Huang Laoxie failed to reach the New World successfully. On the way to the New World, the world's repulsive power towards him was gradually increasing. No matter what principle the initial establishment of this world was based on, it obviously did not support a true god walking directly in it.

The main reason why Huang Laoxie has not been completely excluded from this world is that he has not fully accepted the gift of the identity of the God of War Campas, his power has not yet returned to his previous strength, and his mental state has not yet been transformed from a mortal to a god.

But this process is obviously irreversible. Huang Laoxie could feel his power being enhanced almost every moment. The authority that once belonged to the gods was returning little by little, and the messy prayers were gradually being straightened out.

Huang Laoxie felt as if he was schizophrenia. A consciousness based on him but more efficient and rational was gradually taking shape in his mind. He inherited all his thinking and responded to those praying believers one by one.

When Huang Laoxie concentrates on listening to those prayers, he will completely take over that consciousness, but whether he or He responds to the prayers of believers, he applies Huang Shiren's own thinking pattern.

They also disliked those who tried to get something for nothing. In addition to their anger, the strong slap of nearby priests was also given to them.

In fact, Huang Laoxie has gradually fallen in love with this ability. For example, in the past few minutes, he has discovered more than ten prayers that he does not like quite. Most of these people are new believers. Although they are talking nonsense about the greatness of the God of War, their hearts are dark.

Huang Laoxie directly issued an oracle to the nearby god of war priests and slapped them with a big mouth.

For these pastors who rarely get direct oracles from the God of War, such honor makes them so excited that they swing their big slap with pious expressions, and the teeth of the new believers who pretend to pray are flying all over the sky.

No one suspects that these priests who believe in the God of War are not strong enough. They just look like a green man with impure colors. For believers of the God of War, muscle is virtue, and strength is a sign of piety.

"Boss Campas is so energetic these days. I'm so good at me. I have to pay attention to my own prayer in the future." The prayer full of Pastor Richard's personal characteristics still echoed in Huang Laoxie's ears with a loud voice far beyond others: "Otherwise, look at what you are missing from it, I'll burn it for you tomorrow, so don't be polite to me."

For the first time, Huang Laoxie felt that he had met an opponent in saying slutty. If the reckless man hadn't really had a temper with him, he really wanted to give up a few oracles that he had to slap himself and have fun.

"Young new god, you can't continue to move forward." Suddenly, a somewhat sharp female voice appeared, instantly dispelling all the prayers.

Huang Laoxie stopped in the air and looked around from side to side. His intuition told him that this was another god talking to him, which was a kind of spiritual communication, but his physiological habits still made him habitually observe left and right with his eyes.

The female voice seemed quite understanding, and a golden humanoid phantom appeared in front of Huang Laoxie. She was a young and beautiful slender woman with gorgeous long bright golden hair and her eyes were like two melting golden balls.

She wore a robe covered with various gems and precious metal sequins, a cloak made of gold coins, a belt made of gold, and a pair of golden boots covered with large pearls.

The whole person exuded a luxurious and bright look from the inside out, so that Huang Laoxie had to avoid his eyes.

"Wojin?" Huang Laoxie asked uncertainly. The memory left by Campas told him that this was the most commonly used image of Wojin, the goddess of wealth. However, ignoring or even despising a god is still a bit different from seeing a god with his own eyes.

"Yes, it seems Campas has taught you a lot of things." Goddess Wojin raised her fingers and covered her mouth and smiled.

"We agree first. I will never apologize for burning your temple and robbing your gold coins." Huang Laoxie took out his semi-automatic musket and started loading: "If you want to get the place back now, you can accompany you at any time."

The musket was quickly plated with a layer of blood-red light in Huang Laoxie's hands. A large number of simple and sharp lines were wrapped around the barrel, making it look quite fierce, but until the musket began to burn spontaneously, Huang Laoxie didn't notice this.

"Creating trouble for you?" Goddess Wojin laughed again: "How is it possible? I won't cause trouble for you because of those trivial matters in the mortal world, God of War."

"When you were still a mortal, that was one thing, and now, that was another thing." Ms. Wojin waved her hand, as if all the conflicts that had happened before were like the past. "The only reason I came to you is that I am a god. No one can teach you some unspoken rules among gods except me."

"Unfashioned rule?" A wicked smile appeared on Huang Laoxie's face: "Is it that unfashioned rule I understand or some code between you? Do I need to take off my pants first?"

"You are still as vulgar as ever." Ms. Wojin put away her smile and looked at Huang Laoxie coldly: "The Lord of the Dawn is assimilating towards the rules itself. He has no time and energy to deal with your problems. The other gods even maintain their own existence. Only I will take care of you in the past relationship and don't exhaust my patience."

Huang Laoxie put away his hippie smile and made a look of calming eyes: "Then please, this noble lady, please say something."

"First of all, you can't enter the New World. We have reached an agreement with the Witch King. If you enter the New World, you may be immediately pushed out of this world." Ms. Wojin said: "Secondly, you should cherish your time in this world instead of wasting it arbitrarily. This is a rare opportunity for any god."

"Finally, after thinking more, the world and time will be restarted, but the gods will always be spared." Ms. Wojin said seriously to Huang Laoxie: "If I were you, I should pave the way for the next reincarnation now."

"I don't plan to do it again in a shitty cycle." Huang Laoxie muttered in his heart and asked, "So do you have anything to give me?"
Chapter completed!