Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 127:

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After the agreement was reached, King Dyke went to the temple to pray, reported the incident to the gods in detail, and asked how to deal with it.

In the palace of the human gods, the Lord of Radiance suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a little smile.

This is a very rare thing for him, who has always been serious. So that the gods were a little surprised, the heroic **** could not help asking: "Your Majesty, is there anything worth celebrating?"

"It's not enough to celebrate, but it's interesting." The Lord of Radiance said, "I just got a news that the guy in Masked Void is lying on the border between the Kingdom of Thousand Springs and the Kingdom of Dwarves, not letting them fight. "

The human gods looked at each other, wondering how interesting this thing was.

"The Kingdom of Thousand Springs often attacked the Kingdom of Dwarves. I think you all know it. But this time, the Kingdom of Dwarves was supported by the orc empire. They felt that they could not win with the power of zìjǐ. At the expense of a piece of the remains of the deity's corpse, we have reached cooperation with the Secret Tower Federation and are preparing for a joint attack." The Lord of Radiance said, "The result was that this side was ready. When planning to send troops, the big jellyfish lay down on the border. So they didn't. There is a way, so I have to pray to me and tell me what to do-do you find it interesting?"

The human gods were silent for a while, and finally the relatively tall heroic **** sighed and said honestly: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I really don't see where this thing is interesting..."

The Lord of Radiance shook his head: "You guys, you should usually study more research strategies!"

Speaking, he set his sights on the noble god.

The **** of the nobles naturally understood what he meant, and explained to the gods: "The country of Thousand Springs wants to recognize counsel, but is not willing to give away the corpse of the precious **** to the Secret Tower Federation. That’s why they prayed to your Majesty... In fact, they wanted to ask your Majesty, if they take this opportunity to calculate the secret magic tower federation, or even calculate the mystery master, can they?"

The human gods are shocked together. Is this the master of mysteries?

"But...what should I do?" asked the hero god.

"In general, it is nothing more than trying to arouse the greed of the Secret Tower Federation and let them find the Void Mask to die. Then hype it up and force the **** of spellcasters to come forward. The **** of spellcasters will definitely not win. Mask of the Void, so the Lord of Mysteries will inevitably have to take action." The noble **** smiled and said, "It's a simple plan, but it's pretty real. I like it."

The God of Heroes nodded: "This plan is simple, but as long as the first step can be completed, the follow-up will be a logical matter, and it's not bad."

"The problem lies in the first step." The Lord of Radiance said, "The king of the Kingdom of Thousand Springs prayed to me that we can help him improve the first step and ensure that the legendary wizards of the Secret Tower Federation can be lured to run. Go find Masked Void to die."

"It's not easy!" The hero **** frowned and said, "Do you want to use divine power to control their minds? But in this way, the spellcaster **** will also find us..."

"There will always be a way." The Lord of Radiance said, "You don't need to worry about this. You should contact your friends and find the kind that is careful, meticulous, confidential and reliable."

The gods stood up together, agreed in unison, and then left.

The palace where the gods gathered just now became empty. Only the Lord of Radiance sat alone on the throne in the center.

He tapped the handrail lightly with his fingers, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "Since the eradication of the elven gods, you have not really made any more effort, even the last time. So many years have passed. , Are you stronger? Or are you weaker? Haha, I am looking forward to it!"

Almost at the same time, beside the magic spring surrounded by rainbows, the mystery lord dressed in primitive robes opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" The spellcaster **** who was acting as a waiter by his side was taken aback and asked in a low voice.

The Lord of Mysteries usually maintains a meditative posture, thinking about the mysteries of the world. In the past few hundred years, He has opened his eyes only a few times. This time he opened his eyes suddenly for no reason, fearing that something might happen again.

The Lord of Mysteries shook his head, and a smile appeared on his mottled face like an ancient tree: "An old friend is thinking about me."

The **** of the spellcaster naturally understood what he meant, and his eyes narrowed, revealing a little killing intent.

"Don't be jīdòng, being alive, it is inevitable to be remembered." The mystery master said calmly, "In these years, there have been so many old friends who are thinking about me. I don't care if they think about it again."

"I will go and arrange, no matter who it is, if you dare to make trouble, I will give them a ruthless jiāoxùn!"

"Don't be so nervous." The Master of Mysteries shook his head, "You have to be nervous before others do it? If they haven't done it for a thousand years, will you be so nervous for a thousand years?"

The **** of the spellcaster was stunned, and subconsciously asked: "A thousand years? This is too long!"

"Not long. For the deity, it takes a thousand years to prepare a trap to counter the opponent. It can only be considered cautious, not slow at all." The mystery master said, "You still haven't completely reversed the concept. , Don’t be bothered by the concept of mortal time. Time doesn’t make much sense to you and me."

The **** of the caster froze again, and slowly sat back where he was, lost in thought.

The Lord of Mysteries didn't say anything, but calmly stared into the distance, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

After a while, Sui Xiong got a message from qíguài.

"Someone wants to deal with me?" He looked at the scroll that suddenly appeared in front of zìjǐ in wonder. The text on it was slowly fading, and even the scroll was slowly disappearing, like putting a piece of ice in. In the water, it is melting.

"Who is going to deal with me? I have come to maintain world peace~ IndoMTL.com~ Why should we deal with me? There is no reason for this!" Sui Xiong did not stop the disappearance of this scroll, but quickly started Thinking about who wants to calculate zìjǐ? Who will remind zìjǐ again?

There seems to be a lot of people who may have to count him. The possibility of evil gods is very high, but the good gods may not be impossible. Even among the neutral gods, there may be people who look at him unpleasant and want him to suffer.

As for notifications, there are not many. First of all, this person must have the ability, at least with moderate divine power, otherwise it is impossible to do this. Then this person should be quite tall and well-informed, but his identity is a bit awkward, and he is not suitable for contacting zìjǐ clearly. In the end, this person still hopes that zìjǐ will not be unlucky in this matter, or hope that zìjǐ will take advantage of this opportunity to fight back... so count it...

"Damn! Still a little too much!"

Sui Xiong sighed helplessly, split up a clone, and gathered friends to discuss.

As an artist, it is really not his specialty. (To be continued.)