The whole place was silent for a moment, and the eyes of hundreds of millions of people fell on Lingwa.

Lingwa turned to the east, slowly knelt down, and recited a prayer, asking God to protect the spirit clan.

The ten maids also knelt down, closed their eyes and prayed.

At this moment, Lu Chen was in trouble. Everyone around him was kneeling. Should he kneel down?

He scorned the idea of ​​kneeling in heaven to pray. Prayer is useful, so why practice?

When you encounter an enemy, kneel down and pray, and thunder will come down from the sky, knocking the enemy to pieces, right?

Anyway, he never believed in this stuff and didn't want to kneel down.

But, among the twelve people on the top floor of the memorial ceremony, he was the only one who didn't kneel. Isn't it too ugly?

Under the altar, there are hundreds of millions of eyes staring at him, and they can stare him to death.

Lu Chen quietly turned his head and glanced down, only to find that it was not what he thought, but that he didn't even have any eyes on him.

Because all the hundreds of millions of people down there knelt down, just like the ten maids, they closed their eyes and prayed, and no one opened their eyes to look up.

ha!

Lu Chen Yile, then I don’t want to embarrass myself, so I don’t have to kneel down.

After that, there was a person standing on the top of the altar, and no one saw him.

Lu Chen couldn't understand Lingwa's prayer, and he didn't bother to listen. Anyway, he was idle, so he simply entered the sea of ​​​​memory to find suitable combat skills.
Chapter completed!