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The perfect excuse

Ares, the God of War, returned directly to the Temple of the God of War, and the scholar, Poseidon, the God of the Sea, rearranged the believers.

As for the place that was supposed to attend the Gathering of the Gods, he found someone to take his place.

Although these believers are not strong enough, who dares to be dissatisfied with the elite of the main god at the grand gathering of the gods?

This has almost become the consensus of the Gathering of the Gods.

No one would be so blind as to provoke the believers of the twelve main gods.

Give the order immediately.

Everyone cheered and jumped.

Especially Han Wei, he was so happy that he almost hugged Ares, the God of War, and kissed him wildly.

"Lord God of War is mighty!"

"I must let others see what the methods of the God of War believers are this time."

"Don't worry, Lord God of War, as long as you let us fight freely, we will definitely outshine other believers."

Zhang Yichuan on the side just shook his head helplessly.

He stood up with a cane, but he no longer really saw it like before.

The scene in front of you is now clearly visible, and everyone's expressions and movements are visible.

Zhang Yichuan stood up and pulled Han Wei away from Ares, the God of War, and then saluted to Ares, the God of War.

"Lord God of War, since we have to participate in the test of the Gods' Gathering separately, according to the rules, we cannot join forces.

This way we have the possibility of being defeated one by one."

Ares, the god of war, immediately waved his hand.

"The rules this time are different from the past, so you don't have to worry too much. Since Lord Zeus is the first to set this rule, he won't say anything if we do some tricks within the rules."

After some appeasement and arranging everyone, Ares, the God of War, looked at Zhang Yichuan, who had not arranged anything yet.

He casually threw a storage ring to him.

"This time you will follow the believers of the Light Lord Temple into the star field and participate in the test."

"If you take this thing to repay Feng's favor, treat it as if I lent it to you."

Zhang Yichuan knew without even looking that the things inside must be of extraordinary value.

He hesitated, not knowing what to do.

Ares, the god of war, patted him on the shoulder.

"This thing may be valuable to you now, but I believe you are capable of fulfilling the important task of Baiqi."

"The newly appointed White Cavalry has lost his fighting spirit since the last battle with Black Mist in the Star Territory. Although I can support him until death, this is not a long-term solution."

"I know it is difficult for you to take on the heavy responsibility of Bai Qi, but I believe you can do it and Qi Qi can do it well.

If you are qualified for the job of a white knight within a hundred years, and reach the minimum strength requirements of a white knight within a thousand years, this thing can be regarded as the gift of knighthood I give you."

Zhang Yichuan clenched the storage ring in his hand and nodded affirmatively to Ares, the God of War.

"yes!"

After saying that, Zhang Yichuan was about to leave and go to communicate with everyone in the Light Lord Temple.

But when he was about to go out, Zhang Yichuan suddenly turned back and looked at Ares, the God of War.

"Lord God of War, you must pay more attention to those around you recently. Since those guys are prepared, they will not give up easily."

Ares, the god of war, grinned.

"I'm waiting for them, so just go ahead and go."

After everyone was settled, Ares, the God of War, lowered his eyebrows and pondered.

Tomorrow, if the "wind" arrives late, the Light Lord Temple will be disqualified from participating in the competition.

Zhang Yichuan's strength is already unparalleled among his peers, but in the entire temple, he is an insignificant member.

It's best to keep them out of this fight.

The Light Lord Temple should not participate in this test to avoid exposing its own strength.

I don't know what he thought of, but Ares, the God of War, suddenly smiled.

"What am I worried about? Maybe all this was predicted by Feng. In order to save me, he was seriously injured and could not participate in time. This excuse is as perfect as you want."

Just when Ares, the God of War, was thinking to himself, in the Temple of the Lord of Light.

Qin Yichen was still deeply asleep.

This battle was really tiring. Qin Yichen condensed countless illusions in one thought and imprisoned his opponent.

The moment the opponent breaks free from the illusion, he must deliver the next illusion to his opponent exactly.

The whole process is like a precision instrument with no room for error.

This is undoubtedly a test for Qin Yichen, who has just recovered his soul.

Although he managed to survive, Qin Yichen could still feel the absolute pressure inside.

After the battle, he was so exhausted that he was not even allowed to restore his energy through meditation.

It shows how tired he was at that time.

Sai Lao has been staying by Qin Yichen's bedside, carefully packing various things, and occasionally taking care of trivial matters in the Light Lord's Temple.

Time is in this cycle, passing by little by little.

The fat man visited several times during this period, and each time he brought medicine brewed by the witch doctor.

The night is getting darker.

There is no longer the hustle and bustle in the Light Lord Temple, and all the trivial matters of the day have been taken care of. However, after handling all the trivial matters, they don't know what to do next.

Looking at the dead silence of the Light Lord Temple and the light Lord statue slowly passing through the cave, countless people prayed silently for Qin Yichen's position.

All believers bowed their heads and chanted.

Pray that the Lord of Light can wake up safely.

The prayer that should have been kneeling down turned into a line of tens of thousands of people praying silently because of the rules of the Light Lord Temple.

People from all over the world chanted softly in the way given by the Lord.

As the sun set and the moon rose, Fatty paced anxiously back and forth outside the hall, glancing into the room from time to time.

"Is Lord Light awake?"

Sai Lao still shook his head. The longer Qin Yichen slept, the more worried they became.

Matt stayed outside Qin Yichen's house late at night. The cold wind couldn't blow his metal body, but he still felt numbness in his spine.

Sai Lao came to the outside of the temple with his hands on his back and spoke loudly to the believers.

"It has not been long since the Lord of Light obtained the divine status, and he has not yet adapted in all aspects. Yesterday, he fought against someone who could defeat Ares, the God of War. There must be some price to pay."

"But you don't have to worry. I have diagnosed the Lord of Light's pulse nearly a thousand times, and there is absolutely no problem."

"Everyone, please go back and rest early. When the Lord of Light sees this, it's time to curse again."

Having said this, Sai Lao kept shaking his head and sighing.

Zhao Wuling looked up at Sai Lao, not knowing the deep meaning of his words. Matt turned to stare at Sai Lao, waiting for him to answer his questions.

The fat man quickly stepped forward.

"Why is this?"

They are not afraid that the Lord of Light will not wake up, they are only afraid that the Lord of Light will blame them, and that they will fail to live up to the expectations of the Lord of Light.

Sai Lao shook his head.

"This matter is easy to say. Do you still remember what the teachings of the Lord of Light are?"

"If you have light in your heart, you can become light."

"We need to light up our own light, not the dim light that follows the Lord of Light."
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