Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 884 The God of the Future
The Warcraft Leviathan and the Magic Gunner are both a kind of "mutated" life that was influenced by Sherlock.

If it can take away all the power generated after Leviathan's death, it will naturally be of great benefit to Sherlock who will be resurrected at a certain point in time.

"If it's not bad as I expected~"

Ye Lin turned his head and glanced at the dilapidated forest, which was the direction where those participants left, "Among those people, there should be your accomplices?"

"Yes, I have a companion, but your strength is too terrifying. We don't think there is any chance of winning, and he seems to have given up."

Lazia nodded frankly, and put away the ring that didn't store much energy at all.

The scarlet god-killing sword strangled her very hard, and the demon consciousness hidden in the sword seemed to be extremely hungry, wanting to devour her flesh and soul.

Although it is not detectable by the naked eye, there is indeed an invisible snake licking her cheek under the mask, which is Puno about to move.

The current situation has developed to this point. The proposal initiated by the prophet Esla, the plan to collect Leviathan energy, has completely ended in failure.

Next, as time slowly passed, the mysterious divinity of the apostle would gradually diffuse into the air, drifting in all directions, making it difficult to capture again.

"Forget it, let's go." Ye Lin expressed his lack of interest, and shook his head to let Lazia leave by herself. She still has the value of living.

Because Rozberen has been confused and lost in another dimension, Lazia is also looking for the coordinates of Rodsberen, but so far, it seems that no significant results have been achieved.

Cyrus hesitated for a moment, then loosened the shackles of the God Slaying Sword. As long as it wasn't a killer who plotted against Her Royal Highness, she didn't bother to pay too much attention to the energy and apostles.

"Thank you, and also, say hello to Naiyali for me, and let her come and play more." Razia bowed, and from beginning to end, she did not take off her weird and infiltrating mask.

And the reason for mentioning Naiyali is purely that the girl is usually "leisure" and wanders around like looking for fun. There are not many existences in Arad that she can be afraid of.

She was once attracted by a kind of "deviation" and went to several violent hunting groups.

Because there is a petite and cute different-dimensional creature in the hunt group, Nirorot with the power of "deviation" in his body, Nayali also went to play with her.

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When I came here, I was full of pride, but when I went back, I was terrified and pale.

As the participants gradually returned to Veteran, a heated discussion naturally broke out around the topic of the Red Moon Festival.

The misfortune of the powerful in the legendary realm, the unexpected strength of Leviathan, the king of monsters, and the power of Yelin that people can't understand at all, and can only be regarded as extraordinary power.

However, there are still some people who do not believe this, and have strong skepticism. If it is said that Leviathan was killed, it is understandable that the corpse was left on the spot, and it exploded out of thin air into petals all over the sky. Is it a magic trick?

Someone wanted to inquire about the person involved, but all the noble young masters who had escaped by chance, with looks and embarrassment on their faces, simply closed the door and refused customers.

A hundred of them don't want to be the background board of Yelin. In the usual time, which one is not the master whose heart is higher than the sky!

Even just one day before, because of the third princess, many people held an unfriendly hostility towards Ye Lin.

But today's twists and turns, there were too many people watching together, and if they refused to admit it for the sake of face, it would make an even bigger joke.

Moreover, this owed a life-saving favor, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't say it didn't happen.

On this night, the young masters who used to be arrogant and domineering and having fun suddenly disappeared in the imperial capital, and they were all bored at home, honest and honest.

Some want to avoid this embarrassing limelight, and some are aroused with a bit of arrogance and announce to retreat.

In addition to these young masters, the nobles who are currently titled have also fallen into long-term sorrow and contemplation.

At this moment, what is the emperor thinking about?

Will Yelin's strength beyond legends produce some subtle changes to the political form of the empire?
If he is a follower of the eldest prince Fann or the eldest princess Celia, then it is immediately certain who the next monarch of the empire will be.

But in terms of his position, he belongs to the third princess who has no political acumen and just loves to play.

Having such a powerful son-in-law should have been such a joyful event that everyone would wake up from their dreams with laughter, but that day in the early court, they also saw it with their own eyes. The pair of father-in-law and son-in-law seemed to have a delicate relationship with each other.

Bingxue intelligent people have long been clear in their hearts, but they have never dared to say it.

That is, the strongest adventurer is more advocating peace, but the emperor of the empire has always taken it as his mission to restore the glory of Perus.

There is no direct collision of interests between the two, but there are hidden conceptual contradictions.

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Ye Lin doesn't care what Leon thinks, and he doesn't need to think too much. It is quite predictable that according to the character of that tyrant, not only will he not feel fear, but he will try his best to pursue stronger and more terrifying power .

"Easy... Take it easy, you trampled me to death, murdered your husband and then went to be a widow."

The corners of Ye Lin's mouth twitched slightly in pain, he lay on the very soft bed, with a pillow under his head sideways, "enjoying" Cyrus' stepping on his back.

"Did I say that I want to marry you? You idiot!" Cyrus rolled his eyes. What kind of wedding, family, and children were never something she would consider.

At first, Cyrus refused to step on this guy's back, but when he thought of being able to rub him under his feet, he felt a sense of joy in his heart.

Because his face was buried in the pillow, Ye Lin spoke in a muffled voice, and said vaguely: "It feels like I'm carrying a hundred thousand mountains on my back, and my ribs are about to break."

The originally sore shoulders and joints were not relieved by her retaliatory kick, but even more uncomfortable.

The structure of Cyrus' boudoir also has the characteristics of her military background. It is neat and clean, with few sundries, and the quilts are all folded into tofu cubes.

Turning around with difficulty, before he had time to speak, a jade-white foot stepped on his face accurately, and rolled it back and forth a few times, making his nose sour.

"Noisy, shut up!"

Cyrus was wearing a half-skirted blue pajamas, with a decent silk gauze belt tied between his bare waist, showing his proud figure even more, the third princess couldn't be more envious~

After enjoying himself for a while, he moved his feet from his face to his chest, and asked casually, "Is there any way for me to achieve the primordial beginning you mentioned?"

"There must be, but before that, you have to return to your true nature first."

The blue skirt is lined with light chiffon, covering the round and plump legs, and the tight and elastic purple headband is looming.

He wanted to stand up to see the real thing, but Cyrus stepped on his shoulder and pushed him back immediately, but thanks to the movement of her leg, the hem of the skirt fluttered for a moment.

Of course Cyrus knew all this, her eyes were full of sarcasm, she waved a middle finger in front of his eyes, and said contemptuously: "If you become stronger, you'd better become a god, and then I'll take advantage of the situation and kill you!" god."

"You can't kill the gods now, but you can feed the gods of the future first."

God of the future?

"Heh~" Cyrus smiled coldly at this, but deliberately bent over and pulled the collar of the long skirt with his fingers.

Yelin's eyes immediately revealed a hungry light that was waiting to be fed. Just as he was about to support himself up again, she slapped his head and pressed it against the pillow.

"Hey, is this the god of the future? It looks like a puppy seduced by a piece of fleshy bone."

"Because I am the god of the future, I still need the worship and support of believers!"

"Is it?"

The soft palm flicked the sword lightly, but it was also very rusty, and she even did it on purpose, showing signs of breaking it.

Ye Lin's eyes widened immediately, he could no longer let the hound do whatever he wanted, and within a second of his thoughts, several emerald green vines grew from the ground, grabbed Cyrus' wrist and ankle, and locked him firmly. .

Cyrus' eyes were full of evil spirits, she was too weak to break free, so she could only sarcastically said: "It's just a useless pile of things, you're only good for it."

"Huh? You are a proud hound, so you can only talk about it now."

Proud Imperial Hound, well deserved, wallet full.

　My mind is messed up. If I can't write tomorrow, I will ask for leave in advance.

　　Harmonized

　　
　
(End of this chapter)