Gamers Are Fierce

"Michael doesn't have your friends, so I will relay it for you."

Hohenheim said: "The matter with King Shipi is very serious, even if he is not completely sure, he needs to summon a helper.

This time He not only invited you, me, Lost Control, Side of Truth, but also Hanshui Stone and Su Nisheng.

The latter two have not replied yet. "

It is estimated that Hanshuishi is dealing with the prisoner's cave. Last time I heard Bai Haozheng mentioned that the situation there was not very good recently.

Su Nisheng has been missing for a long time.

"It's just a change together, is it necessary?"

Li Ang thought for a while and asked, "What did Michael see in the light of Buddha?"

"...Buddha."

Hornheim was silent for a moment and replied: "He was in the Buddha's light and saw the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom.

The ground is spotless, the air is full of fragrance, and the sky is full of pearls and jewels, and it is peaceful and peaceful.

A large number of missing persons stood on the ground full of flowers, closed their eyes in contemplation, smiled, and clasped their hands toward the grotto.

Their state is similar to petitioners in the kingdom of God, and they are producing the power of faith all the time.

But unlike petitioners who are already dead,

These missing persons are still alive, and their metabolism is still slowly continuing.

If they procrastinate, they will be consumed alive in the Buddha country. "

Petitioner. . .

Li Ang narrowed his eyes. The so-called petitioners are the most pious and pure outstanding believers.

After death, these believers will be brought back to life in the kingdom of their respective deities by divine envoys, where they will receive eternal life, accompany with God, and provide faith.

Just like in Norse mythology, Valkyrie, the Valkyrie, will ride on a white horse and wear a golden helmet with bird wings, and come down on the battlefield to bestow the last kiss of the warrior who died bravely and bring their souls to the Valhalla heroic spirits. temple.

There, there is a never-ending carnival banquet,

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Enjoy endless wild boar, goat milk, honey wine,

An unstoppable vigorous battle.

In the concept of occult, the petitioner is not only an excellent source of power of faith, but also the most precious treasure of a deity.

As long as the kingdom of God exists, the petitioner can be reborn infinitely, and the strongest petitioner can even follow the deity and participate in the battle of the gods.

Li Ang has accumulated enough believers at the moment,

But for those who create the kingdom of God and have their own petitioners,

There is no clue at all.

He can't try to kill the most loyal Cerebrates, and see if the soul of Cerebrates will fly to his side, right?

"Buddha country..."

Li Ang became interested in King Shibi's mutation, but did not show it, and asked Hohenheim: "If you leave it alone, what is the most serious situation?"

"The worst situation?"

Hornheim thought for a while, "Since Michael has determined that the missing persons are still alive,

Then, if you leave it alone, they will definitely not be able to save it.

And because all uninfected temples in the world will be marked as potential sources of mutation, even if they are demolished, it will be useless.

Within their respective scopes, countries must collectively shrink the land area that can be inhabited-the older the city and the more temple buildings, the larger the scope to shrink.

The transfer process will produce incalculable losses. "

"This shouldn't be considered the most serious situation."

Li Ang said: "Since that King Shibi used a method similar to petitioners to collect the power of faith,

It proved that his strength during his lifetime was infinitely close to a deity, even a real deity.

Considering the radical and brutal tactics he uses now,

If he was fully resurrected, it would be ten times more difficult to deal with than a wild lion. "

"..."

Hornheim fell into silence. At first, the wild lion only absorbed part of the divinity, and it was so powerful that a single person suppressed everyone to the point of desperation.

An unfriendly deity with full body. . .

God knows what King Shibi will do to the transcendents who are most likely to challenge the status of the deity after he is resurrected.

"It can't be more difficult to deal with than Su Nisheng's previous life in the script mission of The Long Night, right?"

Hornheim smiled bitterly: "Are you going to participate?"

"can."

Li Angyan said concisely: "Remuneration."

Both Michael and Hohenheim have official backgrounds and need to maintain social order and maintain social stability.

On the other hand, Li Ang and Truth's Side, such transcendents who are not attached to the real world, can completely achieve self-sufficiency. Even if a major disaster occurs in the real world, they have no strong reason to provide free help.

"Remuneration is easy to say."

As the representative of the clock tower, Hornham also has certain authority, and he immediately accepted it in the communication of his friends, "The Global Occult Coalition is the organizer of this operation, and they will meet the requirements.

In addition, as the party responsible for the incident, the European Heavy Industry Group also has to pay compensation.

You can come to Mumbai to discuss specific details with them. "

"Great."

Li Ang hung up the communication, turned his head and looked into the sofa, sitting in jeopardy, studying the painting of Chai Chai.

In the past few days, the global attention has been focused on the abnormal changes in the Ajanta Grottoes,

The frequency of entertainment programs is reduced, and the front-line progress is broadcasted in series on TV.

So Chai Chai returned to his boring routine.

She usually doesn’t need to sleep, she can eat, drink and have fun 24 hours a day, and she’s already playing and wearing video games.

Recently indulged in some messy hobbies,

Such as literary creation, cooking, origami, paper cutting, gardening, pets.

It's a pity that she has forgotten all the literary and youthful qualities of the aristocratic and noble lady of Zhumen before her death, and she no longer has poetry and songs.

After holding back for a long time, I can only suffocate a few words "Roasted chicken wings, I love to eat", "The weather is sultry, like happy water without gas"

Or the exquisite Tibetan-headed poem "This is a Tibetan-headed poem":

This is a poem with hidden head

Is a poem with hidden head

A poem with hidden head

Poem

Hidden Poems

Head poem

poetry.

Well, it's very subtle.

Fortunately, Chai Chai wrote purely about playing by himself~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I never thought about finding someone to publish or something — publishing a book in her capacity is completely fine, it's really not possible Liu Wuluo can buy a few newspapers, Magazine Press, to Chai Chai,

Let Miss Chai Cuiqiao win the Grand Prize for Poetry in the First Youth Literature Award hosted by Chai Cuiqiao Magazine,

Following the example of Li Ang's "My District Mayor's Father", he won the first prize in the district essay competition.

In addition to literary creation, Chai Chai’s other hobbies are basically three minutes of popularity.

Planting flowers can plant them to death,

Holding the dead flower and turning around in front of Li Ang, his expression was sad, and something sang in his mouth, "The flowers are all over the sky.

Forcing Li Ang to use the marsh power to save the flower.

Can't even feed flowers,

Chai Chai’s idea of ​​keeping pets, especially cats, was naturally rejected by Li Ang, on the grounds that cats are very evil.

When Li Ang was a child, he saw a black cat, riding a motorcycle, holding a pistol, and knocking out a mouse's ear.

"What are you painting?"

Li Ang approached and found that the oil painting in Chai Chai's hand should have been repeatedly modified too many times. Wu Qi Ma Hei could not see the original pattern.

Chai Chai's face was reddened, but he still raised his head naturally and said: "Ahem, I'm painting "A black Kenyan miner digging a coal mine at night."

"This is fine too?"

The corner of Li Ang's eyes twitched, and he said: "Why don't you draw a "Polar Bear with Eyes Closed Looking for Food on the Arctic Snowfield in the Polar Season"?"

"Hey! Lord, you are really right."

Chai Chai picked up Big Thumb and picked up an all-white oil painting from the side. "Look at this picture. If you like it, this picture can also be given to you."

"Keep it for yourself."

Li Ang curled his lips helplessly, "I'll go out and go to Mumbai."