Invasion 055

  Although the number of Tianjin gods who spontaneously participated in the invasion was considerable, there was no organization or coordination among them. They were basically doing their own thing, and whoever grabbed it first got to keep it. As a result, Lin Xu found it difficult to decide how to defend against the invasion.

  Just as Lin Xu was in a dilemma, a loud shout suddenly came from mid-air, saying:

  "Where is the God of Mount Huo?"

  At the sound, Lin Xu, who was in a bad mood, looked up and frowned, saying:

  "Ao Ping, you evil-hearted dragon, how dare you cause trouble in my territory? Are you tired of living?"

  It's not someone else, it's Ao Ping, the Dragon King of the Great River who created a flood of unprecedented scale in Huo Mountain years ago and forced the villagers to worship beautiful women. Last time he was beaten by Lin Xu with a single punch and fled with his tail between his legs, today he comes back, that's clearly a yellow weasel visiting a chicken on New Year's Day!

  At this time, seeing Lin Xu seemed to have the urge to drive people away, Jia Yun in mid-air didn't dare to land, Ao Ping hurriedly waved his hand, indicating that he had no malicious intentions. He said loudly:

  "Hushan God, please calm down and don't get angry easily. Xiaolong has come for a proper matter, don't misunderstand!"

  Upon hearing this, Lin Xu's hands, which had already formed a seal, stopped in mid-air. He looked at Ao Ping with a puzzled expression and said:

  "Oh, you want to talk seriously? The esteemed one who has always claimed to be a man of few words and has an illness actually has the condescension to come and discuss serious matters with me? Well, Lin would also like to hear your brilliant ideas, please speak up!"

  Having obtained Lin Xu's consent, Ao Ping was allowed to enter the Mountain God Temple. The Great River Dragon King, who had just been shrouded in clouds and couldn't see his tattered clothes, slowly descended from the clouds and landed on the ground.

  As soon as they met, Ao Ping, who looked like a beggar, immediately paid his respects to Lin Xu and bowed his hands, saying:

  "Xiao Long has come to seek the help of the revered god, as his villa at the river mouth was destroyed by some people. Those guys were dressed in a strange attire, and although they are not worth mentioning, there were too many of them..."

  If it were at any other time, someone like Ao Ping who had no relationship with him but still came to pretend to be friends would have been directly kicked out by Lin Xu, but today was different from the past.

  At this time, Lin Xu carefully sized up Ao Ping for a few moments, and saw that his breath was floating, and there were not many minor injuries on his body. The originally magnificent and luxurious coronation robe had become tattered and worn out, with visible signs of both external forces tearing it apart and sharp objects damaging it. In terms of its tattered state, it was probably even worse than the clothes worn by modern-day street beggars.

  Until now, Lin Xu was certain that the guy in front of him was not pretending to be pitiful to deceive himself, but had really suffered a great loss. He said solemnly:

  "Oh, wait a minute, can I take a look at what those strangely dressed guys you're talking about look like?"

  It's really not Awu Ping's wish to thicken his old face and ask for help from his former enemy, but now he has nowhere to turn and no one to tell.

  The Yangtze River, the Yellow River, the Huai River, and the four dragon kings have always defended their respective territories. According to legend, the Yangtze River is under the jurisdiction of Ao Ping, who would never dare to ask for help from other dragon kings, lest he lose face. The East China Sea Dragon Clan has sent reinforcements, and with Ao Ping's connections, they are not afraid to request aid. Unfortunately, the Tianjin God is constantly attacking from the east, and if Ao Ping were to charge forward, he would likely be chopped into a pulp before reaching the coast.

  So, Ao Ping could only hope that his neighbor Lin Xu would help him. As the saying goes, "Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors", he had to swallow his pride and come to Lin Xu for help.

  At the beginning, Ao Ping was still afraid that Lin Xu would not say a word and directly give him a cold shoulder. Now that they had broken the ice, he was very polite to Lin Xu, nodding repeatedly and saying:

  "Look at those guys? This is simple."

  As he spoke, Ao Ping's left wrist flipped over, and a bead the size of a goose egg appeared in his palm.

  In the hands of each orthodox dragon clan, there is a "Ru Yi Bao Zhu" that can be called a life-like treasure. This seemingly ordinary bead has countless functions, one of which is to record images. The big river dragon king blew a breath into the treasure in his hand, and immediately, three-dimensional images appeared one after another.

  Distorted and bizarre hairstyles, stitched with strange clothing, shaped with bizarre weapons. If you take away their faces, they are somewhat similar to the Huaxia people, but in other places, they are another kind of alternative. The black clouds and smoke surrounding them, driven by these guys, come and go like the wind. Experience is no longer the outsider Lin Xu's initial glance, no matter what the opponent's origin is, one thing that can be confirmed is that they must belong to a certain alien god system.

  It can be seen from this that it is no longer an armed conflict in the ordinary sense, but a large-scale war between two pantheons.

  Quickly thinking of a countermeasure, Lin Xu thought it through clearly and knew that this time he definitely couldn't stay out of the matter. He quickly turned to Da Jiang Long Jun Ao Ping and said:

  "Alright! What do you need me to do?"

  Lin Xu readily agreed to lend a hand, and Ao Ping exclaimed with great joy:

  "Those bastards are sailing upstream along the Yangtze River, Ao Mou wants to ask General Huo Shan to lead the army to intercept the enemy on the north bank, I can take care of the south side myself, what do you think?"

  After listening to this, Lin Xu nodded and asked back:

  "It's settled then, how are we going to settle our past grievances?"

  After hearing Lin Xu's words, Ao Ping touched his face and said with a grin:

  "That's naturally written off."

  At the sound of this, Lin Xu shook his head repeatedly and said with great displeasure:

  "Can't be! I've gone to such great lengths, only for you and me to wipe the slate clean of our grudges? This is far too cheap for me!"

  A man under the eaves, how can he not bow his head? The usually arrogant and proud Dragon King of the Great River, Ao Ping, now has no choice but to humble himself in front of Lin Xu. He blinked his eyes and said with a dejected tone:

  "So how should we calculate it?"

  At this time, Lin Xu chuckled and stroked his chin, saying slowly:

  "Oh, well then, let's just say you owe me one this time, how about that?"

  "Alright, this time I owe you a favor."

  As one of the Four Dragon Kings, at least in theory, the status and honor that the Great River Dragon King enjoys should be far higher than that of Huo Shan Shen, who is a low-ranking official. However, things have come to this point, and Ao Ping, who is generally as useless as a mourning dog, can say nothing but grit his teeth and agree to Lin Xu's request.

  At this scene, Lin Xu burst out laughing, patted Ao Ping's shoulder with his hand, and pretended to be affectionate, asking about the cold, then set up a banquet to entertain him again.

  If he had taken advantage of the situation and still pretended to be clever, he would have really pushed people to their deaths. Lin Xu would not make such a low-level mistake. Since Da Jiang Long Jun gritted his teeth and agreed to the previous conditions, Lin Xu also never mentioned the past grievances between the two sides. During the banquet, they talked and laughed, clinking cups together, as if they were old friends reuniting warmly.

  After the simplest hospitality, Lin Xu took the initiative to pull Ao Ping together to plan and study how to deal with this unexpected crisis situation.

  Under the nest, how can there be unbroken eggs? It is clear that Mount Huo cannot become the primary target of the alien gods' attack. Lin Xu will not feel anxious about this either. Once they gain a foothold, no one can stand alone. The situation will inevitably develop in this way. Rather than passively responding, it's better to take the initiative to attack, even if it's just a probe into the enemy's strength!

  The roof leaks and encounters continuous rain. After the disaster 300 years ago, there were only a few big cats and small cats left in the Huaxia divine system. If it weren't for the situation being so unbearable, Ao Ping wouldn't have come to Lin Xu's door to seek help. He couldn't find anyone more suitable on land. In this context, Lin Xu's strength was still passable, but at the level of the god war, he still didn't have a good grasp of winning. The only way was to avoid the strong and strike the weak, first find the enemy's weakness, and then give them a heavy blow, which is the most stable and reliable plan.

  As an invader, the Tianjin God I series has never been a monolith. If you want to describe their relationship accurately, it's more like a piece of cheese that has been nibbled on for N times by mice.

  As the saying goes, even with five fingers on one hand, there are still differences in length. To say that on a large base of millions, the average quality can be kept uniform and consistent, unless it's a science fiction movie with an army of identical clones. Based on the same logic, among the 80 million gods in Tianjin, only about 100 of them are truly powerful and qualified to be considered as characters, while the rest are just minor characters who can't even appear on stage.

  In intense battles where quantity cannot make up for the quality difference, these vanguard troops can only serve to consume some of the enemy's physical strength, and are truly nothing more than cannon fodder.

  With this in mind, Lin Xu was greatly inspired and decided to start from this aspect after discussing with Da Jiang Long Jun Ao Ping.

  It is well known that the dragon tribe has a habit of accumulating wealth, just like humans are born to love shiny things. Whether it's a Wall Street tycoon or an indigenous person from the Amazon River basin, ordinary humans generally have a highly consistent perception of gold as a metal.

  Driven by the instinct of hoarding wealth, the dragon clan's desire for treasure is not based on their actual needs, but rather a purposeless collection of treasures. In short, the dragon clan is a family of born misers.

  The waters under the jurisdiction of the Dragon King of the Yangtze River are vast, with the main stream stretching for thousands of miles up and down. Including its tributaries and lakes within its drainage basin, it's likely that even 100,000 miles would not be enough to cover them all. Over the years, when officials from various levels came to pay homage to the Dragon King, they naturally wouldn't come empty-handed. As a result, Ao Ping had amassed a considerable fortune. Not long ago, his underwater palace, which was invaded by outsiders, although it was only a villa where he occasionally stayed and rested while inspecting the lower reaches of the river, still contained an astonishing number of rare treasures and strange objects within its walls.

  Those with high vision can naturally see that Da Jiang Long Jun Ao Ping is a fat and oily local tyrant, and his strength is not great. He's simply a god of wealth who wears a sign on his head that says " Foolish people with lots of money, come quickly to brush monsters"!

  Facing a great opportunity, Tianjin Sheng, who had already taken the lead, decided not to let others come and share the spoils for nothing. So, these bigwigs, who were used to eating alone, casually found some excuses to drive away those cannon fodder who only knew how to follow and cheer. Then, they led a small number of their own troops to launch a strong counterattack against the current, preparing to make a fortune in this war.

  PS: The total number of red tickets for "Wu Yue Du Zun" has exceeded 5,000, and the crab will add an extra chapter today.