"Oh, oh, His Majesty the Emperor of the Delen Empire is here, welcome, welcome!"

Gatekeeper Seven raised an arm and greeted Margaret III.

He was dusty, as if there was a layer of mucus on the loach's body, and a ...... appeared on his wet, slimy face. A polite smile.

"Although it is uninvited, but with your character, this kind of thing, you do it."

Margrethe III strode into the hall.

Her knife-like gaze swept over the crowd in the hall.

Gatekeeper No. 7, Qingque, Qiao Xuan, a few old eunuchs standing aside, and Qiao, who was 'calm and calm'.

Eventually, her eyes were fixed on Gatekeeper Seven.

His breath, his looks, his strange complexion, and the kind of vagueness in him, the arrogance and confidence of being on top of him, not taking anything seriously.

In particular, the vicissitudes and stale atmosphere unique to him after a long period of baptism.

"Looks like there's a great old fellow on my turf," Margaret III said politely.......

"It's just that it's a little sneaky. Joe is my great-grandson, you see him in private, is there anything unsavvy to discuss? Margrethe III strode over to the long table by the window, and sat down heavily across from Gatekeeper Seven.

Gatekeeper Seven smiled, and he forked a small veal steak and stuffed it into his mouth unhurriedly.

"Sneaky? Something unsightly? Gatekeeper Seven smiled and shook his head: "I don't like this kind of talk very much...... However, consider your knowledge and experience, and your narrow limitations. ”

Gatekeeper Seven shrugged his shoulders, and as he munched on the tender and juicy veal, he said slowly, "You regard the Delenian Empire, or rather, Medland, as something important. Because of my presence, you think that your territory, your interests, your people, your courtiers, ......"

"Those so-called aristocrats, the so-called elites, the so-called elites...... Because of my presence, you intuitively feel that they may be threatened. ”

"Even, Qiao Xuan's appearance makes you and the people around you feel threatened."

"The emperor of the vast imperial dynasty from the Eastern Continent will make you feel threatened, as a matter of course...... So, when Joe is summoned, you can't wait to break in. ”

"I can understand this behavior...... The weak, as well as those who have no knowledge, will always feel that someone will spy on those few jingling steel hammers in their pockets! ”

The words of Gatekeeper Seven are equally mean and unforgiving.

Margrethe III smiled, and she grabbed a bunch of dark purple translucent crystal grapes, picked two grapes and put them in her mouth.

The sweet juice exploded in his mouth, and Margrethe III's eyes lit up, and she said approvingly: "It's good, it's the most delicious grape I've ever tasted." ”

Gatekeeper Seven smiled and nodded: "This is a matter of course, these grapes, from the Holy Land of Ayr. ”

Margrethe III glanced up at the sky.

It was during the day, and there were clouds covering the sky, making it impossible to see the moon, let alone the El Sanctuary that streaked past the surface of the moon from time to time.

Jo walked over to Margaret III and stood quietly behind her.

Compared with Qiao Xuan, the maternal grandfather who suddenly appeared, Qiao is naturally closer to Margaret III psychologically and from a standpoint.

Not to mention, the janitor Seven, who had just appeared with four arms, was full of malice towards him with crimson instincts.

Gatekeeper No. 7 glanced at Qiao Xuan with interest.

Qiao Xuan's face darkened slightly, and he didn't say anything.

Margrethe III put down the grapes in her hand and said in a deep voice: "It's really remarkable, those so-called astrologers, so-called astronomers, so-called religious forbearers in Medland, when they were still arguing about what that little black dot was, you actually got these things from above......

"No wonder, you say, we're poor guys with only a few steel hammers in our pockets!"

Margaret III frowned, and she sighed lightly: "Indeed, you were able to come up with such a magical potion, and you were able to solve the biggest soul splitting problem faced by the Hydra bloodline, allowing me to successfully break through to the eleventh-order god realm!" ”

She kept nodding: "That's right, compared to you and the forces you represent, we do seem to be a bunch of poor hillbillies who have never seen the world. ”

Gatekeeper Seven smiled: "This is not surprising, when you called the thirty-seventh year of the Medland Glory Calendar, we decided to abandon Medland and withdraw all the high-level to the Eastern Continent, which decided that you who are struggling again in the ruins of civilization and rebuilding civilization will not know too much of the truth." ”

"The truth?" Margaret III stared at Gatekeeper Seven with a dazzling look in her eyes: "Including those mutilated sequence potions from Dabashan and other countries?" ”

Gatekeeper Seven forked another veal steak.

"Of course...... Where do you think the Three Seas and Seven Veins cultivation system came from? Where do you think the breathing method that corresponds to various sequences of elixirs and various bloodline powers comes from? Where do you think the formula for the original sequence of potions came from? ”

The janitor seven munched on the veal steak quickly, and he used the knife in his hand to gently point at Margaret III.

"Everything comes from us, from truth, from absolute knowledge, from the origin and origin of all things, from Al!"

"I'm the El Thirty-Three Gatekeeper, member seven."

"I'm here on behalf of Al."

"I'm here to help you fools, who are immersed in the glory of hypocrisy and their insignificant achievements, and solve the trouble you have provoked!"

"By the way, clean up some of the rotten and deteriorated parts of El's body."

Gatekeeper Seven put down his knife and fork.

He clasped his hands to his chest, and with the other hand holding the glass, he poured a large sip of wine into his mouth.

"Al, the guardian of this world."

"We, coming from the Age of Mythology, we have directly led to the demise of the Age of Mythology, we have gone through a long Golden Age, Silver Age, Bronze Age, Black Iron Age...... In the end, at the cost of the collapse of the civilization of Medland, we will take the archaic, anachronistic, the ancient gods that only bring trouble and do not need to exist......"

"We defeated Them, sealed Them, and exiled Them......"

"Beyond the endless void, they sleep, they decay, and they can no longer cause any trouble to Medelán!"

"But, because of your indiscriminate toss...... Because of your recklessness...... In addition, some self-righteous careerists have used some undesirable forces...... You're in trouble. ”

"Those damn guys are back."

"Well, it's just us...... Save this side of the world again. ”

Gatekeeper Seven nodded to Margaret III and Joe very reservedly: "Do you understand enough of my words?" Is it clear enough? Is it shocking enough? Is it enough to make you grateful to Dade? ”

"That's just the way it is."

"El, live behind the scenes, guarding Medland...... We are the true guardians of this world! ”

"Therefore, you do not need to speculate on what we are doing with your careful mind."

"It's enough for you to cooperate with our actions and follow my script."