Chapter 3657 Wu Geer: I Don’t Need to Have a Meal?

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Faced with the cynicism of Demon God Balog, Spider simply remained silent and waited until the other party was almost exhausted before speaking again.

"Since you said so, how about making a slight change to the original plan and leaving the other party completely to you to deal with?"

"No, this requires your cooperation!" Demon God Balog snorted heavily from his nostrils again.

"Nutou, he's just a human, huh?"

Facing the Spider Demon God's counterattack, Demon God Balog choked in his heart, almost suffocating to death, but couldn't say anything.

"Okay, we are not here to quarrel or fight. Let's stick to the original plan, with just a few changes. I won't be entangled with the other party for too long. Everything depends on you."

"Okay." Demon God Balog smiled instead: "This is the best, spider, don't blame me for not reminding you. When the time comes, I will kill that damn human. I will see if the ten sins will favor you or me. .”

"As long as you are happy." Spider responded flatly, and then the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.

On the other side...

Putting away the flame phoenix posture and the molten hell, I scratched my head and looked at the direction in which the Spider Demon God and the Balog Demon God were escaping, with a speechless expression on my face.

He turned to look at Wugel who was flying over.

"Are we still pursuing?"

"No need, let's take a break today. I believe the other side understands that rushing to attack is useless. What follows will be a difficult and protracted battle."

"A protracted war? I like it, but I'm worried that Spider will use his rest time to sneak away to find the Holy See Mountain."

"If it really does this, we have nothing to do. We can stop it for a while, but we can't stop it forever. We can only pray that Alice will be smarter and be discovered as late as possible."

"That's right..." I murmured and looked into the distance. Is the little ghost smart? He's more than clever, he's just like a clever little ghost, but no matter how clever he is, he can't compare to a thousand-year-old monster like the Spider Demon God.

Hey, I seem to have forgotten some settings? Isn't she the little ghost...

Hiss~~~

A chill ran through my body from nowhere, causing me to stop thinking quickly, otherwise I would be in trouble when I went back.

Having said that, isn't telepathy from thousands of miles away a bit too exaggerated? Am I being too paranoid? Could it be that the little ghost is the legendary bean rice dumpling master?

In the end, just as Wugel had guessed, the Spider Demon God and the Barlog Demon God did not immediately launch a sneak attack. They were willing to delay the time. Naturally, I was even happier. I even lighted a fire and set up a fire without any care. Pot, ready to cook a delicious meal.

There's no way, there isn't much left in Vilas's lunch, so I'll use my skills to deal with the boss Ugel first.

"Speaking of the little ghost..." I paused, feeling that this might be a good time.

"That's Alice, Lord Wugel. You should have known her identity for a long time, right."

"Well, I've known it for a long time." Wugel sat cross-legged, folded his wings, and stared at the pot without blinking. He didn't expect that he would answer so simply, and he didn't expect that the boss would be a deep-seated person. Being a hidden foodie, I was shocked for several seconds and almost failed to pick up the topic.

"So...how does Heaven view Alice's existence?"

"What do you think?" Wu Geer finally looked away from the steaming pot and looked at me in surprise.

"Well, after all, Alice's identity is quite special." I was a little vague, saying that I was afraid that you would covet the little ghost. It seemed a bit too straightforward. Boss Wugel, you are so versatile and you should understand me. I mean.

"You are overthinking this." The boss seemed to understand what I meant and couldn't help laughing.

"The relationship between the first-generation saint and our heaven...how to describe it? According to you humans, it should be a relationship of worship."

"So close?" This is something new. I only know that the relationship between the first-generation saint and heaven is good. Otherwise, the organization founded by the first-generation saint and the Holy See that was finally formed would not respect angels so much.

But what you said about the relationship is a bit surprising to me.

"Don't forget what kind of power the saint has." Seeing my fuss, Ugel reminded me.

Isn't it the upgraded version of the priest, the divine power?

As the answer popped into my mind, I also understood what Ugel meant.

Divine power originates from angels, so the sacred power mastered by the first-generation saints must also be related to angels. Behind the growth of the first-generation saints, the shadow of heaven is absolutely indispensable.

King Arthur, who once ruled the entire continent and was the most powerful man in the continent, had good relations with the dragon clan. Even his mount was the Red Dragon Queen (now me). Following him, he was known as the strongest man in the continent after King Arthur. , the first-generation saint who ushered in the glorious era of mankind, has the shadow of the giant Heaven behind her. In addition, the demons are causing trouble in the Dark Continent. The two major creation races have penetrated the continent more deeply than I imagined. deep.

I don't know why I feel a little unhappy, but if I think about it carefully, there is nothing I can do about it. If you fall behind, you will be beaten. This is an eternal principle. When the Dark Continent has the power to compete with the Creation Race, can it completely get rid of its shadow.

I guess I can never get rid of it, after all, the racial advantages are too obvious.

"So, I'm worried about this. The first-generation saint has such a good relationship with your heaven, but the little ghost..."

"Alice's matter." Ugel seemed hesitant to speak, and finally sighed deeply.

"If you want to blame, we can only blame our paradise."

Before I could say anything, he looked into the distance: "Ten thousand years ago, I was just an ordinary warrior. At that time, I was confused, lost, and regretful. Why did we, as the embodiment of justice, sit back and watch when hell invaded? reason?"

"To this day, I still can't figure out why Chief Tyrell kept silent and why he delayed giving that order, but..."

Wu Geer looked directly at him firmly: "However, I obey the decision of Leader Tyrell, and I obey the order. Even if I go back to ten thousand years ago, even if I am still confused, lost, and sad, I will still make the decision. Same decision, Elder Wu Fan, I hope you can understand."

"So, I sympathize with Alice's experience, but I don't blame myself."

"I understand..." I silently stirred up a handful of scarlet coals. I know, I understand. Heaven has no obligation to do anything for the mainland. The little ghost's resentment comes from her love for her parents, her faith in angels, and me. My beloved parents and relatives are so devout and believe in you without reservation, but you have watched us suffer thousands of years of torture, constantly praying and begging, and all you get in exchange is silence. Indifference is like this. The so-called hatred is as deep as the love. This is the truth.

However, this view seems to be correct at first glance, but in fact it is untenable. For example, if I am a devout Buddhist and I just went up the mountain to burn incense and worship the Buddha, then I turn around and break my leg when I go back down the mountain, do I have to go back? Did the hammer smash the Buddha's head?

Of course, if it was the Buddha who caused you to break your leg, there is nothing wrong with doing so. But except for a few people, no one knows this, and no one knows that although it was the Buddha who caused you to break your leg, it is the Buddha who caused you to break your leg. The one who broke your leg was your ancestor who committed a great death. The father's debt was repaid by the son, and he was a complete loser.

I threw the poker in my hand and sighed deeply. After thinking about it, I didn't know who to direct this resentment at. Emotionally speaking, I had to seek justice for the little ghost, but The problem is... Even if I plan to be unreasonable, act emotionally, ignore the overall situation, and angrily crown a beauty, I don't have the ability. I can't beat Master Wu with nine fingers.

"Are you worried that we covet Alice's identity and power, or that Alice's resentment towards us will make us do something detrimental to her?" Ugel asked me.

"To be honest, after I went to heaven and saw your strength, this thought became very weak." I smiled bitterly and shook my head.

In the past, I did think so, but now, you want to tell me that heaven is afraid of the revenge of the little ghost, or covets her saintly power. Let me tell you, you are such a humorous person. Why not join the ig team? , reaching the pinnacle of life?

Not to mention the current little ghost, even if the first-generation saint returns, her strength may not be much higher than that of the fifth master. Above the fifth master, there is the Holy Paradise, and Michael, a real boss, is in charge. He will be afraid of a mere saint. female?

Of course, the power of the saint is not terrible. Perhaps what heaven is worried about is the identity of the little ghost as a saint. It will definitely respond to a hundred responses and re-establish a new Holy See in minutes. Especially in this dark age, when people are panicked, who doesn't want to Does your soul have some sustenance?

But the question comes again. The Holy See believes in heaven. If the little ghost wants to rebuild the Holy See, she cannot avoid heaven. If she rebels against heaven, fights her faith, and is abandoned by heaven, how many people will respond to her? Recognize her status as a saint?

This is unknown.

Therefore, Heaven can keep this in its pocket. Of course, it does not rule out that Heaven is as stable as an old dog. Even a little change will be strangled in the cradle. In other words, it is said that it does not want to see the little ghost using the identity of the saint to gain influence in the alliance. It is possible to stir up trouble and still want to harm her.

I have thought about all aspects, so I asked Mr. Ugel directly, hoping to get the exact answer from him.

"However, I am really worried about the little ghost. I love her very much. Even if there is a slight possibility, I want to rule it out."

This time, Wu Geer was silent. After a long time, he slowly spoke.

"I...can't guarantee it. Who can say clearly about the changes in the future? Even the leader of Tyrell has times when he can't help himself, but..."

He raised his head and his eyes were bright: "But, at least while you are still suffering from the invasion of hell, I can guarantee that we will never touch Alice's hair."

"What if I can't help myself?"

"If that's the case, I will lose my faith and I will be on your side."

Damn it, Mr. Wu Geer, I'm just talking, don't use such an overly serious tone, just say you're degenerate, Lord Wu will really snap his fingers at me!

"The pot is boiling." When I was feeling extremely messy, Wu Geer's eyes narrowed and fell on the pot, reminding me in a more serious tone.

"It's time to eat."

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