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Chapter 420 The Demon King Doesn’t Want to Work Anymore

Agatha would rather be destroyed together than she would end up in this situation. A more arrogant smile appeared on the face of this goddess.

The Temple of Light exudes golden light. It is a gift from Chaos to the Light. It is the most beautiful building in the world. It is the direction where all the Gods of Light bow down every day. It is also a tower standing in the hearts of the Gods of Light. Faithful believers wipe out darkness in every corner.

The most beautiful things in the hands of each god are continuously sent to the center of the god's domain, where there is the belief of the gods of light, and there lives the greatest lord of light, who is the origin of all light, and is the one that bestows upon them God the Father of life.

It symbolizes the great Lord of Light.

Pfister, Lucy, and Agatha, the three powerful gods live not far from the center, they can be illuminated by the light of the Lord of Light every moment, they are the only existence that makes the gods jealous, It is also the only place where good gods can feel jealous.

Elvira was holding Natia Vida's hand excitedly, her face was flushed, burning with infinite passion, and the lively and cheerful god by the creek was distracted by the enthusiasm: "This is unbelievable Isn't it? Who would have thought that one day we could step into the protection of the Temple of Light, the Lord of Light, that is the great Temple of Light! My God! This is a miracle!"

The Temple of Light illuminates the entire Divine Realm, but the closer you are to the Temple, the more divine power you will be bathed in, and the power will become stronger, and you will have more opportunities to meet the legendary Lord of Light.

Poor Elvira, she has been waiting on the outermost edge for too long, she doesn't know that the Lord of Light has long been occupied by improper means, she seems to be so innocent and pure forever, and is the favorite child of the marginal gods , like the Temple of Light, sparing no effort to radiate its own light and heat.

Natia Vida bit her lower lip. She was dragged into a rampage during the preparation stage of the feast. She apologized to the other gods who were hit in a low voice again and again. Her charming appearance won the beauty of the gods again and again. Forgiveness, they are a symbol of light, how can they blame the young children.

Even so, there was a discordant voice, like a flaw on a harp, unscrupulously denouncing the faults of the two children.

"Hey, kids, watch a little bit."

"These are the gods from the outermost corners. They are extremely rude. They will definitely be rejected by the Lord of Light." The noble god sitting on the seat threw away the gods brought by Avella in disgust. A wine glass swept by the wind.

The clear nectar was sprinkled on the body of another god.

"These two bad boys." The god who prepared the wine during the feast murmured, she cleaned her long skirt with divine power, and was very angry: "Why haven't they been swallowed by the darkness, and fell into that terrible eternal night early? place."

Elvira was so excited, as if she couldn't hear any sound, she grabbed her female companion under the window of a palace. She fell to the ground and threw herself into her female companion's arms, smiling happily.

Natia Vida helplessly stroked Elvira's blue curly hair, softly singing from her voice, comforting her blushing female companion.

(End of this chapter)