Have You Considered Coming to the Moon to Become a Demon God?

But......

Enlil was really gentle, even with her.

This made Olga Marie unable to resist her, and she didn't know whether she should be happy or sad.

It feels like being peacefully evolved.

After thinking about it, Olga Marie, who couldn't think of a reason, gave up thinking.

Embarrassed, she stretched out her hand to Enli.

"In the future, I will teach you a lot."

Enli froze for a moment, then smiled and shook her hand.

"Ah."

Mo Yu, who was on the side, scratched his cheeks. The harmonious picture made people feel warm, but there was always a feeling that he was redundant.

However, it was a blessing in misfortune that the two did not have a dispute.

Because of the huge disparity in strength between the two, once they really fought, Mo Yu could only help Mary, otherwise she would be bullied by Enli.

After Enli used the power of the stars to temporarily suppress the spread of the fantasy tree, Mo Yu untied the barrier.

A ray of golden light flashed past, straight into Mo Yu's arms.

"Teacher, I miss you so much."

The person who came was of course the beauty god Ishtar. After untying the barrier, she couldn't wait to fly up to check everyone's safety. She was relieved when she saw that the three of them were fine.

The faint honey aroma exuded from the hair of the girl in her arms smelled very sweet.

When Mo Yu subconsciously hugged the girl's slender waist, two eyes fell on his hand.

His body froze, and he wanted to let go, but Ishtar fixed him at the waist in dissatisfaction.

"What, only the state officials are allowed to set fires and not the common people to light lamps? I want to do what the teacher did to you!"

Enli and Olga Marie, who heard this, seemed to remember something, and they blushed at the same time.

Ishtar was stunned for a moment. She thought that with her own initiative, she and Mo Yu had reached the point where they could kiss, and as long as she worked harder, she could take Mo Yu's first blood.

"What do you mean by being so shy that you've already done everything...Am I the loser after all this trouble!?"

After speaking, the two blushed even more.

And Ishtar's whole body turned gray as if struck by lightning, and fell powerlessly in Mo Yu's arms, muttering words of unknown meaning such as 'the clown is myself'.

At this time, Mo Yu's head was very big, very big, one had two big heads.

There were only three of them, and because of Enli's strong aura but gentle personality, she could calm down the situation. Otherwise, Mary and Ishtar could face each other for a year.

If you count the arrogant Joan of Arc...and the equally arrogant Eileen.

Mo Yu felt that he would suffer from tsundere ptsd.

What made him even more troublesome was that Lixiang and Matthew followed up.

When Matthew saw Mo Yu, Ishtar in his arms, Olga Marie next to him, and the intimate and invisible Enli leaning against Mo Yu, she fell silent.

Then he smiled and drew out his long sword.

"Brother scum, have you considered playing the role of Knight Lancelot?"

And Lixiang next to him hurriedly stopped the hot eggplant, and quickly comforted him.

"Forget it, Matthew, it won't be impossible..."

But how could her strength stop Matthew who was already furious.

"Let's see if my swordsmanship has improved, brother!"

Seeing the sword coming, Mo Yu was ready to catch the sword with his bare hands.

A sentence that Matthew once said emerged in his mind, and he immediately thought of a solution.

"Oh? But I remember, someone's younger sister put down her cruel words and said she would never call me brother again."

So Mash, who had just swung his sword and leaped into the air, seemed to be discouraged, and fell to the ground with a flushed face, failing to strike the sword.

"It's...that's...because..."

Although Miss Matthew tried her best to hide her panic, it was still too difficult for her.

Finally, once again, Mo Yu stabilized the situation.

He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that finally no one would come who could ignite the gunpowder field.

At this time, Tiamat came, carrying the phone of Hades...

Mo Yu felt that today should be the most will-strengthening day in his life.

His heart was like being tied to a roller coaster, going up and down.

Afterwards, Olga Marie took the lead in asking the question she had hidden for a long time.

"What are you going to do with this fantasy tree that has already taken shape?"

Now that things were going on, she naturally wouldn't believe that Mo Yu would really burn human reason.

This grown fantasy tree has completely absorbed all the power of the star anchor. If left alone, the fantasy tree will gradually erode Mesopotamia.

"I am going to transform this tree into a real star anchor."

The previous star anchor is only a temporary replacement after all, and it will definitely inhibit the restoration of the power after a long time.

And the fantasy tree can make up for the shortcomings of the temporary star anchor, and the star anchor can truly and permanently fix the surface world.

This will be a huge project.

The previous star anchor had already spent countless treasures accumulated by gods before it could be built.

But now that Mo Yu wants to create a real star anchor, the price he has to pay will naturally become more.

And the one who can take on the responsibility of this purse is naturally...

At this moment, Mr. Gilgamesh, the spectator of the underworld who watched the battle, suddenly sneezed.

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push a book

I, the Blind Box Merchant, start from Mond City

Introduction: Liang Yuan, 24 years old, has written a book called Yuan Shen Tongren.

After waking up one time, he transmigrated to the protagonist he wrote.

The goal is to become a blind box merchant who is popular in Mond, as long as you copy the plot, you can sell the right goods and make your name!

It's just... It's all messed up, none of the ones that should match the plot have been drawn, and all the ones that shouldn't have been drawn are all there——

Yula Lawrence, the holder of the Ice God's Eye, the red sun blade in her hand is the knight's immortal faith in this life.

Qin, the leader of the Knights, is good at cooking pizza, and he has become Mond's master chef with his specialty dishes that can conquer all taste buds.

Keli likes to throw bombs, and the voice of the big pink cat behind her is stroking the slime she meets on the roadside all the time, which has a serious impact on Mond's outdoor ecological environment.

Baiteman Diluque, the boss of the winery, has drawn Chaldean blueprint technology, and is determined to summon followers to fundamentally change Mond!

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This is not the taste!

Just when Liang Yuan was hesitating and confused, the blue-haired girl who broke through the door pinned him on the bedside.

"Liang Yuan, let's count your crimes! Why did the abyss mages mobilize and hang banners around Mond saying that they want to create a new world where only travelers can draw goods!?"

Liang Yuan: ..., huh?

Chapter 230 Four God-Sending Rituals

After saying goodbye to Ereshkigal and Tiamat, Gilgamesh returned to Uruk.

After the war, Uruk did not turn into ruins as he had imagined. Except for the conspicuous fantasy tree at the location of the temple, and the battle between him and Enkidu outside the city, the outer city where most of the residents lived did not suffer much. destroy.

Gilgamesh admired Mo Yu's risk management in his heart.

Although he has known about his fighting habits for a long time, after seeing it for himself, he still feels admiration in his heart.

When he returned to the palace, Siduri was very busy. Obviously there was no king to preside over the occasion, and it was still too heavy for Siduri to deal with these burdens alone.

Seeing the return of her beloved king, Siduri excitedly put down the slate in her hand and came out to welcome Gilgamesh.

"Wang, you are finally back. If you come back later, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on."

Gilgamesh nodded slightly, and Siduri's ability to persist until now without being in a hurry is enough to prove her excellence.

"Thank you for your hard work, Siduri. I will leave these matters to this king. Go down and rest."

Siduri shook her head lightly: "No, please let me assist you. Besides... God Morax and the others are in the temple right now. Wang, are you going now?"

Gilgamesh wanted to go now, but seeing that there were so many chores at the moment, if he didn't deal with them today, he would have to stay up all night for three days to clean up the mess.

It's better to settle the matter now, adjust your mentality by the way, and then go to see Morax.

"No, it's not too late for me to deal with all the urgent matters here first, and then go see me."

Siduri smiled slightly. She, who had been assisting Wang all these years, naturally understood Wang's plan.

Since the king came to power, he has always emphasized the power of people, thinking that today's human beings can go on alone and strong.

If he ignored these important matters and went directly to see the gods, wouldn't he be asking the gods to deal with this mess in disguise?

As proud as Gilgamesh, he would definitely not want to slap himself in the face.

So she stayed silently, assisting Gilgamesh to deal with the remaining matters as soon as possible.

Gilgamesh did not persuade Siduri to leave.

Because Siduri left, he was really too busy to deal with these things by himself.

The two of them kept busy until night, when the lights outside the city came on, they were barely able to finish.