Chapter 217(1/2)
If you add another clone, you can be said to be in a good mood.
I was thinking about the fact that there were all things in another world to be done. I just showed a miracle. As long as I didn’t face the threat from the lion empire, I would not have the trouble of myself as a god in the short term.
For this reason, Fang Lei thought about it and prepared some local specialties and embarked on the road to returning home.
It is too easy to return home to the person who is tired. He will return to the real world with just one step.
In the real world, Fang Lei appeared in the forest, and this was also the last time he left.
As soon as he returned to the real world, Fang Lei felt that his strong faith was gathering towards him. Although it was not as rich as the other world, it was enough to shock Fang Lei.
This is the first time he has gained such a strong faith in the real world.
"Has the French court made any moves? Interesting..."
Fang Lei narrowed his eyes and looked towards the fashion capital, with a smile that was unspeakable on his face.
This time, Fang Lei stayed in the other world for a full month and a half because of many things. The time it took to convert into the real world was four days!
In four days, his beliefs suddenly became so strong that it was said that it was not the French court that it was a way to help the fire, so Fang Lei was not allowed to carry a letter.
In the deep mountains and forests, the secret technique of Qi and blood and divine power were operated by Fang Lei at the same time. Fang Lei's appearance changed rapidly. After only ten minutes, Fang Lei turned into the handsome and tall Andrei.
Saint Andre, the great dragon-slayer of France!
The magic armor created by Kyle covered Fang Lei's body, making him look like a perfect warrior who came out of the myth.
Fang Lei's armor can definitely withstand any test. Any expert's glance at it is enough to be sure that this thing is a product of civilization.
The mysterious patterns on the surface represent art and culture.
Those energy circuits forged by energy crystals represent the magically modified industrial electronic civilization.
This kind of thing is enough for any expert to confirm Andre's origin. After all, things like civilization and culture cannot be faked. These things require generations of wisdom precipitation.
Wearing a black and gold armor, Fang Lei mobilized the sacred power of the Star Horse, and flew towards the fashion capital under the cover of holy light.
Four days are really not worth mentioning for the trauma suffered by the Fashion Capital.
Although the fire and smoke have been extinguished, the city is still immersed in a sad atmosphere, and the Notre Dame, which has supported the illusion of generations of French people, has been destroyed.
"Although Notre Dame is destroyed, fortunately we still have Mr. St. Andre, whose existence allows the home of the Bell Tower monster to be preserved."
"Although it's crazy, I still want to say that Mr. St. Andre's existence... is really extraordinary!"
"Handsome and strong, and possess the power that is only found in myths."
In the complex atmosphere, the most mentioned name is St. Andre!
The capital of fashion slaughtered dragons, saved the world with the posture and power that were only found in myths, and then kept the wounded away from the god of death like Jesus Christ...
Everything was made public by France's TV stations, and the whole of France learned that there was such a Saint Andre.
At the intersection outside Notre Dame, it was once the place where St. Andre killed the dragon, and a large number of people spontaneously gathered.
Everyone held flowers in their hands, mourning the innocent dead with a pious look, and was also talking in a low voice.
"It's here that St. Andre inserted the Dragon Slaying Sword deeply into the dragon's body."
"The dragon's blood flowed on the ground, and the entire intersection turned into a blood-red cross, which was exactly the same as the rumored scene of St. George slaying the dragon..."
"It was also here after that, St. Andre healed a large number of injured people in a holy light."
"It's a pity that the court is still doing the final statistics."
"But I believe it won't take long before the court will announce the whole story."
"By the way, have you noticed that books about mysticism have been selling very popular recently?"
The content of the people's low-pitched conversation was something about St. Andre.
Andrei's power and sacredness left a deep impression on witnesses. For more people, the stories of bravery and dragons are undoubtedly the oldest imagination of myths in their hearts.
At this moment, the crowd suddenly began to stir.
"Look, what is that in the sky?"
"It seems like a ray of light?...it is a holy light!"
"Is it Saint Andre? He appears again? Still in our France?"
I saw a holy light coming from the sky. At first, people could only see the soft light, but not long after, people could see a man wearing black armor flying out of thin air in the soft light!
Holy light and armor, just these two things, made people subconsciously think of the legendary dragon slayer Saint Andre!
The photos taken, the phone calls made, and the news that Saint Andre was flying in the fashion capital caused a sensation in France!
Countless radio newspapers also received such news at the first time. Among the largest newspapers in France, the president shouted almost roaring:
"The best reporter and editor of the newspaper! Everyone! Fight for the opportunity to interview Mr. Andre at all costs!"
"No matter who it is, as long as you get such an opportunity, you can be promoted to editor-in-chief on the same day!"
In fact, no one needs to say that those who are engaged in the journalism industry know what this extraordinary existence means, and they also clearly know what it means to be able to interview such a person.
That means becoming famous in one fell swoop, and it also means being famous throughout the ages!
After all, this is likely to be an unprecedented interview with extraordinary existence!
All the news industry practitioners were in full swing. They were like hyenas, using information channels that they usually wouldn't want to use, crazily inquire about Andre's news.
Not only these people, but also those nobles who have intuitive contact with extraordinary power and have even experienced the benefits of holy light!
The whole of France focused on the holy light flying in the sky.
Under such gaze, the holy light flew straight towards the Esherey Palace, the center of France's power!
Just like a shark smelling blood, the entire French family, chaebols, and reporters... all rushed towards the Aeserey Palace, and some even felt tired earlier because of distance.
There was already a lot of water in front of the Aiseri Palace.
Andrei fell from the sky under the cover of the holy light, causing a burst of exclamation. The reporter subconsciously squeezed forward, but was stopped outside by the constable who was waiting for the battle.
Andre looked up and looked at the path that was deliberately left to the Esherey Palace, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
To do a full set of plays, in Fang Lei's script, Andre is a warrior who believes in the Holy Light, so he still needs to have the attitude he should have.
Faced with the excited crowd, Andre did a common but different religious action in the West, and then smiled at them:
"May the Holy Light protect you."
After saying that, Andre walked towards the interior of the Aesey Palace in his armor.
"Oh my God! He just smiled at me, so handsome!"
"Has the Dragon Slayer Armor been completely repaired? This is an incredible method!"
"I took a picture! I took the perfect picture!"
The crowd exclaimed, and it was extremely noisy.
But soon these noisy sounds were blocked by the heavy gate of the Aesey Palace.
On the corridor, I don’t know if it was a brand new red carpet prepared in advance. Andrei, wearing armor, stood on the red carpet, with the purpose of the French nobles whom he still had an impression on him.
"Mr. Andre, don't be fine, it seems that your complexion is much better."
Among the nobles, an old man walked towards Andre in impeccable manner.
Andre also smiled on his face. Looking at the old nobleman who was so tough that he was so tough that he smiled:
"Mr. Caroling is also in good looks. It seems that you will not be troubled by illness in the short term."
Speaking of his body, the smile on the face of the patriarch of the Carolin family became even brighter.
Praise the Holy Light! Let him live for a few more years!
After a simple etiquette, under the fiery eyes of a group of nobles and officials, Andre walked towards the Esherey Palace surrounded by a group of people.
In the conference hall that had been arranged long ago, Andre saw the President with a smile on his face as soon as he came in.
"Mr. Andre, you're back."
The President welcomed him warmly, as if to make the atmosphere more natural. He walked and said, "Mr. Andre, your dragon has recovered, but the people are not aware of it."
Speaking of the dragon, Andre obviously showed an expectant look on his face. He smiled and then said:
"Oh? My dragon has recovered? That's great, it happens that I need its power."
When the French senior officials who were sitting in the middle of the seat heard this, they looked at each other and found that there seemed to be a sense of exploration in each other's eyes.
After a moment of looking at each other, the patriarch Carolin laughed:
"Oh? What happened to our Monsieur St. Andre? Do you need the help of France? If necessary, just raise it."
Andrey looked embarrassed: "Isn't this good?"
The patriarch Carolin waved his hand indifferently. The French nobles led by him wanted this dragon slayer to need their strength.
Because friendship is established like this, and it has been like this since ancient times.
Andre was still confused, but seeing that they all said so, he said tentatively:
"I will go to China in a while, and I may have conflicts with the extraordinary people in the East. In order to ensure that everything is foolproof, otherwise you will drive the aircraft carrier over?"
To be continued...