Trafford’s Trading Club

As the town approached Central Square, even if it lost its ability, Mai Lada was able to tell by the breath of death in the air, like substance, that he was about to come into contact with [Pluto], who could save the imprisoned Dark God in [the inhuman realm].

[Pluto] Why did Mai Lada fall into this world, and I don't know, that kind of thing was too far away from him - he was born after the fall of the kingdom, and it was long after the fall.

Those afterwards [the inhuman realm] have not yet been discovered by the glory, but only the shattered spaces wandering in the long rivers of time and space… only some descendants of the faint bloodline of the gods are still breathing.

It doesn't matter!

As long as [Pluto] can be found and the imprisoned Dark God, the Thors, will be restored to the glory of the gods, King's Landing [Inhuman Realm]!

Teacher Pudding's footsteps eventually listened.

In the huge column of light, one cat and two shadows, slowly walked out, high hat eaves pressed, Teacher Pudding could only see each other's nose face... but the black cat gave him a feeling of acquaintance.

Mai Lada glared at the moment - he recognized that the man in the dress in front of him was the one who had killed several of his companions at sea.

“[Pluto]...” Mai Lada muttered to himself at this moment and slowly walked past Mr. Pudding, but he suddenly woke up in the fifth step, stopping, just still excited: “I knew [Pluto] was you! ”

The man in the dress was unresponsive and still drooling... but the black cat next to him blinked at this moment and after measuring Mai Lada, he was somewhat surprised: “You're a little different. How did your power disappear? ”

- I want to know too!

This is the most painful part of Mai Lada's heart, and it's even more embarrassing to be torn apart by a black cat - a talking black cat who feels weird about Mai Lada.

Is a talking cat special?

Even talking grass in [the non-human realm], more leaving, some wizards with pits in their brains will even cut their own lower body, then use special wizards to give their lower body new life, become walking self-propelled guns, and then he has everything he appreciates!

But the black cat quickly shook its head, seemingly irrelevant: “Forget it, you brought him anyway, as long as the result is the same, it doesn't matter if you have the power or not... your task is done, you can die. ”

Mai Lada instantly felt his heart gripped like something, his fear and suffocation made him look so painful, he instantly knelt on his knees and grabbed his chest dead.

His face was blushing, his teeth were open, but he could not scream, and his eyes were full of despair.

But the feeling of death gradually faded away from Mai Lada when Teacher Pudding slowly walked in and reached out to lift Mai Lada directly.

“He still has a lot of time.” Teacher Pudding looked at the black cat, looked at the man in the dress, frowned, and the weird feeling in her heart grew stronger, “including everyone in this town... their time has not yet come. ”

“A small range of changes, it doesn't care.” The man in the dress finally talks, his voice is almost the same as that of Teacher Pudding, just a little more profound, “some stages exist, somewhat privileged, as long as he can't possibly want to fight it or change it. ”

“Who is it?” Teacher Pudding asked curiously.

“A lot of things.” The man in the dress's depressed face smiled, “Heaven, fate, Gaia consciousness? Basically... but more accurately, it should be the will. ”

“The will of the world...” Teacher Pudding thought, then shook her head, following the feeling in her heart, and asked, "Are you luring me here? ”

“No, I'm not seducing you.” The man in the dress raised his head slowly at this point and then took off his hat, "I was just, making sure you'd be here. ”

“Two [Pluto]!! How come? ”

When the man in the dress took off his hat, Mai Lada, who had just slowed his breath, screamed in horror!

Even Teacher Pudding, who has always been very steady in heart and occasionally wears a little peel, opened his mouth with surprise at this moment, then frowned and caught in contemplation.

……

“Two Pudding teachers? ”

The maid whispered at this time, seemingly thoughtful... over the tower of the only bell tower in the town, she was snuggling beside Lochu, reflecting the night breeze.

“It's starting to get unstable.” Mr. Lo suddenly whispered at the moment.

There is no end to the sentence… Even a maid with strong memories cannot speculate on what her master means at this time.

Watching the maid rarely reveal a confused and cute beautiful look, Boss Lo smiled softly and did not speak. She only grabbed her palm and said softly: “Look again. ”

The maid shrugged and concentrated again. Her face gradually revealed, "This is...”

Have you ever used a satellite TV with a bad signal?

This is all in front of you… the whole town is like a satellite TV with bad signals, as if something was disturbing it, the images are constantly mutating, distorting, missing, but trying to maintain this scene…

This seems to have a direct connection to Ramias… The maid took a deep breath - she didn't have to do this, it was more like an instinctive little move.

She looked subconsciously at the master holding his hand - a power that the master had brought, a vision that Lochu shared with her.

Even as a maid in the shop, she even had an extraordinary history. After all, the maid was not in the same position as the owner. She knew countless secrets, but only because of the accumulation of time that had elapsed.

“This is a change in time.” Lochu said softly, “You said you would accompany me to the end of the river. ”

“Master, do you... see the future? ”

In the future, it is quite forbidden to ask, the maid knows that the last time she has stepped into the field of the future, but seems to have eaten a lot of losses… but she cannot know exactly how much the last time she has suffered as a maid.

But obviously the future is really a matter of careful consideration, even as a store owner.

“No.” Boss Lo shook his head, "I'm just looking at the current variables, and you're looking at the same... but the future me, perhaps, is looking at the present me. And I, too, am looking at the past. ”

Once again, the maid was shocked, as she managed all the outside affairs of Boss Lo and even the value of her life, at a time when it was clearly felt that the life of her master was evaporating wildly.

In just a few moments, it has evaporated to the point of 34 out of 10!

“Master! Stop!” She shook up her fears and even overstepped her status as a maid.

“Don't worry.” Lochu said softly: “I will stay for a day… I will not die if I do not have the [Lord God's plan] income. You said to accompany me to the end of the river of time, and I haven't seen the end. ”

The maid was silent, but watching Boss Lo's life value evaporated wildly at this time, her blue eyes highlighted the colour of pain and fear... she quickly scratched her fingers, a smudge of black flame instantly broke the space and entered the cracks of the dimension.

In the next moment, the Second World Entrance [Master God Program].

Zhao Le, who is working on a daily basis, received a prompt at the same time as Zhang Ming.

—— Don't worry about the impact on the world in your area, don't worry about the load on your server, maximize all entrances… even lower the entry threshold.

Also at the same time, another instruction was sent to [Eve] in the estate by conscience.

- Increase difficulty to… nightmare level.

For a moment, the world in which the Master God Program is located, almost all of the [Heavenly Selectors] who are attacking copies and exploring new regions, feel the mutation of the world… the difficulty has risen almost instantaneously by several levels.

Correspondingly, the reward also directly improves several levels.

Opportunities come with risks… Risks, naturally with opportunities, an unyielding and strong soul, will be free of any challenges, breaking down difficulties and eventually going up against the current.

Climb to the top.

The other world was the starting point for the dreams of the spirits who were willing to enter.

……

With the two instructions of the maid, Boss Lo instantly felt his vitality increase… but for the life he evaporated at this time, it was undoubtedly a cup of water truck salary, which at best slowed down some evaporation.

Is it too radical to harvest your soul like this?

Lochu did not know whether such radicalization was good or bad. He had not been completely rationalized by the altar and had retained a bit of human nature.

No one knows if what they do is right or wrong, as long as it's a person.

“But beyond that, I don't even feel guilty at all…" Boss Lo implicitly said, because of one of his decisions, at a time when a large number of quality souls are going through unprecedented tests and facing death.

But he really doesn't have any discomfort.

Perhaps this is the real reason why the altar deprives shopkeepers of their emotions - only if they have never sympathized with the living spirit will they understand what things really look like...

Boss Lo even closed his eyes.

The future is invisible, if visible, an infinite number of variables, countless possible futures. The cost of that need is too great to see 3,000 futures clearly. There are still 3,000 futures that have been seen, even more.

But in the past, there was only one.

Because it has happened… even if it is changing, it has happened.

……

……

The first two golden lights arrived, representing the golden oxen of the twelve palaces and the gold of the lion's palace.

“What happened?” The Golden Bull Palace is rough in shape, and the same is true of the voice. Ask up.

The two of you do not seem to have noticed that the current Scorpion Palace's gold has been taken over by the nest… whether it is the appearance, the smell, the Scorpio's sacred coat on that body - how can it be fake?

This is sanctuary!

And the goddess even came to the sanctuary.

Prince Plyn of the Underworld was really doing a crazy thing… he looked at the Golden Bull Palace and the Gold of the Lion Palace and then bowed his head, pointing to the unconscious figure lying on the ground.

“The gladiator?” The golden face of the lion's palace has changed slightly.

“This is the warrior of celestial stars, one of the giants of the current camp of gladiators.” Prince Pudding said with a heavy voice: "Depending on the circumstances, he wants to dive into the Trial Artist's labyrinth and destroy the inheritance of the Templar Cloak. ”

The falling celestial star was only in a coma, not dead, and he was still able to dig up a lot of intelligence… Golden Bull Palace and the Gold of the Lion Palace were aware of the seriousness of the situation.

“How can a gladiator cross the sanctuary? ”

“There may be traitors in the sanctuary! ”

At this moment, another figure arrives: white clothes… with a special and tranquil temperament - the head of the Twelve Palaces, the gold of the Virgin Palace: Moussa!

“Moussa, you're here!” The Gold of the Lion's Palace greets first and explains the matter.

Musa glanced at the gold of the Scorpion Palace and suddenly said: "Just now, I also feel a hidden power of death, which seems to be much purer than the medallion's meditation in the underworld? ”

Prince Pudding's heart was astonished, but his divine colour remained unchanged, nodding: “He has the protection of the Pluto, and it took me a while to break the protection. ”

Moosha looked around… the surroundings were indeed almost destroyed, and the power of the Golden Mujahideen was reckless and could easily destroy a city.

“This gladiator, I will take the interrogation, and I will also go to see the goddess to explain the matter.” Musha thought, "You stay here, maybe there are other gladiators sneaking in… Try to keep an eye on the Templar Cloak, I don't want any more accidents in this inheritance. ”

Without waiting for the response of the three golds, Musha brought up the dead gladiator and left the labyrinth of the tester.

“Musa still can't seem to let go of the Moyer thing...” The gold of the Lion's Palace sighed at this moment.

The golden eyes of the Golden Bull Palace suddenly glanced at each other. “If your biological sister dies, her holy coat is being contested. How are you feeling? ”

“I also said…” The Gold of the Lion's Palace doesn't want to talk to each other, "he slipped away. ”

“Well, I'll check around and let the other guys know.” Prince Pudding looked at the gold of the Golden Bull Palace at this point and said freely.

“I'm fine anyway, I'll stay with you.” Gold from the Golden Bull Palace walked straight up to me, with a familiar shoulder on his shoulder, "this real battle has nothing to look like, maybe it'll be a bit of fun in the end. ”

“Okay." Prince Pudding did not refuse, he just looked in the direction of Musa's disappearance.

Originally, he thought… he should have taken the gladiator to the temple, most badly - as a client, Musha had also taken him.

……

“Just knock people out. ”

Sister Suya let go at this moment, a female warrior who was strangled fell to the ground helplessly... Sister Suya wiped the sweat off her forehead and looked around: “Good, eight people, none of them fell down. So… now let's move on to the next area! ”

The next area… Ramias is experiencing physical drain at this time.

After another area, we are about to enter the depths of the final contested maze… [Ice Plains].

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