An hour later, the Hundred Battles Emperor sat on a pile of ruins, next to the big iron box, which was very well protected, very good.

As for how good it is? It took a lot of time, and even beat the designer to death, before it was finally determined that this thing really didn't have a key and couldn't be opened.

Oh, he knew that the guy who could design such a crazy room was not a good person! Success trapped, and so did the opponent.

It was already sad in the Void before, and the favorite thing for the mortal gods to do was to eat

"The Age of the Gods: My Dependents Are All False Believers" Chapter 387 There's No Way to Argue with Imbeciles It's a hand-hitting, please wait a moment,

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