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This commotion also caused all the deacons in the huge mountain to feel the energy fluctuation at the top of the mountain. They all rushed out of the hall and raised their heads to look at the sky with cautious expressions.0
Under countless gazes, the green light quickly wiggled in midair and quickly turned into a human figure. Looking at its face and that head of white hair, it was undoubtedly the administrator of the Temple Hall, Bai Weng.
However, this Bai Weng, was still just a strand of Divine sense clone.
"Paying respects to Master Bai Weng."
In the air, all the floating Purple robe deacon s immediately bowed in salute upon seeing Bai Weng who had been created by the cyan light, including the one who had attacked Long Bufan. His voice was still cold and indifferent, but it revealed a dense amount of reverence.
Seeing this scene, Long Bufan was startled, and immediately cupped his hands in a disciple's salute. Facing these Enforcers who were strict and cold with their law enforcement, he did not want to be caught disrespecting his superiors.
Of course, even without all these, Bai Weng's character was still worthy of respect from the bottom of his heart.
"He was summoned by me. It's alright now. You can leave now." Bai Weng said calmly while looking at the numerous Purple robe deacon. Then, his gaze shifted and landed on Long Bufan's body.
"Yes." Dozens of Purple robe deacon nodded in acknowledgement before their bodies flashed and they all disappeared from the air.
"How rude. He didn't even apologize before running away." Looking around the empty place, Long Bufan muttered to himself. He felt extremely unhappy, if he had been given the chance to explain, things would not have gotten so troublesome.
Even though Long Bufan's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, it was still heard by Bai Weng verbatim. The corners of his mouth drew back into a calm smile, and he said: "They are all Replicator s, so they do not have any feelings."
Hearing this, Long Bufan was slightly stunned. So it was the Replicator, no wonder they were so cold and heartless.
Long Bufan suddenly felt goosebumps. He thought to himself, "Just by having this many Purple robe deacon s, I wonder how many Replicator s actually exist?"
Seemingly able to see what Long Bufan was thinking, Bai Weng said with some deep meaning: "The number of members in the Duty Hall is about fifty thousand, and the proportion of Replicator s account for thirty percent."
Hearing this, Long Bufan could not help but take in a breath of cold air. My god, a ratio of thirty percent has about fifteen thousand people!
Long Bufan was quite shocked. More than ten thousand Replicator s, this kind of situation was equivalent to over ten thousand geniuses dying, and these people were all defeated in Seven Color Profound Tower's trial, and then replaced by the Replicator.
However, although the fall of a genius was a pity, the higher ups of the Deacon Hall had always maintained a tacit approval of their calm. This was because the Deacon Hall had to possess another power that was absolutely loyal to the Deacon Hall.
This was the Replicator. They were the victims of the rules, but they were also the guardians of the rules.
Watching Long Bufan's lightning attribute Dragon Bloodline Demon General battle form, Bai Weng's eyes revealed a hint of admiration, and said: "To be able to combine the Unique Devil Arts with a human martial practitioner to such a perfect state, you are the first in history."
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