Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

"take away!"

Teclis, who was stagnant in the quasi-demigod, was tied tightly by the "Star Barrier" of the Star Guardian Soraka and the magic-forbidden chains of the silver-white Lancer Blitzcrank.

"...I understand the matter. What Teclis committed violated the laws of the Kingdom of Yris and Holy China, so it will be dealt with according to the regulations.

I remember this situation. Without obtaining forgiveness, you can be released after serving 5 years in prison, paying 18 years of alimony, and compensating the woman.

What, do you want to plead for him? "

Chen Sheng, who could see clearly through the Eye of Holy Light card "Law Enforcement Instrument", suppressed his discomfort and asked with a smile.

"If this is the case, I will definitely not come to trouble you, but Radlili will destroy Teclis's power..."

In the past, the goddess of the mist who was busy looking for allies in the mist of chaos and intercepting a glimmer of hope for the otherworldly world rarely paid attention to her divine choice.

But, that was before. Since the appearance of the Holy Light Lighthouse, Radlili had come into contact with Jin Shining many times - using the lighthouse to return quickly,

She quietly paid attention to this divine person who made her feel hopeful. By the way, she also saw Elsharion, who "has no love from her grandma, no love from her uncle, and both of her parents are dead."

Under the House of Love and Darkness, King Yris's dilapidated "Misty Prison" has been enhanced to an epic level.

Let’s not mention the past for now.

In the current Asotamaha Prison, as long as you are arrested,

For those below the weak level of gods, if there is no mist lantern to guide them, there is no way to get out!

Eltharion: There really is no way! It's all fog!

"Rad Lily? She's so busy, shouldn't she? Have you misunderstood?"

Chen Sheng asked in surprise. His only impression of this goddess who came and left in a hurry every time was that of a busy person who "knows how to bring gifts."

"Misunderstanding? There is no misunderstanding. Look at my state!"

There was more anger than shame in the voice of the Lord of Wisdom.

Ding!

Hoss gives you a hint of information.

Hoss

Status: Incarnation (No. 41), slightly injured (recovering)

Type: World God (Weak God lv1/Main God lv4)

Authority: knowledge, magic, wisdom, mage, scholar,

Godly: Demigod (2), weak (39)

Culture: Kada'i pantheon, Sai Sarai pantheon, Hoth magic swordsman

Minor injury?

This guy comes to your door asking for someone...

Beaten?

Thinking of this, Chen Sheng couldn't help but glance at the Lord of Wisdom.

"Ahem, just as you thought... I want to ask you to beg for mercy. In addition, Lilith and Nisu asked me to convey the woman's reconciliation... er, request."

Hess expressed his request awkwardly.

Originally, he didn't want to take care of this troublemaker who had the status of "Chosen" from three families, but he couldn't resist Moon Girl's request.

"Since it's the request of the three members, I will give it a try, but I can't guarantee that the Misty Goddess won't agree.

As for Elsharion, I will be the one to pull the strings. It’s up to you to decide how to negotiate.

My suggestion is to respect the opinions of the parties involved. This is necessary and necessary. "

"No problem, no problem, thank you very much."

After the Lord of Wisdom cast a look that said, "I'm optimistic about you," he swayed and disappeared.

"What happened?"

The High King of the Dwarves and Emperor Sigmar, who had not dared to come over for a while, came over mysteriously.

"The Lord of Wisdom is here to intercede for the scumbag. Hey, let's not mention this matter. Let's talk about my things..."

While Chen Sheng sent a message to Radley, he invited the two top leaders of the faction into a reception room.

"...Uh, I found it, there is such a thing~"

Titanfall takes place during the Longbeard War, before Thorgrim was born.

After listening to the story, he skillfully flipped through the "Book of Hatred".

However, this artifact that records "all kinds of hatred" for tens of thousands of years has too much content.

Even a veteran demigod like Thor Green had been searching for a long time.

"Sigma, there is such a huge creature under Rick's territory!"

The "Book of Hatred" is illustrated, and the appearance of the Holy Titan is completely displayed in front of the stunned "Karl Franz".

"If this one suddenly crawls out, your Rick Province will suffer a big disaster."

Thorgrin pointed to the words "Tomb King, invasion, destruction" and other words with a sigh on his face.

"Fortunately, we found it in time, so let's get it out quickly...wait, why did you say that's your thing?"

In recent years, with the help of allies, Emperor Sigma has become more confident and his strength level has increased rapidly.

Like a machine gun, he quickly listed a series of action measures.

At the end of his words, he seemed to have just come to his senses and looked at the Chosen One of Holy Light on the main seat with confusion.

"Ulatip Devotee is the name of this structure. Its designer is Usirion, the god of the underworld in the Desert Pantheon.

It was created... as a messenger of Hades, and its ownership belongs to Hades, no problem? "

Chen Sheng, who was well prepared, explained to the two of them one by one in a very serious and solemn tone.

"Of course that's no problem, but this..."

Thorgreen spread his hands.

"Ahem, let me introduce you formally. This is my god and girlfriend, Ussilian!"

After Jin Shanxian straightened his waist, he stretched out his hand to the empty direction on the left.

"Ok!"

A beautiful figure quickly appeared, placing her right hand on Chen Sheng's left hand and nodded.

The person who came was none other than Ussilian, who was "unintentionally" held his hand and deliberately deceived into becoming his girlfriend on the grounds of "trying it out."

you...

Is finding a spouse so high-end now?

Can you still have fun playing? !

After Thorgreen and Karl looked at each other, they looked at Chen Sheng with extremely resentful eyes.

Sacred Chinese calendar, February 11, 2, Southland, Rainforest of the Gods.

"Brother, how about we compete?"

At this moment, in front of the new Skaven, the last city here, "The Trace of Sotek",

Chen Sheng, who had led his army to kill for half a month, cleared the front line with a huge "Holy Light Cross Slash" and then looked sideways at the two men holding swords beside him.

"What kind of comparison?"

A man wearing a horned helmet and carrying an exaggerated giant blade with his bare arms rushed in from a distance in a whirlwind.

"Lord, please speak!"

With a bow and arrow on his back, a body full of muscles, and extremely sharp eyes, the young man who looked like a marksman at first glance wielded a single sword that could not even be seen in the afterimage.

"Let's see who kills the most rats with three sword strikes, how about that?"

Chen Sheng, who had not appeared for ten years, spent a lot of his free time researching new moves for the priests.

"No problem, my name of Three Swordsmen is not just for bragging!"

The king of the barbarians "Tryndamere", who was drawn from "The Wheel of Fortune must win the lottery once", has killed many new ratmen generals in a few months.

Even the exiled Skarbrand didn't get any advantage from him.

"My lord, I will definitely live up to your expectations."

Huang Zhong, who doesn't know how to draw a sword and is not a good shooter, was one of the heroes that Jin Shining selected when he left the Golden Throne.

"Then I'll start by throwing some light on things~"

Chen Sheng nodded. After throwing out the two "Taisalak" blessed holy light swords in his hands, he transformed into a 28-meter giant.

"Here comes the sword!"

A giant sword of holy light as long as his body was formed in his voice.

"Deadly holy sword, one strike!"

The Chosen One of Holy Light held the sword with both hands and began to accumulate power for a short period of time.

Ten seconds later, a crescent-shaped holy light "Sword Qi" 600 meters long and 30 meters thick,

Passing through the bodies of the New Ratman Professional Legion at a speed exceeding the speed of light.