"Mr. Old's favored one is the one who can project mythical projections?"
"No, it can't be. It feels like a dream. Mr. Old's loved ones should be considered one of the members of the Yantu Society, right?"
The words of Mr. Old are echoing in everyone's mind, His favored one is coming!
Our Yantu Society is indeed growing step by step. This time a powerful favored person has come, and maybe another favored person will come next time to praise Mr. Old!
"The ancient general from the depths of the black abyss!"
"A loyal servant who serves the taboo!"
"It's a dream, it's a fantasy, it's the first favored one in the old days!"
The ancient and obscure mantra was spit out from the mouth of the old Vinason, and immediately a burst of illusory power rippled from the old royal court. The bonfire made of extraordinary materials in the center of the cognate table suddenly burst into flames, outlining the Runes with a very spiritual charm!
As Weinerson's understanding of mysticism and the supernatural realm deepens, and as he grasps the ability of the space in the old royal court, this time, just like at the beginning of the Yantu Club gathering, waving his hand and using sea water to gather angels, At this moment, he had unknowingly appeared a brand-new angel at the end of the table.
The appearance of this angel, including its title, was secretly told to him by Gorot.
"What a terrifying spiritual fluctuation. Is this the favored one under Mr. Old who can project mythical projections?"
As the highest-ranking priest in the audience, Jack could only vaguely feel an aura of terror, like a turbulent endless sea.
I am now at the pinnacle of Sequence 2, which is equivalent to stepping into Sequence 3 with one foot. However, I can only feel a trace of spirituality when I am highly concentrated. The other Miss Princess and Mr. Destiny who are lower in Sequence than me probably have nothing to do with this. aware.
"Deep Sea" Jack glanced at the princess opposite and Mr. Destiny beside him. It was indeed as he expected. They felt nothing, exactly the same as usual.
Priests with insufficient status cannot sense the existence of higher status. If they look at it forcefully, it will only lead to loss of control.
Jack was secretly happy that he could capture the aura of Mr. Old's beloved. He unconsciously cast his gaze on Mr. Old. Suddenly he shuddered again and hurriedly buried his head. He recalled the last time he consciously looked at Mr. Old. , that kind of insubstantial twisted galaxy, instantly breaking out in a cold sweat.
"This is the honor and taboo of Mr. Old's followers. Well, serving above taboos and being a loyal servant... indeed, it is vaguely like Mr. Old."
After Lilith heard this, she was about to turn around to look for him, when suddenly her eyes caught sight of the figure sitting at the bottom of the coronation table.
It was a stranger who also wore a hooded black robe. The only difference was that huge black wings protruded from his back, looking illusory and hazy.
Wings, he actually has wings!
Lilith recalled the description she saw in the Crimson Book. Only by reaching the rank of an angel can one grow wings!
"Mr. Old Times, is this the one?"
Lilith's face showed an expression of great joy. She was almost certain that the angel sitting under the coronation table was the beloved of Mr. Old. However, out of caution and politeness, she still looked at "Old" carefully. gentlemen.
While Lilith was thinking a lot, Weinerson leaned back leisurely and said:
"My beloved is also the new member who joins the Yantu Society this time, Mr. Gorot of the Deep Diving Abyss."
At the same time, through the spiritual vision enhanced by the old royal court, he discovered that everyone's spirits have changed greatly, especially Mr. "Deep Sea".
"Hello, Mr. Golot, thank you for saving me in the Federal Mountains, um... and thank you Mr. Old at the same time."
"Princess" Lilith stood up, lifted up her skirt, and used the Ghent aristocratic standard to express her gratitude. She said to the old gentleman sitting on the bronze throne at the top of the coronation table, and to the old man sitting on the bronze throne at the bottom of the coronation table. Mr. Gorot, the two-winged angel, thanked him sincerely, and at the same time, he took a serious look at the favored one.
I can't feel anything, just like an ordinary person. This is a high-level angel. It's really... It's so shocking. If I were walking on the street in normal times, I wouldn't notice it at all. .
"You're welcome, you encountered something bad in the Federal Mountains. For this reason, I helped you erase a memory." Grot responded rather coldly, then looked at Mr. "Old Day" and said:
"Hello, great Lord...Mr. Old One!"
Oh, let me go, Gorot?
Weinerson was stunned for a moment, startled by the angel's mouth that he had fabricated. However, when the angel uttered the words "Great Lord...", he quickly adjusted his state. This must be Golot. , in the entire old royal court, it was the only one who could say this and use this title.
"The King of Twelve-Winged Archangels, is Mr. Old's favored one the King of Twelve-Winged Angels?" Jack, with his head buried in his head, glanced sideways in a daze, and then lowered his head consciously.
This aura is so familiar. When I first joined the Poseidon Church, it had the same aura as the triple-crown His Highness of the Poseidon Church. I am afraid that this is the real owner of the mythical image projected by the Federal Mountains.
The appearance of the King of Angels further strengthened Jack's idea that the power of the god who could drive the King of Angels as a favored one was far beyond his imagination.
"Great master, how did I perform?" At this moment, Grot's voice echoed in Weinerson's heart again, and the light feeling was like waiting for the master's praise.
"Well, not bad, keep it up."
"Thank you for the compliment, Master. This time, thanks to the great power inspired by Master, your loyal servant is also fortunate to have unlocked a little of the seal and can live in this body."
"Grot, what exactly happened in the Federal Mountains?" Weinerson then asked what he had been wondering about just now.
As he was participating in the points hunting competition at the same time, in fact, his memory was the same as Lilith's, and his memory of the battle between the two gods was blank.
"It's a protection mechanism. The old royal court's protection for you, the master, is not that much now that the great power has returned. Without this protection mechanism, those guys will be detrimental to you."
"It can't even exist in your mind?" Weinerson asked in confusion.
"They will realize that you, Master, were the existence they feared most, and they will not want to see Master revive." There was a hint of lowness in Golot's voice, which seemed to be a scene that it did not want to mention.
When did this guy become so cautious?
But does this also indirectly mean that the last Mr. Old Times made too many enemies? There are countless people or gods who want Him to fall!
Hey, why do I suddenly have the feeling that "when a person is sitting at home, the enemy is coming from the sky"?
Weinerson muttered silently, and then gave up asking further questions. He understood that something terrible must have happened on the third night of the points hunting competition, and now, he did not have the capital to know these things, and some of them must have happened. What's involved.
