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The lingering whispers, telling the original fiery emotion, the joy of authority and nature, made Lilith the Queen of the Night intoxicated and addicted.

Only this joy can prove that she seems to be alive.

In the midst of the rising joy, the sound of a faint prayer suddenly made her froze all over!

Her spiritual fire couldn't help but boil over.

—It is Arthurs, the **** of phantom sleep!

Just the sound, like a light, shone into the folds of her body, causing her to almost drown in the warmth.

"Well-"

In the nasal voice that could not be fed, the pink dream quietly collapsed.

"Forgive my slights, great slumber, the road to Kadath is always so long, especially now."

Queen Lilith of the Night pushed open the gate of the onyx fortress and stepped inside.

She was dressed in a black dress on the back, like a budding black tulip, which was quite different from the panic of the last meeting.

"It's okay."

With the densely packed Throne of Gods as the background, Arthurs, the God of Illusory Sleep, did not seem to understand Lilith's suggestion. He leaned on the Throne, lowered his eyebrows and meditated, and only slightly raised his chin when Lilith arrived.

Like a fragrant breeze, Lilith gently floated to Ning Xiuyuan and said with a chuckle, "I don't know why His Highness called me in the middle of the night, why?"

She actually wanted to care more about Arthurs.

His mysterious and deep dark eyes seemed to be even more melancholy, like a mass of ice that could not be melted, so that she could not wait to melt in her arms.

It's just that she didn't dare to overstep it, because behind that fascinating charm was the terrifying majesty that killed the old rulers.

In the face of Lilith's straight to the point, Ning Xiu said: "The will of the Fan God is a responsibility I must fulfill as soon as possible. Those old rulers will not let me release the dream gods, I need Nordens, the lord of the abyss. s help."

In fact, in theory, Ning Xiuyuan can also contact the Lord of the Great Abyss and the Goddess of the Old Seal.

- Chanting the prayers of the gods is the best way to call.

Obviously, Ning Xiuyuan gave up this practice.

In the field of occultism, there is a basic common sense, or code.

That is, do not recite prayers of unknown origin easily!

The same applies to the gods.

For example:

If someone recites the prayer of a real person, it is entirely possible for Ning Xiuyuan to introduce his consciousness into the void universe.

If some gods possess more treacherous and special authority, they may be able to use prayers, anchor targets, and implement fraud and sanctions.

- In other words, this is also one of the reasons why the Moon Goddess personally sent her clone to visit the Northern Continent.

Back to topic.

Hearing the name of Nordens, the lord of the abyss, Lilith's body froze slightly, but soon relaxed again.

There was even a hint of joy in his heart.

—Because Arthur also asked for her!

She took a step forward, bent down her slender waist, revealing a delicate back, a stunning face that was almost in line with the aesthetics of all humanoid creatures, and approached Ning Xiuyuan.

"He is as boring as those night terrors. It is not easy to convince him."

Ning Xiuyuan's face was sprayed with a bit of rose fragrance, causing him to frown slightly.

It was this subtle expression that made Lilith's face change slightly.

She straightened up and said coldly, "You hate me? Could it be that you and those poor male creatures have the same despicable prejudice?"

Ning Xiuyuan's expression remained unchanged: "I once controlled the authority of the plague, and since then I have betrayed the fear of disease. I know the feeling of alienation, just like I do now."

Lilith raised her eyebrows, her eyes flickering with uncertainty and anger! !

Arthur's subtext is obvious.

He didn't blame Lilith for her joyous nature, because it was a gift of authority.

Just as he was unable to develop fear and disgust for the disease in the first place.

The reason why he didn't respond to Lilith was not because he was unwilling, but because his authority alienated him again and made him lose interest in this area.

Thinking about it carefully, Arthur's name is phantom sleep, maybe he really hates this kind of bedtime exercise instinctively.

But Arthur's hatred was Lilith's unwillingness.

She felt her heart bleed.

"Completing the mission of the Fan God, maybe I can be crowned again and improve my authority. I don't want anyone to hinder my plan."

Ning Xiuyuan said with an expressionless face.

Lilith stared at Ning Xiuyuan's face for a long time, and leaned closer, like a lover's embrace, her red lips fell on her earlobe and said softly, "I will persuade Nordens to help, for the covenant, for You, my fantasy The **** of sleep."

After speaking, she took a deep breath and left slowly, holding back her desire without sipping.

This kind of holy perfection is most flavorful only when it is actively catered to.

She was willing to wait for it.

"The stars will witness our oath!" Ning Xiuyuan responded.

Lilith's eyes were fascinated. After a long time, she nodded lightly, turned around to reveal her delicate back, and went away resolutely.

The hall fell silent again.

Ning Xiuyuan put his right hand on his forehead, secretly complaining in his heart:

-I didn't expect that I would still betray Hue one day? This **** chaotic universe is a hell!

The reason why he rejected Lilith's suggestion was not because of his hatred and disgust. Everyone was a pitiful creature under extraordinary power, and no one was qualified to laugh at anyone.

He just doesn't like it!

…

…

Only the wrong name, not the wrong nickname.

Everyone knows that Zosik is called the Magic Continent, but few people know the origin of this title.

Perhaps a trace of this title can be found in the ancient kingdom of wizards, Tinarat!

The wizard tower poking directly into the sky draws on the power of deep space, and the dense wizarding fortresses surround the wizard tower.

This great kingdom, which can be called a magical miracle, eventually disappeared under the iron cavalry of the undead empire.

Also scattered are the sorcerers and wizards who endlessly spy on the mysteries of the universe.

They ignited sparks of fire throughout the continent, and in the changing circumstances, they erected city-states.

This piece of history that is enough to intoxicate historians, in the historical dust that has long since vanished, and in this historical dust, this Mage Kingdom has always stood.

"hiss-"

"Boom—"

The duel between witchcraft and the undead is still being staged outside the porthole. In the conference room on the top floor of the wizard tower, it is as quiet as abyss.

One after another, figures as weak as mortals, or as ethereal as shadows, surrounded the conference table.

This is the city that the **** of timing summoned from history.

A little-known conspiracy is taking place in history.

Counting carefully, these figures are the old gods of the crazy missionary Zosik. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

They have the **** of dawn, the **** of storm and rain, the lord of Slaanesh, and the goddess of the moon from the continent of North;

There are also the **** of war, the mother of the earth, the **** of timing, and the **** of the ocean from the continent of Lesena:

Of course, there is also the original mother from the Tate continent, the sinful king...

One after another figure has been counted, but the only real person is missing.

"Goddess of the Moon, I don't understand. Your arrogant favored ones have turned their backs on you. Instead of imposing punishment, you called us here. Is this to disband the faith in public?"

The despicable sarcasm came from the conference table, attracting a burst of snickering and ridicule.

Only poor believers will beautify their poor faith.

"If your power has half the power of your stinky mouth, the Doyle Mountains will not be reduced to the deep sea!"

"So I'd rather ruin it than let anyone get it!"

"Okay... sarcasm is meaningless to us. There is a price to pay for summoning the city of history. This expensive journey through time and space is not here to listen to your tragic and barren words!"

Amidst the noisy scolding and ridicule, the conference table gradually quieted down.

The gods here have faced each other more or less in their history ranging from a thousand years to ten thousand years, and hatred has long since solidified into an insoluble glacier.

But even so, facing the big cake of Zosik, they were still willing to sit down and have a good chat.

"In the tens of thousands of years of history, I have never seen the **** of the corpse retreat, and the only few concessions were just negligence after a sound sleep, so I don't want this time to be a nap."

"So I think it is necessary for us to integrate your intelligence and piece together the truth of the matter and the complete outline of the real person."

In the silence, the Moon Goddess raised the issue.

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