Arad's unruly savior

Flesh is bitter and weak, machinery soars!

Grandpa Luke once sighed regretfully in the starry sky of Aguranda. If he was at the peak of his energy and blood, swallowing the world, the Lord of Light and Darkness, he might not be able to fight heartily with the first apostle Kahn.

At that time, Ye Lin teased that there is a sub-dimension, your old man's mechanical power is indeed invincible in the sky and the world, piercing through the three worlds, surpassing the apostles, the majesty of the king of light and darkness, no one dares to disobey.

"I have no relationship with the old man here, and in the mechanical dimension with a very different civilization, Becky, Princess Kabari, and the bunny girl Rousselot may not exist."

Yelin Fue was helpless, he drifted to the wrong place at the branch of time, and did not fall into the familiar main dimension or mirror dimension, and the dragon dimension should have passed by.

He also keenly noticed that the members of the organization surrounded by weapons had more or less mechanized parts of their bodies, one arm, one eye, and even the spine keel.

"Thank you for your care before, uh..." Ye Lin's mind flashed the fragments of the chainsaw in the room and the broken laser knife.

It was obvious that this organization was helpless with his divine body, so it was so helpless.

"It's a fate, let's leave it alone." Ye Lin bowed his hands politely, he had no intention of chatting with the old man, as his consciousness awakened, so did the power of authority.

Pushing open the tempered glass window, the humid air mixed with the cool drizzle blows in an instant. He is on the upper floor of a building, and when he overlooks it, a large area of ​​neon is flashing. The impetuous colors symbolize the style of the city, busy, Anxious, the disparity between rich and poor.

Some people are feasting and drinking in high-rise buildings, singing and dancing, and well-dressed, while some are barely getting by on the ground, starving and living in a dirty environment.

This is Ghent, or the place that should have been Ghent, the capital of gods.

"One or two days at most, I can almost mobilize the power to return to my dimension." Ye Lin whispered, before leaving, he glanced at the organization member who was about to pull the trigger, and said calmly: "Don't be impulsive."

Watching his figure disappear into the night's rain, a member couldn't help asking the leader, "Just let him go?"

If this body had been auctioned off, the price would have been worth at least a building in the central city. In other words, they had suffered serious losses and their hearts were bleeding.

"Sometimes there is no disaster befalling, just earning money." One of the eyes of the man called the leader is a mechanical eye, flashing the data flow of combat power analysis, and said: "My combat power analysis program has exploded. Not his opponent."

Yelin is far away from the highly developed mechanized city, looking back at the neon lights, he doesn't like the atmosphere there, crowded, busy, it seems that every minute and every second must be carefully planned, numbness is written on everyone's face superior.

"Excessive urbanization should be accompanied by private ownership of the territory outside the city, or huge waste of pollution." Ye Lin shook his head. He didn't like the old man's mechanical dimension and another parallel dimension "Forbidden by Heaven".

"Niyali! Where are you? Take me back." Yelin shouted towards the open wilderness, where mechanical garbage can often be seen.

The squinting eyes and the lady in the black dress ignored his call, but Naiyali, the invincible beautiful girl who loves him and knows everything, must be able to hear him.

In fact, Yelin can also call the name of Puxia or Venus. The strong in the gods can hear his voice, and there is a special causal relationship with each other. They will soon descend with the glory of the sun and take themselves back .

No one answered three names in a row, Ye Lin shrugged, forget it, it won't take much time for him to recover.

His soul power was just used up, not broken.

天国
Squinting and smiling, she locked Naiyali in her arms, and covered the beautiful girl's lips with her white jade hand, and said, "Don't go, let him shout."

The big and small goddesses are beautiful and splendid, and Naiyali can't see the appearance of an evil god. She has a pretty face and two braids are very girly next door. No matter how she looks at it, she wants to kiss her.

Squinting her eyes, she fiddled with the bead pendant on her corner, and said with a smile, "This is the bubble, right? Why are you guys getting weirder than each other?"

Naiyali ignored her behavior of changing the topic, opened her palms, and asked: "My husband has walked through the flames of civilization all the way, and his heart is still on the ground. I don't need my lord to swallow his negativity. How can there be anything else?" insufficient?"

This little girl is not shy at all.

The lady in the black dress who was fishing in heaven nodded slowly, and said calmly: "His foundation is indeed extremely solid, but he may have to face some small problems, that is, whether to choose to become us."

Naiyali pointed at her smooth and pretty chin, half understanding, "Build up faith, right?"

God is not born of faith, but some lives need to entrust their souls and beliefs to God. The main dimension, the mirror dimension, especially in the chaotic dimension, there are actually quite a lot of people who worship sugarcane.

Now that the black and white sisters have officially recognized sugar cane as the same level, the existence of the same status, a problem also arises.

Should Sugar Cane continue to develop an organization similar to the Priest Order and the Ushir Order? In other words, believers can dedicate something to him in exchange for power that conforms to his will.

"Aha? Him? Founding a sect?" Kunilai the Ice Snow Rabbit snorted, and used three strong questioning tones in a row.

Leaving aside this fellow's disregarding and hands-off shopkeeper character, the Wuxuan organization established with enthusiasm for a while is basically spoken by Rousselot.

Instead of letting believers dedicate their pious beliefs and souls to him, it is better to choose young and beautiful women to sacrifice to him every once in a while.

If it is gone, the beautiful woman is probably fine.

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Yelin sits alone under a large green lotus leaf, the drizzle beats in an unhurried rhythm, away from the bustling but impetuous Ghent, it has its own unique artistic conception.

The distance is full of feasting and feasting, but right now it is leisurely and carefree, the contrast is obvious.

He took some medicines that are helpful for recovery, and his state is improving rapidly. The state of his depleted soul is like rain after a long drought, allowing the empty sea to regenerate the tide of the soul.

Meditation adjusted for most of the night, and as his own realm was recovering rapidly, Ye Lin suddenly realized that there were many dense and colorful thin threads spreading from the void to implicate him.

They are invisible to the naked eye, nor are they certain energies, but a pious call, a pure faith.

"It should come from the main dimension, the mirror dimension, and the chaotic dimension. They are all places I have been to." Ye Lin quickly understood what these thin lines were, similar to causal lines, but only unilaterally faced him Faith, do not expect anything in return.

It's just that some people are grateful for his righteous deeds and miss his name, which will not interfere with his normal life.

In other words, it's okay for him to ignore the lines at all.

But if he is moved, he can also send his blessings along these lines. A little gift from the gods is an inexhaustible blessing for ordinary people.

Of course, if he has a weird personality and is extremely absurd, he can also deliberately cause every believer to fall into a state of rational collapse and distorted will, shouting that my god is the truth.

Yelin waved his hand to disperse the line of faith, just block it when he doesn't want to hear it, his mouth grows on others, he will not erase the memory of all those who are grateful to him.

Puxia told him that there was no way to do it, even if the evil gods behaved badly, they would have the same evil believers who were in the same spirit.

Unless the memory is erased, she hangs high above the world like her, is divine and extraordinary, and replaces it with the name "Beyana" condensed with the ancient divine light, very few ordinary people in the universe know the real name of the goddess of elements.

"Should I also find an envoy to help me deal with these lines of belief." Yelin did not pay much attention to this aspect before.

There are several archangels under Squint's command to help share the work pressure. The lady in the black dress has a cold personality, and there are not many people who believe in death. She also has the right-hand assistant catwoman Basteto to help.

It doesn't matter if you don't deal with the line of belief, but...it's cool, isn't it, you are already the god of the gods, so what's the matter with recruiting a few beautiful secretaries of the gods.

When Ye Lin was sitting under the lotus leaf and thinking wildly, someone suddenly interrupted his thoughts, "Excuse me, are you a scavenger? Do you have any parts of this model?"

Yelin learned from other people's memories that scavengers are not just a job of picking up rubbish, but a position similar to wandering merchants. They wander around the edge of the city or ruins, looking for something that may be useful to exchange for others. The supplies are more or less related to the organizational forces in the city, and they are also working as bounty hunters by the way.

And because of Ghent's high degree of mechanization, certain mechanical parts or human body parts are relatively popular commodities.

Ye Lin came back to his senses, and slowly raised his head to look at the inquiring woman, raising his eyebrows slightly from bottom to top.

The slender and straight beautiful legs are covered with long white silk, the short skirt is cool and quite hot, and the slender waist like a willow makes her look tall and beautiful, with long hair fluttering, delicate and white jade arms, and a tube top with bulging chest The curvature is perfect, and the face is also very delicate.

Compared with the colorful and familiar mechanical city on the other side, the woman's appearance and temperament style are very refreshing and eye-catching, which is a rare and beautiful scenery.

Yelin glanced at the broken part of her fingertips, which belonged to a hand part commonly used by remodelers, shook his head and said, "There are no parts, and I'm not a scavenger. You go 500 meters to the east, and the abandoned pipes , with a corpse identical to the parts."