"Ah, are you all so enthusiastic?"

Azik suddenly heard Libert next to him speak, the latter smiled and took a step forward, blocking in front of Azik, and said: "But don't be too enthusiastic, I know that everyone loves me, and flowers bloom, but I will be shy if you are so enthusiastic!" ”

The oppression in the banquet hall suddenly dissipated, and Azik even felt for a moment that everything he had just felt was just an illusion, but he knew that it was not an illusion, but that there was one person who easily dissolved the heavy atmosphere in the banquet hall.

"Didn't scare, did you?" Lynn suddenly leaned over and whispered to Him, like a child whispering to a friend.

"Nope." Although there was no sense of oppression on his body, Azik's gaze narrowly stared at the gods and angels on their side, and shook his head very hard.

"It's fine if not, they didn't mean to target you." As he spoke, Lynn patted Azk on the shoulder, shoved him in the direction of the Tudor Empire, and said:

"Because the Tudor Empire is an ally of the Byron Empire at this stage, I have placed your place next to Bethel them, rest assured, Bethel will take care of you. I'm going to pick up other guests, so I won't spend much time with you. ”

Azk opened his mouth when he heard this, but finally didn't say anything, obediently sat down next to Bethel, and began to try to pretend that he didn't exist.

At this point, he must have had a lot of conversation with the Antigonus siblings next to him.

However, shrinking the sense of existence is reducing the sense of existence, and Azik did not forget the task given to him by the god of death, and tried to remember every guest who came to the tea party, and then he saw that Lynn brought back Will who was eating ice cream, and finally ended the "fight" and returned to the banquet hall Amon and Medici, and Leodro, the Lord of the Storm, was the last guest to arrive.

As for Adam, he didn't know when he grew out of thin air.

So far, the first tea party of the gods, all the staff are here!

Here, first of all, let's introduce the layout of the banquet hall, probably considering the harmony of the overall style, the banquet hall also adopts a very typical oriental layout, with round tables as the mainstay, and people from each camp have separate tables, and people like Azik who can't represent one camp are either taken care of by Lynn or sit alone at the special table - such as Will, that's the case.

I have to say that a group of cubs who look to be only seven or eight years old on average gathered in the banquet hall and sat around their respective round tables one by one, which really gave people a sense of kindergarten children sitting in rows eating fruits.

And after all the guests were seated, Lynn's eyes swept over these pseudo-cubs, and while being satisfied, he snapped his fingers, and not far from the group, the only large-screen TV that did not match the overall style lit up, and then accompanied by classic music, the TV actually began to play "Dream of Red Mansions".

For a while, the existence of this TV series can only be said to be both abrupt and harmonious.

"What is this? The magical items you've crafted? Medici glanced at the TV series and spoke, with some inquiry and curiosity in his eyes.

Not only him, but in addition to the goddess of the night and the true creator who are the remnants of the old days, others are also very interested in the TV series that is playing "Dream of Red Mansions", they have never seen such a thing before, and of course it is new for a while.

"It's called TV.,Simply put, it's a thing that can play images.,I won't go into more specifics about it.,Anyway, there's a high probability that you won't understand.。 Lynn said this, spread his hands, and continued:

"For what is being shown on TV, it is 'Dream of Red Mansions,' a story that was once a household name before the First Age, in an era that had not yet awakened."

"Before the First Age?" Medici's eyes narrowed, he still looked a little dragged and sloppy, and said with a big smile: "I thought you were holding this tea party just to satisfy your bad taste that you have nowhere to vent, but now it seems that you are ready to introduce us to something very interesting." ”

"I just think it's a pity that such an era has been forgotten by everyone and buried in the long river of history." Lynn smiled and said, "You must have seen that the theme of our tea party this time is to explore the old days. ”

Hearing this, the others did not react, but Antigonus's ears were pricked up, for the extraordinary person of the soothsayer's path, the more history he knew, the more useful it became.

The other people are also with different expressions, and for the fact that the civilization of this world may have been destroyed once, except for the two parties of the Night Goddess and the True Creator, the others present are naturally not unaware of it, and they know a little bit of the inside story.

After all, this is not an unfathomable secret, not to mention anything else, at least the Seven Lights of the Spirit Realm know that the civilization of this world has undergone a destruction, and the Godforsaken Land even still retains some ruins that can prove the existence of the old era.

It's just that they don't know what kind of era they were in that era of destruction.

Now that I heard Lynn mention it, I saw a strange look again, but it was undoubtedly a creation that did not belong to this era, and the image that was being played on the TV series obviously carried traces of another civilization, most people were interested, even if they were not interested, most of them were not ready to dismantle Lynn's station.

Of course, the reason why it is said that it is mostly here is because there is a warrior who has gone up at this moment, and he is none other than the half-crazy Blood Emperor Tuduo, who has the greatest opinion of Lynn.

I saw Tudor look up at Lynn, and said with a slightly cold expression in his impatience: "But what's the point of this? The era was destroyed, and what had been destroyed should be swept into the garbage. ”

Tudor didn't notice that when He said this, the True Creator of the table to His left and the Goddess of the Night at the Table to his right looked at Him at about the same time, and then they looked at each other, and then they each withdrew their gazes as if nothing had happened.

"Hehe......" Lynn naturally didn't miss the small movements of the two old relics, he couldn't help laughing, then looked at Tuduo, and said:

"This Mr. Tudor, it turns out that you really did not forcibly jump the wrong way, just this sentence has already offended the future God, the mystery and the eternal darkness, you are really a model for hunters, no wonder after you fell, the descendants of the family were mixed one by one, and the bloodline was almost cut off directly."

When Lynn said this, her tone was unhurried and she didn't seem angry. In fact, he was really not angry, after all, he needed a thorn in his plan.

Without a prick, how can he take his bright fist behavior for granted later?

That's why Tudor is here!