The Modern Age of the Mysterious

"Retreat!" Shawn shouted while controlling the Laughing Man.

But the attack of the mysterious gentleman's party has already let go. The three of them each used their own powerful divine arts, and apparently after thousands of exercises, they were able to combine the three different divine arts together. Obviously, this is a super magic technique they are proud of, and it is no wonder that they think they can kill the enemy in an instant.

Sometimes, having a sharp weapon is not always a good thing.

Turning his head, Phipedis, the **** of wine, just smiled. He turned the glass in his hand, and time seemed to slow down in front of him.

He smiled like this—Gods look at people's "magic arts", I am afraid they will always laugh.

"Dignified guests, what kind of wine did you bring me?" He turned around, and the magic combination of strikes radiated a huge light in front of his eyes, but he just pressed the mouth of the green wine glass against the light, and only Seeing a splendid white light reflected on his face, his smile turned pale.

After the light passed, Philipdis' alcoholic godhead was unscathed. He turned the wine glass gently, and he could see that there was still the white light of wine in it.

He stared at the cup with a fascinated smile. Then he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

In front of the three stunned explorers, he exhaled a long breath with the smell of wine: "It's a good single malt whisky...

"The only regret is that the age is not enough. It seems to be a new wine that has only been aged for two years."

The strongest blow was turned into a small half glass of whisky for no reason. No matter how powerful the explorer is, I am afraid that there will be huge doubts - is it possible to defeat such a thing?

Usually, people can only understand the difference in the level of power after facing despair. Only then did the three of them know they were going to escape, so they cheered up and wanted to retreat to the rear.

"Since the distinguished guest has prepared such a good wine, how can I not return the favor?"

Including the mysterious gentleman, the three of them mustered their strength to retreat, but they just stayed in place - the space was stretched by their escape steps, and the **** of wine, Phipedis, decided where they were, and they had to be where they were. Your will has nothing to do with your actions.

The scene around him changed, and Philipdis was no longer a scruffy young man in his winery garb. He was now dressed in the fine linen robes of the Wynman period, lounging on his luxurious silk cushions like a king. Lie down in your own palace. Surrounded by beauties in his palace and laughing jesters.

"Welcome to this banquet," the king raised the golden cup inlaid with gems, "I have prepared a unique surprise for you!"

Saying so, he waved his arms. The three inquirers who could not escape heard a voice above their heads and looked up—

A huge gate above his head suddenly opened, and a bright red suddenly fell, like a red glow that was still burning suddenly fell from the sky.

There are countless roses.

The debauched king prepared countless roses for the banquet.

"It took thousands of people a morning to pick these..." Amid the exclamations of the guests who saw such a stunning view, the Bacchus happily drank the wine in the glass, "It's only for this moment to fall!"

The mysterious gentleman was in front of an endless red, and he could smell the moist smell unique to flowers. However, the aura was so strong that it made him a little dizzy.

He shouted, but the endless roses seemed to absorb his shouts. He always thought that there would be an end to the falling of flowers, but found that the roses prepared by the king for them seemed to be endless...

They were buried by flowers, unable to move or breathe. Even if they were struggling to escape, it was like falling into quicksand or a swamp, but the deeper they fell...

Bill, who was standing outside the realm, opened his eyes. After witnessing Yiyuan in exchange for strength, and after entering Tarot's realm of spring, he thought he had seen enough absurd and crazy scenes, but he didn't expect that there would be even more amazing things in front of him. things happen.

Although he didn't know much about myths and occultism, even he had seen the scene in front of him. It was a famous oil painting called The Rose of Elagabalus.

The debauched monarch Elagabalus prepared a lot of roses at the banquet and put them down at the moment when the guests arrived, and the falling flowers crushed the guests to death.

Bill never imagined that he would see "The Rose of Elagabalus" live in front of him in his lifetime.

Seeing that the three explorers were buried by roses and died like this, although the flame of revenge was still burning in the depths of his soul, he still felt the trembling. Mortals cannot comprehend the trembling of the gods.

The king threw the golden cup, and the golden cup fell on the marble floor with a loud sound. He stepped out of his former incarnation and returned to the winery.

The three explorers collapsed to the ground and lost their breath. In order to stabilize Bill, who was about to fall into madness, Sleepless Midnight quickly cut off Bill's sight with his palm, and the psychic substance glowing orange in his palm went straight into Bill's mind, trying to calm the miniature storm that occurred there.

The red eyes blinked. They looked at the remaining four explorers present. There was no wave in his eyes, as if he had glanced at a row of empty wine bottles.

In the end, his eyes stayed on the faceless man. King-level aura is completely different from Queen's.

"Banquet...Which banquet should I choose?..." The drunk young man began to mutter again, dancing, as if he was dancing a weird dance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ what happened to him The changes are startling. Philipides' clothing decoration and the surrounding scenery are constantly changing, all of which are extravagant, intoxicated, and lewd.

He seems to have appeared in the image of human beings again and again in history, creating many extravagant scenes and stories...

The wine that fills the pool, the hundred dancers who have nothing to hide, the debauched dance party with masks, the bonfires burning in the sky, the people drinking wine to the sound of drums...

Like a FM radio, he was choosing a banquet for Sean and his party. A flawless banquet.

"I see!" The godhead, who had already gone mad, suddenly stopped. The costumes and scenes didn't seem to react, and they were still changing. "I see..."

He held a finger high, and then the clothes and the scene slowly stopped and stopped.

It is a primitive animal skin clothing, with olive leaves on the ears. Surrounded by the scene of the forest, a bonfire danced vaguely in the distance, and there were sounds of singing and dancing in the distance.

The spirits and gods in the forest, humans and animals, gather together for what.

His eyes were confused, he looked at the starry sky in the north, and whispered a name in his mouth: "Adene... Adene!"

There are seven stars shining in the northern starry sky.

The faces of the smiling people became more and more solemn.

The young man's crazy red eyes widened, he opened his hands wide, and shouted in an irresistible tone:

"Welcome to everyone, the wedding of the **** of wine!"

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