"People are in the kingdom of God, and they just contain things in the adult room (

"Have you heard of Dream Merchant?"

A young man with a ring of teeth on his neck raised the subject with a mysterious face.

His name is Gallup, and he calls himself a magician.

"Hey, I have not only heard of it, I have also seen it!"

Grace spoke proudly beside her.

Ning Xiuyuan glanced at Grace...Why don't I remember that you participated?

Although most of the people participating in the trade fair change their appearance and use magic items to change their gender, there are not a few who can deceive the old vision.

"You, did you participate in the trade fair?"

Gallup was surprised, and immediately looked annoyed:

"When the Dreamland Merchant held the trade fair, I was at sea, and when I returned, things were over. Fortunately, the Dreamland Castle was there, otherwise I would regret it!"

"By the way, I heard that the dream merchant turned into a cow-like mythical creature with seven horns and attacked... the **** of storm and rain?"

Speaking of the last four words, Gallup's voice lowered, with a bit of blasphemous trepidation.

Ning Xiuyuan was stunned when he heard the words.

The dream castle is still there?

Could it be... The Storm and Rain God Church acquiesced?

Is this because of the face of Yavum Zha? Or is it because of the practicality of the castle he created? Or is it unstoppable?

At this time, Grace was also eloquent, boasting about the scene at that time.

Seeing his red face and exaggerated tone, as if he had witnessed the battle of God with his own eyes, Ning Xiuyuan felt that if he hadn't experienced it personally, he would have been bluffed by you.

Of course, perhaps this is the perspective of ordinary people.

For a long time, Grace's desire to express a little slow, Ning Xiuyuan asked casually: "Mr. Gallup, if I remember correctly, you just said that the Dreamland Castle is still there? Didn't it mean it was destroyed?"

Before Gallup could answer, Grace interjected: "How much does the Dream Merchant exist? Will the castle he created be destroyed? After the war of God, the castle was restored to its original condition. I went in to purchase and trade a few things. !"

Ning Xiuyuan nodded: "It's great, when this adventure is over, I must go to see it."

Gallup smiled and said, "I can guarantee that you will be shocked."

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...

Eggbert Cathedral Prayer Room.

"Master Patriarch, I don't understand why I want to leave the Dreamland Castle."

The demigod Terrence looked puzzled.

Morton, the patriarch in charge of the northern parish of the Aztec Empire, closed the temple in his hand, raised his brown eyes, and said, "Aside from prejudices, how do you think the dream castle compares to the black market?"

The demigod Terrence was stunned and fell silent.

Since the emergence of the Dreamland Castle, especially after the Dreamland Merchants have shown power comparable to the gods, the Egerbert black market has plummeted, and the door can be quite different.

At first glance, the emergence of Dreamland Castle seems to have impacted the resource monopoly and rule of the Storm and Rain Sect.

This is not the case.

Because the God of Storm and Rain is more adaptable to the trading method of Dream Castle than individual tourists.

They can dispatch specialized traders to follow the market.

Once precious materials appear, they can be intercepted with great wealth, especially their extraordinary characteristics.

However, the previous black market model had hidden trading methods and was often limited to between three and five people. No matter how powerful the Church of the Storm and Rain was, it was often stretched.

To put it nicely, there is light and darkness.

To put it harder, it means that supervision is not enough, and it has to be divided into three parties.

After a long silence, Terrence said: "It seems to be good for the wandering and transcendents, but it is actually more beneficial for us to supervise."

Morton nodded: "Yes, in that case, why not stay?"

"But..." Terrence pursed his lips: "The Dream Castle is most likely an extraordinary ritual for the Dream Merchant. Should we let him drop anchor here?"

"Guess what is the state of Dream Merchant?"

"This..." Terrence was stunned. For a while, he suddenly realized that he was ashamed: "I am shallow."

Dream merchants can hardly shake the storm and rain gods and retreat all over, at least in the realm of angels.

To put it ugly, the influence of Dream Castle is not worthy of an angel at all.

"If it is ruined, then you will completely offend an angel."

"Keeping it, it's barely a favor, not to mention the dream castle is really beneficial to us. One day if he remembers, he may come out again with a high-level characteristic." Morton whispered.

"I see." Terrence took a deep breath.

"Go!"

"Yes!"

Terrence nodded in a salute, stepped back two steps, and then turned and left.

"Crack!"

With the door closed, Morton's expression grew deeper.

What he said to Terrence was actually his wishful thinking.

Regarding the fate of Dream Castle, no one can decide except for the great God of Storm and Rain.

The Pope's request only received an incomprehensible oracle.

——The pale flame will eventually ignite thousands of miles of ice and snow, keep it, or avoid the bad temper that has been closed for tens of thousands of years.

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...

"His Royal Highness, the Black Pearl is calling at the port!"

A rush of footsteps broke into Van Lentina's cloakroom.

With her eyes closed slightly, Van Lentina, who was waiting for her maid to dress up her makeup, suddenly opened her eyes, and she looked at the maid to report: "So fast?"

"How long does it take?"

"About a quarter of an hour ago!"

"How is your governor's mood?"

"After disembarking, I rode my horse to Abbe Cathedral."

"It looks like something big happened?"

Van Lentina muttered to herself, closing her eyes again.

She approached Lambert, Governor of the Navy, and her real purpose was to inquire about Arthurs, the favored one of the real person.

However, her actions obviously misunderstood the outside world~lightnovelpub.net~ even Lambert's wife Whittier turned around and gave the whale baleen, and declined to win.

Valentina didn't care about this.

Just watching the Black Pearl go and come again, the situation is rather urgent, and my heart can't help but feel a little more nervous.

Originally, she was going to consider the matter of taking the extraordinary properties, but now she thinks it is better to take it as soon as possible.

Strength is the key.

In addition, should I report to the real person about taking extraordinary characteristics?

After thinking for a long time, Van Lentina had an idea.

She waited patiently and waited for the maids to finish dressing up. Then she found an excuse to sing the prayers of real people in a low voice.

After praying, Van Lentina took a deep breath and waited for the coming darkness.

In the heartbeat, darkness has never come.

"This... what's going on?"

Van Lentina became a little surprised and uncertain.

"Boom..."

Amidst two slight knocks, a low report came.

"Your Royal Highness, Miss Nilia is visiting."

"I'm tired..."

Van Lentina subconsciously found an excuse to open it, not wanting the door to open suddenly, and a gorgeous young woman rushed in.

"Valentina, a big event! A big event! You must never think of it."

Van Lentina was stunned and stunned in her heart.

Even if she and Cornelia have always had a very good relationship.

"What's wrong?"

Van Lentina had to fight hard, and when she prayed that the real person called her, she must look twice, otherwise once the suspended animation passed, it would be difficult to explain afterwards.

"Aztec empire is shocked to see a war of gods!"

The sweet-looking Cornelia looked excited and serious, as if this matter had something to do with her.