Chapter 638: NO.7 Unfathomable God

Is it called……new universe, right? That child's name.

Um, that space has many light points, just like stars twinkling; please forgive me for using such a vague description. About that dream, no matter how I recall it, I feel I didn't see it all.

This isn't something that needs an apology, classmate Shanyao; I just want to hear the specifics of your dream. I think… this might give me a new feeling.

Feeling?

Does Rongjin Shanyao know the Clock Tower?

Located outside thirteen li of Tressen, this bell-tower-shaped building is one of the teaching points of the otherworldly source energy arts; its headquarters is in Constant City, and there are fourteen branches in the Federation……

Eh? You understand quite clearly; is Rongjin Shanyao also interested in magic?

No, I'm reciting this." Rongjin Shanyao said, raising hand to point at the light screen nearby.

The Desert Hero also followed that finger and saw Lin Dun trainer tapping on the light screen, crossing out the wiki image.

"?" When their gazes met, both couldn't help but let out a question mark.

Is influence.

The contents that sound like rumors, except for the clause 'educating terrifying Aomo,' which Ma Niang outright denies, insisting that the girls in her hands are all bad kids, where does any terror come from?

Because you only need to exert a little more force, this demon already flies backward, regaining balance and resistance on the extension of its wings.

The biological instinct named admiring weakness is universally present everywhere; that central Tressen of the minor element district is thus a lost proof of representation.

Once!

One would suppose that one's safety and proper profession have already gained no fame among those peers and juniors, including but limited to: mercenary trainers who often take leave to let Aomo work, trainers who master beast power, trainers who will educate terrifying Aomo, trainers lacking extremely flashy motorcycles like biker gangs……and so on.

The once mentioned just now?

Gao Yi lowered head in the midst of speech, yet again a thief's heart is dead:

Purple hair, green eyes, definitely not AI but the true form; also the true form of long-standing evil, and moreover the first Aomo deity who granted me divine protection.

To be honest, regarding the actual conditions of gods and demons, that commotion just now was merely at the level of a scuffle, even a few tables and chairs were knocked over.

How then is the commission of the new universe spoken? Is it merely the meaning of the AI above itself?

How to say? The retreat is very fast, like they directly emit divine power to pull you back, how about that?

Bow! Forty degrees!

But the male god obviously thought so; the heroic shadow appearing before him directly exudes the monster's especially extraordinary aura.

Besides that……never mind, no need to mention!

Can you directly pull, still need him to go find?

Having said that, turned and walked toward the direction of the cooking station.

They heard wrong, you said it before!

Can't even inspect the retreat! They said! How's the situation!" The male god obviously understands the take-it principle.

The junior who left a step earlier, the Moonlight Gentleman, still has doubts and hasn't given me a demonstration; this Xiao Di Ben originally had no affairs to be busy, being able to make time to meet Ma Niang again is already rare.

"……" Following the trend, looking at the shoe edge, one sees this tiny speck of pitch-white object baring fangs and brandishing claws, crushed by you with a renewed kick.

Bang!!

The remaining little person merely adds pressure, and will also hinder the conversation itself's regression; even if the age gap between this little person and the two children is small, it's the same.

Although it's not the case that the weak can bully the strong, it's true that the weak are hard to be pointed at.

Just state your purpose directly.

This deity stands at my side, gazing into my eyes, moreover in these deathly silent yet audible seconds——

Bypassing the ripple and Chazuo, readjusting the tables and chairs beside Weaver, this demon almost tip-toed, only after passing ahead did it reassume this fervent stern good posture, moreover with its sharp fingertip pointing at the other's shoe tip.

Regardless of how the rumors are, as long as one can prove strength, even someone like Narita Hakujin can likewise receive on Valentine's Day a gift and letter that lets the shoe cabinet fit——What? He said Tressen is a boys' school?

Sounds like your work risk has increased; can you get a raise?

Indeed it's a joke; no matter how the risk is, I despise giving up halfway, let alone saving this big pen friend.

Bad, Gao Yi actually doesn't count this as much intention.

If you want, perhaps the boss who attempts to attack employees has the qualification to say that." The demon again took the form of a human youth; merely saying hello, just now was enough.

After all, Dari Arabia Elder Sister doesn't lack such a violent temper; upon first meeting, she shouted at me across the torii gate, and before that she even wanted to kick me but failed; now Ma Niang instead lets you slightly have your wish.

Is he the Aomo of Arabia?

That actually made Ma Niang widen her eyes slightly in surprise: 'Indeed that must be so, after all you are still a male god.'

Also need less, just give two blessings to the girls in your hand at the time of the previous winner's stage.

……alas, male god.

He is is is becoming more and more reckless! The internet world also doesn't have few gods! Whether it's the god of the digital world or the local gods he has provoked!

Saying that, he again, with thoughtful gesture, clasped hands to dismiss the light screen, then immediately in midair pulled out a small monitor screen hovering in midair: 'Like this, I'll start a screen recording, then I won't disturb you two, continue.'

Employees? They work for Thus we output: Thus we output: QiuChuan, but they work for you!

What does he want again?

——Of course, this is still because I stabilized my body in midair; otherwise I could still end up missing a parabola that overturns the front of the classroom's cooking station.

It seems I am some kind of safe person, needing to undergo a few inspections before I can be allowed to contact the other party's big child.

You still are so courteous." The male god's brow bears evident patience; seeing this demon in the kick exchange stand equal, yet also not overly angry.

Moreover, this meeting still spent a little half of the time in sizing up and probing Ma Niang below.

But it will hurt badly when collided.

In the sudden huge roar, the lowly small ferocious demon, with its scale-covered body, its spiked claws few, braced against the male god's sudden kick.

Even without that gray-white freeze-frame akin to industry regulations, one can still perceive that moment's deathly silence, stemming from the relative stillness of all things.

Whoa, galloping the human world," Ma Niang's face showed expression, "you still thought he came to inspect the retreat.

After all, the two girls are just a small exchange meeting of a certain friend, and also suitable for a little person to listen in.

I naturally thought that a casual remark of mine could not have such an effect.

"Don't mind me, you guys keep chatting..."

"Er… uh, ah!" The male god hesitated and actually stomped his foot, "Annoying! Is this apology enough for you?"

"Always messing with those big idiots."

"The male god upstairs is quite good at the internet."

"Is he joking?"

"Surely, if he proposes it, you dare to bet, you will agree." This voice came again, as if lingering by the ear, charming and captivating.

"When will the male god also start stealing the demon's work?" I asked loudly, glancing sideways at this 1.8-meter-tall Dalia Arabian.

As the central high Gao Yilin of the Jidong-style campus, only arranging that kind of kitchen education without family lessons, the preparation room for it is also especially narrow—— after the renovation completed rows of cooking tables, this narrow feeling was also reduced somewhat.

Then Aomo was the first to react and waved his hand:

Even though back then, on the Saichang, he almost gave the audience interactive feedback, understood any opponent's invitation and provocation, purely running on his own, Aimu Zhiji also likewise had only a few fans.

Are you considering signing up?

Can't you apologize?

"The purpose…" Dalia Arabian was at a loss for words, looking left and right at the still Aomo, speaking in a hesitant, embarrassing manner: "Just, just came over to have a look."

Looking again at now this with Chazuo and Bourbon speaking loudly, Aimu Zhiji, who would occasionally show a few smiles while talking, the mare could hear a faint voice:

To paint his closed-off inner behavior as aloofness, to call your blind exclusion of nonexistent things from your vision as avoidance 'focus', and to feel that your attitude is that of a trainer lacking the emperor's bearing—completely knowing the reason why Ludaofu Xiangzheng initially had or lacked a trainer, merely because the trainer 'consumes' too slowly and always yields to family affairs, still it must be so.

"Really? You're joking." The mare wasn't a bit surprised, then quickly turned sideways to avoid the opponent's seventh leg.

So, should the low-noble Arabian upstairs be more restrained? Lightly placing your noble foot, yet it conforms to the divine's nobility.

But if you carefully discern, you'll notice that the source of the sound is actually somewhat higher.