Book of Gods and Demons

"Oh, oh, His Majesty the Emperor of the Durham Empire is here, welcome, welcome!"

The janitor number seven raised an arm and greeted Margaret III.

He was gray, like a layer of mucus on his body, and his wet, slimy face showed a... polite smile.

"Although it is uninvited, but with your personality, you can do this kind of thing."

Margaret III strode into the hall.

She swept across the crowd in the hall like a knife.

The janitor number seven, Qingque, Qiao Xuan, a few old eunuchs standing by, and Joe who is ‘calm and calm’.

In the end, her eyes focused on the janitor number seven.

His breath, his appearance, his weird complexion, and the kind of arrogance and self-confidence that is so high on him that he doesn't regard anything as the same.

Especially, the vicissitudes and staleness of his body that has been baptized for a long time.

"It seems that there is a great old guy on my turf..." Margaret III's words were very rude.

"It's just that things are a little sneaky. Joe is the great-grandson of my aunt. If you see him in private, is there anything shameful to discuss?" Margaret III strode to the long table by the window. Sit heavily on the opposite side of the janitor number seven.

The janitor number seven smiled, and he forkped a veal steak and stuffed it into his mouth unhurriedly.

"Sneaky? The shameful thing?" The janitor No.7 smiled and shook his head: "This kind of remarks are not very pleasant... However, considering your knowledge and experience, and your narrow limitations. "

Gatekeeper Seven shrugged. While chewing on the tender and juicy veal steak, he slowly said, "You regard the Durham Empire, or rather, how important you think of Medland. Because of mine. Appear, you think, your territory, your interests, your people and officials..."

"Those so-called nobles, so-called upper-class figures, so-called elites...because of my appearance, you intuitively feel that they may be threatened."

"Even, the appearance of Qiao Xuan made you and the people around you feel threatened."

"The emperor of the huge dynasty from Donglu, of course, will make you feel threatened... So, when Joe is summoned, you can't wait to break in."

"I can understand this behavior... the weak, and the unseen, always feel that someone will peek at the clinking steel bars in their pockets!"

The gatekeeper's words on No. 7 are equally mean and unsympathetic.

Marguerite III smiled, and she was indifferent to grab a bunch of dark purple translucent crystal grapes, plucked two grapes and put them in her mouth.

The sweet juice exploded in the mouth, Marguerite III's eyes lit up and he praised: "It's really good, this is the most delicious grape I have ever eaten."

Gatekeeper No. 7 smiled and nodded: "This is a matter of course. These grapes come from the Holy Land of El."

Margaret III looked up to the sky.

It was during the day when there were dark clouds covering the sky. It was impossible to see the moon, let alone the Holy Land of El, which was drawn across the moon from time to time.

Joe walked to Margaret III's side and stood quietly behind her.

Compared with Qiao Xuan's grandfather who suddenly appeared, Qiao was naturally closer to Margaret III in terms of psychology and position.

Not to mention, this four-armed janitor No.7 that just emerged, his crimson instinct is full of malicious instincts towards him.

The janitor on the 7th looked at Qiao Xuan with interest.

Qiao Xuan's face turned dark, without saying a word.

Margaret III put down the grapes in his hand and said in a deep voice, "It's amazing. The so-called masters of the astrology, the so-called astrologists, the so-called religious scholars in Medland, they are still arguing whether the black spot When did you get these things from above..."

"No wonder, you said, we are poor ghosts with only a few gangsters in our pockets!"

Margaret III frowned, and she sighed softly: "Indeed, you can come up with such a magical potion, and you can actually solve the biggest soul split problem faced by Hydra's bloodline, allowing me to successfully break through to ten. Tier 1 God Spirit Realm!"

She kept nodding: "That's right, compared with you and the power you represent, we do seem to be a group of poor country guys who have never seen the world before."

The gatekeeper smiled on the 7th: "It’s nothing strange. When you called Medland’s glory for thirty-seven years, we decided to abandon Medland and all the high-level leaders retreated to the east. This is the decision. Struggling again in the ruins of the ruins, you who are rebuilding civilization in the blue wisps of the road, will not know much of the truth."

"The truth?" Margaret III stared at the gatekeeper No.7: "Including the incomplete serial potions of Dabokai and other countries?"

The janitor number seven forks another veal steak.

"Of course... where do you think the Three Seas and Seven Channels cultivation system came from? Do you think the breathing methods corresponding to the various sequence potions and the various bloodline powers come from? Do you think the formula of the original sequence potions came from? ?"

The janitor No. 7 chewed the veal steak quickly, and he pointed slightly at Margaret III with the knife in his hand.

"Everything comes from us, from truth, from absolute knowledge, from the original and origin of all things, from Al!"

"I'm the thirty-third level gatekeeper of Al, the seventh member."

"I'm here on behalf of Al."

"I'm here to help you idiots who are immersed in hypocritical glory and trivial achievements, UU reading www.uukanshu.com to solve the trouble you have caused!"

"By the way, clean up some decayed and deteriorated parts of Al's body."

The janitor number seven put down his knife and fork.

He put his hands on his chest, his other hand was holding a wine glass, and he poured a large sip of wine into his mouth.

"Al, the guardian of this world."

"We, from the age of mythology, we have directly led to the demise of the age of mythology. We have gone through the long golden age, the silver age, the bronze age, the black iron age...Finally, we are at the cost of the collapse of the Medland civilization. Those stale and out-of-date will only cause trouble, and there is no need for the ancient gods to exist..."

"We defeated them, sealed them, exiled them..."

"Outside the endless void, they are asleep, they are rotten, and they can no longer cause any trouble to Medland!"

"However, because of your random tossing...because of your wanton behavior...plus some self-righteous careerists have used some power they shouldn't have...you have caused trouble."

"Those damned guys are back."

"Then, it can only be us...save this world again."

Gatekeeper Seven nodded to Margaret III and Joe very reservedly: "Is it clear enough? Is it clear enough? Is it shocking enough? Is it enough to make you grateful?"

"This is the truth."

"Al, live in seclusion behind the scenes, guarding Medland...We are the real guardians of this world!"

"So, you don't need to use your careful thinking to guess what we are doing."

"It is enough that you cooperate with our actions and act according to my script."