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Chapter 1062 The road to becoming a god by leaps and bounds

"This way, please, this way! Sit down, sit down!" Under Longmire's warm invitation, the three of them came to the small table in the garden.

As soon as Dali's butt touched the chair, Jasmine's eyes suddenly widened and she yelled angrily: "How presumptuous! There's no place for you to sit here, stand still!"

Dali jumped up in fright!

Longmire said awkwardly: "It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter!"

Molier said sternly: "Don't mess with the rules! What's more, he is still a clone! In the God Realm, no matter how big or small he is, he doesn't know how to die!"

Longmire frowned in embarrassment. Dali was even more at a loss! Damn it! Sister! Which play are you acting in? Can you give me a script brother to rehearse it in advance?

Moli'er angrily yelled again: "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry and pour tea for Your Excellency!"

Ah poof! Sister, you are so angry! Can you give me some face?

Trembling vigorously, he poured tea for Longmire first, fearing that if he spilled a drop, he would be scolded! And after Molier yelled like this, the atmosphere at the table became inexplicably subtle.

Finally, after pouring the tea safely, Dali said with relief: "Please take a seat!"

Longmire laughed and said: "Haha, you're welcome!"

Molier chuckled: "Business is not good. My people don't understand the rules, which makes you laugh."

Longmire chuckled: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

With tears streaming down his face, Dali said "my people" to you. It's been worth it for the rest of my life!

Molier said: "As far as I know, the Elf Kingdom has been quite prosperous during this time, especially the druids in the Silithus Desert. They have been clamoring to develop canals, green the desert, and revive the Elf Kingdom.

Now, they are making good progress, and the patron saint of the Elf Kingdom is also getting better and better, and he is very prosperous!"

Huh? Why is she talking about the Elf Kingdom? Silithus has made progress? Sure enough, the process has automatically advanced after maintenance?

Longmire..." couldn't help but be startled, but he still took her words and said calmly: "They underestimate the Zerg too much."

Molier chuckled: "It doesn't matter whether we succeed or fail in the future. The key is. The current situation in Silithus has been calculated on the performance of the Elf Guardian God, and at least half of this performance is due to me, the knight, helping her in the early stage.

The foundation was laid. So when she recommended him to Your Excellency, she must have felt very proud?"

Longmire smiled lightly: "Having a talent like Dali is a blessing to our alliance."

Jasmine is praising me? Haha! What kind of rhythm is this kind of scolding and praising?

Molier chuckled: "I can also tell you that so far, the clones of the Doomsday Dragon have been killed four times, and these four times are all related to me, the knight! In other words, all of them are related to me!"

Hey, hey, hey! You should act accordingly! It’s obviously my fault! But, what’s going on with Jessica’s red dragon?

Longmire's brows twitched: "What does Miss Molier mean?"

"Legends of Power Leveling in Online Games Chapter 1062: The Road to Godhood by Rapid Progress" Molier said proudly: "It's not interesting, what I did is meaningless. It's nothing more than being found and forced to protect myself. Or doing it for the achievements of others.

Just adding bricks and mortar! However, if you can accomplish this, it will be of great significance! Think about it, if you personally kill a clone of the Doomsday Dragon and tell the world, how high will your reputation be?

?How many followers will your followers increase in an instant? How much impact will this have on your future appointments?"

Longmire's brows jumped again!

Molier continued: "I know that the Patron Saint has the responsibility of the Patron Saint. Unless the Doomsday Dragon actively invades, it is unlikely that the Patron Saint will have a chance to fight against the Doomsday Dragon. However, if I cooperate with you, you will

With this opportunity! You can free up your hands! In addition, we have the experience and ability to kill the Dragon of Doomsday. With our help, you have this possibility! The key is that what you are doing is something else.

What the patron saint has no chance to accomplish, this is even more valuable achievements and prestige! When you are developed, you can promote us. This is a win-win situation. Only in this way can you have the prospect and value of cooperation? "

Longmire chuckled: "Do you really want me to personally take action against the "Online Game Boosting Legend" Dragon of the End of the World?"

Moli'er shook her head: "I'm just giving you an example. In fact, you can also guess that I'm going to run to the devil world, so it's meaningless to me to deal with the Doomsday Dragon. I just want to tell you that I just want to fight with you.

I want to cooperate with someone who is stable and promising, and I don’t want to cooperate with someone who is always on the lookout and running away, wasting time and delaying my trip to the devil world!”

Longmire was surprised: "That is to say, you are willing to help me deal with the Doomsday Dragon to regain my reputation and help me to be promoted to level 3 gloriously?"

Molier smiled coldly: "You are retreating in order to advance, deliberately acting like you have no future even if you want to give up the throne, aren't you just trying to lure me into taking the bait, waiting for me to take the initiative to say this?"

Dali was suddenly startled! Longmire was retreating in order to advance?

Longmire was also suddenly startled and smiled bitterly: "Do you think that's what I meant?"

Molier sneered: "Isn't that what you meant?"

Longmire sighed: "Don't push me, I really don't mean that. I really just look like I'm about to run away at any time before I have an "entertainment show"."

Molier suddenly stood up and said coldly: "Okay, I'll run away first!"

Longmire waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, no! That's what I mean!"

Molier sneered: "Okay, I agree, but not now."

Longmire was surprised: "Not now? Then when?"

Molier chuckled: "Of course it will be when I am promoted to level 2 god. Who is free to fill in for you now?"

I can't help but feel happy, that's right! For Moli'er, a level 1 god, the substitute training is obviously not as fast as the uninterrupted practice of the Crystal Throne. By the time she reaches the level 2 god, the power she needs is no longer what she can supply by killing monsters in the demon world.

At that time, the advantage of the millions of followers on his behalf was revealed. If he could help him kill a Doomsday Dragon clone with his own hands, his reputation would rise immediately, and maybe even more millions of followers would double his reputation!

Then it will be more cost-effective to work as a substitute!

Longmire asked anxiously: "Then when will you be promoted to level 2 god? Is level 2 god so easy?"

Molier's eyes squinted: "As long as you don't run away, what are you anxious about? Do you really want to run away so much?"

Longmire shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Okay, I actually don't want to leave, but actually I want to stay. I also see your performance, and I look forward to you helping me tide over the difficulties!"

Molier chuckled: "Actually, I don't want to run to the devil world, I also want to make up for it! You have found the right person for me."

The two gods laughed.

At this point, the two angels reached a secret agreement with ulterior motives. Molier's road to becoming a god is about to advance by leaps and bounds! The powerful road to becoming a god is about to reach heaven! (To be continued.)


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