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Published at 25th of April 2022 05:20:00 AM


Chapter 2077

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"Crackling."

Rain, pouring rain, fell on the gray and dark sky, turned into a curtain like a bead curtain, covering the whole world.

Then the heavy rain fell on the dusk colored city wall, making a dense sound like pearls and jade falling on the plate.

This continuous heavy rain has spread across the whole taixuan land, except all counties in the north, and is getting bigger and bigger. It has almost turned the whole land into Heze.

The land of taixuan, the swamp of the south, is undergoing drastic changes.

Due to the continuous falling of heavy rain, the water level of daze in the South rises a little bit with the naked eye, and a large number of races adapted to land life are forced to move to the border highlands of Nanze.

However, what is different from the past is that on the highland of Nanze swamp, an extremely rough big city is gradually established. The area of the city is extremely huge and the whole body is yellowish brown integrated with the swamp land. Although it is still in the stage of intensive construction, it has taken shape.

The towering city wall, with the southern swamp and the snow enchanting shangguo in the Central Plains as the boundary, extends to the distance, and even can't see the end at a glance. Behind the city wall, there are buildings of different shapes, interspersed with countless races from the southern swamp, which are being built in full swing.

An Aboriginal who originally belonged to the swamp, carrying a large basket full of mud on his shoulder, gathered in the city in the distance. At the same time, with a strong physique, he walked like a fly.

"Get out of the way. Let me go first. You weak chickens are not even as good as the women of our family."

On the more crowded street, a very strong voice suddenly sounded. Then I saw an extremely strong figure at the end of the street, rushing out under the dense rain curtain, striding and rushing, with momentum like a rainbow.

The man, who was twice as tall as the rest of the swamp races, was covered with fine scales. His hands were like holding a chicken. He grabbed two huge logs and ran into each other, causing a large number of swamp races on both sides to scream.

At the same time, these exclamations are also mixed with some extremely dissatisfied reprimands:

"Where did you get the clay drill? It's so reckless and rash!"

As soon as the scolding sound fell, another companion carrying the mud basket reached out to hold the mud basket, lowered a lot of voices and said to the outside:

"Young master, just complain. This is the treasure of Nanze city. You know that the swamp iron wood used in the city now depends on this boy to cut it. If you annoy him, within an hour, someone above will tie you in front of him and bow down to apologize."

As soon as he said this, the young master of swamp race who had yelled at him changed his face slightly and moved his lips. He wanted to say a few cruel words, but he finally swallowed it back into his stomach and muttered in a low voice:

"If it weren't for the fact that Heze is not peaceful everywhere, that Nanze has just been established, and that all waste is waiting for prosperity, and that we also expect this Nanze to resist the crisis, my young master wouldn't just swallow it."

After saying that, the young master, who was still a prominent man before, may still feel uncomfortable. After humming gently, he lifted the mud basket on his shoulder and continued to move forward step by step along the long street.

Then the old entourage behind him looked up at the emaciated young figure in front and sighed slightly.

In this sigh, with a strong sense of helplessness and sadness, there is also an infinite hesitation about the future.

The continuous heavy rain for a whole year has had a great impact on the whole land of taixuan. In particular, this land of Nanze is originally located in the low-lying area of taixuan continent, so that after countless rains fall, they gather together and pour into this Nanze, which is completely turning this swamp into a great lake.

On the other hand, not every race living in Nanze for generations is proficient in water. Even if they can be amphibious, most people naturally prefer land compared with lakes.

As a result, more and more swamp races began to abandon their original habitat and migrate north to the capital being established in Nanze.

At this time, the Nanze city will undoubtedly become the home of most swamp races in the future. In order to build a home for perching in the future, every swamp race worked very hard and built the framework and prototype of the city at a very fast speed.

At noon, the rainstorm still poured down, splashing on the water on the street, rippling circle after circle. For a city under construction, the drainage system can only be described as a disaster.

At the next breath, a big foot with webbed fingers fell in the air in the street not far from the center of the city, and one foot stepped on the deep water, making a dull sound:

"Bang!"

Then the water splashed and flew out, causing another riot among the monks on both sides of the street.

Then the young man, who was carrying two swamp iron trees like a hill, opened his mouth again and gave a wild laugh. In the twinkling of an eye, he crossed a large distance and came to the end of the street.

It is worth mentioning that at the end of this street is a huge building with a spiral rise.

Although the style of this building is as rough as ever, it looks very solid. At the same time, the hot wave and bright fire poured out of the second floor of the building. Its power is so powerful that it even evaporated the falling rain, forming a rolling white fog in the air.

Because of this, the building looks like a torch burning white flame from a distance.

At the same time, on the torch, three huge characters are flowing light blue luster.

Nanze palace!

"After staying in the swamp for a few days, the Nanze palace is a lot more powerful."

After a murmur, the burly swamp man turned his shoulders with both hands at the same time, and lifted the two giant swamp irons in his hands.

At the next breath, the man's knees bent slightly and jumped up directly. His huge body was as light as a feather swallow. In the twinkling of an eye, he appeared on the rotating stairs of the building in front of him. Then he strode away and climbed up the stairs.

The man's burly body had a strong explosive force. After a while, he appeared outside a room of the building. Looking forward, he saw a strong old man with bare coat standing in front of a huge stove.

At the same time, a rough sound is easy to sound in front and back:

"Boy, what's the extent of the water in our southern swamp?"

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