"Wait a moment, the bishops haven't arrived yet." He couldn't help but sigh at his own wit. Only a genius like him could come up with such an excellent excuse. Back then, he was the only great poet in the city who could write poetry at the age of sixteen. Unfortunately, he was later persuaded to come in to make money.
Thinking of this, the Pope couldn't help but feel poetic: "Valisa, since you're waiting anyway, why not listen to me recite a poem!"
"Great, that's great!" Valissa has become immune to this style.
"River! Oh, river, why do you have so much water? You flow, flow, what do you carry away? Is it the thoughts of others leaving, or my sorrow, or perhaps, the person I love? Ah, river, you are really water!"
Valissa didn't understand, but that wasn't a reason for her not to praise him. She praised him, "What a great poem, Your Holiness! You are so great!"
The Pope snorted and looked back. All twelve bishops were there. He almost died of a heart attack.
"Come on, let's go in quickly." Dying early or late is death, it's all death, it's better to go early and let God report a few more black histories, so that you can leave your name in history.
The statue of the goddess has no face. Of course, it is just this one. The ones outside are all made by world-famous sculptors. Valissa asked the goddess, and she said she had no name, so she was called the Nameless God.
A strange god, but very powerful indeed.
…
Chen Jing walked into the command room. RT5 was sitting on a suspended chair, feet crossed. "What's up?"
“I want to build a building.”
RT5 turned away awkwardly. Chen Jingyu was alert: "What happened?"
"Gone, all gone. I used all my resources to build the fleet." RT5 lowered his head.
"Huh!?" Chen Jing stared at her blankly: "It's really gone!?"
"Really no more."
Chen Jing called out to Nidhogg: "Take off his armor and let's go!"
"Stop, stop, stop!" RT5 waved his hands quickly.
Chen Jing asked, "Isn't it gone?"
"Supplies are like water in a sponge. If you squeeze it, there will always be some," RT5 argued.
Chen Jing nodded and said, "By the way, Eliza, Jasmine, come with me."
Jasmine, who was standing in the corner, was stunned: "What are you going to do?"
"The Great Demon King is in need of left and right guardians."
Azathoth complained: "It tastes mixed!"
Chen Jing said disdainfully: "What do you know? This is called combining Chinese and Western elements!"
Chen Jing's answer scared both Ji Xuanyuan and Azathoth.
"It's not that kind of combination!"
A large group of people followed RT5 to the construction site. With RT5 looking painful, they began to stuff supplies into Nidhogg's mouth. The dragon's mouth was like a black hole. Anything thrown into it disappeared without a trace. Chen Jing had to confirm again and again that it was not dissolved.
Nidhogg explained: "...We can just swallow it... There's a warp in the dragon's chest... Hey, am I the only one who has it?"
"Why would a normal dragon have such hamster abilities!"
"It's very convenient, isn't it!?" Nidhogg said dissatisfiedly.
"What do you usually save?"
"Brother Cun, it would be great if we could just open our mouths and make a scene when we get somewhere." Nidhogg opened his mouth and spit out a snake, which was amazing.
Chen Jing once again entered the picture.
"Is it done?" RT5 asked, and after a while, he asked again, "Is it enough?" After another moment, he said, "It's almost gone!"
Chen Jing wasn't a devil after all. He let RT5 go and nodded, "That's enough, Noki-class!"
The Noki class looked over and said, "Admiral?"
Chen Jing nodded at RT5: "Fill up the construction team, let's go."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
The Noki class stood there in a daze: "Just this?" The tool ship cried out.
After swallowing Nidhogg, he turned into a human again, with his cheeks puffed up in a very vivid way.
"No, it should be the chest, right?"
Nidhogg glanced at him and said, "Invite Nie Gua!"
"Puchi!" Azathoth laughed again.
Nidhogg dared not speak out.
"Damned evil god, don't give me a chance, or I will make you regret what you did today!" Jiang Lieshan roared in the same tone as Nidhoggr.
Nidhogg blushed.
Azathoth frowned, feeling that things were not simple.
"I want the kitchen." Ji Xuanyuan touched his chin.
Fenrir nodded, "I want the gym."
Azathoth nodded: "I want a big bedroom!"
Jiang Lieshan also raised his hand: "I want a garden!"
Nidhogg looked around and said, "I want a mountain of gold."
"What are you looking at? Don't the books say that a dragon can only have a happy life if he has treasure and a princess?" Nidhogg said with a red face.
Azathoth suddenly remembered something: "'The Evil Dragon is Self-cultivation', I remember it was..."
Fenrir looked aside and said, "I gave it to her. I thought she was bored. It fell naturally from Azathoth."
Azathoth has everything.
"Yog told me all that!" Azathoth shouted.
The reputation of pillow sauce's yogurt predecessor was damaged.
Chen Jing covered his face: "As I recall, we are not going on vacation, right!?"
"Never mind. Let's design those mazes and dungeons outside the Demon King's City, and build a few BOSS battle rooms inside. Then I'll make a plane and put it in, and we'll build a resort." Azathoth planned.
Although Chen Jing felt something was amiss, he nodded. "Sure, that's fine. Does anyone else have any creative ideas?"
Fenrir raised his hand: "I want to sunbathe."
Hela also held Gam in front of Chen Jing, with the same meaning.
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