Reading to Become a God

"Who objects? Let him stand up and see."

Miles lowered his head. If Athens brought this motion to the Assembly in this way, who would dare to stand up?

"You should know what kind of messenger this adult is, as if he has done something wrong in the Pantheon."

"To be sure, God says he won't help us. But for him to watch us honestly take on the Pantheon, there's no way anyone can avoid such a small act."

"The Messenger is supposed to be someone God likes, someone who can turn the Pantheon upside down. If you make such a fuss, the Messenger's situation will be miserable."

"Damn it, no way. How can adults gather so many talents? Look at our Holy Demon Alliance and it has been developing for more than a hundred years. As a result, within a few months, the Watcher Castle supported by adults was "-"

Athens is very depressed, and outsiders may also feel that today's Watcher Castle may be rising, but Athens and other people who have really come into contact with Watcher Castle know very well that today's Watcher Castle does have the right to defeat the Holy Alliance and the Pantheon.

Beyond the top of the battle, low-level combat and accumulated wealth, the Watchtower is now the most powerful force.

Of course, for the Watcher's Castle where I was, it was a truly terrifying force.

But Athens and others have long been surprised by my strange behavior.

When I was in the ancient country, they still remembered some of the techniques I did when dealing with the Royal Academy.

That time became the time they missed the most, but the past was like a cigarette, and what happened next made them grow up a lot. Crick's death made them seem to have grown up a lot overnight.

He said: "What kind of talent? Ah, the messenger is a businessman in the market. He can be favored by the adults. It is also because of his bad temper that he is favored by the adults. But that person is indeed a high-quality person and has the ability of the adults." Promotion,” he said. You can do something about it in the future. "

The Athenian looked into the eyes: "You can say the best person, I want to see how good this person is."

the best?

The best can no longer describe this man's bottom line.

"Are there any other beauties in the Pantheon?"

Osama swallowed the water and rubbed the Death Banshee in her arms.

The appearance of the Death Banshee is by no means beautiful, but this image is definitely hot, and in hell and purgatory, it is absolute.

Dead banshees have no males, they live in the deepest part of purgatory, and when they need to reproduce, they go out to hunt males.

Special aphrodisiacs then multiply and eventually eat the males.

But Osa, after seeing the dead banshee, said he wanted one of them. As for what to do, Pluto takes no guesswork.

Today's sneaky attitude can be said to be a 180-degree turn, no longer as cold as before, but full of politeness, which is a bit unpleasant to say, and the slave is no different.

The whisperer wiped his hands and looked at Osa with twinkling eyes. "Lord Osa, are you willing?"

"I hear you have an army of witches in your pantheon."

"Devil Women's Army"

The whisperer was speechless, this person really didn't know whether to die, and the name of the demon army was naturally unknown in endless places.

But equally, their reputation is unknown.

They specialize in eating the semen and blood of men. Wherever they pass, a large number of men are sucked out of their semen.

It’s better to say it’s an army of demons than an army of demons.