In February in the British Empire, it was already very cold, for these people who came to pay homage to Arthur Leah, there were still several fireplaces in the mourning hall, which was very warm, after all, not everyone was capable, and not lighting the fireplace in winter was definitely the rhythm of looking for death.

But when Osiris, dressed in a black cloak and holding a scythe, appeared, the temperature of the whole room dropped a lot, and the people with poor physical fitness couldn't help but sneeze a few times, and even involuntarily contracted their bodies, but even so, these people were extremely lucky.

Because since the establishment of the world of Faeron and the perfection of the rules, the seven goddesses under the world tree have not been together for a long time, especially after the father god Peter Pan Gu left the world of Faerun, it can be said that they have not been in contact for thousands of years, and this time in the mourning hall of the palace of a small country in the world of Faerun, there were three true gods.

Compared to Yulia's knees, Don Quixote knelt down on one knee in front of Osiris, "The great goddess Osiris, two of my friends died, and I was very sad, so my throat was a little inflamed, and then a mouthful of phlegm was produced in it, and then I felt an itchy throat, and then I coughed, and then I spit out the phlegm, and then I accidentally flew onto the skirt of the equally great goddess Hera, and then she tried to kill me, and that's about it." ”

"Oh," Osiris nodded, turning to look at Hera, the goddess of nature, "Forget it, you go, I won't bother with you." ”

Osiris's somewhat cold voice was so natural, and the tone was so natural, everyone present couldn't help but want to laugh, obviously Don Quixote's mouthful of phlegm was definitely intentional, of course, no one would dare to laugh, after all, they were not Don Quixote had Osirius to support him, and he would definitely die if he laughed.

At this time, the heart of the goddess of nature Hera must be about to explode, and she was just played by the mysterious Buddha before, killing just a piece of someone's soul, and then being spit on by a humble human being, so the cultivation of the goddess of nature Hera is good, and it is replaced by other true gods, such as Fira, the goddess of time, it is estimated that at this time she has begun to scold her mother, Don Quixote, who has an indifferent face and a smile on the corner of her mouth, thinks so.

"Hiss~" Hera took a deep breath, the stain on her clothes disappeared without a trace, as if purified by some kind of power, and then set her eyes on Don Quixote behind Osiris, there is a feeling that I remember you, but Hera also knows that she only has the belief of light elves and a small number of creatures in the natural world, and it is impossible for her to beat Osiris who has an entire underworld in any way, especially recently I don't know what happened, Osiris's strength is simply advancing by leaps and bounds, faintly has a posture of keeping pace with the sun god, naturally, she who was humiliated twice in one day, will never want to receive a third insultThinking of this, she nodded, "Yes, it's just a bug, my sister has spoken, I won't bother with him." ”

Speaking of this, Hera looked down at Yulia who was kneeling in front of her with a bewildered expression, obviously for this somewhat innocent elven queen, she didn't know what to do, Hera was the god she believed in, Don Quixote's actions were obviously an insult to her faith, normally speaking, this was desperate, but Don Quixote did it for Arthur Pendrey, who was like her daughter.

As a sincere voter, she knows very well that for some reason, Hera, the goddess of nature, has an indescribable dislike for humans, half-elves, and even pure-blooded elves who marry humans, so at this moment Yulia has an extremely difficult feeling, using Don Quixote's hometown in her previous life, a Chinese saying is that Zhu Bajie looks in the mirror, and he is not a human inside and out.

"Get up, my child," Hera seemed to be no longer angry, and even the trace of anger on her face disappeared without a trace, after all, it was a true god, and this little belly was still there, "I won't blame you," said Hera, turning again, "Human, for the sake of your willingness to offend me for a man of elven blood, I don't care, but I won't change my position!"

She turned into a pile of green dots of light, looking like a bunch of fireflies, dancing and dissipating into the air, but everyone present could still hear her sigh before leaving, "I have given you everything perfectly, but I have not been able to give you a heart that can resist the dirt of the world"

"It's still the same old way," Apollo Ding, the sun god who looked like a cute loli, pouted and broke the silence, "I always like to say goosebump-inducing things, when did you have a living believer?"

Naturally, this sentence was addressed to Osilies, who was standing there silent, "I said how could he have so much audacity, it turned out to be your chosen one." ”

"It's been a long time," Osiris lowered her head and bowed slightly to Apollo Ding, as a sign of respect for her second sister, but it can be seen that Osiris seems to have a natural dislike for this second sister, after all, death is understandable, and it is understandable that she hates the sun.

"Really?" Apollo Ding walked around Osiris to Don Quixote, because Don Quixote was half-kneeling on the ground at this time, so Apollo Ding happened to look him in the eye, "You're afraid of me?"

Obviously, Don Quixote's bravery is still in everyone's minds, and daring to spit on the true god can be regarded as unprecedented and unprecedented, but it is such a person, after looking directly at the sun god Apollo Ding, who is a little cute, his eyes involuntarily dodged, which can't help but make Apollo Ding a little suspicious, it is impossible for a person's surname to change so much in such a short period of time.

"No, no," Don Quixote shook his head with a sneer, "I have never had such close contact with a great god, especially with such a beautiful god as yours, and my wife is so nervous." ”

"I'm beautiful?" Apollo Ding's two small hands are crossed and lying on her chest, of course, she has no chest now, but according to Char Donghai's aesthetics, it is conceivable that the full body of Apollo Ding's chest will definitely not be very small, although now the former world's strongest man has already retracted into the wall of sighs, but fortunately, Don Quixote is wearing a robe, which is relatively wide, and he is kneeling, so he can't see what is inside, and the dignified sun god is naturally impossible to use his own spiritual energy, to be exact, it is divine energy to peep at a human being, but even so, when this true god is so close to Don Quixote, he is also a little dry and weak。

"Well," Don Quixote nodded heavily, but he also felt that this did not seem convincing, so he took out the set of rhetoric that he had made up many years ago specifically to please the goddess of magic, "that is nature, you are more than beautiful! In the eyes of the world, you are a combination of beauty and wisdom, the embodiment of hero and justice, there is no one in the whole world who does not respect you, the winter flowers will open for you when they see you, and the birds flying high will be impressed by your beauty, and stop flying to admire your face, The fish in the water are inferior because of your beauty and sink to the bottom, the moon hides in the clouds when she sees you, and the flowers are shy to stop blooming when they see you."

"Hehe," Apollo Ding showed a very sweet smile, and his voice was also a very crisp child's voice, and this sentence is true in any world, for anyone, as long as you don't shoot on the horse's hooves.

"It's kind of interesting," she said with a very pure smile on her face, she stretched out her little hand and gently rubbed Don Quixote's head, but, then, if Don Quixote looked up at this moment, he would find that the speed of this little Lori's face change was comparable to that of a flip book, a moment ago it was still a cute smile, but now it has become a little hideous.

"After all, the true god is the true god, and if this kind of thing spreads, it will still damage the majesty of the god, so forget about it. ”

As soon as Apollo Ding's words fell, her whole person seemed to turn into a small sun emitting bursts of golden light, and everyone in the room fainted, except for Don Quixote, obviously, this kind of magic to erase memories is ineffective for Don Quixote even if it is used by a true god, it has nothing to do with strength or weakness, but the rules are written like this.

Don Quixote, however, felt a little dazed, and did not see the look that appeared under Apollo Ding's eyes.

"Ahh Just when Don Quixote was a little surprised, what this true god did to him, a tingling, to be precise, a tearing pain transmitted from the depths of the soul to his own consciousness layer, obviously as a soul mage, Don Quixote is very clear that the only explanation for this is that his soul was forcibly torn apart by the outside world, but the only thing to be thankful for is that it seems that Apollo Ding, not in a simple sense, wants to tear her soul, she seems to be looking for something, so the current situation is that although the soul has a wound, but fortunately it has not been torn off！

"Brush~" Without any hesitation, when Don Quixote shouted out, the sickle in the hand of Osiris, who was originally facing away from Apollo Ding, waved his backhand and cut off Apollo Ding's head, obviously, in Osiris's heart, the importance of her own voters is far greater than that of the sun god Apollo Ding, before she used magic to erase everyone's memory, Osiris did not stop it, after all, they are sisters, and the true god is also dignified, but when this sister actually took extra action against her own voters, then she had no way to endure it.

"Yo!" Apollo Ding took a slight leap, and a backflip landed on Osiris's scythe, "I'm angry," she clapped her hands, and returned to that innocent and cute cute Lori expression, "I just don't want this matter to get out, I still want the dignity of our true god, but the soul of you, the elect, seems to be a little special, so I used another magic to cut off the soul fragments of his part of the memory." ”

"No," Osiris stared at Apollo Ding coldly with a dead silence in her eyes, she naturally knew that Don Quixote's soul was something special, but that's it, for the true God, this special surname didn't have much effect, "My chosen people, I won't talk nonsense." ”

"Okay, okay~" Apollo Ding shrugged, "Since you say so, then forget it, that boy, tell Rommel for me, as long as it has something to do with that person in the future, I will allow her to summon me directly, without having to pray to me first." ”

Because of the pain in his soul, Don Quixote, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Yes, great sun god." ”

"Hehe" Apollo Ding, who chuckled a few times, turned into a ball of golden light and shot out in the direction of the sun.

Osiris, who put away the scythe, squatted in front of Don Quixote, stretched out her finger and pushed him, although she didn't speak, but Don Quixote already understood the meaning, "Lord Hui, it's just that there is a wound on the soul, and it will be fine after resting for a while." ”

"Hmph~" Somehow, a ball of water suddenly appeared in Osiris's hand, and then this ball of water washed away Don Quixote's hair fiercely, until it was renewed, she clapped her hands, and after glaring at Don Quixote again, she clapped her hands and returned to the underworld (to be continued.) )