First Player

Chapter 1248 Chapter 1245 · "Si Que·Olives (Part 1)"

The square was crowded with people.

"Why did the Disciple Game gather us together? Isn't the first level over?" Dragon King Ian looked at the dense crowd irritably.

Huan Jiala stood beside him and suddenly said, "What is that Celestial Clan member handing out?"

Most of the contestants were very quiet, only one Celestial Clan member was walking around in the crowd, shouting very loudly, and with a kind look on his face, he handed out the brochures in his hand.

"Learn about it, learn about it..." This Celestial Clan member had flowing blond hair and green eyes like a calm lake. He seemed not to notice that the person in front of him was the Dragon King, and directly handed the brochure in his hand to the Dragon King.

Ian took it and opened the brochure, curious about what this Celestial Clan member was handing out, could it be an advertising flyer?

When he opened it, it was:

...

[Dedicated to the most powerful and beautiful Father God - Si Que·Su Ming'an·Olives! ! 】

【Would you like to learn about the Lighthouse Church? 】

【The Father God's charm transcends this era! The Father God's bravery is unparalleled in the world! Welcome to learn about the shepherd of the world's glory and time, the lighthouse of life, and our supreme gods! 】

…

The booklet introduces the teachings of the Lighthouse Church in detail, and even indicates the way and location to join the church.

The book is full of praise, describing the charm and greatness of the Lighthouse God - he has a black, purple, and white gradient hair that changes with his mood. When he smiles, the sky rains down, when he is angry, it is like thunder, when he is sad, his tears are like gold and pearls, and the holy white tentacles cover the sky...

Ian was so upset that he wanted to tear the booklet into pieces immediately. But after a careful appreciation, he felt that some of the praises in this booklet were reasonable.

I didn't expect that the small Tianzu could appreciate Si Que's excellence and even founded a church for Si Que. It's quite tasteful.

Huan Jiala glanced at the blond Celestial and waved: "Come here."

Hearing this, the blond Celestial's green eyes became more gentle. He walked over with a pile of books half a person's height. Many people along the way had been pushed by him: "Beautiful emperor, are you interested in learning about our lighthouse?"

"Ahem... I already know a lot." Huan Jiala said lightly: "Where did you get this information from?"

Si Que has disappeared for so long, how could this Celestial know this?

Boris smiled and said: "Of course, the Father God sent me a dream, hoping that I would act on His behalf in the world. The Father God is the old god Asasto, the leader of the old days, the torch of the wasteland, the Lord of the Dawn 102 years ago, and the god of the Cloud City of Praya ten thousand years later. He has three angels under his command, the angel of judgment Noel, and the scales of justice..."

When he started talking, he kept talking, from the War of Independence in the Second Era, to the Battle of Eden in the Third Era, and now to the demonization crisis in the Fourth Era. Every sentence had to be related to the Father God... trying to make everyone present believe in the lighthouse.

At this time, a girl in a lace dress wearing a silk hat came over and chuckled: "Is this another new character that Si Que has created for himself? It's a familiar style of writing."

Ian said coldly: "This shows that the boy really appeared, and even planned to establish a church and worship himself as a god... What does he want to do? Provoke the twenty-seven gods of Luowasha? Hanami Mirai, you are from the [Nalan Court]. Does the [Nalan Court] know that Olives has appeared?"

[Nalan Court] is equivalent to the positioning of the United Group. They believe in Nalan Duosi, the god of contract. All major forces will give them some face and let them come forward to mediate conflicts in various occasions. It is also called "official".

Hua Jianwei smiled and said slyly: "Olivis only appeared in this disciple game, and the time was only a few hours. How did [Nalan Court] know in advance? It was [Wheel of Fortune] and [Death Chanter] who were ready to move. One wanted to invite him to kill the World Tree, and the other wanted to give him the most beautiful death. If the emperors want to fight for it, it is best to start as soon as possible."

Ian snorted coldly: "When I catch him, I will definitely make him write a poem praising me with ten thousand words."

Huangala held his forehead and sighed: "Is that what you are thinking about?"

Ian coughed: "... Of course, I will ask him to hand over the twelve stories quickly. It's a pity that I didn't see him this time. If I saw him, I would definitely not let him go..."

The next moment, his golden pupils froze.

A figure appeared in the sky.

The flowing white long hair was raised, the scarlet silk cloth on the shoulders was as red as blood, and the boy had a cross crescent ring gold chain around his neck, nothing else. He was bathed in the light, and his eyes slowly opened.

The moment they saw this figure, people instantly quieted down.

The players guessed that this person who made a grand appearance with a lot of light effects was either the No. 1 player or Su Lin. So they were quiet.

The NPCs saw the emperors blush instantly and were too scared to speak.

"——Olives! You dare to show up!" Ian really didn't expect this person to be so bold and appear in front of them without any protection.

"..." Wei Mo tapped the Platycodon cane with his fingers, and a trace of thought flashed in his eyes.

"Si Que, you finally showed up..." Bo Ran's face was slightly red, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

"Yamada, Yamada! That's the teammate you've been talking about!" Miss Zhifei of the Crystal Noble grabbed Yamada Machiichi's mechanical arm and said excitedly.

"...Is it Su Mingan? It should be! Su Lin's appearance is much brighter than this." Anthony, Zhong Xi and other players have already mastered the identification method accurately.

"...Is that the winner of the first level?" The two scholars of the Supreme Tower exchanged their eyes: "Record it and report it to the society."

"...A familiar breath, this is the person that the trick demon master asked me to find..." The dark elf next to the air team stared at Su Mingan with joy.

A few thoughts flashed in Boris's eyes, and his mind seemed to be very clear, looking at Su Mingan's appearance.

All kinds of human beings.

Su Mingan looked back at the eyes of the crowd, which were either surprised, or thoughtful, or ecstatic, or angry.

"Woo--please be quiet first!!"

At this time, a girl with white hair and red eyes appeared beside Su Mingan. She was holding an umbrella, wearing a red and white Lolita skirt, and her rabbit ears were shaking. It was the host of the disciple game.

She put her hands on Su Mingan's shoulders, and felt a fluffy touch: "Now, please welcome our first level winner - Mr. Si... cough, cough cough... Noel! Give us a speech!"

"Ah? This is Noel?" The players were confused.

"Really?"

"But Su Mingan's previous originals were all about 1.76 meters tall, maybe this time it's really Noel..."

Su Mingan didn't want to wait for the people below to react - there was no protective barrier between them.

"Everyone have fun." Su Mingan was very concise and wanted this link to end immediately: "That's it."

"Huh?" The white-haired girl leaned over: "That's it?"

"Yeah." Su Mingan didn't intend to say anything more.

The white-haired girl smacked her lips, showing a sad expression, as if she was very sad: "Oh... our Mr. 'Hehehehe you can't catch me Lululu'... seems to want to leave. What's going on..."

This time, people came to their senses.

The Lord of the Undead Xi Ting's expression moved, and suddenly stretched out his bone claws and grabbed Su Mingan directly.

Su Mingan immediately stepped back, and with a flick of his finger, a page of the book was thrown out.

...Go grab it, grab the story and leave, don't stare at him.

"——That's [Twelve Stories]!!!" Noel's voice came from somewhere, full of greed: "Grab it! Everyone, grab it!"

As soon as Noel's voice came out, people immediately stared at the falling manuscript paper and pounced on it like flies.

However, the next moment, several figures flashed in front of Su Mingan-

Dragon King Ian with a dragon body, Elf King Huan Jiala with long purple hair, Lord of the Undead Xi Ting with half a skull head, Lord of the Abyss Lestorie with hair like a python, the transparent Ice Element Emperor, Lord of Machinery Moklo, Angel Shui Shuang of the Holy Mountain with three pairs of snow wings, Half-demon Elder Tara with two horns on his head...

They didn't pay any attention to the manuscript paper that caused the bloody storm, and only stared at Su Mingan himself.

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[TE4·"Will a wingless bird grow flesh and blood because of you?" Perfect clearance progress: 98%]

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There are more than twelve people.

Su Mingan felt his shoulders were heavy, as if something invisible was pinching his shoulders. There was a sharp pain in his palms, and four bone claws stretched out towards him. Several branches and leaves spread out from his legs, his feet were frozen in frost, and there was even a mechanical click...

"...Do you want to tear Si Que apart?" He said calmly: "Tear me apart, who will write the remaining twelve stories for you."

The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment.

People stared at each other, knowing that neither of them would give in. If they fought here, it would probably be a bloodier and more terrifying battle than the Battle of Eden.

"Oliviers, where did you go during the time you disappeared?" The angel Shuishuang looked at Su Mingan inquiringly.

But Su Mingan ignored him, and suddenly raised his head and shouted:

"——Si Que Olivers is as old as the sky, and he is a beacon of life, a shepherd of the glory and time of the world!!!"

His voice was so loud that everyone was stunned.

"Olivers, do you think it's useful to act crazy?" The Ice Element Emperor made a textured and transparent voice, and his whole body was full of ice water: "Besides, you haven't said such narcissistic words before."

"Si Que, come back with me." Wei Mo also came over and smiled: "They just want to squeeze out your words, but I just want to invite you to fight the world tree with me."

Just when several people were about to take action, a colorful liquid palm pressed in front of Su Mingan.

"... This is the second time, Su Mingan."

His voice was sharp and rising.

The next moment, a sound like breaking glass sounded, and all the attacks around Su Mingan... froze at this moment.

"Ka, Kaka, Kakaka--"

The colorful semi-fluid figure appeared silently, and a bright smiley mask slowly emerged. He just lowered his palm, and all the attacks melted away like ice and snow.

The next moment, before the emperors could be surprised, Su Mingan's figure disappeared.

Casadia took him to an empty space.

"Okay, it's safe here." He asked with a smile: "Where are your...unfunny jokes?"

Su Mingan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the fun demon was powerful and could get out of such a dangerous situation. In the future, he will develop in hiding, and when he finishes developing and comes out, it will be a refreshing drama with slaps.

Looking at Cassadia's expectant expression, Su Mingan thought that Cassadia would laugh before because the story was not tragic enough. As long as he tells a very sad story and eats a knife, Kasadia may not be able to laugh anymore.

Su Mingan thought for a moment and said:

"Once upon a time there was a girl who was saved by a jellyfish."

"She was born without knowing what pain is, nor what it feels like to smile. But the jellyfish taught her how to smile, and together they went shopping, ate noodles, and drank sweet bubble water in the human kingdom on the surface."

Glancing at Kasadia, Kasadia didn't smile.

This is a good sign.

Su Mingan continued: "Later, the jellyfish melted away due to too much sun exposure, and the girl could not feel sadness because she knew that the jellyfish helped her out of profit. Even if the jellyfish died, she could not feel happiness... …”

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--!!!"

Su Mingan sighed.

He knew that even if it wasn't funny, Kasadia would laugh out loud to save face, so the price would be unpayable.

He looked at the colorful liquid body that was trembling with laughter, and he couldn't even see where Cassadia's mask had flowed.

"Haha! The jellyfish has melted, the jellyfish has melted, hahahaha——!"

For some reason, Su Mingan could hear a bit of sadness in this laughter.

Illusion.

How could a god whose name is "Lezi" feel sad in the midst of joy?

Su Mingan covered his ears skillfully and waited for eight minutes before the laughter stopped. Cassadia had twisted into a sticky ball of colorful paint.

"Okay, you made me very happy this time. Let me provide you with a service for free." Kasadia shook her liquid finger and said with a smile: "I can teleport you to anyone in Rovasha. You Choose."