Noon the next day~
The car fell into a ditch, and William also grew up. He rolled under the bed and picked his teeth with a toothpick, making a happy expression as if he had a cigarette afterward.
But Mo Mo glanced at him again and motioned for him to come up.
Ever since.
The prince's expression changed and he immediately knelt down ORZ!
He looked so pitiful that one couldn't help but feel pity for him.
Messis only frowned to put on his little pink skirt, and patted his shoulder with a smile: "Forget it, you are not very developed yet. Have a rest and come back in the evening."
"Again?"
"I didn't sleep at all last night..." William swallowed with dark circles under his eyes. He had just grown up and his driving skills were not very good. The car was overturned. He should take a rest now. He really can't bear it. ah.
Mo Mo came outside, stretched lazily, looked at the bright sunshine above his head, and sighed: "This feels so comfortable and different!"
She looked back and smiled: "My little man, are you trying to say that you can't do it?"
His Highness the Prince stood up and shrugged arrogantly: "Whenever I say I can't do it anymore, I'll just come."
"Then don't take any rest."
Bang.
The door is closed.
William was stunned for a moment, where is the rest he promised
Suddenly, the light in his eyes disappeared into darkness.
… …
Seven days later.
Dawn City.
City Lord's Mansion.
Lautner looked at William, who was holding a mithril bowl and mixing rice with water of life, and couldn't help but take a breath of air: "My dear, Your Highness, you must have been kidnapped by the white succubus in the dark world. They are all so thin and out of shape.”
"Look at your body, tsk tsk, it's so pitiful!"
"Ah?" William turned his head dully, the dark circles under his eyes were very obvious, he had lost more than ten pounds, and his appearance was not as good as before.
Um.
This should be the key reason why he was let go.
"Ah, what? You are in a bad state. Do you want to ask the priest of the Temple of Light to help you treat it?" Lautner looked at William distressedly. He was also his uncle after all. He had just grown up, and his body was about to be played with. If it's bad, if Alice comes back, won't she lose a layer of her skin
wrong.
Rogers will probably have to come back by then and play mixed doubles.
Damn, it's simply cruel for a licking dog to suffer this kind of treatment.
William rolled his eyes feebly: "Can a priest be able to replenish the kidneys? In this body of mine, I am invincible to a saint, do you understand? Just stay here and don't delay my meal."
"Bibimbap with water of life, pay attention to it." Lautner nodded, but still said earnestly: "But you have just grown up, and there are some things that an uncle shouldn't say too much, but you have to exercise restraint, do you understand?"
"Especially the water of life is too tonic. Your body is too weak and you cannot replenish your body. Come on, uncle, help you drink it!"
The prince's face turned dark.
But Lautner suddenly snatched away his job, turned around and ran away.
William twitched his mouth. Is that because I am intemperate? It’s because I can’t escape the clutches of the goddess of magic.
Especially, why are you grabbing my bowl
wipe!
And you lied to me about the water of life.
But there is a saying that is good.
A man with the aura of a protagonist will always make a crucial turning point in a fatal crisis.
Ding dong!
His Royal Highness the Prince glanced at the sound transmission scroll, stood up immediately, and rushed to the teleportation hall. After he sent a message to Messis, he entered it without looking back.
That's right.
He finally had an excuse to leave Dawn City.
If you don’t leave now, wait until later.
If he stays here, he will be reincarnated into a skeleton soldier.
at the same time.
Mo Mo, who was full of girlish aura, was in a daze in the magic tower. The thoughtful happiness on his face made the little witch feel a little confused.
"What are you looking at? Why did you come back from the dark world? Go back and stay with me. If you don't become a legend, you are not allowed to come back."
"Oh, Master, I'll go right away." The Little Blood Moon Witch pouted, but reluctantly turned around and left the Magic Tower, returning to the tenth outpost again.
Then Messis looked at the sound transmission scroll with a smile, and couldn't help but murmured: "The development is really not very good. Are you going to run away after only seven days?"
Council of Saints.
The message in William's message scroll was that the Pope of Light personally invited him to attend the meeting of saints.
This kind of meeting is an upgraded version of the legendary meeting, which is the meeting that His Highness the Prince saw in the Sky City. The legendary spokesmen of the major forces in the seven continents came to the Sky City to discuss some issues and decide on some continents. future direction.
But the gods are about to come, and there are even gods who have descended to earth and even have their own power, such as Odin...
These situations have brought many crises to many saints, but they dare not take action directly for fear of provoking the main gods behind those gods.
But it is not easy to have a large number of saints come to attend the meeting and ensure that this group of saints will not cause chaos.
So from beginning to end.
Often there is only the Council of Legends, and the saints are responsible for guarding them from causing trouble. There has never been a council of saints!
But now the Pope of Light has enough influence to suppress them.
The first meeting of all saints will also be officially held in the Temple of Light in seven days. There will be nearly a hundred saints from the seven continents attending.
This is definitely an event.
Because everyone is the strongest in the Gods Continent, before the racial war breaks out, if we can talk calmly and unite the forces of all parties, Dawn City will gain a lot from this. Benefit.
As a saint, William, even though he has not yet become a saint, already has the combat power to capture three dark monarchs. His strength is extremely exaggerated even among many saints, and he is naturally qualified to be invited to the meeting of saints. letter.
So after receiving the news, he immediately came to the Temple of Light in advance. How could he wait in Dawn City for seven days.
The war at the tenth outpost has stabilized, but Ursula cannot leave there.
But as a son of light, Lancelot naturally has time and enough status to come to entertain the arrival of many saints on behalf of the Pope of Light.
But.
No one expected that the Shuguang City Lord, who had nothing to do and was lazy all day long, would come so quickly.
When he saw William, he rubbed his eyes in surprise and said, "It's so weak that my breath is unstable."
"I want you to take care of it!"
"No, I heard that you have been hanging out with the people from the Demon Hunter Guild recently?" Lancelot nervously pulled his arm.
William wiped the sweat from his forehead, rolled his eyes and said, "It's just a bit of PY trading, not in-depth contact."
"Don't lie, tell me the truth, are you the same as them, towards those three dark monarchs... hiss!" When Lancelot said this, there was a flash of horror in his eyes and he shook his head. He couldn't believe what he saw in front of him. A good brother would be that kind of person.
"It's really not true. If you don't believe it, you can ask Jerogg and the others then."
"I don't dare, I am a powerful saint, I am a little legend." Lancelot shrugged, and then said seriously: "I just want to tell you, have less contact with them, their revenge on dark creatures It’s too twisted and you can’t learn well.”
"Yeah, I just sold the Dark Lord to them. By the way, where is your Pope? I'm going to give him a PY." William decided not to talk nonsense with him. Lancelot is good at everything, but he is too serious. It is not suitable to be exposed to too many inappropriate things.
The Son of Light glanced at him in surprise: "The Pope is indeed in the temple, but why are you looking for him?"
"If you have anything to do, take me there."
"Okay, don't talk nonsense."
"Look at my appearance, I am..."
"You've become ugly!"
"Forget it, go ahead, I know the way." William kicked him away and walked all the way to the inner court of the Temple of Light, and easily found the residence of the Pope of Light.
But just when he was hesitating whether to walk directly into the courtyard.
The voice of the Pope of Light has already come out: "Now that we are here, what are you waiting for outside?"
"Oh." William touched his head and followed the voice to his own small back garden.
His Royal Highness glanced at the courtyard, which was not too big. There seemed to be a unique barrier here, filling the air with shining holy light. Various light plants were everywhere, and the intensity of the magic was simply breathtaking. unbelievable.
Especially after he saw the Pope of Light fishing, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Because there are many light fish swimming around in the magic pool, so happy.
groove.
Show off your wealth.
William couldn't help but want to take out the World Tree and show off to him.
But the Pope of Light glanced at him: "If you have good things, hide them in your heart. Don't even think about it. A strong man in the realm of the Lord God is not the same as a saint. They are likely to infer what you have based on what you imagine in your heart." treasure."
William raised his eyebrows: "Do you know what I have?"
The Pope of Light narrowed his eyes and counted with his fingers.
Suddenly.
He was stunned, because now William's fate line was hidden deep in the fog, and there was no possibility of calculation. Even if he tried to clear the fog, there would still be more fog blocking his sight.
soon.
The Pope of Light raised his eyebrows thoughtfully: "Your father's methods are not bad!"
William chuckled: "Of course!"
But His Highness the Prince did not say anything in his heart. The reason why his fate line could not be inferred was because there were many problems.
That is, Odin, Messis, and Rogers Divine Fortune all cast some magic on him to prevent others from peeking into his destiny line.
Coupled with the reason why he has an NPC attribute panel, these things combined have formed a fog that even the powerful Lord God cannot clear away.
"But even if I can't figure out your fate, I still know what your purpose is."
William's expression changed slightly, but he still moved a stone pillar and sat next to him and said: "I can also guess the general goal of the meeting of saints. It is nothing more than to deal with the dark world, try to maintain racial peace, and deal with issues such as the coming of the gods. ”
"But I still want to ask, must those reincarnations of gods and those gods who have not caused damage to the continent of gods be targeted?"
The Pope of Light looked at him deeply and said solemnly: "I didn't say that I wanted to deal with those reincarnated gods. If I wanted to deal with them, I would have cooperated with the God of Killing God to kill them long after they were reincarnated."
"What do you mean?"
"After the meeting of saints, I will also summon the reincarnations of the gods and let them choose a side!"
William showed a bitter look on his face: "My Lord Pope, you are so arrogant that you have made those reincarnations of the Lord God lose their face. How can they stand with us?"
"Of course, you also know that my family structure is actually quite complicated. With me here, they will definitely choose to support the Holy Way and prevent the unreincarnated gods from controlling the continent. But other reincarnated gods..."
The Pope of Light waved his hand: "Stop talking, your mother is the reincarnation of the main god, she should be the goddess of life, your father is the reincarnation of the main god, he should be the god of fate, or some other god."
Then he looked up and down at William, who was a little kidney-deficient, and said again: "Yes, your wife is also the main god and the goddess of magic. I know all this."
"But actually I want to know more, what kind of god are you?"
"Ahem, cough, cough, you misunderstood. I am not a god, nor am I the reincarnation of a god."
"That's not right." The Pope of Light frowned: "That shouldn't be the case. The aura of the gods on your body is too strong, especially since you can also perform divine descent. Your so-called protector is obviously a thunder god."
"But you are definitely not the reincarnation of the God of Thunder. The reincarnation of the God of Thunder should be Thor. So what is your situation?"
William was about to explain.
The Pope of Light shook his head again: "Forget it, I don't have much contact with you, but I still know you a little bit, as long as your heart is devoted to the creatures of the Gods Continent.
In particular, you don’t have to worry that my purpose in convening the meeting of saints is definitely not to fully target those reincarnations of gods. "
"Even if I summon the reincarnations of the gods next, my attitude will not be too tough. Do you think I still don't understand this?"
William breathed a sigh of relief. The Pope of Light entered the realm of super saints earlier than in his previous life, and also opened the meeting of saints earlier than before.
He had not participated in it in his previous life, and he could roughly understand the general content of the meeting of saints.
Especially after the Council of Saints.
The attitude of the saints towards the gods became even worse.
During that time.
Some of the common gods that descended were in bad shape.
Only after the Lord God came, the situation changed again.
And that's when it really comes.
God war.
Jihad.
Too much.
If not everyone knew how to enter the holy space, the newly merged continent of gods would be destroyed again.
Ever since.
The Pope of Light patted his shoulder meaningfully: "Well, just stay here for now and have a good rest for a few days. You don't have to look at what you have become. You have to look like a saint when you are here. In your current state, the female saints from other continents probably won’t take a serious look at you when they see you!”
William threw his hand from his shoulder expressionlessly, and the Pope of Light didn't care. He strode away and turned away, as if he wanted to give this geomantic treasure to him to have a good rest.
The seven days passed quickly.
With the coming of saints one after another.
The meeting of saints has officially begun!
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