Cthulhu Gonfalon

When it comes to the playground, I think of Disney.

What do you think of when you talk about Disney?

Mickey Mouse? Donald Duck?

Yu Xiong imagined that he had a bit of an egg pain after his image of "God of the Playground".

Is there a day in the future, there will be a middle-aged bald uncle wearing a green jellyfish head in the playground, while "Oh! Oops!" Selling Meng, while giving candy and balloons to the children who are playing?

Ok... that doesn't seem to be bad...

He thought about it and couldn't help but laugh.

Vier looked at his "nothing to steal" and smiled heartily.

He can see that Kazuo has accepted his own advice.

The priesthood of this "player god" has no conflict with other gods, and it is not bound by faith. Even if there is any change in the mainland, the playground will be gone. There will inevitably be in the world. Other playgrounds exist and there is no need to worry about the collapse of the clergy.

The only downside is that some serious people will not accept such "unfair" priesthood. But the world is so big, everyone has it, as long as the gods can pass the level of their hearts, there is no need to worry about the lack of believers.

To say that it is not serious, is he the "God of joy and celebration" where is it going? Not to mention that there is still a large number of devils aiming at destroying the world, and even those who refuse to accept the priesthood, do not establish the kingdom of God, build their own faith channels, and close their doors to their own evil spirits... compared to those mad and perverted "Where is the **** of the playground?"

Very good!

It was at this time that songs came from the hotel window and disrupted their thoughts.

It was a bard who was preparing to participate in the celebration and was making the final rehearsal.

Time flies very quickly, and a blink of an eye is on the eve of the celebration. Today's Gals City is a lot more lively than before. There are not only adventurers and bards from nearby towns, but also many small and medium-sized businessmen who have seen business opportunities, and even many civilians who have some savings. Join in the fun.

"Thunder this guy, really did a good job!" Looking at the scene that was getting more and more lively outside the window, Yan Xiong couldn’t help but smile and said, "It took only less than two years to rectify a ruin. If he If you are a king, you will definitely be a generation of Mingjun!"

"He is indeed a talented person!" Viye nodded and said, "When he is dead, you can appoint him as the coach of the kingdom of God and reconcile the whole country for you. I believe he will be competent!"

Heimsala bite off a chicken leg, and the meat and bones are chewed in the mouth together, saying vaguely: "Maybe he can also seal God."

When this statement came out, Xiongxiong suddenly stopped.

He looked in the direction of the city's main house, and even though he was covered by the wall, he could clearly feel that the mine that was correcting the document felt his gaze and looked up to pay tribute to his smile.

This amazing acumen, in just a year and a half, will bring the city of Gals to the extraordinary ability of the renaissance, and the courage of being alone in the battle of a thousand troops... Think about it, Ray is indeed a A person who is outstanding to the extreme. Even if he really goes to the step of closing the gods in the future, it is not surprising.

Just, I always feel a little surprised...

He smiled in the direction of Ray and turned to look at Vier and asked the advice of the predecessor.

Vier also looked a little surprised and thought about what was going on. After a while, He smiled and nodded and said: "This possibility does exist, and it is not small. At least when I was a mortal, I was far worse than him. Even I can seal God, of course he will has hope."

"Just..." He hesitated. After all, he said the latter half of the story. "To tell the truth, it seems to me that maybe it is better not to let him seal the gods."

When he was stunned, he asked, "Why?"

"If I am not mistaken, he should be the direct line of the Igor family of the King of the Eagles, and the lineage is quite pure. Considering his age, it is probably rumored that 'blood-stained eagle' 15 years ago. In the turmoil, the little prince who was shot dead by the poison arrow, the genius swordsman Leon Igor."

Yuxiong nodded. "Yes, he once said his name, this is it."

"Since he is Prince Leon, as the son of the eagle, he inherited the blood of the **** of the eagle. If he really sealed the gods in the future, I am afraid that there will be a great possibility that the **** of the eagle will come with blood. Resurrection with him as a medium." Vier sighed with some regrets. "The **** of the eagle and the lord of the glory vying for the seat of the main **** of the human gods. The two sides fought several battles and finally lost to the sacred **** of the sacred god. Surgery, fallen under his hammer of God. But at that time He had made a vow, and he must make a comeback in the future, and then fight for the supreme honor. At that time, I was a new god, watching the battle far away. It’s really thrilling...”

"What do you mean by saying that if Lei Feng Shen's words, may be won by the **** of the eagle?" In the eyes of Yan Xiong, there is a dangerous light. "He dares! The **** of the eagle must be blame, Lao Tzu beats him. Ghosts can't do it!"

"The key to the problem is not whether the **** of the eagle can be resurrected, but... whether he will tolerate the chance that the **** of the eagle will have a resurrection..."

Vier’s words made Yan Xiong frown. The meaning of these new friends is very clear. The king of the gods, who are high above, will never allow the challengers of the past to have a chance to make a comeback. In other words, if Ray wants to seal God, even if the eagle **** can't take the resurrection, the Glorious Lord will still unscrupulously shoot and completely kill him.

"...Is there no room for negotiation? As long as the **** of the eagle is not resurrected, then..."

Vier smiled and shook his head: "The one who is... is not a person who is willing to discuss with others!"

"Do you know the **** of the knight? The one who once created our humanistic gods, our first patron saint, the king of the gods who guarded us in the difficult years. He is the elder of all our gods, regardless of qualifications. It is strength, and I admire it. But even He does not have any right to speak before he squats. At first he found that human society has deviated from the path of goodness when he was with other races. He once made suggestions to His Majesty. ......"

Viey is not willing to humiliate these things to the point of saying too detailed, just keep shaking his head and sigh deeply.

Although Xiong Xiong did not know what the matter was, he knew the result - the camp of the Knights of God eventually shifted, and the order from the orderly goodness to the order of evil was a big one.

That matter was so famous among the gods that the redemption **** had mentioned it in his information.

It’s just that Yuxiong didn’t know that there was such an inside story behind this incident.

Even the **** of the knights are treated like this. It seems that it is impossible to negotiate with the Lord of Glory.

So... confrontation?

Yan Xiong smiled and shook his head, throwing this unrealistic thought to a point.

Under the glory of the Lord, there is a whole system of gods, even if you are brave and capable, you can play a few, and the rest of the gods can reach out and can kill the lion like an ant.

"It seems that this thing has to be considered..." He smiled slyly and gently slid the subject.

But in his heart, he was secretly calculating.

The Terran gods are powerful, but the sphere of influence is quite concentrated. More than 90% of the strength is concentrated in the main plane and several large worlds nearby. If he runs to the edge of the world with lightning, some human forces are extremely weak, and even if the world is extremely hostile to the human beings controlled by the devil, then if the thunder is sealed over there, the Glorious Lord will have a great ability. It’s too late to stop.

The only question is, how do you communicate with the demon or demons who control those worlds?

Those guys...may not be better than the Glorious Lord to go where...

He buried these thoughts deep in his heart and figured that he had the opportunity to implement it.

Anyway, Lei has just stepped into the legendary field, and will gradually upgrade to the semi-god level in the future, and then slowly understand and grasp the roots, and finally find the priesthood that matches his beliefs... It will take hundreds of years to go. It’s normal for a few thousand years of slowness. I have time to prepare slowly!

Viyer saw that he stopped discussing the topic and smiled. He didn't mention it anymore.

Although he is a human being, he is strictly not a core member of the Terran gods, but a **** of the Pan-God system, but lives in the Terran territory. Slightly mentioning the glory of the glory, and carrying forward the majesty of the glory of the Lord, it is to do your best. For faithful betrayal of friends? He is not the subordinate of the sacred king!

This topic ends here, and then if you continue to chat without incident, the parents of Tiannan Haibei are short and have a lot of fun, exactly the same as in the past few days.

The gods are all determined and determined. Which **** has not been honed by the long years? Which **** is not coming from countless dangers! Since it is put down for a while, it will not let this affect their emotions.

Oh, Heimsala may not have this quality, but he probably can't think so far...

However, Yan Xiong soon knew that he really looked down on this guy.

When the next morning, the parade's team was surrounded by a slightly simple float, and when they slowly entered the city of Gals from the reconstructed gate, they were hiding in the side of the road with the male and the viking. Opened up.

"The time is almost up, and it is time to send a message, so that the messengers sent by the princess will be sent to the shore."

"What?!" Yan Xiong's eyes widened and he looked at Heam Sarah, who became a big fat. "What the princess is? What messenger? What gift? You didn't mention it before!"

Hem Sala's thick fat face reveals a round smile: "When your followers celebrate, how can the princess not send someone to congratulate? Friends, have you forgotten your identity?"

Yuxiong thought about it carefully, and then I remembered that it seemed like maybe... I am respected by the new sea god...

"Since the birth of the Princess, we have negotiated with our eight sea kings. We have agreed with his will and attitude, and will surrender to Him after God and become His God, and build a marine god." Heimsala smiled and said, "The reason why I live in the seabed near the city of Gals is to be entrusted by him to guard the city for him."

"...I thought you were looking for a place nearby, just leave it alone."

"How is it possible! Don't treat me as a fool!" Heimsala laughed and cried, shaking his head and sighing. "No nonsense, I will send a message now. Wait for the congratulatory messenger to arrive at the square behind the float."

As he said, a breeze on his body blew gently and blew toward the sea.

Yuxiong clearly felt that there was some gentle and friendly atmosphere in the nearby seabed, which slowly emerged...