Olga is thinking about how to grow her business in the future.

A burst of inexplicable and wonderful sounds appeared in his ears.

It was a soft, long-pitched language, as if it were a kind of sigh.

Although he had never heard this kind of language before, with the innate ability of the [Abyss Demon] and the language talent of the [Chaos God], Orga could clearly understand what it meant.

It's all praise.

He was a little curious about this.

Through this prayer, Olga's gaze crossed countless planes and planes, locking on to a certain inhabitant of a certain planet.

It was an unknown race of people who resembled humans in stature and appearance, but were generally taller and more slender, and had excellent appearance and long ears.

At this moment, the guy was excitedly shouting, "O noble god of dance, please give me the most beautiful fighting skills......

This prayer.

It's like drinking it on the head.

Directly made Orga slightly stunned, if he hadn't heard it clearly, he would almost feel that he had heard it wrong.

Directly I was very puzzled and buckled my head:

"The god of dance?

What's that hanging thing?

I haven't even started a mission, is it wrong to pray......"

I have to say that this is the first time he has encountered this situation.

After thinking about it, his will directly and silently probed into the other party's brain.

Start searching for answers on your own.

It didn't take long.

He knew the identity of the man who was praying.

A [Adaling].

The Aeldarns are a long-lived and gifted race, as well as a love of art.

It's a bit of a copy of the elves.

In general, it's like changing the skin but not changing the setting.

Guessing it, she threw it in front of Goeran, saying that this was her distant relative, and she couldn't find anything suspicious.

Then, while continuing to rummag, Olga successfully found what she needed in the other party's brain.

That's a scene.

A male Aeldarin was telling many people about something he had witnessed.

In that dangerous subspace, two great beings are fighting, one of them exerting unleashed unparalleled power, each blow is as terrible as tearing the world apart, even if you just look at it from afar, you can feel the pain of your soul being torn apart.

On the other hand, the dance was perfect!

To the extreme extent of each time? Rubbing the edge to dodge the opponent's attack? Play that terrible warrior in the palm of your hand.

And, in the process? Still perfectly maintaining the rhythm of the dance? No mess at all!

This is a dream within a dream for the [Aidaling] whose art cells have entered the brain.

So? When talking about this, the look of the [Aidaling]? Can it be described as "extremely pious"? The words are full of extreme admiration for the dancer.

Every word is the most dog-licking tone, and every description is a limit modifier that racks up your brains? Keep lighting up each other.

And those standing around? The [Aidaling] who were listening to him tell what they had seen and heard at that time, and when they heard his story that had been refined to the limit, they all showed yearning expressions on their faces, and let out exclamations from time to time......

‘......’

After seeing the specific situation, Olga retracted her consciousness.

I don't know what to say.

Didn't the other party find the wrong person? That [God of Dance] does refer to him.

This fact made Olga feel a little painful.

Said the Chaos Evil God? But you spread the name of a [God of Dance]?

Don't I want to lose face?

But life isn't easy? The power of faith, can you rub a little bit of this thing? It's still a little bit of rubbing.

So Olga casually put it in the head of the [Aeldarin]? Instilled some dance skills into it.

There are about 100 kinds of looks.

Done with the move? Somewhat reluctantly, he got up from the throne and paced back and forth in the hall:

‘...... No...... the name of the god [God of Dance] is really frustrating...... I've got to find a way to change my name......

Yes, the focus of his thinking was on this issue.

And the [Aidaling] who was infused with a lot of dance knowledge by him.

After convulsions for a while, like a sheep having an epileptic attack, he gradually absorbed the knowledge successfully.

The look on his face changed from extremely painful to ecstatic and fanatical!

For the [Adalings], obtaining these multi-dancing skills at once was no different from obtaining treasures, so his mouth prayed incessantly:

"Dear [God of Dance], thank you for the great art you have gifted, I will pass on the art you have passed down to more compatriots, so that they can know your great ......"

Hearing this, a light bulb instantly lit up next to Olga's head!

He had an idea!

[Art] is indeed a good name!

At the very least, the God of Art is far better than the God of Dance!

Moreover, in terms of art, it is not that he boasts, he is indeed quite accomplished!

So Orga's will directly crossed the barrier of space and connected to the [Aidaling] again.

Not much.

The other party's expression was completed, and the confusion→ shock→ surprise→ ecstatic change.

I felt that I was stuffed with art knowledge, from realistic painting and abstract painting to stone carving, plant carving, arboreculture and gardening...... The whole nine yards......

The [Aidaling] couldn't help but tremble and prayed, "It turns out that you are not only the [God of Dance], but also the god of all arts, how great it is......"

As he spoke, tears of joy flowed down his eyes.

Directly promoted on the spot to become a brain-dead fan of Orga, he said with a fanatical expression:

"Great [God of Art]!

Your generosity and erudition must be known to all!"

Then there was a dog-licking speech, constantly boasting about the strength of Olga.

Faced with this situation, Olga immediately showed a look of plan.

Nodding in satisfaction.

Upgraded from the [God of Dance] to the [God of Art], he has decisively become a lot of high-end atmosphere!

As for doing it like this, will there be any problems?

Olga didn't care.

As a permission dog.

In this plane, he didn't need to do anything at all.

That's it!

And just like that, it didn't take long.

A new faith began to rise within the Aydarin.

The name of the God of Art has gradually become known to the entire Aydarling clan.

For this situation, the gods of the [Adaling Clan] are full of question marks.

Among them, the Jianghu people gave the nickname - the king of war, the little terrifying [Spirit God of War - Bloody Hand, Kane], wearing a delicate bronze armor, and said in public with disdain that the so-called [God of Art] is definitely a weak scum!

Then, at some point that day, panicked screams rang out from inside Kane's territory.

The next day.

Crippled with a leg, with fine bronze armor on his body, and only two or three pieces of the god of war still hanging on his body, Kane, corrected his unkind wording yesterday in public.

He said, "The God of Art is very strong, very powerful, very powerful, very spiritual!

He was very supportive of the other party's mission in the [Adalings].