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Frega realized that she had been cheated.

As the oldest group of gods, she has read countless people and experienced extraordinary experiences.

But when it comes to things between men and women, I really don't have much experience.



After all, she is a high God of beauty. Ordinary people don't deserve her, and she disdains ordinary people.


She was ashamed and annoyed to find that she had accidentally spoken her heart.

"Sword God, don't be self righteous! I help you in the face of dumutz."


"Since dumutz gave you his memory, it shows that he trusts you."

"The dispute between spruce and dragon blood tree has made too many Asians sacrifice. I hope you don't live up to his expectations."


Freja said positively, "remember, Aslan is one of the four golden civilizations. It's not as simple as you think!"



With that, Freja turned into a star and disappeared.

With freigar's departure, several hidden threats from all parties suddenly left one after another

Ye Fan frowned. He didn't notice those threats before?


Although deliberately hiding is really not easy to find, it is impossible to do it without enough realm.

It seems... Did Freja bring other helpers this time?


No wonder this woman said that the Assyrian civilization was not that simple.

Some of the old monsters in Aslan are still there.

Just like those old people of the fifth generation, they have no special reason. Even if the Asian civilization is destroyed, they are unwilling to intervene in the affairs of the new generation.

It is estimated that only the old Lord God like frejia can use human relations to invite them out of the mountain.

However, it is not difficult to understand that over the years, how could Aslan have only Simon, a creator qualified to enter the temple?

"Oh... This is a deliberate signal to me to not go too far?"

Ye Fan muttered.

"Lord sword God, what do you say?" Nolan and others came up and asked.

Ye Fan smiled, "nothing. Clean up the mess. It's time to end."

"Yes!"

After this battle, the spruce cavalry saw that Simon made a fool of himself and had no intention of fighting to death.

Wudi, the high priest of spruce tribe, had already run away and disappeared.

The dragon blood tree tribe has won a great victory, and all tribal alliances have been trembling.

Within one day, the dragon blood tree tribe successfully took over the demoralized spruce and established the hegemony of the Asilan world.

On the same day, the high priest Baines announced to the whole Asian world that the "Asian alliance" would be established based on the two largest tribes.

Putting aside the names of dragon blood tree and spruce, it only symbolizes the unity of the Asian world.

Although this practice has a show element, it makes it easier for those people of the spruce tribe to accept it.

After all, nominally, they were not annexed, they were allied.

In the next few days, all tribes came to take refuge and were willing to become a member of the alliance as a member.

Before, these tribes mainly worshipped the God of nature, and a few also believed in the God of beauty.

At this time, Bynes once again proposed:

Members of the Aslan alliance, whether they believe in the God of beauty or the God of nature, must set up sword statues in major cities!

Although it is not stated clearly, there is no doubt that it is to make the sword God become the new main god of Aslan

For this point, although the people of the major tribes in Aslan have some complaints, the officials have followed suit.

It's not too much for the creator who dares to fight against the destiny emperor to set up a statue in his own city! No shame!

As for whether he can become the LORD God, it also depends on whether the sword God himself can attract believers in the future.

For a time, after a long time, the news that the Assyrian world entered the United alliance again spread to many civilizations in the big world.

The name of sword God, in a real sense, resounds all over the world.

……

A small world on the edge of the Assyrian civilization.

In an ancient temple, it is spotless.

It has been deserted for a long time. No one came here to pray until a few days ago.

The man was dressed in a white robe. He was the high priest in distress of the spruce tribe, UDI.

"So, you're hiding here?"

Wudi suddenly turned around and saw a woman. He couldn't believe it.

"Hathaway? How did you find this?!"

After he expelled Hathaway before, he ignored the useless adoptive daughter and thought she could not bear humiliation and died somewhere.

"This statue is neither the God of beauty nor the God of nature..."

"Bitch! Who did you bring with you?" UDI looked nervously from side to side.

But soon, with a flower in front of him, Hathaway changed.

"Lord Simon!?"

Wudi was stunned and immediately overjoyed: "Lord Simon! You come to save me..."

Halfway through, UDI realized he was wrong.

"No... no... you are..."

Hathaway pondered: "so... In your heart, Simon is the most beautiful person?"

"I've always been surprised that you didn't move in the face of such a beautiful 'adoptive daughter..."

"So... What you like is Simon?"

"God of beauty!? are you God of beauty!!?"

UDI shouted hysterically, his eyes were staring out!

Friga's eyes turned cold and she spilled a lot of stinky poisonous insects.

"I borrowed it from Brad. It's a small gift."

Poisonous insects fell around and on Wudi, began to climb, even burst, and the stench and dirty juice splashed everywhere!

Wudi's face was bloodless and convulsed with fear: "dirty! Dirty!! get out! Get out!! -"

For a man of his extreme cleanliness, life is worse than death!

Friga looked at all this with enjoyment until she was a little tired and yawned.

"If you treat your adopted daughter better, you won't have today."

She was a little plain, a star twinkled, and Wudi completely fainted

He will be baptized by all kinds of filth in his dream until he dies of complete mental breakdown.

At the end of all this, Friga stretched and turned out of the temple.

Looking at the distance, she muttered to herself, "what role will you play next time..."

In my mind, a man suddenly appeared.

Frey Jiamei's eyes showed a trace of anger, and then smiled again.

"By the way, it seems that I haven't tried that role yet... It should be very interesting."

……

Sword world.

Since Yunding First World War, Ye Fan has left the rest to Bynes and others.

Conquering the Assyrian civilization, although a little useful to him, is only used to raise awareness.

In fact, he doesn't pay much attention to the power of faith in the LORD God.

On the contrary, he was confused by the fight with the emperor of destiny.

These days, after returning to his own world, Ye Fan has been restoring.

"What's the problem..."

Ye Fan sat on a cliff and opened his eyes.

Obviously, they are all creators. Obviously, they have the intention of emperor sword, but it seems that there is a gap across which he can't cross.

"The power of destiny... Seems to be the power of the Emperor..."

Ye Fan murmured. He was a little suspicious, but he was not sure.

Because of the power of the destiny emperor, he didn't have time to make a good analysis, which was a little vague.

But even the power of the emperor is not the reason why he can't fight.

The realm of the creator really has a way.

Just then, Ye Fan noticed something moving outside.

When he returned to the sacred tree platform, there was already a smiling old man in front of him.

"Uncle Qun, are you back so soon?" Ye Fan thought that the leaves would go for a long time.

"If it takes too long, young master, why do you want the old slave to go there? It's just because you're familiar with the way?"

"That's true."

"Young master, I don't have much gossip. Someone... Wants to see you," Ye Qun said.

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