My little country

"Huh, huh."

The old king stared at the red pill in the wooden box for a long time.

It took a lot of effort to look away from the red pill.

"Not yet time."

The old king grunted.

In fact, the body of the old king can indeed support a period of time.

However, this is not what Xiao Yu intended.

So the archangel entered the old king's room and confirmed what this guy was doing.

The archangel looked at the old king.

After a little bit of trivial help.

The old king immediately cramped and fell on the carpet in pain, humming constantly.

Losing control over the body can only feel the painful and desperate time, which lasted for more than a minute to relieve.

After the old king gained control, he immediately stood up and sat on the side of the bed, breathing heavily.

After experiencing despair, he yearned for longevity even more.

"How could this happen, how could my body be so unbearable."

"Is it really because I have lived too long?"

"No, I'm not reconciled, I still have a lot of ideas that have not been realized, I still want to live..."

The old king roared and looked at the red pill in the wooden box again.

He gritted his teeth, reached out and grabbed Hong Wan.

I just wanted to put it in my mouth.

In the bedroom, a warm and divine light suddenly appeared.

The old king's eyes widened for the first time, and his other hand touched the dagger on his waist.

In the light, the silhouette of an angel suddenly appeared.

After traveling for so long, the language habits and characters of the Hulk clan have long been cracked.

Immediately, the archangel uttered a warm and soft bass:

"The king of the Double Moon Kingdom."

"If you want to continue to live, you must not swallow what is in your hands."

"That's poison. It can make you boil and die."

"..."

"who are you!"

"A sacrifice for the long ears, or a shaman for the short ones?"

The old king asked, but obediently put the red pill back into the wooden box.

He was scared.

The archangel did not lie either.

The so-called god pill is actually a mixture of mercury, gold, and various grassroots plant residues.

If a normal person eats it one by one, it is properly poisoned by heavy metals.

By the way, there may be various illusions in the brain after poisoning, which makes people mistakenly believe that they have really gone to heaven and become a god.

And like the old king, a body that is already in a serious deficit, if one eats one, the probability of death on the spot must be high.

Even if they were lucky enough to survive on the spot, were paralyzed or passed out of a coma, it is foreseeable that the elder filial son and the filial sons and grandchildren will help send the last journey together.

"who are you!"

The old king eagerly asked again.

The archangel felt the anxiety and longing of the old king.

Slowly continued to answer:

"I am one of the humble servants of the supreme and noble."

"I am one of the billions of evangelists and one of the billions of messengers."

"On behalf of the community of destiny in the galaxy, spread the gospel of the noblest to all civilizations belonging to the galaxy."

He seemed to know that the old king was a turtle, but did not understand the meaning of some of the words.

The archangel light and shadow spread his hands gently.

A projection occupies the view of the old king.

Let the old king see his hometown from the perspective of God for the first time, see the true landforms of bilunar planets, and see the star system where bilunar planets are located.

I saw how small and remote the star system is in the Milky Way.

I also realized that billions of words... definitely not bragging.

"Illusion, this must be an illusion."

The old king trembled, and his brain was on the verge of collapse because of receiving such incredible knowledge.

The archangel stretched out the index finger of his right hand, wrapped the index finger of the flame, and lightly touched the old king's brow.

"Whether it is illusion, your instinct has already told you the answer."

"The King of the Double Moon Kingdom."

"Tell me, you who saw the truth, would you believe in our Lord and offer your loyalty and soul?"

"I... what can I get?"

The old king shivered and asked in a low voice.

The question is very sincere and true.

How can they really believe in faith for the sake of faith?

"You can get the longevity you desire."

"After you die, your soul can enter the kingdom of God and get a chance to be reborn."

"opportunity?"

The old king was startled slightly, he understood that he might not be able to be reborn.

However, it was just a possible answer that made the old king more convinced that the archangel did not fool himself.

Really a liar, but how to promote it?

Look at the shamans in those royal cities, but even the titles of the underworld have been sold with integrity.

A baron certified by the underworld wants twelve catties of gold, and an earl wants one hundred catties of gold.

When asked if it was true, it was said that a smallpox was so drunk that even Pluto could be sold by them.

Anyway, from ancient times to the present, their business has not had a bad review!

Because there is no customer yet, after death, he can crawl out and give him a bad review.

But the opportunities ahead are different!

At least the old king kept talking about illusion, but he understood that none of the shamans he knew had the ability to exist in front of him.

And those things, the old king’s instincts told him, they may all be true!

"I agree, I am willing to believe in our common master!"

The old king exclaimed.

immediately!

The archangel's fingers gushed light and enveloped the old king.

Under the Holy Light.

The body of the old king was initially purified.

Then, the wings of the archangel disappeared by a third.

The disappeared part turned into pure divine power and entered the old king.

A V-shaped sacred seal appeared on the eyebrows and chest of the old king!

Under this Holy Inka.

The old king has the foundation to become an extraordinary knight in this environment without active spiritual power!

This is why the archangel has to sacrifice part of his body.

No way, this double moon galaxy is still too far away from the nearest star gate.

It was too long for Xiao Yu to deliver Bai Yuanye and Di Ling herbal medicine.

It's better to just go ahead and use divine power first.

After conquering this galaxy, change it back.

And this archangel was also credited with a merit.

Wait until the day of return, can become Xiao Yu's key training target.

The archangel was very excited.

After probating the old king, he also transformed himself into a sage who looked like an immortal, wrapped in a gray cloak, and with the support of the old king, he carried out missionary activities in the towns surrounding the city.

The old king got the blessing of the holy seal and the practice technique.

After watching the incarnation of the archangel disappear.

He slowly exhaled a foul breath.

He clenched his hands slightly and looked at his big green hand.

He chuckled.

"Back, my youth is back!"