Dark Shadow Shrine

Chapter 820: please allow me to sell

On July 1, 1319, Ori World, the High Temple. ⊙,

Today is the god-level ball that Sune proposes.

There is no **** seat in the hall, and the form is more like the popular dance form of the Ultron nobles, but it is more free. It feels a bit like that kind of self-help reception for Raven, and the gods are talking in twos and threes.

There are solid ornate tiles at the feet, and there are no monotonous ceilings and walls around and above the head. Through the completely transparent magical cover, only the bright starry sky can be seen. So it's more like a dance party suspended in the void of the universe.

Raven looked up at the starry sky. He quietly looked at the countless constellations shining brightly in the dark sky.

There is no point in discussing age with the gods. If you don't say it, no one will know: Raven, the super conqueror who has successfully ruled the four worlds of Ultron, Dragon Spear, Muhammad, and Azalanti, if he is not a god, he has just A young man who has spent his twentieth life's winter and summer.

Whether as a mortal or as a supreme god, Raven was too young.

From his deep, obsidian-like black pupils, a sharp radiance like an ice arrow radiated toward the starry sky.

In the eyes of the gods, it was more like a silent announcement. Through his eyes, he declared to the entire super multiverse centered on the World Tree that in the other side of his vision, all known and unknown constellations and planes only deserve to exist as objects that he conquered and dominated. on.

When Raiwen turned his head gently to face the gods gathered in the hall, the melodious dance music in the hall and the voices of the gods talking in a low voice were instantly heard into Raiwen's ears.

On the dance floor, the two beautiful goddesses were definitely the focus of the audience.

Others are the male gods and goddesses dancing against each other. Over there, because Sunie is the goddess of Raiwen, there is no existence who dares to invite the dance. Reese is off the dance floor.

This, Sune jumps the men's step.

The perfect and impeccable swirling dance, accompanied by the fluttering skirt raised by the rotation, is definitely the best visual enjoyment.

The only thing that makes the gods feel sorry is. These two recognized Ultron's most beautiful goddesses are already the property of the supreme **** Raven. This might as well be the eyes of the gods, um, the eyes of pure appreciation.

The most beautiful flowers have been picked. On the contrary, the next-level beauty goddesses are very popular, such as the goddess of luck, Timora, the goddess of joy, Li Erla, the former noble goddess Shinworth, etc. There are even male gods from other worlds who come to invite dances, and some guys succeed. Yes, some have failed.

certainly. It was called the God-level Ball, and for the sake of excitement, many warriors with extraordinary strength were also invited to come. Raven noticed that the Wallis guy had actually hooked up with the sun elf lich that was once his **** servant Slingy.

In fact, that guy Wallis was also very funny. He had not been involved with anyone, but three days ago, he almost pleaded guilty to come to Raven and asked him if he would be allowed to contact Srinci.

"Your Majesty, I have made a serious mistake, I... I seem to fall in love with Your Majesty, your servant, Lady Sirinci. If Your Majesty thinks this is my blasphemy and offense to you. Please take back my throne, You will be imprisoned in your Divine Prison and roast your soul for billions of years."

In practice, Wallis is correct, the servants and the Holy Spirit are the property of the deity. If you soak in your own Supreme God's servant, this will be a super event. The Supreme God will kill you, put oil in a pan or something, and there will never be any existence to intercede for you.

"I have no interest in bronze-skinned sun elf women."

Yes, bronze skin! This is simply unacceptable alien to Raven.

"That…"

"I'll allow it, if she agrees. Let her serve you. But Silinxi spends a lot of divine power every day, so I'll pay for her divine power for the time being. I hope you will at least become a powerful **** of divine power, Then your burden won't be so heavy."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, I will definitely be loyal..." Wallis said a lot. Raven finally listened patiently and sent him away.

Raven came back to his senses, glanced at Wallis who was picking up girls in the corner of the main hall, smiled knowingly, and then put the focus of his eyes back to his side.

At the table where Raven was, Ometeto was sitting opposite Raven. Obviously, this fellow Ometeto is communicating with the will of the world of Azalante, which he loves most, and is absent-minded about everything else. Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that Ometeto, who has extinguished his ambitions, can become the strongest warrior under Raven.

Unlike all the other gods, Ometeto was himself a god, and he had an unwavering reputation. He didn't need to compete with Raven for any obedience. On the contrary, the more low-key he was and the more he could play the role of a lonely god, the safer it would be for him and Azaranti.

Moreover, the existence of Ometeto itself is a beacon, which further raises the ambition wall of the energetic existence below. Raven's mind can be tolerant enough to accommodate another **** as his subordinate.

For Raven, winning the final battle is just a surefire way to happiness.

But for the gods, this is undoubtedly a hegemony that dominates the entire super multiverse.

There are at least a few wars across the world, and the gods are not worried about the lack of opportunities to build meritorious deeds.

If it was before, knowing that there will be three large worlds attacking, the gods may be very worried, and the sense of crisis is full.

With victory after victory, Raven proved that his command of grand strategy is unparalleled. So the gods prefer to see the upcoming war as the door to glory and promotion

Driven by the psychology of facing a powerful enemy, gaining glory and promotion, the gods from the four worlds quickly abandoned their estrangement and prejudice, quickly twisted into a group, and became comrades-in-arms who shared life and death, not even the color of competition. How intense.

Feeling Raven's gaze, Ometeto came back to his senses and smiled at Raven.

At the end of the dance, the music in the hall stopped, Ometeto stood up, took a crystal glass filled with champagne from the plate of a beautiful female angel waiter next to it, and held it up to Raven. rise.

"For the great Supreme Raven * Yunfield, for victory!" Ometeto's high voice resonated with the gods, and the gods responded to his shouting.

Under the starlight of the void, the gods exchanged glances.

"cheers!"

"Cheers to Your Majesty Yunfield!"

"Cheers to the new Ori World and Azaranti World!"

In the interlacing of domineering cheers, an extraordinarily loud and brutish voice shook the eardrums of the gods in the audience: "Cheers! For the achievement of conquering three worlds!"

Following the voice, Raven was happy.

White hair, white hair again!

As the newly appointed common **** of orcs and half-orcs, Bai Mao worked very hard, and he was the most enthusiastic about martial arts. It's not that Bai Mao is wise enough to know clearly that he should seize the opportunity brought by the turbulent times of war and speed up his growth, but it is purely because Raven promised him 'when you have enough merit to become a powerful god, I allow you to be promoted to the Orc God King and officially have a slave god. ’

Facing the sight of the gods, Bai Mao retorted: "What, I can't fight for my 250 people?"

"Pfft", the goddesses all laughed.

Male gods want to laugh but dare not laugh, in order to maintain a gentleman's demeanor...

Raiwen supported his forehead, the sweat in his heart.

In business affairs, Baimao has nothing to do with Raven. But in his private life, White Hair is a pure orc. In line with the mentality that his own temple is big enough to have a cub who can afford it, the white-haired guy has an attitude of 'all orcs and half-orc beauties' attitude.

And since he was conferred a god, the harem has expanded dramatically, reaching triple digits in just half a year. If it wasn't for Lei Wen's strict order for this guy to control his heirs before he has enough merit, maybe his family's cubs would all exceed four. digits.

Compared to the white-haired bear, Lei Wen suddenly felt that he was so innocent that he looked like a little virgin who blushed when he saw a girl.

Well, there is no lower limit to what integrity is, and that's it.

Ometeto took a sip of the wine and said, "Your Majesty, I actually admire your royal way. After I got to know you, I admire your methods and your divine charm. I don't dare Believe in your deeds, you actually spent 20 years doing what a **** like me has not done in billions of years."

In fact, Raven wanted to say that he was more than twenty years old.

Raiwen still gave up, even if he doubled the number several times, it would still hit this old **** who had lived for hundreds of millions of years. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Raven smiled and raised the wine glass that was once again filled by the Queen of Stars Morville, and took a sip: "So I am your supreme god."

Ometeto sighed: "Okay, let's change the subject, I actually want to know more, how do you deal with incoming enemies. Ori and Azalanti add up, we are in absolute absolute position in terms of total world size and gods. Even if the other party is not in harmony, after all, there are three large worlds, three gods, and nearly 200 gods."

Those who are good at fighters have no illustrious achievements, and they win by attacking the weak. That is the foundation.

This time, Lei Wenming was posing for the weak to swallow the strong. As Ometeto made the same attempt, he was really curious. Not only him, but the other gods pricked up their ears and listened to Raven's answer.

It can be said that, in the face of a powerful enemy, except for a brainless guy like Bai Mao, the confidence of all the gods is based on the invincible myth of Raiwen's invincibility.

That kind of terrifying ability that predicts beyond the gods is the greatest confidence of the gods.

Raven smiled mysteriously: "Please allow me to sell it." (To be continued.)