Trafford’s Trading Club

The gold of Scorpion Palace… Prince Pudding also looked at the scene with amazement - he knew naturally more about the female warrior named Yarn than Musha, more than the rest of the silver, but not much more.

But Prince Pudding can be sure that the yarn is definitely not on the side of the Holy Land, otherwise she can see herself killing Aruba of the Golden Bull Palace without moving and come forward to join?

Prince Pudding was skeptical about the inheritance of the Templar Cloak by the weave - he was able to wear the golden coat of Scorpion Palace simply because his blood was used to erode it.

The golden coat, created by the goddess and the god [Herfistos], can only suppress the power of the goddess contained in the coat with a more powerful source of divine power.

As the Young Master of the Underworld, the heir of the next Pluto, before the war began, Pluto had begun to give the Young Master of the Underworld some of the power of death and instilled his own divine blood in Prince Pluto, giving Prince Pluto nearly limitless potential.

Silver vestments need to be one step below gold vestments, but they are also built by the Goddess and [Hfistos], with little divine power, but can hardly be violently suppressed as human beings.

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Prince Pudding is hoping that Tianxue's holy coat can be successfully inherited, only then will the goddess appear in the inheritance ritual… Perhaps after the yarn fails, waiting for the next challenge, which will certainly delay time a lot later.

He couldn't help but frown.

At this time, the box of sacred clothes, already under the touch of [yarn weave] … Nero slowly opened, representing the sacred clothes of the constellation Crane, and finally appeared in front of everyone.

It's a relatively simple set of women's armor that shines bright and silver... Nero looks twice and reaches out to touch the Heavenly Crane coat again.

But just when her finger touched the corner of the holy coat, her finger had been frozen directly... Nero blinked and seemed surprised.

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“The sacred coat is rejecting her.” On the ice cliff, a silver man shook his head at this moment, "she may be powerful, but obviously not loved by the sacred coat… Looks like she's about to start a new challenge. ”

“Lord Moussa, the result is already there.” Another silver sighed at the moment: "You said, how do you qualify for a second challenge when it comes to restarting it? ”

“Wait.” Moussa waved at the moment, bluntly saying, “It's not over yet, look again. ”

“It's not over? Haven't you said no... Wait, what happened?! Can you still do that? ”

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The fingers were frozen, the fingers were completely connected to the holy coat, and the chill even rose along the way. When the whole palm was about to be completely frozen except the fingers, Nero suddenly said: "I'll blow you up? ”

The cold air released by the Holy Clothes bursts instantly.

Nero laughed and pulled a black knife out of his body, knocking it twice on the body of the holy coat.

“See? This is a Yan Demon Knife!” Nero glanced at the moment: “This thing is so arrogant, it looks like a lone wolf on the prairie, but once again, I found it so frightening, and so frightening, you know why? ”

The cold air of the sacred coat rises again, as if it were a shame.

Nero didn't care either, holding the Yan Demon Knife and knocking it twice again, "Garbage Knife, tell him why you're such a pussy! I'll melt you to make a toilet! ”

The knife is ringing... it's like talking about something, as to say something, the ghost laughs.

The cold air of the Templar Cloak suddenly suddenly broke a few points... but just moments later, this cold air erupted again, quite a bit of the same atmosphere.

Above the snow, temperatures suddenly dropped again.

Sister Soya, Ramias, and the rest of the female warriors fell to the ground, and all of a sudden covered with ice cream.

“Garbage knife!” Nero dropped the Yan Devil's knife on the ground with disgust on his face. "What do I want you to do? I can't even scare a shitty coat! Looks like I'm gonna do it myself! ”

Irrespective of what happened after the Yan Demon Knife was dropped, Nero reached out his hands and grabbed the joint of the sacred coat, like Byron Root, it was hard to raw the armor of the sacred coat and crudely stuffed it into his arm.

It's like a scream, but this is just the beginning!

A piece of pieces, at this time stripped off by Nero's raw fabric, and then worn... The wind around, the cold air is like substance, but the holy clothes have been stripped less and less.

Ultimately, Nero grabbed the helmet of the sacred coat with his hands and put it over his head... but it had been re-transformed into an integral sacred coat, at which point it was automatically frozen directly, even with Nero.

Nero is not afraid, his arms earn money, the whole person comes out of the ice crystal... the holy coat is unwilling, releasing the extreme cold, but it is easily broken apart by Nero one time at a time.

As such, Holy Clothes and Nero performed the ice seal over and over again, breaking the ice, in the ice seal, breaking the ice out of the state - eventually, the Holy Clothes did not release the cold air, and the silver light on them instantly dimmed, turning directly into a stone figure.

Nero's eyes suddenly turned silly. I didn't expect the holy coat to be more boney than the Yan Demon Knife. I couldn't help but stand still.

Silver in the distance… Even Prince Pudding, at this time, looked a little silly, Musa of the Virgin Palace, and opened his mouth slightly.

“This guy... actually made the holy coat self-seal?” If a silver man subconsciously swallows his saliva, doesn't that mean that the divine power of the sacred coat can't be helped to escape?

At this point, an even more incredible scene happened.

The self-sealed Heavenly Crane Sacred Clothes suddenly burst out a strong silver light… Under the silver light, the petrification of the Sacred Clothes has been lifted, and the appearance of the Sacred Clothes has again been restored to the bright appearance of the body of the Sacred Clothes.

This time, Tianxue's holy coat was not only refusing to let out the cold air, but even converging the cold air around him... Nero snapped his arm and found the motion to be incredibly natural, with no obstruction at all.

She punched herself, her fist filled with a chill, over the snow, instantly an ice mark spread, and it stopped dozens of meters away.

Nero was like getting a new toy, directly on the snow, wasting the power of this sacred coat, not happy either.

On the ice cliff, the crowd was silent again.

It was a long time before Musa slowly appealed, and the voice seemed a little tired, "Looks like the sacred coat of Crane has been tamed… she is the new Silver Crane. This war on sacred clothes, let's end it. ”

Dominate!

Silver knew for the first time that silver holy clothes could be tamed too... but this is probably what the mightiest chief Musa of God said, right?

“Prepare an inheritance ceremony and report it to the Virgin House. ”

Lord Musha then left… They knew that Moyer, the former master of the Crane, was Lord Musha's sister, and that he was particularly concerned about this inheritance of the Crane Holy Cloak.

Though Lord Musha did not express any dissatisfaction, he was reluctant to see that his sister's sacred clothes would be inherited in such a rude way… In short, the battle for sacred clothes, accompanied by the compromise of the Templar Clothes, was indeed over.

“Who's going to take those women warriors? If we don't take them away, they'll freeze to death. ”

“I'll go. ”

“Me too. ”

Several silver rushed off the ice cliff.

“Congratulations.” Prince Pudding came to Nero at this time.

But Nero burst out without saying a word, hitting Prince Pudding directly with a cold fist in his scorpion coat.

Offset.

The Prince of the Underworld is immobile, and on the surface of the Scorpion Sacred Clothes, there is only one lap of ripples.

Nero suddenly said seriously, "My holy clothes are so garbage, why don't we change them? ”

“If you want, I can give it to you.” Prince Pudding said softly, "but on one condition, when I leave the Holy Land, you need to follow me. ”

“Are you having fun?” Nero thought about it.

Prince Pudding smiled without saying a word, his figure gradually disappeared into the snow... but Nero sat boringly on the snow, spitting out the remote control in his body, and pressed his hand a few times, still no response.

“I know! Eleanor, this gorgeous bitch must be lying to me! This thing is fake!” Nero looked up at the maze [ice field] sky and raised his third finger directly.

At this time, a thunderbolt suddenly fell... Nero jumped, jumped up in a hurry, looked around skeptically, and when he was about to say something, another thunderbolt fell.

Nero's mind turned sharply and he ran away from the shadows.

[Ice Plains] On top of another ice cliff, the figure in black and white waitress clothes also disappeared at this time.

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The battle for the Templar Cloak is over, and the birth of the new Templar Silver, the news, spreads almost at a terrible rate throughout the Holy Land, and even in the near future, will spread throughout the human kingdom of the Allied gods.

This will be good news to galvanize the human kingdom of the Allied gods.

The ritual of inheritance will take place tomorrow at sunrise and at dawn - a time that is meant to mean that dawn will come and darkness will break.

At the end of the battle for the Holy Clothes, there were also a few joys… The seed players who had been cultivated in the Holy Land had to leave in darkness.

They need more time to train and wait for the next battle for the Holy Clothes - perhaps soon, after all, this is a time of war between the gods, and bronze and silver may soon have a new fall… even gold, in this great battle between heaven and earth, there is always the possibility of a fall, isn't there?

Sanctuary, in a pavilion - this is where challengers from all over stay for a while.

By then, there were few challengers in the pavilion - most of them, after the war in the sacred coat, had left quickly and returned to their respective battlefields.

The war in the human kingdom is still tight today, otherwise they would probably remain until the end of the succession ceremony.

Sister Suya, is also in her room at this time, packing her own luggage... her right arm has been broken, at this time she can only wrap it in gauze, hang it around her neck, pack her bags, it is quite inconvenient.

“May I come in? ”

A male voice suddenly came... Soya frowned, she didn't remember much of the voice, she just felt strange.

“Don't worry, I'll be out of here in no time.” After thinking about it, Sister Suya responded.

Her identity, in fact, has been revealed on the [Ice Plains]. The silver... even gold, has probably figured out her origins. At this time, she came to see her, probably saving some thoughts on how to calculate after autumn?

“I'm coming in. ”

Without her consent, the visitor pushed directly into the door… Surprisingly, Suya came looking for her, not as a law enforcement team in the Holy Land, but as a gold.

Scorpion Palace gold!

“You are…” Suya's face is full of shock at this moment, "Lord Romy? You came back for me? ”

“Your name is Soya, from Tianma camp on the front line... Yajak, who are you?” [Romy]... Prince Pudding suddenly asks.

Suya was silent for a moment and whispered, “He's my father. ”

Prince Prynne was still staring at Soya for a moment before he was cold: “Where's your mother... why do you have the blood of an underworld witch on you? ”

Soya suddenly shook up and put up a desperate position.

Prince Prynne shook his head at this moment, “You can't inherit the Heavenly Crane... who should have copied that suit you wore earlier? But imitation is, after all, a imitation, which is always worse than real sacred clothing. ”

“Are you laughing at my ignorance? Lord Gold of Scorpion Palace!” Suya looked sadly at the man in the golden light in front of her.

“No.” Prince Pudding shook his head: “I just came to ask if you were interested in becoming a gladiator. ”

“What?! ”

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Chaos… that is the place to be in chaos.

The shadow flashed.

Eleanor has now returned to her most familiar place… where she works, hidden in a chaotic shop, in front of [the owner].

At this point, [the owner] is sitting on the desk with a shop book in hand… Eleanor rarely sees this [owner] and looks at the account with such confidence - at least for the first time since she became the maid of the store.

“My lord, Nero became the winner of this Templar Cloak, and successfully wore the Templar Cloak, which...” Eleanor stopped.

“Don't you think it's absurd that a black soul messenger, going to inherit a silver coat in the district,” [The owner] closed the books in his hand, looked up and looked calmly at Eleanor.

“I just think that Nero's origins are too mysterious.” Eleanor shook her head and then asked softly, "Is she really from...? ”

[Store owner] No talking, close your eyes and lean back against the chair.

Eleanor dares not speak, the [owner] likes to be quiet... and absolutely quiet, she can only stand by silently and wait for [owner] to tell her.

It took a long time for [the owner] to suddenly whisper: “Here he is… my time. ”

“Master? ”

Eleanor suddenly startled and seemed to realize what [he] in [the owner's] mouth meant... and at this time, Eleanor was suddenly stiff and she still stood silently by her side.

It's just that her eyes, even her consciousness, have completely stopped.

Meanwhile, the other chair in front of [the owner] 's desk slowly moved away a person's position… Finally, a figure, slowly gathered on top of this chair.

But it's not a total cohesion, it's a fiction… but it can barely see the shape of the shadow.

“Hello, this should be my second meeting with you… my former manager. ”

Voice, echoing in this ancient study —— that's the voice of Roccius.

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PS: A little bit too late, so... (1982)