End of the Sky

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"If you want to talk about humans, then I won't be sleepy ..."

Russell came up with 300,000 words in his mind. They were all boasted by others. They didn't boast. They moved and worked.

When I found it was not my own style, I poisoned my tongue: "About humans, because I am young and handsome, I do n’t know enough, just say a few points."

"First of all, it is delicious and lazy. Appetite and inertia are the nature of human bones ..."

"Second is to like the new and hate the old, whether it is to people, things or things, everyone has an attitude ..."

"Then it is selfish, satisfying oneself, crowding out others, possessing a desire to blame, only if everyone's interests are damaged, will they be bound by rules ..."

"Insatiable, lacking in self-control ..."

"Alright, right ..."

Russell said a lot, and none of them was good words. He listened to Qilong's bitter laughter, and he could not refrain from opening his mouth, because he was right. These are human disadvantages.

"Apollo, do humans really have no merit in your opinion?"

"You can't say that, there are as many advantages as there are shortcomings. For example, when I just said those points, if you listen to them, they are all advantages."

Russell continued: "Delicious and lazy work is the ladder of human progress. People are often able to push their creativity to the limit in order to save trouble ..."

"Like the new and hate the old means curiosity about new things, the desire to explore the unknown, is a powerful driving force to get rid of the shackles of inertia ..."

"Self-interest is almost as insatiable as greed. It inspires humanity to move forward, not to be intoxicated by the moment of contentment, to reject mediocrity, and to maximize the benefits of human society ..."

"Okay ..."

"..." x2

Seeing that Russell described the black as white, Ai E and Qi Long were stunned, but still could not find any reason to refute, because it looked so reasonable.

"God of the sun, you confused me, tell me the truth, is human being good or bad in your heart?"

"It's bad ... but much better than the gods on Mount Olympus."

Russell said meaningfully: "It is also insatiable. Human beings know how to pay, and the gods will only take it blindly. There is a saying that prayer is not answered, it is not that the **** has not heard, but that you are not religious enough."

Chiron smiled slightly: "Yes, I almost forgot that you lived as a human for a long time before becoming the sun god."

"Well, that's the truth."

"So, which holy garment does the Sun God think is right for me?"

"Except for the gold garments that have been taken away, the rest, Aries, Libra, Sagittarius, are all suitable for you."

Russell looked over his head, and there were six garments left, each of which was not exclusive to Chiron: "You can choose one of these three garments."

"I choose Aries, and I will guard the Aries. When a strong enemy strikes, the sacrifice will be smaller."

Chiron remembers that the Aries Palace is the first house of the Zodiac. The golden saints have not yet realized their potential, and are not yet mature enough, so he should be at the forefront.

The voice dropped, and the Aries cloak suspended above it responded, and the golden parts fell into light, and they were neatly dressed on Chiron.

The light is dazzling, Qilong's handsome face value and temperament like Mu Chunfeng, in the eyes of Zeus and Poseidon are high-quality stocks, deserving of the first facade of the sanctuary.

"No, I don't need you to guard the first house, you go to the Pope's Hall. From today you are the Pope, with the right to mobilize the golden saint, and is second only to me in the sanctuary, and only responsible to me."

"Helios, isn't that ... appropriate?"

Keelong was flattered and hoped that Russell would reconsider and make a decision.

"Very well, you have this qualification and you have this ability."

Russell clapped directly, and the pope's prestige was indispensable. Qilong was the most suitable person. I am afraid that the golden saint cannot be replaced by another person.

No matter how sad the view is, there will be a good show of Gemini disobedience and assassination of the Pope.

"Sun God, I have another question."

"Where are so many questions?"

Russell scratched his chin: "This is the last question, so don't answer it again."

"Sun God, who is the enemy of our sanctuary?"

Qilong asked with a bitter smile, not because he had many problems, but because his **** decided his head. Before that, he was just a golden saint, a senior thug of the sanctuary, and he could wait for the order.

The change to the Pope is naturally different. The second place in the sanctuary, some questions must be asked clearly.

"The problem is simple, the sanctuary fights for love and peace, and guards peace on the earth."

Russell gave the standard answer, which was official and fair.

"The Sun God, you also said that human nature has lust, and God is no exception. I agree with that very much."

Qilong shook his head unbelieving, and then said: "It is okay to sacrifice your interests once or twice, but if you do not ask for rewards this time, such people are either treacherous and evil, or they have a great plot."

"You think too much, I am the sun god, synonymous with sacrifice, ignite myself to illuminate others without asking for anything in return."

Russell responded in a serious manner, yes, he was so magnificent.

"Uh……"

"You are such a person, you have no eyesight."

Looking at Qilong's embarrassment, Russell was very upset: "I am a big gangster and a big evil, I have a lot of conspiracy, now you are satisfied!"

"..."

Chiron did not get an answer in the end, and Russell waved away and went to the Pope's Hall to report.

"By the way, you will be responsible for the trainers in the future. When you meet young talented people, you can bring the Temple of the Sun without reporting to me."

Russell instructed and proceeded to sketch the silver and bronze garments.

Aside, when Qilong went away, Ai E asked and wondered: "Give him the position of the Pope instead of investigating for a while, do you trust him too much?"

"Faith, why not? He said he was Prometheus and I believe it."

Russell said that the problem is not big. He needs a pope who considers for human beings and disregards his body when necessary. This is very important, and Qilong is such a person.

"I still don't feel secure ..."

"No way. I was going to make you Pope."

"Well! Me?"

Ai was startled, knowing that in terms of her personal abilities, she was difficult to serve the Pope.

"But you have average personal abilities, you can be a pope, and go out for a walk at night, maybe you are gone."

Ai E: (? _?)

Damn it, fooled again!

...

With the Pope in Sanctuary, a total of seven gold saints, there is no need for Russell to worry about, he made a shopkeeper, threw a golden mountain to Qilong, and let it complete the general framework of Sanctuary as soon as possible.

Select talented golden saints, then select a batch of talents and good mental reserve, formulate the sanctuary's express regulations, and purchase the necessary living supplies ...

Chiron just took office and became the most perfect tool man.

The sanctuary is crowded with people. Every day, a large number of trial participants enter. There are as many losers as possible. The gods seem to be reluctant to reduce their worth and get along with humans. For a few days, no **** has brought the materials on the list to place orders.

There was an upsurge of studying astrology on Mount Olympus. These gods are not fools. They are aware of the power of the vast stars and want to give themselves a whole set.

Even if it was unsuccessful, learning Russell to establish a sanctuary in the world, recruiting a group of prestigious younger brothers, has face on his face.

Unlike the sanctuary, the temple of Vulcan is full of gods. Every day, the goddess of flowers and flowers visits Hephaestus and asks if they can forge their own suits.

If not, they wouldn't mind the Golden Cloth.

For Hephaestus, forging the cloak was not a big problem, and the forging of the deities was completely different.

His own Vulcan suit is still under preparation. How can he spare time to forge other suits ... Except Aphrodite and Athena.

Although Hephaestus secretly hated Aphrodite for being unwilling to keep his wife, he spent a lot of time with the beautiful man, causing him to have a green grassland on his head. As a twelve gods, he even went to Mount Olympus. Poorly.

But Aphrodite was so beautiful, as long as she shot, there were no uneven males.

With several hugs and sweet words, Hephaestus immediately fell to his knees under his wife's skirt, and said with great regret that he would help Aphrodite to forge a master-level suit as soon as possible.

Not to mention Athena's side, Hephaestus knelt before speaking, and promised her speed faster than promised Aphrodite.

However, after seeing the clothing designed by Hephaestus, the two goddesses declined politely, saying that they would consider it again.

Hephaestus couldn't get rid of inertial thinking. He got a lot of inspiration from the design drawings of the sun **** suit, the golden saint suit, and the vulcan suit. The design style was based on the use of ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ increase Gorgeous beauty.

But this does not satisfy two goddesses. One is a beauty god, and one is a goddess of wisdom. Compared to the sun **** suit of Russell, Hephaestus's design is not immediately fragrant.

Therefore, Hephaestus could only watch his wife tearfully tearing away his sleeve, and the goddess of secret love was also Shi Ran left after a chat.

Hephaestus was indignant, knowing that, if nothing else, the two men should turn to Russell's arms.

Athena was okay. Thinking of her wife's style, and then Russell's ridiculous smiley face, she felt that her head was heavier.

"Brother, you promised me ..."

Hephaestus gazed at the direction of the sanctuary, and to this day, he could only pray.

Too bad to say, he didn't dare to go to the sanctuary, fearing to push open the door of Russell's bedroom, he saw the sun **** and beauty **** sitting with their faces in blushing.

...

Here, Russell built a forging room somewhere in the sanctuary and began forging the silver garment.

He had insufficient material on hand, barely enough to forge three pieces, and when he left the Vulcan Hall, he accidentally let the material run into the carry-on space.

Ai'e stood aside, and the robe of the constellation Ophiuchus had taken off, neither in the Temple of the Sun nor in the Zodiac. Her whereabouts are unknown.

Russell didn't say, and she didn't ask.

Just as Russell took the draft to make the final revisions, there was a weeping wolf crying out of the forging room, and Ursus was beating his brother again.