Leaving Carranti to Diana's care is the best way to do it right now.

From the short time I got along yesterday, I could feel that Kalanti was actually a bit like Zhang Fei from the Three Kingdoms. His attitude was naturally easy to talk about when dealing with capable equal or superiors, but when dealing with subordinates, he might be revealed.

Because they are princesses, they are inevitably arrogant in their personality. Although they perform well in the military formation and have a high military power, such a commander is not suitable to lead troops alone. They were able to become deputy commanders in the original world, first of all, talent, and secondly, related to their background. According to Kalanti's description, their paladins sound like a family business, and are bound by religion. As long as they do not violate the doctrine, they will naturally not be afraid of the paladins below.

The decision to send Diana to Karanti as an assistant was not wrong. Although she was always bullied and was unconscious when she was low in shame, she was definitely the best cadre in Demon City in terms of tenacity. After all, she was mixed with a group of cadres with distinct personalities, Diana, the person closest to normal thinking, has not gone crazy yet. It is simply a miracle.

Because of being restrained, he was openly lost. He was deceived by the flower elf and drank medicine, which caused him to swell and secrete breast milk before pregnancy. He was forced to be blocked for the airplane cup sales strategy of Demon City, and was forced to model it with a tentacle. It is said that he sold very well...

If it were a girl of the same age as Diana, she encountered such a plot. At this time, she would probably be looking for a rope to hang a southeast branch and basking in the sun. However, the centaur survived and did not even shake his faith. Although she had not advanced, this was because she did not lead her to find the future path and could not find the future. Now that Kalanti's arrival is just right, the two of them will stay together to get the needs of each other.

Because of the sequelae of Liberation and similar artifacts, Karanti will be unable to move for at least two days, and Diana is fully responsible for the personal care of these days. I think when Karanti recovers, the time spent together during this period is enough to make the two friends.

This is the Paladins' joint front battle!

Boring.

When I talked to Luvika about my combat plan, the other party just raised his head and stared at me for two seconds, then lowered his head indifferently, and continued to bet on the drawing diary in front of me with a focused expression.

Recently, Luweika finally no longer satisfies her identity as a reader and tries to become a creator herself. However, logically speaking, Seraph, who should be omnipotent, encountered an unimaginable bottleneck in it.

Someone once said that the paintings drawn by the mind of the mind can best reflect a person's inner world, and obviously, Luvika's inner world should not be something that ordinary people can see.

It is obvious that there is no problem in drawing some graffiti, but as long as it involves the field of paintings, Luvika will show her powerful spiritual destructive power. When she glanced at it from a distance, she ended up like the end of the world, and the howls of the people who were ignited by their bodies, or some unknown creatures, almost penetrated the paper and turned into substance.

The earth was dry and the rivers were flowing against the flow. There was no way to tell whether it was the sun or the moon, and there was a hole in the middle... Especially when the painting style was still Picasso's abstract art, I believe it even if it was a painting or a curse made by a demon.

The most nonsense is that the light attribute on this painting is so dense that it can instantly purify the other party by smashing the undead creatures on your hands. I don’t know how much money it can earn if it is sold to the church.

So Luvika, what are you painting? Just looking at the corner of your eyes is feeling that it has reduced the value of reason. In Cthulhu mythology, if a person directly witnesses those little-known and indescribable horrors, it will cause a sharp drop in San. I think this painting is probably almost entering the realm of this dangerous object, and you must know that this painting has not even been finished yet.

Can't you see it? Seeing me walking beside me, Luweika raised her head and showed an incomprehensible look, but finally explained it in her mind and nodded to explain: You still tend to understand things with the naked eye, so you have not seen the essence of the painting. Compared with you, Bettesi saw the essence of this painting at a glance and praised it. If the barriers that limit the rank of this plane are broken, she should be one of the very few people who can cross the legendary rank and achieve the throne.

You have such a high opinion of her?! I seemed quite surprised, and I almost planned to slap myself in the face to confirm whether I was dreaming. You should know that Luvika has never remembered people's names. Except for me and Fino, the chef in the Demon King City, she didn't take the rest seriously. As a result, because the flower elf could see what she was painting, Luvika gave Beatrix a praise that was enough to make Kalanti wipe her neck with a sword. It can only be said that God's thinking is really not something humans can understand.

Betrex is an indigenous person from another world. When I first joined the Demon King City, I saw it with the system. She didn't even have a hero mark on her body, and she was reluctant to touch the edge of the elite. From this, it can be seen that becoming a god is simply unreasonable, but at least I don't doubt Betrex can identify what Luvika's curse painting was painting. They were originally from an art background, and they were still playing with a bloody cursive style. They didn't start to enter politics until I was abducted by me. Even so, the collection in her exhibition room that seemed to be gushing with cold wind continued to increase.

Perhaps because I was in a good mood, Luvika didn't mind my distractions. She took the initiative to introduce her paintings in high spirits, but it was fine if she didn't listen, but the more she listened, the more she became speechless.

You mean, this is the fast food restaurant in Tim Leslitou? I was sucking with the corners of my mouth. No matter what, I couldn't connect the doomsday scene in front of me with the clean and bright fast food restaurant, so I reached out and pointed: What are the unlucky people holding forks in my hands and chasing the fire in front of me?

It was the clerk. Luvika frowned in dissatisfaction when she heard my description: The diner left the store, and it happened to be noon outside, and this was not the flame, but the hot sunshine.

I glanced at the sun with a big hole in the center of the painting. It was really hard to associate this thing with the hot weather. I guess the fire rains in the sky should be the embodiment of the sunlight.

I can't see such a guy who brags about himself, but considering Luvika's identity, if this painting is leaked, it will inevitably become an alternative miracle. I just don't know how people outside will explain this painting.

I looked up and down at Luvika who was buried in her head and painting, and shook her head. Maybe she was promoted as a doomsday apocalypse.

I guess I can't figure it out for my whole life. This is just the daily scenery of an ordinary fast food restaurant. I finally saw that the monster that looked twenty people tall from the scale, full of fangs and internal organs hanging out was actually the giant burger I mentioned to Luvika before. In the mind of Seraph, since it was a giant, it should be so big.

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Chapter completed!