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Originally, Chris thought that it would take a lot of time for the army formed by these players to attack all the way under the city wall, but he did not expect that these players were so powerful, and within half a day, they had already approached the city.

Chris couldn't help reaching out and gently pinching the paw of the golden dragon in his arms, causing the golden dragon to slap it away.

Of course, it was also because of this half day that both cities were fully prepared.

But these precautions are futile, because the primary goal of these players is to clear the soldiers outside the city first.

After all, people in the city can't come out now.

The soldiers on the city wall looked at the locust-like players below the city in panic, and they already had no hope in defending the city.

Because they have probably already guessed that the shooting star during the day and the golden film that follows it all prove that the Creator God of Thorn Flower belief has appeared! !

How could ordinary people like them resist the power of the gods?

"I knew that the first thing to do when we invaded was to destroy the Temple of Creation! We should have noticed it when Earl Kanna and the others were killed by the envoy!"

"Okay, shut up! What's the use of talking about it now?" Viscount Moreau roared.

The person beside him immediately lowered his head and closed his mouth.

Viscount Morrow frowned, standing on the city wall and looking down at the players below the city.

He also probably knew these people. According to the investigation, they appeared together with the Golden Dragon Angel of the Creation God. They possess extremely high talents, can quickly raise the professional level, and can easily resurrect from the dead.

This is simply natural high-grade cannon fodder, suitable for war.

Other than the fact that sometimes these people are out of their minds, everything else is a threat.

As for them, although they have a magister and a great swordsman in command, they are now in the defensive barrier descended by the Creator God, which seriously suppresses their force value, and it is impossible to go out. There is no weight to threaten the thorn flower.

The situation is too bad.

Their king and pope also let them adapt, how can this adapt?

Viscount Morrow watched those players easily wipe out the troops outside the city and captured them, but he couldn't do anything.

Those players seemed to be crazy, rushing forward without fear of death, leaving no room for themselves.

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Chris was concentrating on watching the players in the projection finish off the armies outside the two cities, and when he was about to attack the city as planned, the golden dragon in his arms let out a cry as if he had been stimulated by something. Growled in pain.

Chris lost all other thoughts in an instant, and immediately held the golden dragon in front of his eyes, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

This Chris... now he doesn't even call God Envoy anymore...

While Jin Long's mind was in severe pain, he couldn't help but think this way.

He didn't know what was wrong, but after the pope successfully lured the divine power of the Creator God, he felt a little uncomfortable in his head.

The longer you stay here, the harder it gets on your mind.

At first, Jin Long thought he was suffering from 3D dizziness, but he didn't expect that now his head suddenly started to hurt!

The other people around also looked over at this time, and Pope Maier immediately walked over, looked at the extremely painful golden dragon curled up in Chris's arms, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong, my lord envoy?" ?”

The golden dragon flicked its tail violently, leaving a red mark on Chris's wrist: "Take me... take me out!"

When Chris heard this, he immediately stood up and walked quickly to the outside of the church.

The pope wanted to leave with him, but thinking of the current battle situation and the magic circle, he could only stop his steps and let a bishop follow him to check the situation.

After Chris rushed out of this room, he saw that the golden dragon in his arms still did not feel relieved, and finally rushed out of the church, mounted his horse, and hurried back to the palace.

Finally arrived at the palace, Chris looked down at Jinlong and found that he was not as uncomfortable as before.

Is this relieved?

Chris breathed a sigh of relief, finally slowed down a little, and led Jinlong to his dormitory.

Although he has never dealt with Jinlong very much, Jinlong can now be regarded as the hope of the thorn flower man, the incarnation of the Lord, and the envoy of the Lord.

Once something went wrong with the golden dragon, Chris couldn't imagine what would happen afterwards.

Finally reached Jinlong's bedroom, Chris kicked the door open, walked quickly to the bed, and carefully placed Jinlong on the bed.

Jin Long was still curled up at this time, but he didn't moan in pain as before, and even his brows slightly relaxed.

A golden dragon the size of a cat is now curled up like a cat, making Chris's hand a little twitchy again.

Jinlong is wearing an aristocratic retro outfit today. The cuffs are covered with beautiful lace, and the neckline is also layered with lace.And the jacket with a lot of precious stones had already been taken off during the previous painful struggle.

Chris thought about it, reached out and carefully took off his coat.

Then, he reached out and stroked his back through his clothes, like stroking a cat.

Although separated by a layer of clothes, Chris had a smile on his face as if he had touched the other's cold and smooth scales.

But Jin Long, who was recovering now, suddenly felt a numbness in his back. He turned his head instantly, but saw the big hand touching his back at a glance!

what happened to him?How can there be such a big hand? !

Jin Long's big round eyes widened, some chaotic memories gradually came back, and he just remembered.It's not that this hand has become bigger, but that he has become smaller!He is now a golden dragon no bigger than his head!

He is Lanna Bit, a citizen of the Interstellar Federation. The identity of this golden dragon is his own character in the holographic game "Pan'al Continent" he played!

This is the role he was lucky enough to get.

He inexplicably felt as if something was missing in his mind, and he couldn't help trying to think back, but he couldn't remember anything.

Chris, who was discovered by Jinlong, froze slightly, and naturally withdrew his hand. He was ready to be ridiculed by him, but he didn't expect that the other party seemed to be caught in some memory.

Chris couldn't help feeling tense in his heart, isn't this golden dragon out of his mind?

"My lord envoy? Are you alright?"

It was only at this time that Jin Long came back to his senses in a daze, and glanced at Chris.

And the face of the golden dragon has unconsciously appeared in the eyes of the worried Chris.

"Lana Beetle (amnesiac)

Race: Golden Dragon

Occupation: Grand Magister

Health: 43%

Faction: Briar Flower Kingdom

Skills: Tsundere lv10, Acting lv10, Lie lv10, Strategy lv1, Bravado lv1, Swallowing lv3, Biting lv1"

Chris' eyes were fixed on the words "amnesia" in the brackets of Jinlong's name.

What exactly is going on?Why did Jinlong suddenly lose his memory?It was obvious that he was staying in the church normally, and no one had any problems around him, but Jinlong, who was alone as an envoy of God, had a problem.

Could it be that the divine power of the Creator God leaked, and what effect did it have on the envoy?

Chris couldn't help but guess.

What kind of memory did Jinlong lose?

"My lord envoy? Do you still know who I am?"

Jin Long finally came back to his senses at this time, and when he heard Chris's question, he couldn't help but sneer: "Do you think I'm a goldfish with a three-second memory? Who else are you? You are my servant! "

Chris looked carefully at Jinlong's panel again, and the words "amnesia" still existed.

So what memory did he lose?

Just when Chris wanted to ask, the bishop rushed over at this time.

Seeing that Jinlong was alive and kicking, the bishop breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward to cast a healing spell on Jinlong, and said, "My lord envoy, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Jinlong stood up, flapped his wings a little, flicked his tail, held his paws with his head up and said, "I don't feel any discomfort, I guess your projections are disturbing my brain."

Chris and Bishop: ………? ? ?

Noisy?

Both of them were silent for a while, but Jin Long himself didn't quite understand, and now he had no symptoms, so he relaxed a little.

The bishop said: "Then let the Lord take a rest here first."

Chris also stood up at this time, and said: "I should go back too, God entrusts you to rest well, don't be damaged by the noise."

As soon as Jin Long heard what Chris said, he immediately raised his eyebrows: "As my servant! You can't go! You have to stay and take care of me!"

Chris:? ? ? ?

Chris couldn't help but look at the bishop. The bishop pondered for a moment, and said to him: "Your Highness, His Majesty will be watching over the frontline affairs, and nothing will go wrong. Just stay here and take care of the envoy."

Chris knew that what the bishop meant was also what the teacher meant, so he couldn't help pursing his lips, and reluctantly agreed.

The bishop said goodbye and left, Chris smiled and looked at Jinlong: "You were disturbed just now, you should take a good rest now."

As he said that, Chris grabbed the other person's clothes at once, stuffed him directly into the quilt, and wrapped him tightly.

The golden dragon couldn't struggle, but couldn't break free after trying to squirm for a long time, and immediately glared at Chris and roared: "Chris! I'm the envoy of God! How dare you offend me like this, don't you want the toka stone?"

Chris smiled: "As long as we take back our two cities, the Torca Stone you made will be dispensable."

Golden Dragon:! ! !

Then wouldn't he have lost most of his experience and gold coins?

Jin Long looked at Chris's smiling face and was so angry!

"If you don't let me out again, I'll tell your teacher!"

"At what age, is the envoy still playing the trick of suing the parents?" Chris continued to smile, "Just say what you say, the teacher will definitely stand by my side."

The author has something to say: there is one more chapter at six o'clock, which is the addition of a hundred collections~