Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1927 - 1917: The Return of the Guardian God

"Guardians of the Divine Altar, your grand master is back!" The handsome man’s voice roared like thunder, making the surroundings rumble loudly.But when the handsome man rushed into the altar, he realized that the corpses outside were considered lucky. Because the altar of the past had completely transformed. It had become a slave-based tribe. Passing through a large stone gate outside the altar, numerous dark-skinned indigenous guardians were all engaged in the hardest, most exhausting labor.

Some were gritting their teeth, struggling to transport those large, earth-yellow stone bricks. These stone bricks were taller than a person, making transportation extremely troublesome. Seven to eight people were moving the stone bricks, their bodies glistening with sweat that continually seeped outward from their skin.

Those who worked slowly were whipped harshly by someone nearby, leaving blood-red whip marks on their dark skin. The fiery lashes splattered fresh blood. Despite the heart-wrenching cries, they dared not open their mouths, only furrowing their brows as if bearing burdens weighing thousands of pounds to endure the immense pain.

Moreover, there were warriors clad in Purple Gold Battle Armor wielding whips, overseeing them.

Thousands of indigenous people at the altar were transporting these stone bricks on a vast, boundless, smooth stone plaza. Within a kilometer, a pyramid resembling a Death Tomb was partially completed through the assembly of large stone bricks. If Lin Zifeng was correct, the earth-yellow Pyramid Death Tomb was likely similar to the pyramids for the deceased Egyptian pharaohs.

However, Lin Zifeng wondered who would mobilize such manpower and resources to recreate a pyramid tomb identical to Egypt’s? The pyramid itself is a miracle in the world, a wisdom from a thousand years ago. Is there someone now trying to create another one?

Such a massive scale shocked Lin Zifeng—the sight of thousands carrying giant stones at the altar, then building the Pyramid Death Tomb with sheer manpower. What a colossal project this is!

Could it be that a super-powerful entity from the West lost a major elder, and specifically built this Pyramid Death Tomb?

"Roar!!!" The grand master, amidst his anguish, opened his mouth and roared to the sky. Suddenly, the terrifying roar echoed for tens of miles around, almost piercing through the clouds. Even Lin Zifeng was witnessing the grand master’s extreme sorrow for the first time today.

This anguished roar made everyone at the hundred-mile-wide altar hear it clearly.

"Guardian, Guardian God! It’s the voice of our Guardian God. Oh heavens~ it’s our altar’s Guardian God. We are saved. Our altar people are saved, our Guardian God is back!" When the grand master’s roar permeated the entire altar, the elderly, who never forgot the Guardian God’s voice and presence from years past, became overwhelmed with tears, trembling in their limbs.

Some even fell to their knees, yearning for their Guardian God.

"Roar!!!" The grand master swiftly leaped up, tearing the abdomens of two half-exposed warriors below with sharp claws, scattering a layer of blood mist. Then, the grand master rushed to the highest point among the stone piles, eyes red, and continued to roar to the sky, his voice filled with grief. The indigenous guardians of the past had all become slaves now. This unspoken heartbreak made the grand master shed tears from his dog’s eyes for the first time.

"Roar, roar, roar..."

His roar soared into the clouds, overshadowing the entire altar, and everyone on the altar heard it clearly, their minds filled with previous memories. The older generation naturally knew of the grand master’s existence, while the younger generation heard tales from elders about their Guardian God’s prowess. For many young people, this was the first time they witnessed the grand master’s existence!

"Our Guardian God is back! Our Guardian God is back!" An elder closest to the grand master, with his dry body exposed, found it the most incredible moment of his life to witness the grand master’s grandeur in his lifetime.

Gazing at the crowd, each person’s eyes filled with the fervent longing for freedom, the grand master felt heartbroken.

"Boom!"

The elder’s eyes fogged with tears, suddenly, his knees heavily crashed onto the ground, his eyes overflowing with tears. Following the elder, others also knelt down. Almost all the indigenous people at the altar knelt down. At this moment, the grand master stood on the highest point, his white fur fluttering in the wind, yet an indescribable emotion could not burst forth.

All faith and attention were focused on his single dog form. He exuded an overwhelming aura, akin to the return of a lion among submissive beasts.

Watching the tormented indigenous brothers and sisters, each of them worshiping him tearfully, in a world of turbulent changes, only five years had passed yet such drastic transformations occurred. Among these indigenous people, some had died of old age, others of illness, and many had died from suffering. Though they had become how they are now, their Guardian God, the grand master, maintained his majestic posture, even more fierce and formidable than before!

"I am back! If anyone dares to harm a hair on my brothers and sisters, I will shatter them to pieces!"

Whoosh—a ripple of white light lingered mid-air. Finally, the grand master transformed into a white light, rushing straight at the warriors who harmed the altar’s indigenous people. The armored warriors were shocked to see the grand master’s presence.

Legend has it that when they arrived at the altar, they heard rumors about the Greek altar’s Guardian God. Yet, it was just hearsay; they had never seen its true form. Its legend persisted. Unexpectedly, the legendary Guardian God now stood before them, speaking fluently.

Everyone present was stunned by its appearance.

"Whoosh~"

But, at the moment the grand master dashed forward, a massive iron axe suddenly attacked, targeting the grand master with incredible speed.

Lin Zifeng wasn’t far from the grand master, and the battle axe’s speed and power reached a certain level. If the grand master didn’t successfully evade, he would surely be injured by that battle axe.

"Dead Dog!"

Lin Zifeng’s warning seemed too late. Instantly, the Heavenly Painting Halberd appeared in mid-air, Lin Zifeng gripping it tightly, stepping forward. His sharp eyes locked onto the battle axe. Clutching the Heavenly Painting Halberd, he struck hard, clashing with the battle axe.

"Clang!"

The moment the battle axe touched the Heavenly Painting Halberd, it was nearly pulverized. The fragmented remains of the battle axe scattered across the sky.

"An expert! There must be an expert here!" The Magic Bracelet leaped frantically, alerting Lin Zifeng to the presence of a formidable expert in the vicinity. The battle axe’s power was immense, at least having the strength of the Fifth Layer Heaven of a Sub-Saint. It even suggested that a Western expert stronger than the Fifth Layer Heaven might be hidden here.

How could this happen? How had the altar turned into what it is now? Lin Zifeng also asked himself within.