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Lillian also gradually felt that something was wrong, the violent coercion came from Brian's body, she could hardly believe that the man in front of her was a fourth-level warrior, judging from the breath alone, the human with the copper head far surpassed herself, she tried to resist the omnipresent pressure, but her heart had collapsed, and a sense of surrender that had to surrender arose, and finally knelt down.

Only Brian was still standing in the temple, and there was a loud bang in his head, as if his soul had broken away from **, and came to an empty and dark space, where a vague huge figure was in the distance, staring at him, and only after a long time did he make a voice: "It's actually a human being, not my believer." ”

Brian opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't make any sound, so he could only listen silently, hearing the loud sound coming from all directions, running through his soul.

"Child, even I don't know why, you can establish a soul connection with me, and things at the soul level, Mael can't understand!"

Brian's soul trembled, and he knew that the figure who called himself Mar should be the god of war that the dwarves had always worshipped.

Mar continued, "In that case, you are my spokesman in the Tula plane, and I will give you the breath of the god of war, and the dwarves will submit to your feet. ”

"The Tula plane?" Brian said in his heart, "It turns out that the plane where the Lukai continent is located is called Tula, and this name is a bit impressive, as if the Star of Tula was mentioned in Estrid's notes, what is the connection between them?"

"Hold your mind, human, and don't fall apart because of your thoughts!" Maar reminded, "and with the breath and the power you will also have a great mission." ”

"You must remember that four hundred and thirty years ago to the present, known as the harsh winter of the gods, all the gods and kings of the underworld are fleeing the fate of destruction, and they are not capable of caring for anything in any plane. "When the northwest starry sky is felt bleak, it's not that St. Ossidine, the Lord of the Stars, has lost his abilities, but that he has temporarily abandoned his conquest of all planes and devoted himself to an unprecedented divine war. ”

"St. Ossidine, Lord of the Stars, isn't he the God of Creation?"

Mal sensed Brian's soul message and replied, "Those are just his claims, he is now more powerful, and a strong person like me can only shuttle between spatial turbulences, hiding his aura in order to avoid the possibility of being destroyed by him." ”

"Damn, you're giving me the breath now, you're going to make me a substitute for the dead, and I greet all the women of your family, the god of war!" Brian thought angrily.

"How dare you scold God, stinky boy!"

"You're more shameless than me, I don't want your breath. ”

"Take it first, at least you can avoid the attack of the dwarf in front of you. ”

"Can I give it back to you after that?"

"No, it's your duty to protect the dwarves for me and make them stronger. ”

"What about the benefits, at least give some more benefits, right?"

"Let Chika take you to the Golden Lotus Holy Land, and you will comprehend the trick of the outbreak. ”

"Just send me away with a burst, no. "Brian is still haggling.

"you give Lao Tzu a serious place, it's God who is communicating with you, not buying potatoes in the vegetable market!"

"God swears, too!"

"Okay, the conversation should be over, and if we continue to talk, I may reveal my position. Remember, the Church of the Stars must not be allowed to rise again in the plane, remember!"

Another strange dream, Brian coughed, indicating that he had woken up, and saw everyone kneeling beside him, secretly glad that his disguise had succeeded. "Arise, my people. ”

Chika and Lillian felt Brian's coercion waning, so they rubbed their knees and struggled to get up, thinking that this god's pomp was so great that they made everyone kneel all morning.

Brian couldn't figure out if the dream was real, anyway, according to the dwarves' current attitude, they were more respectful to him, or took the opportunity to take advantage of him: "I am the spokesperson of the god of war Mar in the mortal world, and I declare that Chika is the new great patriarch of the dwarves of the plains." ”

"Respect the Divine Will!" the dwarves bowed down and congratulated Chika.

"Thank you, Your Excellency!" Chica knelt down again in excitement, enduring the sharp pain from the cramps in her legs.

"Let the prophet out. Brian ordered, "Patriarch Chika, you take us to the Golden Lotus Holy Land. ”

The three of them came to the outside of Maca Village, and the dwarf guards sent them a long way before they were willing to go back, and Brian saw that everyone was gone, so he took off his copper head and said with a smile: "It's so dangerous, I finally got through." ”

"Your Excellency, you are indeed our savior, and the old man is not wrong!" Chica cried with joy.

"Come on, forget it, there's no one else here, let's stop acting. Brian waved his hand.

"It's not acting, you really have the breath of a god of war in you. ”

"Yes, I damn it, you ...... Are you mistaken?" Brian rubbed himself up and down, "Let's find a place to take a shower first, I smell too much!"

"Brian, you made me kneel for a morning, and we'll settle this account later. Lillian glared at the viscount and whispered in his ear—

In the underworld, Senior's soul fire was attached to the golden bones, and the bones were twisted and deformed, but in the end, instead of becoming a hedgehog according to the new owner's wishes, he had a skeleton body, plus a pig's skull, which can be said to be a "freak". Seniors was angry, how was he good now that he was not a pig or a pig, and a remnant memory suddenly popped up in the depths of his soul, startling him.

The sky was full of heavenly fire, and the hundred-meter-thick heavenly fire fell mercilessly, scorching the earth of the underworld, and the king of the underworld, the Netherworld Knight Zefonaya, drove his own flame bone horse, and was evading the pursuit of the heavenly fire, he shouted to the sky with hatred: "St. Ossidine, you can't kill me!"

Suddenly, the Dreadlord Gregory blocked his way, and behind the Demon King was a meat grinder with no end in sight.

"The Ninth King, a traitor to the underworld?" Zephnaia roared.

"Seventh King, talk to my meat grinder. Gregory burst out laughing.

Senior's shudder, and it finally saw that the tall meat grinder rushed towards the billions of servants behind Zephnaia, and hundreds of disgusting pythons entangled the Seventh King, and his golden skull was finally eroded by the dark breath of the giant python, and the soul fire flew out and fell into the hands of the Dreadlord Lord.

"No wonder it's a pig's skull, it turns out that this golden bone has no head. Seniore lamented.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]