In what age are you still traveling through the main god space.?

Chapter 210 People in the Bath
  "Hush~hum~" On the second floor of the Hotpot Temple, there was a man in a black and white dress, whistling and wandering around.

His skin is extremely white, and others will not notice his face, because everyone will notice his black eyes.

There was not a trace of white in the black eyes, like a black hole, swallowing everything.

Anyone who looks into these eyes will feel scared. These are not human eyes.

Regarding the bloody scene downstairs, he smacked his lips and taunted to himself: "Talos' methods are really getting weaker and weaker. The Kingdom of God was beaten and the elect were killed. He You’re going to suffer a big loss this time.”

He looked at the spice warehouse in the temple with great interest, and even tasted some of them. Then he saw a bathroom with a sign hanging crookedly on the door.

"It is in use, no one can enter."

Is there a bathroom on the second floor of the temple? Do you still have a bath at night? Although the man is well-informed, he has never seen this scene. Could it be that he also came to enjoy the autumn wind with him?

As the god of conspiracy and lies, when the gods set their sights here, he also noticed it.

Not to mention there are devils and demons.

This made his heart feel like grass growing. He was very curious and sensed that there was a conspiracy here.

Therefore, he has been paying attention here for a long time and has seen a lot of fun.

It is not common for the four chosen gods to be beaten. These two people have average abilities, but they can fight very well.

He opened the door and saw a luxurious bathroom filled with mist. The bathroom is about a few hundred square meters, decorated in an antique style, and has two crane-like copper incense burners burning incense.

There is a screen that separates the entrance from the bath. The frame of the screen is made of sandalwood with silk embroidery of plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums. There are several sandalwood cabinets in the two halves, with several mirrors, various combs, and several bottles and cans placed on the cabinets.

On one side of the cabinet, a strange long sword hung crookedly. He is also an expert with swords, but he has never seen such a long sword. There was no magic aura on the long sword, so he took a second look and didn't care.

Through the screen, you can vaguely see a figure lying in the bathtub.

Even though his education level is not high, he still feels "elegant".

Could it be that there is a beauty inside? The God of Hot Pot, the Golden House Cangjiao? He was keenly aware of the secret.

He tiptoed and prepared to find out.

"The hot pot restaurant is closed now. If you want to eat, come back tomorrow. Close the door when you go out. Thank you." A lazy male voice interrupted the black-eyed man's actions.

Damn it, why is it a man!

Who the hell is watching a man take a shower? How can a man be so particular about bathing?
  Also, you know this is a hot pot restaurant!

He had a lot to say, but there were so many that he didn't know where to start.

"Who are you?" he asked after thinking about it.

"A bath lover. Who are you?"

"The master of lies, the great and omnipotent Lord of Darkness - Cyric!" He said quite proudly.

"Oh~ Nice to meet you." The lazy voice said perfunctorily, and finally added: "Close the door after you go out. Thank you!"

"???"

Am I Cyric? When the whole Faerûn hears my name, everyone fears me and surrenders to me!

What the hell does it mean to be lucky! You want me to close the door!
  Silence, awkward silence.

Cyric was thinking about how to fight this weird guy, but Zhou Changliu simply didn't care about Cyric.

"Did you know that your hotpot god is in danger?" Cyric said, breaking the silence.

"Ah? You haven't left yet?" Zhou Changliu asked doubtfully, why is this man so expressionless?

"..." This was the first time that Cyric was at a disadvantage with his words. In the past, he had to rely on threats, lies, and deception to deceive others. He had to break his legs and buy crutches to deceive others about their health. I met a strange guy today, and I'm not even on the same channel as him.

Just like you can never win an argument with a retarded person, because he will bring you to the same level and then defeat you with his rich experience.

"Your teachings have aroused the dissatisfaction of the gods. Those gods hate your teachings and the way you preach." Cyric continued to threaten: "Only a god like me who can see the truth of the world will agree with your teachings. .The gods are all a bunch of liars, thieves, villains, and bugs! They are not worthy of the faith of mortals at all."

"Come on, let's partner up. With your strength and our wisdom, let's carve up this pasture together!"

Cyric takes pleasure in weaving all kinds of lies and conspiracies, leading gods and mortals trapped in them to destruction; or making loved ones kill each other.

What he said was either true or false, exaggerated and true.

Unfortunately, what he said was wrong.

"Oh~ Thank you for your kindness. We don't need it. Just close the door when you leave!" Zhou Zhangliu's words were still so lazy, as if the sky was falling, and he was always like this.

"!!!"

How damn do you want me to close the door when I leave! You said it three times!

Cyric was furious, no one ever! No one had ever spoken to him like that!

"The gods have set their sights on you. I'm afraid that your supporter will not be able to return to Faerun. Cooperating with me is the wise choice." Cyric took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and said while holding back his anger. Wait until these fools take the bait and see how I fool them.

"Hulu~Hulu~Hulu~"

However, no one listened to him at all, and the people in the bath even snored.

It's really unbearable!
  "Ah~" Cyric was furious and pulled out a slender long sword. There was a black light on the long sword, which looked extraordinary at first glance.

Cyric split the screen with his sword and stabbed the person in the bath.

You stinky idiot, go to hell!
  With a "crack" sound, the long sword hanging crookedly on the cabinet flew out, and then flew into Zhou Changliu's hand.

Then, Cyric saw a bright and gorgeous sword light, and his perspective flew up!
  He was actually killed with such a sword!
  There are actually experts in this hot pot restaurant!
  No wonder...

His consciousness returned to his divine kingdom, and he was really a little stunned. He touched his neck, and it seemed that the coldness of the sword was still there.

"Ha~haha~" He suddenly laughed.

An incarnation is not a loss to him. What he was laughing at was that those gods were going to be in trouble.

This hot pot god is so... so interesting!
  Zhou Changliu waved his hand and returned the long sword to its scabbard. He looked at the screen that was split open with a sword and said regretfully:
  "What a baffling person. It's a pity that my [Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum] limited edition screen is there."

　Cyric: I was careless and didn't dodge.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)