The bomb that Tong Ji suddenly threw was a bit too big, and there was a buzzing in Huaishi's mind, and there was no response after a long time.

　　

　　 Listening to her playful tone and description alone, it is not difficult to imagine a group of crazily madmen pushing the entire present situation to the edge of the cliff in order to go further.

　　

　　 I know so much, and have experienced so much for so long, how can Huai Shi not understand the difficulties and pains in it.

　　

　　 Being a tool person is painful, and being a tool person is even more painful.

　　

　　 Especially, he has a choice. He knew what he was carrying, and he chose to bear it, in order not to disappoint those who believed in him.

　　

　　 For myself and more people to be happy.

　　

　　 He thought to his heart that this was a meaningful thing.

　　

　　 can be born as a refrigerator, a color TV, a microwave oven and a refrigerator, how can they resist their fate?

　　

　　 was born because of destiny, and died because of destiny.

　　

　　 can only be said to be pathetic.

　　

　　 One thousand years of life and endless authority do not belong to one's own. No matter how tyrannically the human side is expressed, it is difficult to resist the prophecies of the end.

　　

　　Everything has an end.

　　

　　 People will die, the vegetation will wither, the gods will fall, and even in the present world, there will be a day when life will be exhausted and fall into the abyss. The three goddesses who had foreseen all these fate had already turned into dead bones, and the dust was buried in the darkness with their woven spider silk.

　　

　　Who can't resist fate?

　　

　　Isn't it because of the tool man such as the sublimator, the skill such as alchemy, and even the miracles in this world?

　　

　　 But the result is the collective sinking, all resistance is returned to nothingness, and only the screams and howls of the fall reverberate in hell...

　　

　　 This is destined to be a tragedy.

　　

　　 Although there are many doubts and questions in it, but for a time, the multitude of thoughts continue to emerge in his mind, and Huai Shi can't even ask.

　　

　　 can only hold down this question first and put it aside.

　　

　　 It took a long time to calm down.

　　

　　 began to think about the next strategy again.

　　

　　 With the four points of divinity provided by the temple, the funds that were originally stretched were a lot more abundant at once, but Huai Shi has not rushed to exchange herself in the ghost period.

　　

　　 Five pages form an angry axe. On the one hand, the source is insufficient and the background is empty. On the other hand, because the existence of the incarnation of anger is too large, only five souls can support its structure.

　　

　　According to Huai Shi's estimation, if you want to condense the incarnation of the gun of compassion, you may need about three ghost periods of yourself.

　　

　　 With the combat power of Huai Shi once playing Tier 1 and Tier 3, the price of the three-point divinity can be called high quality and low price.

　　

　　 But the six-point divinity is still not enough, and one more need to be accumulated.

　　

　　 Another round is the most ideal choice, but the reality may not be so ideal. If there is a Populius or Garland in a row, wouldn’t it be bad?

　　

　　Don't talk about the two of them, I'm afraid they will be numb when encountering Hedi Huaishi.

　　

　　 Three rounds, with the ability of the former Helios chief, I don't know how many versions of the abnormal spirit under his command have been iterated. The incarnation of anger may not be done.

　　

　　 Besides, even if the destructive power of the incarnation of anger is beyond one's expectation, even more exaggerated than the limit of one's imagination, there are still flaws.

　　

　　 It only has one.

　　

　　 To be precise, there is only an axe, self-discipline to cut people.

　　

　　The tactics are too monotonous.

　　

This is Helios. The alchemists who can still live and dance are not ordinary people. They have completely different inheritance and origins, and they have brought too many changes. If you don’t pay attention, they will fall. Into the gutter.

　　

　　 Therefore, this round inevitably needs to spend divinity first to make up for one's own shortcomings.

　　

　　 If you want to stabilize your own situation in the ever-changing battle, you can't rely on a trick that is fresh and delicious, but must develop in an all-round way.

　　

　　 In this case, there is very little scope for consideration.

　　

　　 Huai Shi flipped through his exchange list, carefully thinking about each item, and began to eliminate one by one by the method of elimination.

　　

　　 Unconsciously, time passes.

　　

　　 Just when Huai Shi was dizzy and couldn't help but sigh, she suddenly felt that something fluffy jumped on her pants and climbed up.

　　

　　 is fish ball.

　　

　　 The little white mouse opened his eyes wide, muttered a few times, still holding a small rice ball in his hand.

　　

　　 The aroma of thick soup is in the air.

　　

　　 The skeleton's call came from the workshop behind: "Agou, eat!"

　　

　　 Huai Shi couldn't help rolling his eyes: "I have said it, it is Huai Shi, not a dog!"

　　

　　 "Okay, do you do, you guys are really complicated."

　　

　　 Skeleton sat on his trolley and came out with two bottles excitedly: "Guess how to find it? I have found my little three-wheeler! And the wine I brewed!"

　　

　　 Huai poem was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't expect that Skeleton had this ability.

　　

　　Also, the contestants have to stay in their own area, and the spectators are not allowed to go. Of course, where they want to go, especially now Helios is much safer.

　　

　　 Huai Shi smelled the past, and discovered that half of a scallop of pork was actually stewed tonight, and the pure white soup was filled with all kinds of messy things.

　　

　　 I don't know which laboratory it came from in Helios.

　　

　　 But after he got used to **** cooking, he was a cook who cared about this. He immediately took a spoon and tasted it. The soup was incredibly mellow, with a spicy taste and a strong fragrance.

　　

　　 could not help but move the index finger.

　　

　　 Skull happily poured amber liquor into the croissant cup, handed it a cup, picked up his own cup, and touched Huai Shi boldly.

　　

　　 "Cheers!"

　　

　　 After that, he drank it and poured it all on his skeleton.

　　 The Huai poem that I read was speechless for a while.

　　

　　 It is hard to imagine, if this is the nature of Publius, how the once outrageous and friendly Grand Master would come to the cruelty of sacrificing everyone.

　　

　　The matter is over, Huai Shi has already separated Skeleton and Publius, not thinking too much.

　　

　　 Drink a toast now.

　　

　　 was taken aback, his eyes widened.

　　

　　 The amber-colored wine is so sweet that it almost swallows the tongue, and the honey flows into the throat like a dance, making people instantly refreshed.

　　

　　 As the slightly drunk spirit surged up, he involuntarily showed a lighthearted smile.

　　

　　 In an instant, those heavy shadows and dignified battles were forgotten by him.

　　

　　 Forgot all the troubles and waved the fork first.

　　

　　 Eat to eat!

　　

　　 Under the light of the candlelight, he talked and laughed with the skeleton, feasting.

　　

　　 The banquet with only two people and a mouse started like this.

　　

　　 so happy.

　　

　　 Time seems to have slowed down, slowed down, and stopped under the firelight here.

　　

　　 In the distance, beside the throne of the sun-forge.

　　

　　 Tongji's figure quietly emerged.

　　

　　 She leaned against the seat, resting her chin, and quietly looked at the cheerful figure, then smiled silently.

　　

　　 watched quietly.

　　

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After 　　 was full of wine and rice, Huai Shi had that dream again.

　　

　　 The world in the dream is still barren, the world is bleak, and the birds and beasts are silent.

　　

　　Only the haggard man supported the horse, wandering between the world, talking over and over again, begging over and over again, and finally came to Huai Shi again.

　　

　　 hoarse pleading.

　　

　　 "Please, mourn for him..."

　　

　　 Huaishi smiled.

　　

　　 No, it's not Huai Shi.

　　

　　 is the body where Huai Shi is, the perspective that Huai Shi sees... the real owner of this dream, smiled.

　　

　　 looked at the humble appearance of the visitor.

　　

　　 did not speak.

　　

　　 is just joking, mocking, indifferent, cruel, chuckle.

　　

　　.

　　

　　 When Huai Shi woke up again from her dream, the countdown had reached the end again.

　　

　　 The mighty bell rang.

　　

　　 The light of divinity shed down from the sun wheel.

　　

　　 In front of Huai Shi, the mist suddenly broke, and a four-sided obelisk full of cuneiform writing slowly emerged and rose. After thousands of years of inheritance, the afterglow and blessings of the gods still remain here.

　　

　　 Above the obelisk, on the platform that looks like an inverted pyramid, there is only a high-back chair. The old lady on the chair raised her eyes and looked at Huai Shi.

　　

　　 The height is even faintly beyond the line of Huai Shi.

　　

　　The alchemist from Egypt and the priestess of the cat god, Mrs. Ima.

　　

　　 Her expression is serious and dignified, but she doesn't have any malice or mockery.

　　

　　 looked at Huai Shi solemnly.

　　

　　 "Mr. Huaishi, admiration for a long time."

　　

　　 Ima took the lead and said: "Before I start, I have a proposal."

　　

　　 Huai poem was startled when he heard the words, and then nodded: "Please speak."

　　

And Ima, looking down at the plot below Huai Shi, said straightforwardly: "I want to get your temple. If you are willing to lose this game to me, I am willing to give away two of my own The plot will be used as compensation and give you the secret of alchemy unique to Egypt.

　　

　　With my signature, you can go to the temple of Thoth to receive it at any time without any hindrance. If I can go back alive, the temple of His Majesty Buster will be your solid ally forever.

　　

　　 This is my oath to the gods, and I will never violate it. "

　　

　　 As she said, she raised her hand, and the cat god's badge flashed away in her palm.

　　

　　 Huaishi couldn't help frowning.

　　

　　 I don't know what she is plotting. Especially when Huai Shi looked down and saw that she actually had three plots of land. Obviously it was swapped for a piece from someone else.

　　

　　 There is a shrine in it, and Ima has never exchanged it. But the remaining two pieces are also rare and rich land.

　　

One is a complete workshop on Helios. The interior is well preserved and sealed properly. There is even a weapon production line~lightnovelpub.net~ and the other is impressively engraved with a huge secret instrument. Although I don't know the effect, I can feel the majestic coercion faintly transmitted.

　　

　　 Even if it cannot provide divine value, it must have its irreplaceable effect.

　　

　　 Two yuan for one, Huai Shi has a profit.

　　

　　 But the question is, can short-term losses be made up in the long-term? Why does Huai Shi have to change?

　　

　　 Huaishi pondered for a moment, and shook his head straightforwardly.

　　

　　 "IMHO, I don't really want to consider this proposal."

　　

　　 He said: "Can you tell me why?"

　　

　　 "...I need divinity."

　　

　　 After a short silence, Ima sighed, "A lot of divinities."

　　

　　 She raised her hand and unbuttoned the heavy sacrificial robe.

　　

The old woman is already seventy years old, and there is really no happiness at all, but what is even more frightening is that the skin under her neck has long been replaced by layers of earthy-yellow bandages, as if the skin was cracked. same.

　　

　　 But there is a steady stream of black blood seeping out of it.

　　

　　 There are pale beast hair extending from it, clinging to strands of dirty posture, which makes it unbearable to look directly at it.

　　

　　 "Divine distortion?"

　　

　　 Huai poem fell silent in amazement.