Trafford’s Trading Club

The public selection of the heirs to the Templars' holy coat, although not exaggerated, has no walls that are impervious - even Sister Soya could have known some news in advance and planned it earlier, and Ramias naturally does not believe that no one of the same kind appears.

Anyway, I got Satur's recommendation anyway.

To show her gratitude, before the day of departure, Ramias was very excited to send Satur to resist the death - she released the Nimitz beast that evening and gave her three energetic herbs for free.

Perhaps knowing that Ramirez might never come back... Nimitz squeezed almost all of his strength that night, hoping to hit him right away.

Lamias didn't know if she could win the bid, but she knew the scientific opinions of the first four or five generations, but didn't warn them in good faith.

Looking at Satur, who was a little pale asleep, Ramias thought about it and turned directly over to Satur's purple crystal.

“Consider it your so-called support. ”

Talk better than nothing.

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On the day of departure, only the knowledgeable Nimitz arrived to deliver. As for Satur, he did not show up. Heard he had a temporary assignment at Tianma camp… The sleeping pill used on Satur yesterday was somewhat over standard, wondering if he would wake up in time.

“Do you have any relatives, friends or anything in the Holy Land?” Ramias looked at Nimitz and asked.

“No.” Nimitz shook his head: "How can a man like me have relatives of great figures in the Holy Land? Why do you ask? ”

Ramias shook her head and felt it in her heart... according to the drama of the novel, she should be able to get a branch task on Nimitz!?

Nimitz may be the illegitimate daughter of a big man and has a powerful gift, just one chance to turn ugly ducks into clouds like cranes.

“Be careful along the way.” Nimitz stuffed Ramirez with a little package: "There's some food in here, take care of yourself on the way. ”

Nimitz dry food * 1, GET.

“Okay.” Ramias packed the package and then looked at Nimitz, who was somewhat reluctant... afraid that he wouldn't have a chance to go to bed with Satur after he left unfortunately?

Ramias always felt that his mind seemed a little darker.

“Lamy, come back whether you succeed or not.” Nimitz is blushing at the moment: “I don't think I won last night! ”

“…” Ramias silenced for a moment, shook his head and walked into the line leading to the sanctuary.

Nimitz wept her handkerchief... until the team eventually disappeared and she sighed in disillusionment, then opened a piece of cloth wrapped around her hand.

This is what Ramias gave her before she left, saying it was a souvenir.

Unfold the package, it's a beast skin... Nimitz reads something surprisingly on the beast skin: [Holy Clothes Communication Meditation Training Technique]

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The team that leads to the Holy Land, obviously, is not just the one who is currently in it, it's just the beginning of the journey and not the convergence.

But the team is basically all the people who came out of the camp where Ramirez was originally located, not many, about 30 people, most of them women… But Ramirez saw only one acquaintance in the team.

Sister Suya.

Soya, who had some dusty flavors, was also surprised to see Ramias finally in the team… she even came directly to Ramias.

“I didn't expect to see you here.” Sister Suya said surprisingly, "I thought you were only going to hug guys like Nimitz, and now I think I underestimated you. ”

“Are you alone?” Lamia asked expressionlessly.

Sister Suya shrugged her shoulders: "You know how precious it is to wait for a place like the Holy Clothes. Unlike those with powerful backgrounds, a spot is already a luxury for us. ”

So, you and your very good sisters must have fallen victim to this luxury… Ramias didn't break it, there was no need to break it at this time, she even smiled, "Congratulations, you succeeded. ”

“You too.” Sister Suya closed her eyes, "so you must have been given your spot by Lord Satur. I know you guys are together a lot. ”

Lamias couldn't help but think that the winners of the forward team were all together at this time, three or two, seemed to be discussing something and not much harmony with each other... after arriving in the sanctuary, we were all competitors.

“How about our alliance?” Sister Suya suddenly proposed at this time.

“I'll think about it.” Ramias goes backwards… joking, before the alliance, what condition do we not talk about?

“I have some information about this battle.” Sister Soya lowered her voice: “But I need help getting to the last person in order to make this information valuable. ”

“Information-sharing, winning and losing.” Nor is Ramias vague.

“Deal.” Sister Suya is obviously more comfortable.

After that, Sister Suya began to go to the rest of the women in the cage... and Ramias was caught in contemplation watching what Sister Suya had put in her before she left.

Sister Suya stuffed her with something that was obviously a [holy clothes communication meditation training technique], but less than a third of the content.

“Will you be given the rest of the story as long as you follow along?” Ramias shook his head, and if he hadn't gotten his meditation training from Satur in advance, he would probably have worked seriously with Soya.

“Unfortunately, Soya must have been trained a long time ago and may have made a lot more progress than I did..." Ramias looked at the women warriors who, under Sister Soya's persuasion, moved their minds and shook their heads again... I'm afraid these women warriors will never make it to Sister Soya.

But... why does Sister Suya have [meditation training techniques]?

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Sanctuary, Twelve Palaces.

The sacred ritual shop came, the staircase on the mountains of the gods fell from the sky, and the goddess of the finger sceptre walked down the staircase. In the sanctuary, but whenever there was any sensation, she fell on her knees and shouted the name of the goddess: Athena.

The twelve palaces surrounding the temple of the goddess, meanwhile, Qi Qi emitted golden light, and the twelve golden saints representing the most powerful warriors of the saints, gathered in the central temple of the goddess.

The goddess, dressed in a white robe, walked down the last step of the ladder, converging the divine light on her body, like a young girl in the world, touching Chu Chu.

But anyone can feel the immense divine power that this young girl has… The Goddess's gaze is not soft or even full of the smell of slaughter.

Let us not forget the priesthood of the goddess - besides the goddess of wisdom, she is also in charge of war, the goddess of war.

The power of war seems to have grown on the goddess due to the fall of the god Ares.

The Goddess is more powerful than last time - this is almost what the twelve Golden Saints are thinking at this time.

Even because of the Goddess's growth in the power of war, as the Goddess's twelve most loyal saints, their strength has increased to varying degrees.

“Wait…” The voice of the goddess sounded: “Musha, come with me. ”

Among the golden saints kneeling, a long-haired man stood up slowly… The rest of the saints did not look up and still knelt like statues.

And as for Musha, he was a Virgo saint.

At this time, in the temple of the goddess, in the passage between the giant pillars on both sides, the goddess walked forward not slowly, but only behind Musha.

Musha could not see the true face of the goddess, and did not know the anger of the goddess at this time, but could only remain silent.

“How was the selection of the heirs to the Sacred Cloak of Crane?” The goddess suddenly asked, but she didn't stop.

“The female alternates are already on their way to the Holy Land.” Musa thought: "By the end of the fifth day, according to the schedule, we should be able to get all of them… This time the number of alternates seems to be a bit high, with some coming from all over except for the children raised in the Sanctuary…”

The goddess did not stop, the voice did not fluctuate, “Do you think that this inheritance of Swan should not be so loud? ”

Musa shook his head: "This is the message of the goddess, and naturally everything has been considered. ”

The goddess suddenly stopped - the road had reached its end, and she looked up at the throne deep in the temple and said coldly: "Poseidon, the covenant with the mountains of the gods has been lifted. ”

“What?! ”

Even Musha, the chief of the Twelve Saints, couldn't help but be stunned at this moment. He suddenly looked up and turned his mind: “How could the King… be so sudden? Is it because of the Underworld? ”

“He didn't say.” The goddess shook her head: "It was just a direct return of the army to the golden sea. As for the gladiators, they had not withdrawn yet, but it did not take too long to come... the news has not yet reached the land of mankind. ”

Temporarily.

Musa frowned: “Once the emperor's army has withdrawn, I'm afraid the results we achieved on the battlefield of the gods..."

“The war in the human world took too long.” The Goddess suddenly said, "Mount Goddess means hope that I can put an end to the war in the world as soon as possible, and then reclaim the power I cast in the world. The news of Pluto's serious injuries is true, there are rumours that the Pluto will be inherited by Prince Plinth, the young master of the Pluto, and the Father speculated that the Pluto might shift his character directly. ”

The news wave after wave made it almost impossible for Musha to digest all of this in a short time… The battle of the gods, provoked more by the Underworld Province, is now in the middle and late stages, and the strength of both sides has been shown, perhaps with just one opportunity, to directly declare the end of the war.

“Among the hostile kingdoms of mankind, there is a great deal of relying on the demigods of the Underworld.” Moussa sighed, "It is not easy to end the battle of mankind as soon as possible, unless the gods intervene directly, but if this is the case, the Underworld will naturally not be indifferent... If we merge the gods' battlefield with the world's battlefield, I fear the world will truly be destroyed. ”

The human world can't bear the wilful wielding of the gods... even the goddess in front of him, this is not the time for the real gods to come.

“After this Succession Ceremony to the Templar Cloak, I will promote five Golden Saints, already twelve Silver.” The Goddess says slowly at this point: "This is a gift from Ares… Musha, I need you to pick five silver promotions with enough potential for me, as well as bronze. ”

“Yes.” Musa nodded.

A one-time promotion of five gold is arguably the first time in the history of the Holy Land… But the 12th Palace of the Holy Land can hold only twelve gold, and as for what the five newly promoted gold will look like in the future - I'm afraid we can only wait to think carefully after the war.

When it comes to promoting silver, it seems relatively simple.

In fact, if the war ended, it was an unknown thing how much gold could survive —— they were still in the sanctuary, just because the time had not yet come to use their power.

“Although this war was waged because of my sister…” The Goddess exclaimed: “But the many contradictions hidden in it are difficult to explain. Musha, even now I can't see the fog of war. ”

This has appropriately involved the gods, and Musha dared not speculate... at this time, he can only be a listener.

“The Underworld is different from the Divine Mountains.” The Goddess sighs at this moment: “After all, the divine realm was created by intercepting world debris… but the Underworld was provided by the Pluto, not the Underworld in the true sense that we know it to be. So there are many secrets between the Father God and the Pluto that the gods do not know. Alternatively, this can even be traced back to the true origins of the divine kingdom. Musha, this time I came personally, although it means Mount Gods, but I have something to entrust to you privately. ”

Mousha's look at this moment is sombre... he still clears it, the next thing is the true intention of the goddess to call herself to the temple of the goddess alone.

A golden group, separated from the body of the goddess, then slowly came to Musa.

Moussa was astonished, and he had already felt what was in this blond, and he was shocked: "Is this? ”

“If I crash in this divine war, it will replace me and be reborn in the world.” The voice of the goddess grew faint, "Moussa, whether you are ready to give your life or not, guard it, my most faithful saint! ”

“This will be my lifelong promise to guard! ”

“Go on.” The goddess walked to the throne on the steps, sat down, closed her eyes, "and came back to wake me, Musa, after the holy war had begun. ”

Moosha turned around, and the colour of God was thick.

The goddess opened her eyes slowly on the throne and sighed in the shadows, "Will the future really fall like Sister Cloto inspired... the gods? ”

“Where the hell is someone who shouldn't exist? ”

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The sanctuary, the outer city, a team of wind and dust servants went through a hierarchical examination and finally entered the territory of the sanctuary.

Ramias lifted his hat and gazed faintly at the distant temple of the majestic goddess and the twelve palaces surrounding it... couldn't help but shout.

Come on, man!

Uncle Car Tian's comics, I didn't underestimate them!

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