the end of the heavens

"Goddess Ai'o, this golden armor on your body is so beautiful. Where did you find the treasure? I really want one."

Perseus widened his eyes, the pupils were golden, and swallowed enviously.

"This is the golden holy cloth, right on top of your head."

Ai'e pointed to the twelve golden holy clothes floating above the main hall, and couldn't help but wondered: "About the golden holy clothes and the holy fighters, everyone has heard the sound transmission from your elder brother, why don't you know?"

Perseus looked up at the ceiling, his mouth was wide open, surrounded by twelve golden holy garments, his blood boiled, and Ai'o lost his fragrance in an instant.

After a while, Perseus swished in front of Russell and swooped down on him.

A big black hand sprang out from the ground, grabbed Perseus' ankle in the air, swung it into a hammer and smashed it more than ten times in a row before throwing him on the ground.

Perseus has a strong body, wiped off the nosebleed after getting up, and moved to Russell's side: "Brother, you have so many beautiful armors, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I said that!"

"Liar."

"I said it when the sanctuary was established, but you didn't hear it."

Russell pouted, guessing that the sentence was too long, Perseus only heard the first part, and ignored the rest.

At the same time, I was a little moved in my heart. The silly brother went up the mountain not for the holy clothes, but to see him.

Although when he saw Ai'o, his big brother was thrown out of the sky, but this can't be blamed on Perseus, after all, the starting point is good.

It's all Zeus' fault. If he hadn't engraved his lust into his genes, Perseus wouldn't be unable to walk when he saw a beautiful woman.

"Brother, I want a piece of armor."

"Don't you have one yourself?"

Russell remembered that during the adventure, Perseus picked up treasures for five consecutive days, including a silver scale breastplate.

Perseus nodded when he heard this, took out the magic pocket from his waist, and in front of Russell, took out the breastplate and threw it far outside the Temple of the Sun.

"It's gone now."

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What is this, the wisdom of fools?

Russell was speechless. If he didn't know that Perseus had no brains, he would definitely think that he was as shameless as Zeus.

Ao was speechless, if she didn't know that Perseus had no brains, she would definitely think that he was as shameless as Russell.

"Brother, I want a piece of armor, can you please talk to me!"

"There is no armor here, only twelve golden holy clothes." Russell corrected.

"Then I want a golden holy cloth"

Facing Russell, Perseus was never polite. He looked up for a long time and found that everyone wanted it. Finally, he pointed to Leo's golden holy cloth: "This lion is so mighty, I want him."

"No, you are the son of Zeus, you should choose a bull, Taurus is more suitable for you."

As soon as Russell finished speaking, the Leo Golden Saint Cloth suddenly radiated light, fell from mid-air, and hovered quietly in front of Perseus.

This is a golden lion with a whole body composed of parts of holy clothes, majestic yet gorgeous.

Russell:

Too bad, if he hadn't pressed it, the Leo Golden Saint Cloth would have automatically disintegrated and worn on Perseus.

At a certain moment, Russell felt that Zeus not only engraved lust into his genes, but also his fate of being the dragon Zeus.

"Brother, you are so kind."

Perseus was teary-eyed, holding the Leo Golden Cloth, wiping his snot and tears up, according to biological habits, this is dividing the territory.

The picture is too eye-catching, and when Russell thinks that this thing is his own saint, he can't look directly at it for a while.

"Don't be too happy, if you want to wear the golden holy clothes, the real test has just begun"

Russell raised his hand and hooked slightly, Perseus's cheek was cut with blood, and a drop of blood floated in mid-air, and quickly grew and swelled into a meat ball.

While Perseus was stunned, the meat ball shrank and turned into his own appearance, with no difference in the whole face.

The golden lion disintegrated, and the holy clothing firmware turned into a golden beam of light and rushed towards the clone of Perseus, wearing it neatly on its body.

The golden light was restrained, the replica was tightly wrapped by the golden holy garment, and the shadow under the helmet was thick, covering most of the face, and only the part below the nose could be seen clearly on the whole face.

"This is your test. If you want to wear Leo's golden holy clothes, the method is very simple, just conquer it."

Russell crossed his legs and put his hands in front of him, as if he was a master behind the scenes.

"Brother, that's not right!"

Perseus withdrew his gaze in astonishment, pointed at the duplicate body and said, "This man doesn't have a penis!"

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Why is the point of focus of the silly boy different from others?

Russell complained in his heart, and said with disdain, "It's rare to see, and Ai'o is not small..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ai'o clenched her fists and coughed desperately, and looked at Russell with twitching corners of her eyes, "Sun God, pay attention to your words, even if it's for your own majesty, you should be more solemn and mature."

"Okay, okay, listen to the old lady, be more solemn and mature."

Russell crossed his hands under his nose, leaned forward, lowered his head slightly, and stared at Perseus with a cold gleam in his half-revealed pupils.

Darkness descended on the Hall of the Sun God, and Russell's light and shadow staggered, generally bright and half dark.

A chilling air lingered, Ai'e swallowed subconsciously, secretly thinking that it should be like this, this is the true posture of a god.

Suddenly, and a little bit faster heartbeat.

"Perseus!"

Russell's voice was deep and slow, carrying a strong sense of oppression, shocking, slowly drifting through the empty hall "Rare is more strange, and Ai'o has no dick."

Io? Yi?

She didn't say anything, and told herself not to be fooled. There are various reasons for her rapid heartbeat, such as anger.