Yesterday was also an emergency, I really don't know that I will return to the door the next day, in the past, it was 3 days to return to the door, but now I will return the next day to save time or something. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBecause of the marriage, the sister's family quarreled with their own.,That is, my aunt and my uncle's house were unhappy.,Back to the door and put it in my house.,I really don't know.,I didn't know until the end.。 Because at home, there is no need to drive, and there are not many people who can drink at home, so I went up, and the first glass of two taels of white wine was half of the whole person in a mouthful, and I drank more than a pound one after another, and returned home with the greatest perseverance to lie down on the bed, and then I was unconscious, and when I woke up, it was noon today.

I'm sorry!!

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"God the Father is here!"

The believers wept with joy bowed their heads deeply, their foreheads lightly against the white jade-like ground, and praised the greatness of God the Father from the bottom of their hearts. I don't know who raised the head, but the solemn but not very serious chant suddenly sounded, and the high song was full of people's worship and reverence for the Father, as well as incomparable fanaticism.

Every holy flame took away a large number of the dead, and the red-haired girl's face was extremely ugly, and she never seemed to hide her thoughts in her heart, but put them on her face. Gazing hatefully into the distance beyond the reach of mortals, she grabbed the ninth bone in the bone dragon's spine and pulled it back with force. The bone dragon roared and spewed out a cloud of gray dead air, blocking a flame that was about to fall on them, turned and fluttered twice, waving the dry bones without wing membranes, and quickly left.

Holy flames, the red-haired girl was not afraid, she was afraid of the divine power that suppressed her power.

This power was majestic and full of majesty, and before it was approaching, it suppressed the fire of her soul, and those ordinary dead did not even have the ability to move under this divine power. This kind of divine power of intensity, the red-haired girl had only experienced in those god kings and top main gods, and this was not an enemy she could fight against at all.

The departure of the leader of the Legion of the Dead made the deceased seem to have lost their purpose all of a sudden, and some of the dead who were not suppressed by the divine power farther away suddenly quickly evacuated in the opposite direction, and in just a few minutes, the entire surroundings of Sunset City returned to its former tranquility.

The only thing that makes people feel sorry is that the land that has been polluted by the breath of the dead has lost its life, and has become charred and black, full of the power of death in despair.

A phantasm flashed rapidly from afar, growing larger and larger until it landed above Sunset City. The holy flame between heaven and earth had dissipated, and he was shrouded in light, revealing only a pair of golden pupils, constantly scanning the whole world.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance, and the apostles sensed an extremely faint fluctuation of holy power, but they were confused.

He landed in the middle of the square, and with a wave of his hand, a stream of white light suddenly erupted, affecting the entire plain. These white lights fell like nectar, on people, on plants, on the earth. The polluted black dead ground slowly faded, restoring its original color. The withered plants gradually stood upright, and a little emerald green stubbornly crawled out of the dark gray. Some small animals with scorched faces and lost their lives suddenly staggered up on their legs, opened their confused eyes wide, and quickly hid in the depths of the dense weeds.

The wounded were healed, the dying were treated, and the black and white world became colorful again.

This is the magic of the word that can only be performed by the gods, and the power of the Makush Nian, also known as the resurrection of the word, is one of the top word techniques, second only to the Holy Word of the Scourge in terms of power.

A steady stream of wish power quickly poured into Father's body in a way that mortals and most gods could not see, replenishing the strength he and Rosie had lost in the spiritual struggle, and after glancing at the direction from afar, sensing Rosie's breath that was getting weaker and weaker, Father finally closed his eyes. The white light was gone, leaving only a shrunken statue.

On the other side, Rosie took a break and went to look for Yarez as soon as possible. He had a special sense that Yarez was not in good shape. If it weren't for the fierce battles and large-scale consumption of holy power all day long, the holy power instilled by Rosie in him could still maintain the body composed of holy power from collapsing, and even have some surplus. However, in the past year, he has already experienced more than a dozen battles, perhaps because he knows that Rossi can't leave, and Yarez has been on the run.

He couldn't help but escape, the pursuit of the dead, the pursuit of some secondary gods had already made him embarrassed by the pursuit of heroes. If it weren't for the fact that there was not much consumption in the state of pure holy power, maybe he would have been killed a long time ago.

The world is too dangerous, and there are too many things that can threaten him.

Fortunately, he still successfully completed the task that Rosie had instructed him to do, and found the clues to the remaining holy weapons.

Clouds and rain do not simply refer to two forms, but to grace and might, which he had an epiphany in the Inquisition. He is a soul body himself, and he has been instilled with a large amount of holy power by Rossi, and he has a stronger perception of the soul and immaterial than the existence of a complete flesh and blood body. But because of this, he touched certain laws, causing some powerful beings to start hunting him down.

In fact, he can be regarded as taking the blame for the will of the universe, but those who hunt him down will not honestly listen to his justification, and only by killing him can they calm their anger.

In the past year, the changes in the law have become clearer and clearer, and many gods have actually begun to drop the ranks, and the most dropped are the lower gods and a small number of middle gods who have a stronger need for the law, and often directly fall into the secondary gods. And the secondary gods are even more miserable, the changes in the law make them empty of divine power but lose their power, and become unlucky people who have empty power but can't use it. It just so happened that at this time, Ares broke through some kind of barrier, making him look more like the embodiment of "some kind of power".

The gods, who have a strong desire for strength and regain their strength, naturally take him as a prey.

When Rossi found him, he was under siege by five unlucky people who possessed the power of the lower and lower gods, but could not wield any powers related to the law. These gods have lost their control and perception of the law, and can only blast out the divine source power in the most primitive and unartistic way. Clusters of divine power that were so strong that they were visible to the naked eye formed a shock in the air, and quickly blasted towards Areth. Ares could only dodge in the gaps, occasionally being bombarded, and his body was torn apart and gathered together at the same time, making the unlucky ones even more greedy.

As if sensing the presence of light nearby, Aarez used the light escape again in embarrassment, and instantly appeared in the extreme distance.

Chasing Ares's breath, the five unlucky ones also chased after him.