These big people are actually me

Hearing this, Mo Zuo suddenly laughed and said:

"So that's how it is. I'm so sorry. I'm new here so I don't know about it. I'm sorry to have surprised you so much!"

"Where is it, everyone is a devout follower of Her Majesty the Goddess. Although we have no blood relationship, we are all brothers and sisters! Well, I have other things to excuse me first!"

After speaking, he hurriedly left here.But soon, he refused to give up and found another 'lamb' who looked very rich.

It seems that throwing money into that box can make him also get a lot of benefits.Otherwise, it would not be so hard.

Looking at the other party who left, Mo Zuo suddenly laughed and said:

"Looks like he knows what he's doing."

Smiling and laughing, Mo Zuo's eyes were slightly cold:

"I thought these people had almost forgotten the goddess."

Obviously, I just wanted to come and leave secretly. You guys are playing like this to force me to do more things that I shouldn't do!

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His Majesty St. Marshall, who had been calm for a while, gritted his teeth and planned to go to that door again after dealing with the important matters at hand.

He felt that if he couldn't confirm whether it was a holy elephant, he probably wouldn't have the confidence to carry out his future plans.

After all, what he has to do can be called a big leap!

After passing through several long corridors, His Majesty St. Marshall, who mustered up the courage to come over, froze in place.

Then he kept checking back and forth, and looked all the way in other directions.

In the end, he walked back to his original position with a dull face.

In front of him is obviously where the door is!

But now, the door is gone, the door that was sealed by him is gone!

After thinking of this, His Majesty St. Marshall screamed like a famous painting from Mozuo's previous life.

In the end, he fainted on the ground because of excessive fright.

After he was rescued, the venerable Saint Marshall grabbed the cardinal who was rushing in front of him and shouted frantically:

"Shen Qi, it must be Shen Qi!"

"I saw the revelation of the gods, woohoo, I saw the revelation of the gods! My God, my king, my God! How could this happen!"

"Woooooo!"

These terrible words made the cardinals, archbishops, and patriarchs present all feel chills down their spines.

It's ridiculous to say that the most pious group of people in theory is the group of people who are most afraid of divine revelation.

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After a short handstand, they all gathered around and asked St. Marshall:

"What did you see? What did you see!"

"What instructions did His Majesty give? Why don't we know anything?"

"This kind of joke is definitely not allowed!"

"Tell us what's going on!"

Panic was spreading visible to the naked eye. For those who were used to having no gods on their heads but could rely on gods for food, the sudden revelation from the gods really scared them to their wits.

Because everyone knows that this group of people here, if you really want to pursue it, none of them can escape.

But there is no way, the goddess has been doing nothing for many years, and even her angels are not very active, so they are constantly falling from generation to generation in the face of huge interests.

Relying on the true god means huge benefits, and this benefit is supervised by themselves.

It's like mice running a granary.

St. Marshall, who heard their inquiry, was shocked.

No, the holy elephant is suspected to be destroyed in front of me, how can I let them know about this kind of thing?

This group of people was already looking forward to me going down every day so that they could come up to make money by themselves.I'm going to say, I'm afraid I'm going to be sacrificed by them on the spot? !

But let him forge the divine revelation in this situation, he has no courage.

So St. Marshall instantly discovered an unparalleled acting talent.

He looked at his colleagues who were in the same boat with him in a daze, and said with fear in his confusion:

"I, I saw a door, a door that never appeared! I saw it, but it disappeared again, right here in our Privy Council!"

He pointed forward with trembling fingers:

"Right there, right there! Before the portrait of the Saint of Marlon!"

Hearing this, all the senior church leaders swallowed their saliva and pushed the person in front of them to the place that St. Marshall said.

But after arriving at the place, no matter how the cardinal who was pushed out by them checked, he couldn't find the slightest bit of divine power or anything else.

Seeing that the other party couldn't find anything, the cardinals just looked at me and I looked at you, then nodded and pushed several archbishops and patriarchs over.

It was another round of tedious inspection, and another round of careful study.

Still nothing.So far, the rest of the people have all walked over.

The result is of course nothing.

So they all returned to St. Marshall full of doubts, and told each other what they had seen.

After speaking, they stared at each other suspiciously.They suspected that this old bastard had the audacity to use divine revelation to make false claims.

But beyond their expectations, the Speaker of St. Marshall, who they only thought would only make money, heard that they had found nothing.

Suddenly his expression calmed down.

He said with a long breath:

"Maybe there is something wrong with my spirit. I feel that I am no longer competent for the positions of speaker and cardinal. Well, after the rotation, I hope you can find a new cardinal to replace me."

These words stunned the rest of the people who were planning to make trouble, the other party actually said that?

Not only do you intend to give up the position of the speaker, but you even don't want to be a cardinal? !

Then there was a sudden realization, maybe this kid knew that we were going to attack, so he just made a big and controllable event to let him step down smoothly?

It's in their best interest, but it also really scares them.

So the leading cardinal said reproachfully:

"Honorable St. Marshall, as the speaker and cardinal, your words are really childish. How can the goddess' revelation be so frivolous?"

Saint Marshall, who heard this, immediately said before the other party was further held accountable:

"I will join the Ascetic Order after I leave office, and embark on a arduous practice with the brothers and sisters of the Ascetic Order to redeem my sins!"

This made them go into an uproar again.

Not only is he willing to resign, but he is also willing to join the Penance Society so that what he knows will not threaten them!

Why is this guy so enlightened?

This made them instantly lose their reason and mood to continue to be held accountable, so they could only say something complicated:

"Then, if that's the case, then you should rest well, Your Majesty!"

After speaking, they all retreated in confusion.

After everyone left, St. Marshall looked at his hand with relief.

A revelation that only he himself could see?

He intuitively felt that there was a lot of hidden meaning in it, but he didn't dare to go any further, he was completely scared, and now he just wanted to retreat bravely.

Lest one accidentally go to hell.

But for some reason, his eyes bypassed his hands and landed on the gold silk quilt that he was covering.

These are all gold threads extracted from the holy gold, and the cotton used is also produced by the holy tree forest bought at a high price, and the satin on it is personally dyed by the top masters of the Duze Dynasty.

Just such a quilt is indescribably precious.

So do I really have to give it all up?

Or has it really reached the point where you need to retreat bravely?

If I was wrong, wouldn't I have to regret it for the rest of my life?

Greed has re-occupied his heart, but fear has always been with him.

The repeated see-saw of the two emotions made St. Marshall feel uncertain for a while.

At the same time, in a certain room, on a note that was slowly burning in a brazier, such a passage could be vaguely discerned:

Greed is the wine that leads directly to death, but it can also be turned into the straw of salvation.

There seemed to be other words after that, but they were already burnt by the flames and could not be discerned.

Only two characters can be vaguely identified:

In the past, come back.

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In order to enter the city as soon as possible, Mo Zuo could only take the girls through the door where money was spent.

But they didn't donate money to the big box, because Mozo thought it was too bad luck.

In his own name, he used his own money to feed the moths under his own hands...

If he really did this, Mo Zuo was afraid that he would be disgusted to death!

After entering the city, Mozuo took the girls to choose a decent hotel at random under the shadow of the great ancient dragon's remains.

He immediately set off with the girls.

But he didn't go straight to his destination, but led the girls to play in the sea city continuously.

As an ancient capital full of history and legends.

Even just one street in the capital of the sea has enough heritage and culture to keep them entertained all day long.

When it was almost evening, Mo Zuocai let Vierdani and the others continue to play, while silently dodging away from the crowd.

But the explanation to the girls was that he was going to get in touch with a companion from Wuxiang Garden.By the way, I also hope that they can create their own proof of presence under cover.

After bypassing the streets familiarly.Mozo walked into the sewer system of the sea capital.

Then he continued to walk through the complicated sewer system according to the guidance of the unnamed book, and finally arrived at a seemingly normal wall.

Looking at the wall in front of him, Mo Zuo said nervously:

"Hope it's still useful!"

Then he kept groping on it.

In the end, he pressed a brick with joy, and the wall that seemed intact until the next moment instantly opened a gap inward with a bang, enough for people to enter!

This was Mozo's secret design when he was the Storm King. He did not use any extraordinary power in the whole process, but relied entirely on mechanical craftsmanship to create this secret door!

The purpose is to avoid being detected by possible existence due to the use of extraordinary power.

As for how to ensure that this door can still have a reliable source of power after thousands of years, it is naturally the never-ending sewage in the sewer.

After walking through a path that was neither too long nor too short, a huge petrified dragon claw appeared in front of Mo Zuo's eyes.

Those are the feet of Grassanks, who went deep into the ground due to gravity after death!

Looking at the remains of the ancient dragon in front of him, Mo Zuo took a deep breath and planned to start his own actions.

But before he acted, feeling a bit hopeless, he suddenly sighed and began to pray again.

Naturally, she prayed not to Hevis or another goddess, but to the Goddess of Wealth who had nothing to do with her:

"Goddess who holds all wealth and sources, for the sake of my cooperation with you for so many years and the contribution of so many gold coins, let me take my spear safely and unobtrusively!"

He has also used the pure white scale to do some exchanges, but because there are too many things involved this time, and the green angel also proved to him that the pure white scale is not foolproof.So just to be on the safe side, pray to the goddess of wealth.

I just hope that if something goes wrong, Kurt should be able to understand that it is his time to play, right?