Jos's tone was very complicated, full of disbelief and disbelief, with a little bit of "look at what you are talking about" and "let your poor believers go".
But even Shar can understand him.
Although the Dawn believers have always been willing to follow Lansander and act according to his will, it does not mean that they don't think that their main god is really a bit crazy.
They were the ones who knew clearly that the things Ransondel had done were abnormal, but they still followed him without hesitation.
Therefore, Joss really does not think that there is anyone in this universe who is more incorrigible than his own main god, and who can give AO more headaches.
Even though Selune and Shar are crazy...but in fact, everything they do is understandable.
Shar's goal has always been single-minded, so we don't need to mention it for now.
Selune, who can be compared with his family's main god, can actually understand most of her actions... that Silver Moon girl just wants to be happy.
Everything she does starts from the word 'I want'.
Lansendre is different.
Sometimes the things he does without hesitation may seem like "I want to", but they are not for himself.
Dawn believers, of course, love him for this, but that doesn't mean they think their boss is a being that everyone can understand.
He actually heard that the person his main god was talking about was a new generation of magic goddess... She would play herself to death at midnight. In fact, Joss was not surprised at all.
He is only in the second grade, it's not that he can't understand.
However, Joss always felt that AO would not let Midnight step down just like that.
The old man was very confident and always protected the gods he chose.
If it weren't for him, how could Cyric live so freely?
And as Midnight who was single-handedly picked up by the old man, no matter how brainless that woman is, she has to die three or five times and walk the road of destiny a few more times to see how good she is, right?
Jos touched his pocket and decided to speed up the construction of his Tower of Dawn... He really needed some accurate gossip.
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With onlookers from above and below, and even from the bottom of the earth, the ‘Old Sanda King’ could guess it even if he couldn’t see it.
But she was still very calm.
Her wolverine is equally steady and confident.
He even had the time to ask the 'Old Sanda King': "How is it? Do you need a second acceleration?"
The 'Old Sanda King' thought for a while, looked back and observed, and then shook his head: "The dirt on the remaining pages must have been burned away, and the other...if there are still, it is not something he can burn by himself.
, let’s go back to find Lansendre.”
"Don't worry about me, I'm just sleeping for three days." Wolverine said calmly, "It doesn't feel like it's long even when you're asleep."
"It's best not to burn your own blood." The 'Old Sanda King' said seriously, "I know you have been worried that you may be controlled by the blood mark, but I don't think igniting the essence and blood is a good thing.
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If this is enough, Merkel will never let herself reach a dead end.
That black panther is horribly shrewd and understands human nature. If he can't do it, then you shouldn't rely on yourself to figure it out.
Anyway, those mages already know the principle, and there are still so many fools and warcraft wandering outside the country of Warcraft!
You don’t need to risk yourself.”
Wolverine shook his head: "I didn't think about it..."
"It's strange that I didn't think about it." The 'Old Sanda King' interrupted his friend directly, "You just like to get into trouble.
However, wolverines are inherently virtuous, so I’m not surprised.
Just listen to me and I will be with you."
She jumped up suddenly, turned around in mid-air, and the golden light rushed directly into the emerald green sacred book in her raised hands.
Then she frowned fiercely and put away the wolverine with her backhand.
Ahead are towering mountain peaks.
If you want to return to Hill's Magic Tower, you must pass through a winding path.
The road, which is usually a bit dangerous just to climb, is now crowded with onlookers.
That happy attitude of watching the excitement made the 'senior Sanda King' feel a shadow in his heart.
Then, someone in the crowd turned around and saw the little Loli standing at the foot of the mountain with a serious face: "The old Sanda King is back! Why didn't anyone attack her?"
The expression on the face of the 'senior Sanda King' was really wonderful when he heard these words.
Of course she knew that for the San people, it was a must-see for someone to challenge their Aotian Alliance, and the more lively the fight, the better.
If the fight can last three days and three nights, the forum will start a large-scale live broadcast of comments, and maybe there will be some analysis of combat effectiveness.
But she is still here!
She took a deep breath...but that was normal.
Sanren, when alone, would definitely not dare to provoke members of a big family like them.
But when we gather together, we dare to do anything.
No matter how many members there are in the Aotian Alliance, and no matter how strong their combat power is, they cannot turn themselves into a bad force that "oppresses the scattered people" just for a few words or a trivial matter.
If the other side says dirty words, it doesn't matter... They just don't start a fight easily, but they certainly won't wrong themselves.
But like now, even the 'old Sanda King' with the toughest temper and the stiniest temper can only pretend that he didn't hear it.
She put her hand on her forehead and looked up silently.
Soon I saw a familiar figure rising into the air to fight.
Although the face is still invisible, the fighting method of throwing thunder and fire around circles with different arcs is like "Rain falling into the mortal world" at first glance.
Most people can't make circles like him, with no rules at all... Even if they force themselves not to circle in one direction, speed and angle, there will always be consistency due to some kind of habit.
The ‘Old Sanda King’ himself cannot do this.
She is a martial arts student, and although she also pays attention to the invisible punch, the style, strength, and angle of the punch must have formed a pattern due to years of training.
Even when walking, the distance she strides is about the same.
That’s why she asked ‘Yuluo Fanchen’ to teach Edna.
A mage's spell practice is actually similar to boxing practice...the final goal is to strike naturally, but the process in the middle relies on bit by bit efforts to create inertia.
When the mages of Toril fight, they look cool and comfortable, but in fact they are a little more familiar. You can tell what spells they want to use by just raising their hands and feet.
Even if it is an instant spell, some mages still can't control their hands and follow it.
The 'Old Sanda King' doesn't want Edna to be like this.
Of course, now she will no longer worry that Edna will suffer misfortune because of being caught with some bad habits.
However, if she can learn the unexpected way of thinking from 'Yuluo Morchen', Edna's future will definitely be safer... That guy is a tactical commander, and he has his own set of logic.
It's just different from others.
In that hellish place of Toril, the people who obey the rules and the gods who obey the rules don't live well.
But those who are too unruly may not survive.
The ‘Old Sanda King’ sincerely hopes that his Edna can find a way to live comfortably and safely.
Her eyebrows moved slightly, and she suddenly rushed straight towards the steep cliff next to her.
From the crowd, a dozen swordsmen actually rushed out and headed straight for her.
Among those who deal with 'Yuluo Morchen', there is also a mage... mainly to harass him.
Although the damage is not great enough, as long as it touches him, it can always slow down his speed.
But when it came to dealing with the 'old Sanda King' who was a priest, not a single mage came over.
"You know me quite well." The 'Old Sanda King' muttered... She also realized that there must be something wrong within the Aotian League.
But from the fact that only a dozen swordsmen were sent out, it can be seen that the other party must not know carefully enough.
It is estimated that there is a problem only among the older members who are familiar with the management.
A sneer tugged at the corner of her mouth... Even though she was talking nicely to her wolverine, how could she not be annoyed?
When that hook-nosed man was talking nonsense, it was not true that the ‘old Sanda King’ didn’t listen at all.
At least the ugly man said it with great confidence as to what these guys were using to disguise their existence.
Although there are a lot of modifiers, how could she, who comes from a nation that has a deep love for farming, not understand what those people have researched?
No matter how nice the farmyard fertilizer sounds, isn’t it still the same thing?
Why did she just use her ultimate move, and use Dawn Fire to summon real fire, completely turning that small building into ashes... Wasn't it because she didn't want people who went there later to find that there was a shithole?
As long as it is not seen with one's own eyes, any legend is just a rumor.
But no matter how well the ‘old Sanda King’ can comfort himself, his heart is still full of fire.
These swordsmen arrived just in time.
Looking at the swordsmen arriving at the bottom of the cliff where he was, the 'Old Sanda King' smiled and jumped directly from the air. He directly clamped the head of a swordsman with his two carrot legs and twisted it hard.
The dozen long swords that flew toward her directly pierced the body of the swordsman who was twisted in front of her.
The 'Old Sanda King' laughed ferociously, spun up from under the corpse, and fiercely hit the nearest swordsman's head with his small fist.
When the guy's head was punched into his neck, the swordsmen next to him who had just withdrawn their swords from their own bodies felt a sharp pain behind them.
The huge wolverine rose from behind them, killing a circle of people between its claws.
Just by meeting each other, at least six people lost their lives, which made these swordsmen a little panicked and called for help from a distance.
So, soon, the ‘Old Sanda King’ and ‘Yuluo Fanchen’ got together.
"Old age?" 'Yuluo Fanchen' circled around her head, "Why are you here?"