"Lierla, it's you!" Seeing the goddess of joy who had helped him in the exercise of his priesthood during his fall, Waukin smiled with a light-hearted face.

"You haven't answered me yet! Why not take back the priesthood of Scientakor?! "Although the kind of uncle of Sandakor is not his favorite one, everyone has formed one because of common interests, and if he can strip his priesthood from Morey's body, maybe he can resurrect Sandakor, which is good for everyone.

Lierla is not good at fighting, and her hardcore ally is Miriel (the god of singing), who is also a soy sauce being as you know by the name.

In such a harsh survival environment as the Betch world, the two have always had a lot of pressure to survive, and their priesthood needs a stable environment, which is exactly what the Betch world lacks.

So the two gods huddled together to keep warm, trying to maintain their priesthood.

But this is not enough, if they really start a divine war, they also need a combat power that can be hard and stable head-on, so that Shandakore, who once reached a medium divine power, has entered their sight.

Therefore, even though there was some friction with Workin because of the relationship between believers, Lierla did not break away from the small group formed by Workin, but carefully maintained this small group.

This time the fall of Sandakor hit Lierla the hardest, so he has been actively trying to resurrect Sandakor, and this time the test object used to test whether Morey has a Scientakor priesthood hidden in his body - the [Wind Rider Slate] is provided by Lierla.

"Lierla, even if I strip the priesthood fragment from that young man's body, will it still be Sandakol who will be resurrected from that priesthood fragment? That's just a poor creature who thinks he's Sandakor! In fact, when Wauquin saw Morey, he understood that Sandakor had completely disappeared from this world, otherwise with the familiarity of Sandakor and himself, why would he be so restrained, and their communication did not need to be like that of mortals, just a look.

"That can't be cheapened for nothing, a tablet of destiny, I can create a god if I give it words!" Liera was indignant, still feeling that she had missed an opportunity to strengthen her own strength.

"Lilla, Shar and Rose have been looking for the one who stole them! You don't want them to go to your kingdom, do you? "Workin has a headache, why is the obviously very smart little girl stupid at this time?

At the thought of those two vicious women attacking her kingdom of God, Li Erla, who was already a god, couldn't help but shudder.

"Humph!"

After a cold snort, Lierla, who felt that she had lost face, had disappeared into Workin's palace.

"Hey, it's finally messed up!"

Seeing Li'erla leave, Wokin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He actually only said half of the reason just now, but he buried half of it deep in his heart, even in his own kingdom of God, he didn't dare to reveal half a word to Li'er.

In the empty palace, Waujin sat quietly on the throne, his thoughts gradually calmed down, and the valve of memory was opened.

Many years ago, Waujin was imprisoned for some reason and plunged into darkness. During the time He had fallen into darkness, he had also thought about saving himself, and it was ridiculous to say that as a deity, He prayed for mercy and help from a higher being, just as a mortal would in a desperate situation.

I don't know how long later, on an ordinary night of her numb routine call for help, he suddenly sensed a powerful being watching him, and just the perception of divine thoughts pressed him to the ground, not daring to move in the slightest.

Shen Nian looked at her unscrupulously, like looking at a piece of meat on a cutting board, picking and picking the fat and thin, carefully observing, and then left, as disdainful as he disliked the quality of the goods.

Although the powerful being did not respond to Workin's prayers, he succeeded in restoring hope to Wokin to the moment of darkness.

But the scene of lying on the ground that night without daring to tremble in the slightest has been deeply seared into his heart, even now that Waujin recalls, in addition to that trace of humiliation, there is only jealousy and fear. That being, whether it is facing the depraved self or the self that seems to be developing well now, killing oneself is as easy as a person pinching a worm to death.

And she faintly felt a trace of the adult's breath in Morey's body.

That's why Waujin didn't dare to do anything to Morey, and even deliberately showed his kindness in front of his servants.

"Rose and Shar are two vicious women who don't know what kind of existence they have provoked!" The thought of those two seemingly shrewd women being secretly targeted by that powerful existence made Workin's heart suddenly blossom.

What could be happier than seeing one's enemies, and two women who are stronger than themselves?

......

Emerald City, North End, Manor.

"Lord Deria, what are you doing here?"

Looking at the room of open gold coin boxes in front of him, Morey was a little confused. This has just been invested, and there is a backlash, isn't there such a thing as illegal fundraising in Betsy World?

"Don't call me an adult, I'm a few years older than you, just call me sister!"

Delia smiled and did not explain, but insisted that Morey change the title to "sister". She is not blind in her eyes, and the goddess has a good impression of Morey, but she can see it clearly.

As a priest who can flatter the gods and can make a difference in an instant, why doesn't Delia, who is close to the water, hurry up and get into the relationship?

"Delia, Sister Deria."

Morey stumbled over his mouth, but he finally called out the new name.

"Hey!"

Delia smiled even more happily, and the distance between the two became closer.

"Sister Deliya, what are you giving me so many gold coins for? Didn't you say that the 220,000 gold coins were counted as sacrifices to the goddess? ”

It's the hardest thing to say anything, and after you open it, it's much more casual.

"This one! It's all apologies from those treacherous guys, what a heavy portion! The two were pulled in because of the title of "sister", and Delia didn't have so many twists and turns when she spoke.

These wealthy businessmen have offended Delia to death, if it weren't for Delia still being sensible, those Knights of the Templars would turn around and clean up these profiteers, anyway, they all have murders under their hands, and one will be right.

It's just that now Emerald City needs stability the most, and Di Liya let them go, but if you don't peel off their skin, how can you be worthy of Di Liya's fear.

A legendary professional, being teased by you businessmen, is simply the opposite!

It's also cheap, Di Liya personally beats it, but these merchants look relieved, and they give gifts to this manor, and they are happy, asking for 10,000 to 20,000, and asking the shop to send it together with the man's contract.

Piles of wealth flowed into the manor where Pragg had been, and even the wages of the coachmen and laborers of the Emerald City had risen several times.

"These guys' things are naturally counted as my income, according to the previous agreement, one and a half, you can't take away those shops and sea boats or anything, I will exchange them for gold coins for you, and they are all here!"

After Dilia finished speaking, she handed over a thick ledger, and Morey underestimated the weight and almost didn't hold it.

Looking at the dense small characters on it, Morey's head was big for a while, and he quickly turned to the end, a total of three hundred and thirty thousand one hundred and forty-eight gold coins, with zero and whole.

"I've read it, is there anything wrong with the ledger?"

"All right, all right!"

Morey didn't believe that Delia would lie to him about it, or he wouldn't have told him about it. The gifts given to Di Liya by others are not considered to be the income of the Emerald City according to normal terms, and Di Liya's move is suspected of winning over herself, so she will not do this kind of deceptive action.

In fact, Delia even wanted to give everything to Morey, but for fear of scaring him, she felt that she was plotting something for his life, so she gave up.

After this incident, the relationship between the two became more intimate, and Morey even had lunch with Delia, during which he smiled and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

"Young Master, shall we go back now?" Balta was a little reluctant to see those passionate girls in Emerald City, and there were no more charming girls in Red Leaf City, where there were all aunts with thick arms and waists.

There are a lot of charming maids in the City Lord's Mansion, but Balta wants to live a few more years and doesn't want to be sent to see Lady Chennie (the goddess of love and goodness) so early.

"Goude, if you go and urge our Iron Golem again, why do we not take the goods at the specified time, it will be counted as automatic abandonment, and the deposit will be counted as compensation? Tell them to send my things to Red Leaf City quickly, or don't even think about driving in Emerald City! ”

I am now in Mo Bancheng, are those black market merchants crazy and dare to hack their own things?

"Yes, young master!" Goude smiled and replied with a smile.

Morey's heroic achievements in the temple square that day were all blown up by the warriors of Red Leaf City when he returned. What is the bombardment of the city lord, the sword beheading, the slaughter of gods here, the pile of gold mountains there, the bragging is the spit flying, and the people left behind listen to it with a dry mouth and swallowing.

The resentful look at Goude made him feel that he was simply guilty of making them miss the war of the century by escorting him back.

But after squeezing out the water, Gourd still found it hard to believe. An intermediate mage can already intervene in a battle at this level, so when he is a senior mage, wouldn't he have to help the gods go to the god war?

Predicting Morey's huge development potential in the future, Gou De took over the post of tax official of Red Leaf City, vowing to build a prosperous and powerful Red Leaf City.

"Okay, hurry up, we must leave tomorrow! Well? Balta, what did you just say? ”

Morey looked at Balta with a puzzled expression.

"No, nothing, hehe!"