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"Sorry, I'm so sorry!" The little fat man hurriedly apologized to Wang Dali who was hit.

"It's okay, my name is Wang Dali, what is your name?"

"Oliver!"

"You want to learn divine art?"

"Yes!" The little fat man was extremely frustrated, and said, "It is also very difficult to learn divine art. Without seven or eight years of pious prayer, no deity would give divine grace, let alone give good divine art. I see, I have no hope!"

"Do you have money? If you do, you can sacrifice it to the gods, so you will get the grace of God!"

"God looks down on diamond coins and gold coins!"

"No, no..." Wang Dali was mysterious, leaning forward, and whispered: "It just so happens that I know an ancient god, he is in need of wealth, if you can sacrifice, you can immediately get the grace of God. If you sacrifice a lot and please the gods, you can even obtain five-star magic!"

"Really?" The little fat man was surprised, looked around, quickly pulled Wang Dali aside, and said, "Which god is it?"

"An ancient sun god named King Shizhuang!"

"Ah... this sun god is not on the seat of the temples!" The little fat man was surprised, and then was shocked, almost jumping up: "Could it be that this is a god who is about to resurrect? Oh my god, if it is so, Being able to participate in such a grand event, I might have the opportunity to become a very important servant of the gods!"

"Haha, you know that, yes, that's it, I am now raising funds everywhere, preparing to build a temple of the sun, and preparing to welcome the coming of my god!"

"Funds, I give out, I give out as much as I want!" The little fat man rushed to answer immediately.

"Oh, how much money do you have? You know, it will cost a lot to build a temple of the sun!"

"No problem, no problem at all. I inherited the family's property and built a hundred sun temples, no problem!" The little fat man hurriedly pulled Wang Dali and left.

"Where to go?"

"Of course it is to go to my house. Don’t you want to build the Temple of the Sun? Don’t have to be so troublesome. I will directly donate my manor to His Royal Highness and turn it into a Temple of the Sun. Oh, yes, there are sacrifices. I will sacrifice a lot. Diamond coins, and all kinds of magical alchemy treasures, is that enough?"

"Enough is enough!" Wang Dali was speechless, thinking that he had run into a big mallet.

"However, are you really sure that I can obtain the Five-Star Divine Art immediately?"

"Of course, of course, I'm pretty sure!"

"Haha, well, come with me!"

Oliver took Wang Dali and got on a luxurious carriage, through the bustling streets, into the wealthy area, through the beautiful scenic area, and came to a riverside territory where a beautiful large manor was quietly located.

Wang Dali saw magnificent buildings and gardens even more beautiful than the Louvre and Schönbrunn Palace.

"This manor belongs to you?"

"Of course, I am a descendant of the Hadley family, and I have inherited the title of nobility. This manor is only the property of our Hadley family in Yungang, and the property of our family is mainly in other kingdoms!" The little fat man was extremely proud. , Invite Wang Dali into the manor.

For a while, the beautiful cat-eared maid and giant guard greeted him and welcomed the little fat man into the big castle.

"What do you want to do?" Little Fatty said.

"Of course, first build an altar!" Wang Dali pointed to the rotunda in the center of the castle. The dome of the hall has a skylight, allowing the sky to penetrate, making it suitable to be a temple.

The little fat man immediately recruited a guard mage, a spell came down, and an altar was erected in the middle of the hall.

The mage left in confusion.

Wang Dali wrote the sun golden scripture spell on the altar, and the sun heart shield spell, and then branded his own sun spirit, and a standard altar was completed.

Wang Dali wrote three pages of prayers and asked the little fat man to kneel down on one knee and recite it devoutly in front of the altar.

When Wang Dali thought, the altar immediately absorbed the sky light and began to emit light, and various spells followed with a faint divine might.

"Ah... I have a reaction. I feel the majesty of the gods. Yes, it is the majesty of the gods. I have felt the majesty of the gods in other temples. This is definitely the majesty of the gods!"

The little fat man almost jumped up.

"Hurry up and sacrifice items on the stage, please the gods, and you will be able to lower the grace!" Wang Dali said immediately, f*ck, the magic of this body is too weak, fortunately the energy carried by his soul is okay, otherwise I really won't be able to get it. Come out quietly.

The little fat man immediately ordered the old servant to carry a precious box, and when he opened it, it turned out to be a box full of diamonds, each one the size of a soybean, with a shimmering light.

This is the diamond coin, the most valuable currency in the world, supervised by the Mage Guild.

In this box, I don’t know how many diamond coins there are.

Oliver, this little fat man, really is a big local tyrant!

"Not enough, not enough, come over with ten more boxes!" The little fat man gritted his teeth.

"But, little master, ten boxes of diamond coins have been able to buy a small city-state. If you let the master know that you are so lavish, I am afraid that you will be scorned again!"

"I'm not afraid. This is the legacy my mother left me. It's my business how I spend that. Even my father can't make the decision for me!" The little fat man waved his hand.

"Are you thinking about it again?"

"Don't think about it, just ten boxes, get them quickly!"

"Okay!" The old servant gave Wang Dali a thoughtful look, then turned to let the servant carry ten more boxes.

As the little fat man prayed loudly, the altar became brighter and brighter. Streams of light wrapped around the box, and diamond coins passed through the wormhole and transferred to the core of Wang Dali's heart.

This is the space of the soul, within the core of the heart.

Suddenly, a sun brand flew out of the altar and landed on the little fat man's forehead, and the sun golden scripture magic in the brand was passed to the little fat man's heart.

"The Golden Classic of the Sun?" The little fat man was overjoyed, touching his forehead, dumbfounded: "Am I the Chosen?"

"It seems... so!"

The old servant on the side was also stunned in shock. My God, your Majesty God, this is unreasonable. If you sacrifice diamond coins, you can become the chosen one?

This is simply a strange story!

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