Is the Evil God Me?

When the familiar and intimate smell of earth, mixed with animal feces, the smell of sweat gathered by humans, and the enduring aroma of barbecue, crawls around in my nose that has slowly regained consciousness, Lynn knew that he should be awake, and that spirituality refilled his body and body, and the diffusion of perception of waking up after the body's dormancy always made people feel like the sun was rising.

Lynn quickly got up from the bed.

Then he was like a man who had been ravaged by the countess, the head maid, and a whole team of maids for a night. His face was not refreshed, but inexplicably melancholy and exhausted.

Snapped!

He slapped himself on the forehead, and by the way gave himself a buff to boost his activity. Lynn tried to adjust his bad mood.

He had to admit that Atari might be right, and now he seems to be involved in an epic-like scene, and he seems to be the chosen one. It seems that after he came to North Wind Town, he was targeted, and the dream last night was the first contact.

OMG! How could he be like an idiot and retarded in the dream! ?

Touching his face with his hands, showing no face.

Lynn felt so embarrassed that he didn't even want to get up to wash up now, and he didn't care about the vague voices outside the tent. Anyhow, if there was anything important, the capable head maid would come in with decent etiquette and amazing speed and shake him out of bed.

"Where did Ju Ling come from, this is a question..."

Can still remember the whole process of the exchange, the little gentleman couldn't help pinching his eyebrows.

I always felt as if I was one step closer to some great secret.

Not to mention the vague figure, there is a real sense of familiarity. Lynn just thought about it for less than half a second and then cursed in his heart, can you be unfamiliar? Isn't his mother's own Black Holy Grail full overwrite also showing that kind of hazy attitude, which makes people feel the real image at all, The image of the elf in his mind now was green-toned, pretty, feminine, and then it was gone.

Is this feng shui turning a little too fast?

That night, I used the Black Holy Grail to play Atari's self, and I don't know which elf angel or demigod dragged her from her dream. Although he was a little mentally retarded in the dream, it seemed that the mysterious existence did not mean to discover the Black Holy Grail, and only talked about some paradoxical revelations.

The blazing sun falls, the gods sing, and the gold arrives.

Lynn suddenly thought of a funny stake joke, if he caught a believer of [Burning Sun] and said to him, hey, buddy, do you know that the big fireball you believed in actually died once. He felt that he might become the most wanted criminal of the Rising Sun Church in the whole continent the next day.

The Inquisition is invited.

Amused by this self-entertaining joke, the rebellious heretic Mr. Lynn picked up the cold water on the side of the table and gave himself a simple rinse.

When he fell asleep last night, he should not have reached the astral world.

He had to walk through the star realm more than once, and although he only had a taste of it many times, he was very familiar with the aura of the star realm.

That place is more like the gap between the astral world and the surface world.

In that place, the stars of the surface can even be observed, so as to locate and echo. As for that mysterious elf, she was observing the stars at the time, and then she showed a huge bright light source behind the sky. Her knowledge must be much stronger than her own.

"...It means that after He died, other gods sang for it... because they were happy? And all this happened before the age of gold."

As a young gentleman who was preparing to enter the University of Livia as a history student, his knowledge of mainland history is still qualified. The current era is called the steam age or the industrial age. The first thousand years of the dynasty were the era when the feudal lords fought each other, and then the gold era or the epic era. It will take about four thousand years to continue the dynasty. to reach the original age.

It is said that in the primitive era, there was a battle of gods, and there was also one in Shuojin.

A famous mainland joke is that a king of a small remote country heard that a war broke out among the gods, so he decided whoever could win and would help whomever he could win, and ordered the court fortune-tellers to observe the situation every day. As a result, when the king died of old age, the son of the king died of old age, and the son of the son died of old age, and until the country perished, there was no victory.

Lynn started scratching his head.

If [Eternal Sun] died in the original era, it is not difficult to understand why it is now [Burning Sun]. But the problem is that there is no record of this, so Lynn smells a familiar smell. After the broken divinity of [Painless Apostle] was completely chewed off, those who knew at that time were vague about the name [Painless Apostle]. Forgetting~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Combined with the existence of [Juling], Lin En suddenly felt a sense of horror in his heart!

Could it be that [Eternal Sunshine] is going to cheat the corpse?

The elf demigod said, [Juling] was alive at first, but later died, because a **** was hatched from him, and [Juling] accepted death and did not want to sleep forever. place.

"[Weaving Moth], [Mother Goddess of Harvest], [Secret Singer], [Mouth of Sewing], [Mist of No Existence]... That's not right, the canon of the church does not have a description of the origin of the righteous god, it is from [Juling] started. In other words, there is an inner ghost hidden among the gods? He concealed the fact that he was born from [Juling], how did he do it?"

Lynn felt that this must be a big news, although there is a 120% probability of being burned at the stake, but if something can be found out, it must be very fun!

No, no, it's so exciting.

Licking his lips involuntarily, Lynn thought, if he really wanted to investigate secretly, he would at least find a few professionals to learn about the relevant information. The archaeology department and the history department are quite suitable. Think optimistically, even if you are lucky enough to be fired by the Inquisition, there will be a group of brothers and sisters on the road together.

Sitting on the bed, it took about half an hour to sort out the information in his head, and at the same time looking forward to the next meeting, Lynn finally realized that the excitement outside the tent was stronger than usual. As soon as he got out of the tent, he saw many people running around in a hurry.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no signs of battle, Lynn would have wondered if the legendary monsters in the Black Forest had come to attack the camp.

Soon, Lynn learned the reason for the excitement from the mouth of a maid.

Someone died last night. The village girl named Aya died in the tent of Leonardo, the son of the Labour Party.