48 Hours a Day

The elderly are thrilled by the magnificent sights to come.

The life and death of the black python on the other side is no longer important to him. Zhang Heng, now riding on the back of the snake, has also become a dead man in his eyes. The old man firmly believes that as long as the figure under the palace can be revived, any enemy can only tremble constantly under its horror.

Let's not talk about distributing human beings, even Asgard's gods will come to an end at dusk.

And he, as the charmer of that great being, will have the privilege of witnessing for himself the coming of the end, the final battle that no word can describe.

The old man cried excitedly and lay down, kissing the earth beneath him, but immediately before him came a lazy voice.

“What, did your boss call you again? ”

The old man heard the movement stiff, removed his lips from the red dirt, raised his head and saw the unscheduled guests in front of him.

It was a woman in a T-shirt who looked cold with jeans and a Boston cigar in her hand. She seemed to be busy trying out drinks a while back, but then she got an urgent message that she couldn't get her hands off the job and ran away in a hurry.

The old man was surprised to find out that he didn't know when he had arrived quietly on the island, and obviously there was no transportation around him. It made the old man feel like he had hit a ghost. Is it possible that this woman was flying from the sky in front of him?

He seemed to be able to see what was going on in his mind, and the unknown woman then said, “Don't be ridiculous, I came up here myself, and I was lucky enough to catch up. ”

“Catching up with what?” The old man asked subconsciously.

“Catch up with this party.” An unknown woman whistled.

However, the old man had difficulty believing each other's words, because the woman's clothes were neat in front of her, and she didn't look soaked in water at all, unless she took off her clothes first and swimmed with her hands up all the way, but even then it was difficult to explain the other's current state, which was simply the appearance of a taxi coming directly after work.

“Who are you?” The old man was wary.

“As you can see, I'm just a bartender, my name doesn't matter," a woman of unknown origin shook a Boston cigar pot in her hand, "and the important thing is, like you, I'm just a working boy working for the boss. ”

“You are too modest to see that you are much better than I am.” The old man sincerely said that although he could not see through the real strength of the other party, he could still feel that the woman in front of him was not a normal person at all. The other party just stood here casually, putting pressure on him and even the shadow under the palace was the most incredible thing in the old man's view.

“You guys have really been in this isolated place for so long that you have no idea what you are doing. It's the end of the day. Even if your boss really wakes up from under the palace, he will be beaten to death to get out.” The woman of unknown origin shook her head, "but there was no shortage of stronger women out there, and you were totally shot and you didn't know it. ”

The old man did not speak, but the divine colour on his face clearly did not believe the opposite words.

However, considering the strength of the other party, he tried to probe with courtesy, “Looks like… you are not its enemy, then why don't you stand aside and wait quietly for our Lord to come, even if there are strong enemies, our Lord can help you to try their colour formation. ”

“No.” Unknown women refused decisively, thinking and not thinking.

“Why," said the old man, a little difficult to understand, immediately after what he seemed to have in mind, a change of colour, a measure of hostility in the other person's eyes, a sinking voice, “Are you an adult of Asgard? ”

Asgard and Yamengard are the dead enemies who do not share heaven. Had it not been for the presence of the gods, Yamengard would not have needed to place the island where it hatches servants and receives believers in such a remote place. What did those Asgard guys have in mind? To delay the arrival of the gods at dusk, send someone to stop Yamengard from awakening?

This seems to be the most likely explanation.

However, an unknown woman shook her head, “I have nothing to do with those guys in Asgard. No, technically, I've had a little grudge with your boss's enemies lately, but I don't really care.” She paused and went on, "I told you before that I was here because of my boss. ”

“Do you have a boss?” The old man was stunned and wondered who was qualified to be the boss of the woman in front of him.

“Of course, and you've met him.” Unknown woman sighed, "he killed your boss's next batch of servant candidates still in training, and this round of servants looks like he's about to kill them, so if your boss wakes up, there's bound to be a battle between his temper and my boss, and this is what the people who set all this up want to see. ”

“This…” The old man was mute and looked at Zhang Heng, who was trembling with black python in the ocean far away, as if he could not believe that the creature in front of him was also clearly a myth. Her boss was a mortal.

Though this mortal has outgrown the old man's perception, it does not seem to reach the level of the woman in front of him.

“I can't tell you the exact reason, I can only say that he's far from really strong enough now. Believe me, you won't want that to happen.” An unknown woman, "so I went to the island to give you a peaceful option in the face of things going out of control. ”

“You look at me too high, I'm just not even a believer.” Old man, “I can't dictate its decision, I can only take orders and complete them unconditionally. ”

“You are too modest to think that your position is more important to me than anything of the faithful. There is a small garden in the center of the maze, but the python doesn't appreciate flowers, so it's not obvious who this garden is. The so-called servant, although his strength has been improved and his body size has become enormous, and he has learned to spray poison fog, but limited by the body structure of the serpent, it is difficult to raise his level of intelligence to a satisfactory level, so the stupid serpent on the island is at best a tool or a weapon, you are the brain that Jemengade really stays in the outside world, only you can communicate with it and convey its orders, you are important to him. ”