"Okay, the next topic."

William thrust his mouth, Mr. Pope, you are so proud of your words!

"In the dark world, I joined forces with all major forces to launch an invasion of the dark world some time ago. Now there are 76 outposts that have completely gained a foothold and become a nail in the dark world. We can not only obtain great resources and benefits from it, but also absorb a lot of continental luck!" When Pope Light said this, the faces of the saints changed more or less.

Obviously.

They also felt that the fortune of the Gods Continent was improving overall, which helped their cultivation and even brought them one step closer.

Then the Pope of Light spoke again: "As saints, you should understand that the resources of the Gods Continent are eternal, and their luck will not become more or less. We want to make the Gods Continent more luck, want more professionals to become saints, and even more saints enter the super holy realm!"

At this moment, he chuckled: "That is the only way to reduce the enemy's luck."

"Who has the most luck?"

"Saint, the Dark Lord, the God."

"Whenever such beings fall, their own luck will feed back to the entire continent. If their bodies are not refined into equipment, they will gradually dissipate over the endless years, returning countless magic power to the world, thus forming a new resource vein."

“These are all ways to increase luck.”

"But even if the history of the mythological era is erased, you should understand more or less that in that era, the dark world and the continent of Gods often went to war?"

Some saints nodded thoughtfully.

"That's because whoever wins will gain great luck and bring them greater benefits."

"Of course, the luck brought by more than seventy outposts is actually not much, especially the battle for luck in the mainland. There will be no change in a short period of time. This is a protracted war. If the gods have not arrived, I even want to take the initiative to attack and slaughter hundreds of dark monarchs, so that you can occupy the dark world!"

"but."

"It's too late now!" Pope Light took a deep breath, and this time he pointed at the top of his head: "The time for the gods to come is too close. If I dare to do that, there will inevitably be a Lord God coming to stop me, and even lead to the gods coming to earth in advance."

"Pope of Light is the first super holy in several epochs. Are you still afraid of the stop of a few main gods?" The god angel Migalo chuckled.

"Am I your father?" Pope Light turned around and said.

"You...you say it again?" The god angel Migalo stood up gritting his teeth.

"Since I am not your father, why am I spoiling you? It's your turn to speak when I speak?" Pope Light approached step by step, and an invisible aura forced the angel Migalo to sit in his seat again, but the others didn't feel anything.

This meticulous control and this incredible powerful force all make people breathe in.

The rune mage's eyes were filled with countless runes at this time, but they still couldn't see through what the Pope of Light was.

He originally thought that when he saw the Pope of Light attack, even if he had to work harder, he could analyze something at least.

But Pope's methods were like the power of rules at a higher level, leaving him without any means of taking advantage of the situation.

"Sure enough, the gap between the Super Saint and the Saint is too big, and it is not at the same level of strength at all." The Rune Master sighed, and could only laugh at Migala's unluckyness.

This guy is just like himself, just trying to test.

But Pope Light really didn't give face at all, and directly attacked and exploded on the spot. Migalo was so angry that he almost soared into the sky and left the venue directly...

But at this time.

The young Pope no longer paid attention to his 'son' and said again: "It's not that I can't stop one or two powerful masters of the Lord God, but that I dare to massacre the Dark Monarch, and they dare to massacre you. If you are not afraid of death, we can also try it, anyway, I can't die..."

"Well, then forget it. What do you mean to strive for greater luck?"

"There seems to be some kind of balance between the reincarnated gods and the gods against the gods. They have certain interests and will not really kill themselves without being forced to the extreme."

"Only by letting them fight, we can get the opportunity to rise and survive." As the Pope of Light waved, light curtains appeared.

These are all portraits of the reincarnated gods.

And William twitched his mouth.

mmp.

The whole family in Shuguang City is on it.

This situation naturally attracted the attention of many people.

The Pope of Light said again: "If the gods stand on our side, they will inevitably bring us a lot of luck.

As for the future war, it is not the race war you imagined.

It is a war between the Holy Way and the Shinto!"

"The Lord of the Era will also be a person, not a race."

"Although racial luck has a lot to do with personal luck, the first thing you should consider is how to survive."

"Tele the reincarnations of gods and let them give up their plans to enslave the creatures in the world again..."

"If only us, how can we defeat the gods?"

"Did you forget the original name of this continent?"

"The Continent of Gods."

"They are the first creatures born on this continent!"

"They are the masters of this continent!"

“Whether it was, or now.”

"It's just that we went from ants to stronger step by step while they fell asleep!"

"But it cannot be denied that the gods are still the masters of this world, because their strong men, their talents, and their strength are far stronger than us!"
Chapter completed!