The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

Although the Empire has regained the management rights of Wukulu Courtyard, Wuenlanga is the local boss of Wukulu Courtyard.

Wuenlanga's pantheon has long laid the foundation of faith in Wukulu Courtyard. The blood clan has indeed occupied Wukulu Courtyard, but if they want to fully develop their doctrines here, there is basically no hope without dozens or hundreds of years, and this is still under the cooperation of Wuenlanga.

Mu Hua now has no spare energy to mess around in Wukulu Courtyard. He can occupy the Undead Courtyard because it is easier there, and he can just kill a lot of people and be done with it.

To be honest, Wuenlanga is afraid that Mu Hua will mess with him, but from Mu Hua's perspective, as long as Wuenlanga doesn't make trouble with him and gives him some benefits, Mu Hua is willing to become his "own man" in a minute.

If Mu Hua wants to use Wu Enlanga to take power in Wukulu Courtyard, well, don't count on it. Wu Enlanga will not help him. There is no benefit. It may even cause the Empire to rebound. It is better not to cause new disasters.

And Mu Hua can't help Wu Enlanga to suppress the blood race here. The reason is the same as above. The benefits may not fall, and it is difficult to run away with a slut.

A complex and weird relationship. Putting aside the various things in Wukulu Courtyard, Wu Enlanga and Mu Hua became their own people under the premise of non-aggression in Wukulu Courtyard.

Mu Hua got a god-killing partner. Of course, when he wants to fight against the gods of other courtyards, Wu Enlanga will provide assistance to Mu Hua.

If he occupies someone else's territory, Wu Enlanga will also take Mu Hua along when developing faith on their territory.

And Wunlanga has an ally in Wukulu Courtyard. At the same time, he should take advantage of this courtyard. In his words, if he needs to make concessions again and again in Wukulu Courtyard, then he is still here for nothing. He should just pack up and go back to hell.

So what is the Aqua Sect, what is the God of Evolution, if you want to develop yourself, go and develop yourself.

The only help Wunlanga can provide to Mu Hua is to publicize his horror and evil as much as possible. At most, when there is a need for a god to stand out and set off his evil, Ikaros can be given some roles.

In short, faith is mine, and original sin is yours. . .

Whether it is faith or original sin, that kind of energy with a clear direction is not limited by space. In other words, even if Mu Hua leaves this courtyard, the original sin emotions caused by him will come to him by themselves.

In this regard, whether it is faith or original sin, Mu Hua is not picky now, especially when he comes to him by himself, whatever he has is what he wants, the more the better.

The blazing sun dispels the darkness and the shadow brought by the demon.

Well, okay, let's talk human language.

Mu Hua summoned Thursday to show off in the Ukuru Courtyard and took a video that was only played in the Ukuru Courtyard. After the cocktail party hosted by Webster ended, Mu Hua sent Thursday back to the Abyss Island.

With Thursday's departure, several seraphim in the Ukuru Courtyard ended their vacation and continued to work as the sun that brings light to the world.

Since the sun is out, Mu Hua, the demon, will act low-key.

Webster was busy at a cocktail party. Nick didn't care much about his image. After finding a stable job under Mu Hua, he let himself go more and more. He played like a fish in water in such occasions.

After Odysseus wandered around the guests, he stared at Mu Hua until the end of the cocktail party.

As expected, cocktail parties still have to be done secretly, without girls, the kind that can be "made up".

Otherwise, it's really boring.

The cocktail party ended and left Webster's manor. People believed that the demon god who was influenced by Wunlanga was now visiting the Angel Pool in Wunlanga's kingdom with his friends.

Well, I visited it accompanied by Wunlanga, the 'God of Creation'. . .

Located at the top of the seventh continent of the Kingdom of God, the Angel Pool controlled by Wunlanga is like a small lake surrounded by clouds and mist.

The rising mist on the lake made Mu Hua subconsciously think of the abyss. He couldn't see clearly under the clouds and mist, but the environment here was quite similar to the abyss.

In the center of the Angel Pool, there stood a statue. It was the conceptual image of the Wrathful Original Sin in hell, a statue of a red dragon with six pairs of dragon wings.

The image of a dragon, but those six pairs of dragon wings were definitely not what a dragon should have, or in other words, the dragon was not so deformed, and a pair of dragon wings covering the sky was more in line with the aesthetics of the dragon clan.

The demons couldn't tell what race he was. In hell, some demons said he was the devil, some said he was the great devil, and some said he was the master. There were many different opinions.

The more widely accepted opinion was that he represented the most primitive rage, and humans were used to calling him Samael.

"I heard that the Angel Pool was created by him? Then he should be considered the ancestor of all angels, right?" Looking at the strange dragon statue in the center of the Angel Pool, which was the core of the Angel Pool, Mu Hua asked Wu Enlanga.

"Who knows." Wu Enlanga replied, then looked around and confirmed that there were no other gods under his command except his guards and Mu Hua's group of friends who were discussing whether they could take a bath in the Angel Pool. His majestic expression was a little loose.

"Legend has it that every time an angel is created, that guy will extract a certain proportion of the power of faith from the consumption of creating the angel."

"Whether he is the ancestor of an angel or not, believe me, none of the gods who control the Angel Pool will like him." Wu Enlanga said sarcastically.

"Hey~, your origin is also an angel, right? I thought that even if you didn't believe in him, you would at least respect him." Mu Hua was surprised.

"Since I ascended the throne of God, all I have been thinking about is how to develop believers. Do you think there is anything else I can believe in?"

"In terms of respect, maybe it's more jealous than respect."

"After all, the Angel Pool has irreplaceable value, and by creating this kind of thing, he has simply gained a once-and-for-all harvester of faith," Unlanga said.

"..." Mu Hua felt a little uncomfortable. Is this guy considered sober? At this moment, Unlanga's behavior in front of Mu Hua was completely different from the way Mu Hua met him.

Normal, so normal. Normal made Mu Hua feel abnormal. He didn't look like an arrogant bastard at all.

"What? It's weird? Haha, human being, your simplicity really surprises me. There is no need to show off in front of you, it's useless anyway." Wu Enlanga chuckled.

"Tsk~, okay, I'll just assume you're complimenting me." Mu Hua shook his head and tutted. Sure enough, the gods need fools, but they themselves are not.

"The power of faith required to create an angel cannot be borrowed, and if you tell me, I don't think I can create a Seraph in the short term."

"Although you have ignited the divine fire, it is difficult for a god to develop its own faith overnight. The accumulation process is necessary. Therefore, don't want everything you see. Being too ambitious will not help develop believers."

"Also, don't take advantage of my Seraph." Unlanga mentioned Mu Hua's concern about Seraph and did not forget to warn him.

Mu Hua indeed admired Seraph. This enthusiasm had little to do with combat power. The main reason was that Seraph could pretend to be the sun in the courtyard. This embellishment could make humans feel more natural about the courtyard.

Courtyards are broken worlds. They all exist in some corner of a certain dimension. There is the universe around them, and there are also dimensional turbulences. There may be sun, moon and stars, or there may not be them.

As a courtyard controller, if you can have a seraph to watch the sun rise and set in the courtyard, you don’t need to think too much about whether some of the creatures in the courtyard that have strict lighting requirements can adapt to the courtyard environment, and whether they need to be increased or decreased by other means. Lighting and other issues.

"Don't worry, I tried using seraphs earlier. If I use them as materials for making magic life, I can only make ordinary angels." Mu Hua shook his head, and Wu Enlang grinded his teeth.

Mu Hua also wanted to hang a sun on his own abyss island to create four seasons of day and night, but using the Angel Pool to create a Seraph would cost too much, and then Mu Hua started thinking about guiding magical life.

But unfortunately, this style of angel is probably a patented product of the Angel Pool, and cannot create Seraph-style magical life. Mu Hua has no interest in harming the few treasures under Unnlanga.

"Is it okay to define this as a sacred insect? It's okay to use your name." Ignoring Icarus who was demonstrating the birth process of an angel to Vivian and the others, Mu Hua held a blue-blooded wasp with his fingers and said to Unlanga asked.

Well, the Blue-Blooded Wasp is no more tolerant of the power of faith than the Divine Fire. The energy of original sin is squeezed into the sea of ​​magic along with the magic power, and its storage is a big problem.

No, the people in the Ukuru courtyard provided Mu Hua with a lot of original sin energy. This original sin energy dissipated without a place to put it. In line with the principle of shameful waste, Mu Hua simply suppressed the color field protozoa.

"Blue-blooded wasps? Yes, but they are not allowed to enter my kingdom of God. Moreover, I want honey." Unlanga said.

Speaking of which, Mu Hua originally wanted to discuss the issue of releasing bees in Ukuru's courtyard with Unlanga.

This courtyard has a large population base, so it will naturally have color field energy. Blue-blooded wasps can reproduce normally here. If they are named as holy insects in the church, they can gain the protection and love of believers. That's even better.

You know, the ability of the blue-blooded wasp to absorb physical strength is quite valuable in combat, but Mu Hua cannot touch the color field energy, and the proliferation of the color field protozoa is flawed.

If you want to use blue-blooded wasps as a means of attack, Mu Hua's cultivation of bee colonies is much more troublesome than the original color field.

"Let your followers keep bees and give you 20% of the honey." Mu Hua said to Unlanga.

"Half." Unlanga said.

"Twenty percent, if not, I'll explain it to the vampires. I'm not in the color field, and beekeeping is better than nothing. Half? You provide me with a thousand Seraph weapons every year, and I'll give you half." Mu Hua shook his head.

"One hundred Seraph weapons." Unlanga frowned, and Mu Hua's eyes lit up.

"each year?"

"each year."

"Five hundred seraphs are armed. I don't want the honey in this courtyard." Mu Hua agreed.

"One hundred, I want half." Unlanga's eyes twitched. The honey of the Blue Blood Wasp is a good thing to restore physical strength, but Seraph weapons are not cheap.

Moreover, Unlanga is also cautious. If he takes all the honey, what if Mu Hua doesn't care about releasing the blue-blooded wasp?

"Three hundred, I guarantee that every human gathering place with more than 10,000 people will have at least one hive, and I will give you half of the honey." Apparently, Mu Hua also thought of Unlanga's concerns.

"One hundred and fifty." Unlanga hesitated.

"Wait a minute, isn't your Seraph weapon a manifestation of the power of faith?" Mu Hua seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but ask.

"Otherwise?" Unlanga said matter-of-factly.

"Five hundred, and I will give you half of the honey every year." Mu Hua changed his mind.

"Hmm?" Wu Enlanga frowned, he felt that Mu Hua was teasing him.

Mu Hua didn't say anything more, and transformed into a big devil.

Seeing Mu Hua's evil face, he held up a coconut made by transaction compensation, inserted a straw, and handed the coconut to Wu Enlanga.

Wu Enlanga's face changed, and he even took a small step back and moved away from Mu Hua.

"Fuck!" Well, the gods cursed.

The fantasy of the gods will be denied by the devil.

The power of faith is very magical, but in terms of real objects, it will be beaten by transaction compensation. . . (End of this chapter)