Bright Era

The many gods sitting nearby sighed at the same time, and they nodded to indicate that they had paid a heavy price for this world and for the creatures living in this world. With a bit of unbearable bitterness, the **** of dawn shook his head very solemnly: "I really don't want to recall the things of the year! So many companions have fallen, so many noble souls have disappeared, so many noble lives, flow Have done the last drop of blood!"

Grisgau Chenxi's forehead was firmly pressed to the ground, and he shivered and said: "The glory of the gods will always protect the world!"

With a light sigh, the **** of dawn narrowed his eyes: "We have paid such a huge sacrifice, but the evil still exists! Our abilities are limited, we really can't completely eradicate all the evil. Therefore, the ancient evil like Penglai Spirit, they still exist!"

Grisgau Chenxi raised his head boldly, and said respectfully: "Great Lord, what do you need your believers to do? As long as you have a word, all your believers are willing to give everything for you!"

The God of Dawn pursed his lips and laughed, and he said softly, "It is not a very important thing. Because your strength is limited, we did not place hope on you. However, you can still do something. . For example, in terms of secularity, you can’t let the heretics of Odin and the eastern continent step into the western continent.”

Grisgau Chenxi's face showed a zealous determination: "As you wish, great gods, all believers in the Western Continent can abandon their lives and completely wipe out those heretics."

The many gods present glanced at each other, and there was a strange gloom in their eyes.

"Of course, we believe in the determination of the believers and the strength of the believers." The **** of dawn narrowed his eyes: "Our divine body and soul have been severely injured, and we will not be free for a long time in the future. Action. Therefore, we can only give you a little help as we can to help you resist those heretical attacks."

A thin figure slowly walked out of the rich divine light.

Long red hair, purple eyes, handsome and almost evil face. With strange powers entwined around him, Grisgau Chenxi just glanced at him, and there was a strange feeling of seeing flowers blooming, seeing water withered and rotten rocks, and seeing the vicissitudes of life. It seemed that it was the skill of this glance, and the time around him had passed by for thousands of years.

"Are you?" Grisgau Chenxi bowed deeply to the red-haired man in awe.

"His body belongs to a person called Arthur." The God of Retribution gave a strange smile: "But this person is not important, a humble life, a humble soul, he is already gone, and it is not worth any more waste. Energy to describe his existence."

"Now this body, all the gods present here donated a part of the blood of the gods, and his body has been completely remodeled, and he has been transformed into a powerful body that a true **** has. And this **** body, Now a noble soul is temporarily inhabited!"

Grisgow Dawn held his breath, not daring to carry the slightest. This is a god, which is different from the **** of dawn and the others who just projected a avatar. There was a living **** standing in front of him.

"I hate the feeling of the flesh!"'Arthur' said with a sneer: "As a **** who has never had such a cumbersome attachment, I am very, very disgusted with putting my noble soul into this small, dark container. feel!"

The **** of dawn stretched out his hands helplessly: "But, dear **** of seasons, please don't forget what you promised us!"

'Arthur', the seasonal **** in the mouth of the **** of dawn, gave a cold snort. He twisted his neck, shook his hips, and sighed helplessly: "Of course, I will remember that I promised you Things! With me, they won’t invade your place of faith. But don’t forget your promise, the piece of soul crystallization that is gathering is mine!"

The God of Retribution showed a bright smile: "It's yours, of course we will not violate our promise!"

Grisgow Dawn's face twitched violently, the **** of seasons?

The great dawn is on, he has never heard of when the church worshiped a guy called the God of Seasons. Not only the church, but as Grisgow Dawn knew, among the many gods enshrined in other continents, there was absolutely no such thing as the God of Season.

However, how could he be an ordinary little person who can make the God of Dawn and the God of Retribution so solemnly give instructions?

"Then, Grisgau, take the God of Season, our friend, go!" The God of Dawn supported his chin with both hands, and squinted at the God of Season: "There are some things you can't handle, let him go. Help you. This does not violate some of our unspoken rules. Of course, you don’t need to know so much. You only need to know that there are certain things that he can do."

Grisgau Dawn received his orders respectfully, and the God of Season looked at him up and down for a while, and then slowly nodded.

"In other words, during the time I am helping you do things, this... Mortal, I will cooperate with his request! But he must be clear that he cannot order me, I just follow the agreement with you to cooperate with him It’s just some actions. Outside of this, I have absolute freedom!"

The **** of punishment spread his hands out: "Of course, you have absolute freedom! But you must never forget your mission. We don't want any believer of other gods to step into our place of faith."

After hesitating for a while, the **** of punishment widened his eyes and looked at the **** of season: "You won't be afraid of the existence behind them?"

The God of Season laughed mockingly, and he took a big step, pulling Grisgow Dawn into the rich divine light.

"Fear? There is no such word in my dictionary! You know, any physical attack is invalid for me, any soul attack is invalid for me! All magical attacks are invalid for me! Except for a few strange existences, there is nothing Can hurt me!"

"What am I afraid of?" The voice of the God of Season was full of lofty arrogance, full of incredible self-confidence and conceit.

The God of Dawn quietly looked at the back of the God of Season and Grisgow Dawn. After the two left the realm of God, he laughed lowly: "It's funny, isn't it? This guy actually thought. We want the crystallization of the soul of God’s domain? But this thing, we are not enough to distribute it, how can we have his share?"

The God of Retribution said with a sullen face: "After he has done what he should do, we can consider killing him! Maybe if he swallows him, we can also control his power?"

A sweet voice came from the side. It was a goddess wearing a white dress with a cold air in his face, and a moonlight hanging above his head: "I don't agree with you, we Everyone knows that the God of Season is a different kind, even in the Primordial God War, he is also a different kind. I don't think we can fight him, especially when our injuries have not healed!"

The God of Dawn and the God of Retribution glanced at each other, and then they pursed their lips, and they didn't even bother to explain to this goddess, they just disappeared without a trace. The other gods laughed a few times, and then disappeared into the rich divine light at the same time.

The goddess of Yuehua above her head turned purple with anger, her body shivered violently for a while, and then she screamed in anger and hysterics: "My believer, saint of the Moon Temple! Speed ​​up your speed, I need more The power of faith, enough power of faith!"

"The one who laughs at me... will eventually..." He clenched his fists tightly for a while, and the goddess finally collapsed weakly on the throne.

Berrily, No.1 Glory Avenue, Lin Qi sat behind his desk and snorted to Arda, who was still flushed with a hint of flushing on his face, "Say to the Gaul Empire, we will return to Longshan in a few days empire."

Alda hurriedly nodded and laughed brilliantly: "Then, great and wise master, what about Princess Angela?"

Lin Qi was silent for a while, just about to speak, he suddenly jumped up, grabbed Arda and threw him into the chair behind the desk, and then he stood at the desk respectfully with a bright smile. before.

A white divine light appeared out of thin air, and Grisgau Dawn walked out of the divine light with the **** of season.

"Your Majesty Turing, Wann Longshan, I am very honored to introduce to you the new Bishop of the Great Sanctuary of the Dawn of the Longshan Empire, Your Excellency Tams!" Grisgow Dawn had a bright smile, and he carefully let go of his figure. , Gave up the figure of the **** of season.

Lin Qi and Arda stayed there at the same time, their eyes widened, and they took a hard breath: "His Royal Highness? But..."

Lin Qi strode to the God of Season and said in amazement: "But the news from the Eastern Great Plains is, of course, maybe this is a rumor, but there is a legend in Diogo’s dragon army that you have been assassinated. Fallen!"

The God of Season stared at Lin Qi with a cold gaze, and then raised his head proudly: "I don't know what that humble creature called Arthur is! I only know that starting today, your faith will be exchanged. Responsible for me! Your souls, I will guide you!"

"Every church in the Longshan Empire must have a team of elite church knights stationed under my direct control."

"The Longshan Empire must donate a special sum to the church, and form an army that belongs only to the church under my command."

"I have the right to mobilize all the troops in the Longshan Empire. Anyone who dares to violate my orders must be severely punished!"

"Basically, this is what I think of now. Do you have any opinions?"

"Of course, you will not have any opinions, so this matter is settled like this!"

Lin Qi clicked his mouth, and he looked at Grisgau Chenxi in surprise.

Grisgau Chenxi smiled awkwardly at Lin Qi, then rolled his eyes upwards, revealing a helpless expression.

Lin Qi's heart sank suddenly, and then there was a sudden burst of ecstasy! Is it a god? Then, when I really wanted to fall asleep, I brought a pillow to me. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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