? The summer of 1174 was a rare heat in history.

　　 The dry earth was roasted until it cracked into pieces, and the yellow crops slumped toward the ground.

　　 However, even with such severe high temperatures, it is difficult to spread into the canyons of the Supuha Mountains.

　　 The cool mountain breeze blows down from the top of the snow-capped mountain, through the canyons and caves, and into the temple on the ridge.

　　 The Presbyterian Temple, built hundreds of years ago, has been renovated and added countless times, and it has become a large and magnificent building group.

In the temple complex, the tallest building was called the "Hall of Salvation" by the aliens of the Presbyterian Church in the past. There was once a statue of a alien hero—Sutherland...but now, the statue has been It collapsed into a pile of rubble, and the "Salvation Hall" was also renamed the "Mother Temple" by the mother goddess.

Walking into the Mother Temple, following the smooth marble floor, passing through the magnificent palace, and out of the innermost natural cave, a waterfall with a height of 100 meters is suspended above the rock wall, and directly below the waterfall is built. There is a beautiful sky garden.

　　 Beautiful and eye-catching flowers of various colors, unusual birds and beasts, hide this palace among the mountains and rivers, embellishing it like a fairyland on earth.

　　 And the core of Mother God’s Church, the mother’s bedroom, is located in the center of this garden.

　　 Lying on a flat bed made of huge ivory, Eleanor, wearing only a tulle, sipped a glass of red wine, looking at the other three people through a beaded screen.

　　 At the first roll of the bead curtain, the beauty is leaning against Langan, just slightly drunk by wine.

　　 was supposed to be an extremely fragrant scene, but none of the three men standing on the other side of the bead curtain dared to look up to the opposite side, and even panted carefully.

　　 Squinting her eyes, Eleanor with a slightly sullen cheek, looked at the half glass of red wine in her hand, and said, "Nebhal, I ask you, Saladin really said that?"

A middle-aged Arab man with a turban and a beard was called by his name. He trembled and quickly replied: "The supreme mother god, how dare your servant lie to you? What I said is true. !"

　　Eleanor propped his upper body with his arms, with a perfect body curve at a glance: "How did you answer the other party?"

　　 Nebukhali said righteously: "I rebuked Saladin's messenger and told him that this condition was tantamount to blasphemy! The supreme mother **** would never accept it!"

　　Eleanor smiled happily: "Very good."

　　 Nebukhali secretly relieved when he saw this, and then laughed.

　　 Eleanor smiled and sat up from the bed, repeating again in his mouth: "Very good."

　　 Nebula, who felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, looked at the other two people who were gradually avoiding him, suddenly opened his eyes and shouted toward the front: "Mother God! Please forgive me..."

　　 Before he finished speaking, Nebkhali's body gradually turned red, emitting high-temperature light red steam, constantly emerging from his mouth and nose.

　　 The blood in his body is like boiling water, burning every organ of this man. The pain that can't be described with pen and ink made him make the most miserable cry that human beings can cause.

　　Eleanor jumped from the edge of the bed to the ground, looked at Nebkhale blankly, waiting for the last trace of water in his body to evaporate, and then slowly raised his right hand and drew an arc in the air.

　　 Distorted light appeared in the space, and a spherical black hole slowly expanded, consuming the corpse of the dead bit by bit, and finally disappeared without a trace.

　　 After watching this tragedy from beginning to end, Vernon was sweating and his teeth trembled.

　　 Secretly glanced at Eleanor and found that the other person was looking at him. Vernon quickly stood up straight and pressed his hand to his trembling jaw.

　　Eleanor returned to the bed, looked at the ceiling in a dispirited manner, and asked, "What did that bad old man do during my absence?"

　　 Vernon quickly took a step forward and reported respectfully: "Iliad still stays in his laboratory every day, even eating and sleeping."

　　Eleanor glanced at him: "What the **** is he doing? Have you found out?"

　　 Vernon lowered his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "We have checked the materials he purchased, and they are still the same as before. They are all related to alchemy."

　　Eleanor looked at the nothingness above her head and said to herself: "Iliad, what do you want to do..."

Vernon suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said: "Mother God, since you and Lord Garcia are back, the end of the two traitors is coming! As long as you give an order, we will immediately bring those two to you. In front of you!"

　　Eleanor turned his face and looked at Vernon with a smile but a smile: "When we are away, you dare not touch them; the deputy commander of the Legion of Discord and I are back, but your courage is here..."

Seeing Eleanor’s expression, Vernon’s legs weakened and he knelt directly on the ground, without speaking: "The supreme mother god! I, the reason why we didn’t...the third in the Legion of Discord, and that ... Eliad, I am worried about unnecessary sacrifices..."

　　 Eleanor made a virtual fist with his right hand, and blew a few breaths towards his nails: "Don't provoke those two people."

"what?"

"Are your ears deaf? I said, don't provoke those two people!" Eleanor raised her volume and looked at Vernon's eyes as if she was looking at a stupid dog who can't learn tricks." Now, while my mood hasn't changed, I immediately disappear from my eyes!"

　　 Seeing Vernon crawling out of the room, Eleanor snorted and turned his attention to the last tall young man.

　　 "Garcia, come to me."

　　 Hearing Eleanor's call, the young man took a deep breath, opened the bead curtain, and walked slowly to the former.

　　 Eleanor's breathtaking beauty caused Garcia to lose consciousness for a moment.

　　 The woman stretched out her finger and slowly stroked it along the man's resolute and heroic cheek.

　　 Garcia grabbed Eleanor's hand, stopped the other person's next movement, calmly, and said: "Let's talk about business first~lightnovelpub.net~ Eleanor smiled slightly: "I'm listening. "

"Regarding Saladin, we may have underestimated him too much." Garcia forced himself to calm down and began to think about the current situation: "We helped him fight the Abbasid Empire at first. We originally intended to divert the empire’s attention and suffer the consequences. The suppressed cult, a little respite. But what people did not expect was that Saladin actually won more with less, won battles that were impossible to win, and finally unified the South."

Garcia gently hugged Eleanor in his arms, and continued: "After that, we tried to intensify the internal conflicts of the Ayub Empire, aiming to provoke a civil strife. Unexpectedly, Saladin actually regained the centuries-old saint. City. For a while, his prestige and power reached an unprecedented peak."

　　 Garcia said with a wry smile: "Why do I have a feeling, in this world, it seems that no one can stop the caliph from advancing..."

　　Eleanor put his lips close to Garcia's neck, kissed gently in a mischievous manner, and whispered in his mouth: "There will be someone."

　　 Garcia lowered his head and asked, "Who is it?"

　　Eleanor left Garcia's arms, stood up straight, and flicked his fingers lightly, and the tulle on his body fell to the ground, revealing the flawless carcass.

"The puppet Rachel, the reason she came back, I know." Eleanor listened to Garcia's heavier gasp, and smiled contentedly: "Don't worry, my baby, that puppet will bring Let us find that person."

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