Airplanes!

At the moment when the tips of his fingers touched the stone slab, Westdenis only felt a buzz in his head, and suddenly he seemed to hear the roar of some kind of landslide, and there was wind and thunder in his ears.

His body trembled, and with a whoosh, West instantly retracted his claws.

His face was pale, and there was no blood.

Even my whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

As soon as the tips of his fingers left the slate, the sound that had been echoing in his ears gradually subsided, and was replaced by an indescribable whisper, as if some mysterious and strange being was whispering something in his ear.

Suddenly, West only felt that the blood flow speed in his body increased suddenly, and the blood vessels under the skin burst out, as if they might explode at any time, and there were even long strips of flesh and blood that were squirming in the flesh and blood, and long strip-like traces were seeping out of the epidermis.

After a few seconds passed, the abnormal changes in Vest's body finally subsided, he gasped hard, and looked into Ron's gaze, which was completely a mad dog, eager to tear off every piece of flesh and blood on Ron's body, stuff it into his mouth, and chew it into minced meat.

How can a prophet be so shameless?

This wasn't the first time this thought had crossed Vest's mind.

But each time, West found himself as if he had underestimated the shamelessness of the prophet.

This guy's asshole is simply outrageous.

The slate...... Although it was different from the one he had just given to Ron, the style was obviously unified, and it should also be a certain Chaos Slate.

This hateful bastard actually lured himself to touch the Chaos Slate, this thing represents an evil god.

From the reaction in his ears just now, West knew that he was being watched again...... The first time can be regarded as an unintentional mistake, but what about the second time? Will the evil god think that he is deliberately molesting?

Once the evil god is angry, then his own life ......

The thought of these things made Vister grit his teeth even more.

Ron...... You...... You...... You're going too far. ”

Seeing Vest's appearance, Ron was a little embarrassed, thinking that he had gone a little too far this time, but this thought in his heart was only fleeting, and it was absolutely impossible to make him apologize.

"Ahem, West, what are you talking about?" Ron snorted and said, "This is the glory of bathing in God, do you think anyone has this opportunity?" ”

Fuck, this damn glory, Lao Tzu is not rare at all...... The glory of God? Are you a serious god?

"Don't worry, how could I hurt you." Ron grinned and put away the Chaos Slate, and then patted Vest lightly on the shoulder: "Isn't it just noticed by the evil god, a little erosion, a little pollution, what's the big deal?" ”

"Maybe you can't, but I can......"

"As long as you help me complete the matter of the Sbang Sect, I promise that the erosion and pollution of the evil gods will be completely stripped from you, and you will never die or become a madman." Ron continued.

West hated it so much that the roots of his teeth itched, but now he could only forcibly suppress the unhappiness in his heart.

Seeing that Ron accepted his Chaos Slate without any scruples, and even took out another one from the storage ring, West could see that Ron had been immersed in the study of the Chaos Slate for some time.

And there is no trace of erosion or pollution on his body, what he said is not a lie, this guy really has a way to solve the pollution and erosion of the evil god.

It's just that in this way, he is bound to become a tool in his hands, which is really difficult for West to accept.

But the situation is stronger than people, and in the face of a guy like Ron who plays cards completely unreasonably, West has no way at all.

Glaring at Ron fiercely, West could only sigh after all, turned around to pack up the things in the shop, and prepared to go to the Spann Sect.

"You promise to relieve me of the pollution and erosion on my body after the affairs of the Sibang Sect are over." West glared at Ron and said with some indignation.

Ron grinned and held up four fingers: "Take the oath in the name of the Goddess of Dawn......"

In this world, taking an oath in the name of the gods he believes in is still very convincing, and West felt a little relieved in his heart, but he was still very curious, Ron took so much effort to let him go to the country of the Spell Sect?

What was it that made it worth so much trouble for Ron?

"What am I going to do?"

"Assist Lydia, the third royal daughter of the Spann Church...... Rebel. ”

Burst!

As soon as these words came out, even West couldn't hold back, and almost sprayed directly, looking at Ron's gaze was extremely weird.

Rebel?

This prophet is not born with a backbone?

Why are you so fond of rebellion?

Beglanville has just been messed up with by this guy, and now he's eyeing the Spanny Cult?

And, Princess Delores?

The third princess, Lydia?

Why does this guy have to support one queen after another to ascend to the throne?

Could it be that he has any unique fetishes for the queen?

……

In TWest's strange gaze, Ron and Agnes leave the shop.

It was already early, and when the two returned to the church, they found a figure waiting in front of the door for a long time.

Like Delores, this Great Sage has now become the supreme ruler of the Church of the Goddess of Aurora, and all the authority of the Church is controlled by the Great Sage.

It's just that, compared to Delores, Christian's work is obviously much easier, after all, although the Church of the Goddess of Aurora is powerful, it is not as complicated as the kingdom after all, she only needs to be responsible for the hundreds of thousands of priests in the church, but Deloris is responsible for tens of millions of people, which is not an order of magnitude at all.

What's more, although Apu died, because the eradication was very clean, there was not much turmoil within the church, and everything was as usual.

In this case, Christian could have left all the troublesome work to his subordinates, such as Virgil...... I have to say that this person is indeed a talent.

Although it is not very powerful, all kinds of things in the church can be handled in an orderly manner.

Christian, who was idle, volunteered to take on the task when he learned that Ron was going to refine the legendary potion...... She is not a witch, but her attainments in refining potions are very good, and even Lydia, a real witch, is far behind.

When he saw Ron and Agnes appear, Christian's face was slightly happy, his slender fingers spread out, and a glass bottle appeared in the palm of his hand.

Inside the bottle, there was a liquid as crimson as blood.

Crystal clear, there is some weirdness in the beauty.

"The legendary potion has been refined." Christian spoke slowly.

Rao Ron had already guessed this, but when he saw the bottle of potion, his heart still couldn't help but tremble.

Just from the color and clarity, Ron could easily see that the quality of this potion was extremely high.

And the quality of the potion is also directly related to the difficulty of breaking through the legendary realm.

Taking the potion from Christian's palm, the slight touch made the great saint's cheeks slightly red, but Christian's heart was not comparable to ordinary people after all, and the slight ripples in his heart were quickly suppressed.

Ron exhaled heavily, "Thank you." ”

This fluttering thank you sounded in Christian's ears, but it was more beautiful than a thousand words of flattery, and the Great Sage's face couldn't help but smile slightly: "It's good to be able to use it, when are you going to take the potion and break through the legendary level?" ”

Staring at the bottle in his hand, Ron's smile intensified: "Now." ”

In the next second, in front of Christian, Ron raised his head and swallowed the potion directly into his mouth.

Seeing Ron's movements, Christian's mouth opened slightly, but his heart couldn't help but be moved.

Ron was able to swallow the potion he had refined in front of him without hesitation, what kind of trust could he make such a move?

For a moment, Christian's beautiful eyes were a little blurred.

(End of chapter)