"Ah, Seraphim?" Poor Dao was taken aback, and hurriedly said with a sad face: "Grandmother, can I not make a deal with you?"

"Well, you child, you don't have the slightest sincerity in your words!" said the grandmother, "I wonder how shrewd you are, and how flawless you are. But when acting in person, there are always flaws, even I can't fool them, let alone those old foxes, you have to correct them more in the future. ”

"Hehe, I can't act!" Poor Dao said embarrassedly: "How do you see that I am cheating?"

"Hmph, with your shrewdness, it is unlikely that you will give the benefit to your enemies!" the grandmother sneered: "Prince Sisil died at the body of the traitor you sent, and my brother stupidly thought that the gun had taken advantage of the frost sorrow, and I am afraid that what awaits him will be a bad news that he will never forget." This time, although you were shirking on the surface, but in the end you gave me the realm of the gods so happily, can I not doubt it? If you delay a little longer, I may really be deceived by you!"

"Hey, hey!" Poor Dao laughed embarrassedly. I thought depressedly, it seems that I am still not good at acting in front of people, and I must find a professional person to act for me in the future. Strangely, my grandmother seems to have a discord with the Pope, but on the surface she still works for the Holy See wholeheartedly, and this contradictory mood really makes me puzzled!

"What the hell have you done in the realm of the gods?" Grandmother asked curiously, "I just felt a little different when I brought you in!"

"How is this possible? How can I have the ability to transform an artifact? Could it be that you have been useless for many years and have forgotten your previous feelings?" Who knows what my grandmother has in mind, and if she tells the Pope the secret of my hands, won't I be in vain?

"Transform the artifact? Hmph, your father's dragon scale armor is also a sour artifact. Isn't it what you did? Hey, don't talk about it!" Grandmother said lonely: "I don't bother to care, but I want to tell you in advance, I will remind the Pope of this, as for whether he can see it, that's his business!"

"Alright, whatever you want!" said Poor Dao helplessly. After a long time of trouble, she really wanted to report to the Pope, but fortunately she didn't give her an explanation, but for her contradictory performance, I finally couldn't help but ask, so I asked strangely, "Grandmother, since you told me all the details of the Pope, why do you still want to help him? And you also told me to remind him, do you go back and tell him about exposing his old bottom to me? This seems to be not in line with the practice of pleasing both sides?"

"I'll say it!" said my grandmother seriously, "the fight between you has made me very conflicted and painful, and I want to make you both have a deep understanding of your opponents in this way, and if you have scruples about each other's great strength, you may be able to avoid a large-scale war between you!"

"That's it!" Poor Dao thought helplessly in his heart, isn't it too naïve? Magic is not a nuclear bomb, at least it is not strong enough to destroy each other, how can we stop fighting?

"Well, it's that simple, maybe I'm naïve, but it's my last effort!" said the grandmother helplessly, "What else do you want to know?" I'll tell you what I know!"

"I've heard that the Great Prophecy is good at manipulating time and space, can you know the specific form of spell?" Poor Dao hurriedly asked.

"The space spell in the Great Prophecy can allow him to freely shuttle between various planes, the Heavenly Realm, and the Demon Realm, of course, it is very laborious to shuttle to that plane. At the same time, when fighting, he can freely cast any point of spatial teleportation, and can easily dodge all-round attacks without dead ends. There are two types of spatial attack spells, Spatial Rift and Spatial Blade, both of which are almost indestructible. Only a handful of artifacts can resist it. Ah, by the way, he can still teleport people away, if he teleports you to the fire elemental realm, you can wait for the ashes!" said Grandmother with a smile.

"Really, you don't have the ability to exaggerate?" asked Poor Dao with a solemn face.

"You can ask your grandmother, who once sheltered a blasphemous Terran wanted criminal, and was beaten badly by the Pope!" said the grandmother proudly.

"I believe it was the Pope who patronized it. He has a history of demon swords!" Poor Dao sarcastically said. Grandmother was obviously deceived by the Pope, and I can't say much, and now explaining that it would only be counterproductive, so I have to pull down sarcastically.

"You!" Grandmother glared, but when she thought of the ready-made example of the demon sword, she really had nothing to say, so she had to divert the topic and continue to say to me: "The time spell of the Great Prophecy Technique is even more magical, it can make time stand still, it can also make time flow faster, and even make time go back!"

"How fast can you accelerate the flow?" Poor Dao asked, "Don't tell me that it will take decades with the flick of a finger, so he will make his opponent old and turn into ashes in a short time?"

"Not that powerful!" Grandmother laughed, "It's extremely difficult to speed up time and rewind it is the same, and it has something to do with the area of influence of the spell. However, when used in key places, what is done can definitely be called a miracle!"

"Can you give me an example?" said Poor Dao curiously, "I'm very interested in the miracle you said!"

"Well, let me tell you a story about going back in time!" "My grandmother recalled," my grandmother recalled, "and one day, when my brother and I were both twelve or thirteen years old, all the family members gathered, including my grandfather, who was then the Pope, and we met for a race and rode horses, and my brother always ran ahead of me, and in a fit of rage, I drew my sword and stabbed him in the buttocks. As a result, the horse was startled and threw him down, and then he was trampled heavily by my horse that followed closely behind!"

"The result?" asked Poor Dao curiously.

"My horse's hooves stepped on his head, hey, my brain burst on the spot!" Grandmother smiled bitterly: "I was almost stupid, such an injury, even if the twelve cardinals shot together, I thought my brother was dead!"

"But now the Pope is alive and well, is it time to go back?"

"Yes, Grandpa used time rewind on him at that time, and his brain was restored to its original state. Grandpa only went back a minute. But the price was a serious illness, and he died a few years later, and he was only ninety-eight years old when he died. Grandmother said sadly: "It can be said that grandpa's early death was completely caused by my sword, but grandpa didn't blame me, and neither did my father." Even my brother is still good to me. I, I really feel like I owe them a lot!" said her, her eyes a little red.

"Well, grandmother, it's all over, it seems that grandpa and we are not bad to you, right?" said with a wry smile. However, I have a better understanding of this great prophecy and believe in it. Combined with my Dao technique, the victory rate against him is already more than seventy percent. At least it can be undefeated.

"Of course your grandfather is good to me, what I owe him is to your father, and I have not fulfilled my responsibility as a good mother. That's why I'm in a dilemma!" Grandmother said bitterly, "I'm not telling you this to be prepared. Okay, go and kill the Pope, I just hope that his strength will deter your ambitions! Tell me, do you still have the confidence to win with such a strong Pope?"

"Grandmother, whether it's a battle or a war, strength is secondary, and wisdom is the key to victory!" said disdainfully: "No matter how strong the Pope's Great Prophecy is. I can figure out how to deal with it. So, I don't care about him at all. However, I have always been a strong advocate of peace, and if the Holy See could teach me, I would never take the initiative to cross the Mediterranean Sea and go to him for trouble!"

"All right!": "I will do my best to convince him!" But, well, since the Pope disappeared and reappeared, he has become very strange and short-tempered, and almost every day he turns over the table, not at all as steady as before. I'm so worried that he's not going to be bent over by the Otherworldly Devil. ”

"I heard, well, he has a lot of illegitimate children?" asked Poor Dao curiously, "What do you think of words?"

"Oh, no!" said the grandmother, whose face changed suddenly, and she said in horror, "There are less than five people who know about it." Even those women who have given birth don't know, you, have you bribed the top brass of the Holy See?"

Oops, Poor Dao was shocked, I didn't expect this matter to be so secretive, don't sell Forrota, so I calculated and said: "Could it be that the rumors are true, my God, the Pope's family, it's really dirty!"

"You, you dare to lie to me!" Grandmother rolled her eyes and said with a bitter smile: "I warn you, don't make a fuss about this matter, otherwise, the Pope will kill everyone who knows, even the cardinal!" After saying that, she gave me a very meaningful look, and then lifted the realm of the gods, and we appeared in the negotiation hall again.

"I'm leaving now!" Grandmother said, "Today is the general contact and intention, we have decided so, there will be a special person to sign an agreement with you in the future, you, so you know for yourself, right?" After speaking, Grandmother turned around and left, her figure was very fast, a few dodges disappeared, and she didn't even give me a chance to send it.

Poor Dao sighed, deeply worried about his grandmother's embarrassment, but the political struggle was too cruel, and it was definitely a life-and-death situation, and there was no way back at all. If I am alone, of course it doesn't matter, do poor monks still care about earthly authority? However, I have to think about my relatives at home! As soon as I retreat, they will die, so I have no choice but to ask my grandmother to be wronged!

While thinking wildly, he drew up the things left by his grandmother, and said in his heart, this time the deal is really not a loss, a god realm that has moved his hands and feet, I want to send it to the Pope. I didn't expect to be able to exchange for so many treasures, these things are not so much my grandmother's collection, but rather the stolen goods she robbed the high-ranking of the Holy See, hehe, the ancestors planted trees and the descendants enjoyed the coolness, all cheap for me!

After my grandmother left, Poor Dao put the golden troops she left behind, and Aunt Sasha's status in the future was very ambiguous, and I didn't dare to use it, so I sent it to my husband and wife, arranged to stay, and asked her to temporarily serve as my father's deputy captain of the army. Under my golden dragon order, my father had to endure it, and he also knew that he was sorry for Sasha, but he was really a human being, and he couldn't open the ink. On this continent, there is no custom that a man must marry a woman, and his father and grandfather belong to super rare goods, even in the history of the Long family, they are the only two. Now I give Aunt Sasha the Golden Dragon Order to my father, and my grandfather will not object. Mother shouldn't have a big opinion, she knows about her father and Sasha, and she hasn't objected to it, so this matter is basically logical.

My grandmother's carefully trained troops were carefully examined, and sure enough, all of them were masters, between thirty-five and sixty years old, and officially when they were in the prime of life, they counted the original hundred. My Golden Guard is nearly 1,200 in size. Hey, hey, it's just the right thing to do.

As soon as Poor Dao saw that so many masters would gather together, he almost immediately moved the idea of teaching them the formation, these people would synthesize the Tiangang Beidou Array, and then learn the two-handed Taiji Sword, and it would not be a problem to bind a few sword gods, and go to the battlefield. That's definitely a block of hundreds, invincible!

Originally, I was going to train berserkers to set up formations, but their masters are all knights, and I don't have the ability to call the earth dragon and know the formation, so I have to give up, the night elves stealing chickens and dogs are first-class, but if you really go to the battlefield, forget it. Most of the other alien races are not suitable, so they have not been able to achieve a scale, and they just trained the hundred golden guards around them. I was worried that the formation was useless, and my grandmother gave me a thousand gold warriors, hehe, I can only say that my grandmother's gift is simply too timely!

However, I don't dare to fully trust them now, and who knows if the Pope has put eyeliner in place? However, according to my guess, the probability of not getting eyeliner is zero. In the case of the suspicious personality of the birdman. The Pope, who is poisoned by the birdman's thinking, will never give up monitoring just because his grandmother is his own sister. So I have to find out who gets in the way first, and then I can teach them the real thing.

At this time, the army of craftsmen from my territory Bora also drove over, and the construction of the magic battleship has officially begun, and I originally had 50,000 sailors here, as well as the remnants of Carter's captured naval warships. Since it is only a magic array, it will not take a long time, and a thousand elven mages should be able to complete it in two or three months.

However, there were already some half-finished warships in the dock, so after they were finished, the dozens of new warships of all sizes should also be completed. In addition, the ironclad ship of Goss also needs to use a lot of mages to help, so a thousand mages may not be enough, so I had to write to my grandmother urgently for help.

Poor Dao roughly estimated, with the current speed of shipbuilding, in less than half a year, hundreds of large and medium-sized magic warships will be born, plus other small ordinary warships, I can arm a navy of more than 100,000 people, enough to compete with the Holy See Navy, relying on the strength of the magic warship can completely suppress the Holy See. Of course, the premise is that the three empires don't come out to make trouble, although the excellent magic warships make us not afraid of naval battles with them, but after all, they have a huge advantage in numbers, once they fight, everyone will lose a lot, then the gains outweigh the losses.

With the navy, it was logical that Poor Dao began to consider sending a more intelligent commander to the newly formed navy. At this time, after His Majesty the King of Dahan received the report on my formation of the navy, he was obviously not satisfied with the practice of cutting first and then playing, but the form was pressing, and he could only admit it, but he sent someone to appoint a royal family to lead the navy. Well, this, it seems that the poor road doesn't have the habit of working for others?

This idiot really doesn't pick it up, and I'm too lazy to pay attention to him now. Now I'm very busy, and when this place stabilizes a little, I'll go back to the royal capital at once, and I'll have to explain to my mother about my father and Aunt Sasha. The garbage of Ishihara's house needs to be cleaned up, and I don't feel at ease with the two princesses, so I want to take a good look at how they are doing to protect them now. Now there is one more thing, and that is to discuss the future direction of the country with His Majesty the King by the way.

I mean, ask him to abolish the Cult of Light and establish the Cult of Nature as a national player, and I will just charge him less taxes. Quack, it's really feng shui in turn, and it's finally time for me to collect his taxes. There is also a key issue, and that is my relationship with the king, well, that's the most troublesome thing.

Poor Dao now has a heavy army, and he always acts without giving face to the king, coupled with my previous convictions, it can be said that he is deeply suspicious of the king. I assert that he is now living in fear, and if I rebel, hehe, the big man will wait to change his surname to Long! Although they did not say it explicitly, their flattering tone fully showed their intention to surrender to me. The Ishihara family didn't believe it, because they themselves understood that the hatred between them and me was too great, and surrendering to me was also a death.