The Strongest Deduction of Zongman Chapter 1378

She still needs to continue to monitor, and it is best to record all the actions of Nuanda. For this reason, she plans to spend 80% of her energy on it.

As for the remaining 20% ​​of the amount, it will be used to search for traces of that Afgomon. This division is very appropriate. It will not be passive and sabotage, and it will also make the boss of the family have nothing to say. It is a good way to save life.

After the calculation, Lapuzi continued to lie on the bed. Her avatar is an information transfer station, so she just needs to sleep here honestly.

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The group of temples of "The Other World" is located in one of the sanctuary halls.

Ruge, who had just been pulled out of the sun god godhead, was lying pale on the bed covered with soft leather blankets. His eyes were shining brightly, as if he was thinking about something.

The demigod Sa'an, the second in command of the Celtic pantheon, that is, Ruger's biological father, was sitting beside him, holding a fruit knife in his hand, peeling an unknown fruit, and said while peeling :

"There are still 3 days, and the time I bought will end, and you will enter the deep sea prison to receive punishment, but don't worry, wherever you are near Balor's territory, even if you don't want to see you anymore, as your grandfather, he will not treat you You almost crippled man do it."

‘On the contrary, I will happily record your miserable appearance, and even spread it widely, so as to attack the majesty of Celtic’s next god king. ’ Sa’an said silently in his heart.

"Don't you wonder why I provoke the Protoss of the original star?"

Ruge glanced at Sa'an, his eyes were gentle but alienated.

He doesn't have much affection with this biological father. He was raised by Hai Erbo, the God of Craftsmanship. Compared with him, he has a closer relationship with his adoptive father.

The reason why they stand on the same needle thread, except for that little bit of blood relationship, is that he is the default next God King.

The heroes of the new generation of Celts emerge in endlessly, but unfortunately they are all demigods. Among the gods, the sun god Luge is the best, so it is already known that the position of the next generation of god kings has been determined by default.

But now, judging from Sa'an's still showing favor to him, the previous words did not affect his status too much.

"Do I need to care about a child? Don't talk about it, Luge. You are too impatient. The changes in Hakoniwa and Nuanda's performance have dissatisfied the gods, and due to the "paradox of omnipotence", his strength has declined. If you do too much, you just need to follow the steps and you will be able to ascend to that throne. "

Sa'an shook his head, put aside the fruit knife with some flesh on it, then took a bite of the peeled fruit, and said calmly amidst the sound of biting.

He didn't mention the matter of offending the original star. In his opinion, although this needs to be taken seriously, it is not a fatal matter.

In fact, in the past, he and Luge had contact with the protoss who came to visit by chance. Although the other party was inexplicably hostile to male gods like them, he was unexpectedly good-tempered.

And judging from the aura, Sa'an reckoned that the protoss of the sun was probably the cleanest Shura god Buddha in the hands of the whole box court, so clean that he didn't even kill any life with his own hands.

How can a Protoss like a 'good old man' attract Sa'an's attention.

"You made a mistake. As long as I think about it, I can sit in it with more effort, but it's too ordinary, so ordinary that I can't break through the 'peace' created by Nuanda."

Ruger's eyes gradually became sharper.

"From the moment I came to this stage of gods and demons, and saw the sky full of gods and Buddhas, I understood that this world is a stage for the strong, and only by constantly becoming stronger can they survive here. Nuanda's set of peace strategies is outdated !"

Saan was chewing and suddenly felt a little dull. He thought that Ruge had some good ideas, but now it seems that he was thinking too much.

After all, Ruger was too young. As the second in command of the gods, he had more contact with affairs than Ruger, and he was more aware of the limitations of the Celtic gods than Ruger.

In the outside world, in that infinite parallel world, the Celtic gods could call the wind and rain, and only the deep-sea giants led by Balor were barely able to be hostile to them.

But where is it?

This is Hakoniwa!

A demonic realm where gods and demons gather and dance wildly—! !

To put it bluntly, the god and Buddha standing next to the original star, the unknown god and Buddha with the authority to kill gods, is the best embodiment of Hakoniwa's horror.

There are too many strong people here, if you hit a stone a little bit, and say bad words to a passerby on the side of the road, maybe a strong man in the omnipotent field will pop out of that stone, and that passerby is the emperor of a certain group of gods who play games in the world , and the offender will eventually die without a burial.

This is simply the most normal development in Little Garden.

Constantly plundering and becoming stronger is only suitable for a lone ranger, and even if he is a lone ranger, it is estimated that as soon as he does this kind of behavior, there will be a strong man who is proficient in divination to come to do justice for the sky.

What does it mean to act on behalf of the heavens?

Digging out your godhood, refining your soul, eating your body, taking away your faith, and strengthening yourself, this is doing justice for the heavens.

Faced with this situation, Nuanda seeks stability and development, and no one will offend him. Slowly increasing his strength and waiting for an opportunity to show his fangs is a wise behavior in Sa'an's view.

"It's getting late, I advise you to think about it in the deep sea prison."

Sa'an stood up, turned around and walked towards the door. He planned to give up Luge, because this sun god would only become a demon king like Indra in the future, and finally died in a corner of Little Garden, or Defeated by a certain god and Buddha, reduced to a slave, his blood can only be turned into a ridiculous seasoning.

‘Not every god belongs to Emperor Nengtian! ! '

Saan shook his head and walked out of the room.

At this moment, he saw Nuanda walking towards him.

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Ruge watched Saan's departure in silence. Although he was a little confused, Sa'an's departure made him understand that he had been abandoned by the other party.

In the past few days of being imprisoned, his sources of information were somewhat cut off, so he did not know that Indra had degenerated into a demon king. This information was only known to the high-level gods.

"There seems to be a change in the group of gods that I don't know about."

Ruger frowned, thinking about contacting his team as soon as possible, so as to find out the current situation of the Celtic pantheon.

Luge, who was thinking, didn't notice that the fruit knife on the table beside him shook slightly.

Chapter 39 Progress in Greece, advance action

"69" the outer door, the treasure house of the temple.

The empty treasury is gone forever.

A huge bookcase is placed on the side, and beside it is an exquisite log desk, a simple bed for resting, a huge bathroom separated from the room, and all kinds of living facilities are available.

There are four or five pillows on the white fabric sofa, and under the glass tea table in front of the sofa, there are bottles and cans, exuding the unique fragrance of tea.

Although the function of the room has changed, the few people living here are satisfied with this change, so no one cares

On the glazed tea table, the tea-making props endowed with various abilities are like masters who have studied the tea ceremony for many years, carefully making each cup of tea.

Lapuzi, who was occupying a separate sofa with his eyes closed, opened his sleepy eyes, got up from the sofa, and lazily picked up a cup of black tea in front of him.

"Speaking of which, recently some gods and Buddhas seem to have decided to collectively call the abilities bestowed on others by gods and Buddhas, star spirits, and dragon species as 'gifts', and even the props that bestow abilities are collectively called 'gift props'. "

"Those gods and Buddhas are coming again? After naming everything, and then gaining a certain control right, the next step is probably to gather people to fight for the naming right?"

Sitting carelessly on the sofa, Shiraiyasha showed a familiar expression when he heard these words, while picking up the mung bean cake that Ashmita handed over, he curled his mouth full of disgust.

"No, no, it doesn't seem like armed conflict is planned this time. The mainstream gods headed by the Greek gods seem to be planning to hold a gift game, and the winning party will give the right to name the ability."