Huang Laoxie did not make it to the New World, and on the way to the New World, the repulsion of this world towards him was gradually increasing, no matter what principle this world was based on in the first place, it obviously did not support a true god to walk directly in it.

The main reason why Huang Laoxie has not been completely excluded from this world is because he has not fully accepted the gift of the identity of the god of war, Kampas, his strength has not yet recovered to its previous strength, and his mental state has not yet transformed from a mortal to a god.

But this process is obviously irreversible, Huang Laoxie can feel his strength increasing almost every moment, the authority that once belonged to the gods is returning little by little, and those chaotic prayers are gradually smoothed out.

Huang Laoxie felt as if he was schizophrenia, a more efficient and rational consciousness modeled after him was gradually taking shape in his mind, and he inherited all his ways of thinking, responding to the prayers of the believers one by one.

When Huang Laoxie concentrates on listening to those prayers, he completely takes over that consciousness, but both he and He apply Huang Shiren's own mode of thinking when answering the prayers of believers.

They were equally disgusted with those who tried to get something for nothing, and the god of war gave them nothing but anger and a strong slap in the face of a nearby priest.

In fact, Huang Laoxie has gradually become fond of this ability, for example, in the past few minutes, he has found more than ten prayer people he doesn't like, most of these people are new believers, although their mouths are all words such as the greatness of the god of war, but their hearts are dark.

Huang Laoxie directly issued an oracle to the nearby God of War priests and slapped them with a big mouth.

For these priests, who rarely received direct oracles from the god of war, such an honor made them so excited that they slapped themselves with reverent expressions and slapped the teeth of the new believers who were pretending to pray.

No one doubted that these priests who believed in the god of war were not strong enough, they just looked like a green-skinned man with impure colors, for the believers of the god of war, muscle is virtue, and strength is a sign of piety.

"Boss Kampas is so energetic these days, Ge Laozi, I have to pay attention to my prayers in the future." The prayer full of Richard's personal characteristics still echoed in Huang Laoxi's ears with a loud voice far beyond others: "Otherwise, you see what your shortcomings are above, I will have someone burn it for you tomorrow, don't be polite to me." ”

For the first time, Huang Laoxie felt that he had met an opponent in terms of talking harshly, if it weren't for the fact that the reckless man was really a little angry with him, he really wanted to send down a few oracles for him to fan himself.

"Young new god, you can't go on." Suddenly, a somewhat shrill female voice appeared, instantly dispelling all prayers.

Huang Laoxie stopped in mid-air, looking left and right, and his intuition told him that this was another god talking to him, which was a kind of spiritual communication, but his physical habits made him still habitually observe left and right with his eyes.

The female voice seemed to be quite understanding, and a golden humanoid phantom appeared in front of Huang Laoxi, a young and beautiful slender woman, with long bright golden hair, and her eyes were like two dissolved golden balls.

She wore a robe adorned with various gems and precious metal sequins, a cloak strung with gold coins, a belt made of gold, and a pair of gold boots encrusted with large pearls on her feet.

The whole person exuded a luxurious and bright look from the inside out, so much so that Huang Laoxie had to avoid his eyes.

"Waukin?" Huang Laoxie asked with some uncertainty, the memory left by Kampas told him that this was the most commonly used image of the goddess of wealth, Wokin, but usually ignoring or even despising a god was still a little different from seeing a god with his own eyes.

"That's right, it seems that Camppass has taught you a lot." The goddess Waujin cocked her fingers and smiled.

"Let's talk about it first, I will never apologize for burning your temple and robbing your gold coins before." Huang Laoxie took out his semi-automatic musket and began to load: "If you want to find a place back now, you can accompany you at any time." ”

The musket was quickly plated with a layer of blood-red brilliance in Huang Laoxi's hand, and a large number of simple and sharp lines were wound around the barrel, making it look quite fierce, but until this musket began to burn spontaneously, Huang Laoxie didn't notice this.

"Trouble with you?" The goddess Waujin laughed again: "How is it possible, I won't trouble you because of those trivial things in the mortal world, God of War." ”

"When you were mortal, it was one thing, and now, it's another." Lady Workin waved her hand, as if all the previous conflicts were in the past: "The only reason I came to you is that I am a god, and no one but me can teach you some unspoken rules among gods." ”

"Unspoken rules?" A wicked smile hung on Huang Laoxi's face: "Do I understand that unspoken rule or is it some kind of code word between you?" Do I need to take off my pants first? ”

"You're still as vulgar as ever." Lady Workin put away her smile and looked at Huang Laoxie coldly: "The Lord of Dawn is assimilating towards the rules themselves, he doesn't have the time or energy to deal with your problems, and the other gods even have a problem maintaining their own existence, only I will take care of you for the sake of the past relationship, don't exhaust my patience." ”

Huang Laoxie put away his hippie smile and made a deferential expression: "Then please, this noble lady say something." ”

"First of all, you can't enter the New World, we have made an agreement with the Witch King, if you enter the New World, I'm afraid you will be pushed out of this world immediately." "Second, you should cherish your time in this world and not waste it," said Ms. Waukin, "which is a rare opportunity for any god. ”

"Finally, if you think about it, the world and time will be restarted, but the gods will always be spared." Ms. Workin said solemnly to Huang Laoxi: "If I were you, I should pave the way for the next reincarnation now." ”

"The reincarnation of bullshit, I don't plan to do it again." Huang Laoxie muttered in his heart and asked back, "Then do you have anything to advise?" ”

"Of course, I wouldn't have been here." Ms. Workin said softly, "That's to learn to compromise." ”