People in the sandbox are good at hugging thighs

Chapter 312 We usually don’t laugh unless we can’t help it

The Seven Seven Seven Outer Sect is affiliated with the Crusades and is one of the outer sects controlled by the Crusades.

The religious atmosphere here is strong. It would be more appropriate to call it a huge church rather than an outer gate.

It is one of the main bases for the Christians to interfere with the lower classes and spread their faith, and it is also a holy city among the lower class Christians.

Therefore, the outer gate of the Seven Seven Seven Seven is also called: the Holy City.

Of course, the Holy City generally does not accept guests, and does not allow other beings to spy on this place.

But these are only the case under normal circumstances.

Is this the general situation now? Obviously it cannot be the general situation.

"This is strange. Where's the Holy City's barrier? And where are those angels? Isn't it said that there's a four-digit archangel stationed in the Holy City all year round?"

"And this holy city has been destroyed like this, and the Christians don't care about it?"

"Hey, who is this guy? How dare he stand openly on the ruins of the holy city?"

Divine thoughts were communicating in the void. They were the gods in heaven, observing curiously.

At this moment, an angry male voice cursed in the void.

"Fuck, isn't this the kid from the Queen's family? How did he get to the Holy City?"

"The Queen's kid? Is he the lucky guy who picked up the Last King's Spirit?"

A surprised female voice sounded.

"Uh···"

Indra suddenly stopped talking, obviously not wanting to answer.

He was the chief of the Heavenly Army who was responsible for the normal operation of the God Slayer War, but he did not even notice that there was such a big mistake in the God Slayer War.

Let the last king wake up early and even attack the holy city.

My goodness, can he handle such a heavy responsibility?

This is a huge scapegoat.

At this time, a hearty female voice laughed.

"Haha, great job! You're worthy of being a knight of the Queen's family. I've been fed up with this fake Holy City for a long time."

"monkey···"

Indra, whose real body was still on the way, suddenly had a toothache.

Didn't this damn monkey forget to cause trouble for the Heavenly Army even at this moment? Hadn't she already caused her two brothers to reincarnate? Even Jialing had joined the Heavenly Army.

Wait...didn't Su Nian say before that he had information about summoning the Last King in advance?
Damn!! I should have bought that information earlier!

But why is Arthur still standing here now, without seeing the figure of Messiah?

Indra fell silent, and at this moment his brain froze for a moment.

Could it be that... Messiah has failed?
Thinking of this, Indra couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth into a smile. If it was true, please forgive him for not being able to hold back his laughter.

"It seems like a lot of people are curious about what happened."

Su Nian, wearing Arthur's vest, looked around, and his smiling eyes aroused the curiosity of countless people in the dark.

They were really curious about what exactly happened in this holy city, the base camp of the lower echelons of Christianity.

"So, Messiah, or rather, Your Majesty the Holy Son, are you still afraid to face reality?"

Su Nian smiled and looked up at the empty space where Messiah's body lay.

Death in the God Slayer War does not mean true death, and even after death, there will be resurrection.

But what was lost in the God-killer War was truly lost.

Under the power of the Central and Godkiller Treaty, the Messiah was resurrected long ago.

However, the current Messiah is not a savior with the Messianic spirit, but just an ordinary four-digit incarnation of the Son of God.

"So, can someone tell me what's going on? I feel like I'm being tickled by a monkey."

In the void, a female monkey scratched her head. She was really curious about what had happened.

The Messiah ignored the words of these gods and Buddhas, and his figure slowly appeared.

He looked at Su Nian deeply.

"My things are not so easy to take."

"Well, let me clarify."

Su Nian grinned and said mockingly.

"I didn't take it. He came to me on his own."

Messiah's face suddenly turned green, he also wanted to know what was going on.

Why did the Messiah Spirit that split from himself run into Arthur's body?

Of course, Su Nian would not tell him that the box garden center provided a little help in this.

Of course, more importantly, this was his own choice. He became a godslayer as the Messiah, aiming directly at the last king.

The Last King is essentially the ultimate savior formed by a mixture of various saviors and savior myths.

The Messiah is also part of it.

This also led to the fact that in the judgment of the Godkiller Treaty, in a sense, the Messiah could also be regarded as a Godkiller who usurped part of the fate of the Last King.

This is also the reason why Krishna and others did not allow Kalki to participate in the God Slayer War. They did not want to see Kalki suddenly become a part of the Last King.

As for the Son of God, this was all his own voluntary choice, placing the Messiah's spirit on the gambling table.

Originally, this was a scam, but some idiots actually gambled away half their fortune...

It's come to this, and you still don't use a knife? Even if Su Nian doesn't say it, the core of the box garden will be unable to resist taking action.

Half of the double-digit spiritual power is also a good thing for the box center.

"So, what exactly is this thing? Is there anyone kind enough to explain it to me?"

"Exactly, absolutely. I am quite curious as well."

"plus one."

In the void, countless divine thoughts communicated with each other, with no intention of hiding anything from Su Nian and Messiah at all.

After all, the law does not punish the masses. With so many people coming to join in the fun, it is not easy to offend them all at once, even if there are double digits of them.

"I have information here, but I don't know if you are willing to bid."

A crisp sound with a hint of laughter was heard, and Bai Yasha also ran over to join in the fun.

Thanks to Su Nian, Bai Yasha obtained a lot of information. She was the only one besides Su Nian who knew the whole story.

In an instant, Messiah's expression darkened.

He no longer cared about Arthur. Now Bai Yasha was the one who really needed attention.

If she really leaked the information, where would he put his face? Although he'd already lost almost everything.

"By the way, Your Majesty the Holy Son should have no objection, right?"

Su Nian couldn't help but speak out. He has always been very proficient in kicking someone when he is down.

Of course, the person speaking here was not Arthur, but Su Nian, who spoke as a temporary fictional self.

The purpose is to clear himself of suspicion and make a sacred separation with Arthur's identity.

"No."

Messiah said through gritted teeth.

According to the unspoken rules of the Sandbox intelligence exchange, once the information has been sold and confirmed to be invalid, it can be traded again, unless it is bought out completely.

Just like the information about the early summoning of the Last King, the validity of this information is only in the early stage of the God Slayer War, before the Last King is summoned.

Once used, the intelligence becomes invalid.

If Qianyan uses the information after it becomes invalid to make a profit again, it is Qianyan's business and has nothing to do with the buyer.

Unless you completely buy out this information.

"Since the Holy Son is so willing to give me face, then I will speak frankly."

Bai Yasha waved her hand and said, "What intelligence fee? We are all good friends, why should we ask for intelligence fee?"

She could just go back to Qianyan and show her appreciation. She believed that everyone could afford this little money.

"We once sold the Holy Son information about summoning the Last King in advance."

The air was silent for a few seconds at this moment, and then there was a void like an exploding pot.

A stream of divine thoughts communicated back and forth in the void.

After the information revealed by Shiroyasha, the current situation is very clear.

The Son of God summoned the Last King in advance through some means, intending to kill the Last King in the early stages and usurp his fate.

For some unknown reason, the Son of God had an accident.

Yes, a two-digit figure sent out an incarnation to bully the new four-digit figure, but ended up losing.

"Hahahaha, sorry, we just couldn't help it."

"I've learned a lot, really a lot."

"Pfft, it really turned over."

Finally, the late Indra arrived at the scene and listened to the communication of divine thoughts in the void.

Even though he had expected it, he still couldn't hold back.

Indra patted Messiah's shoulder sympathetically.

"A moment of silence. Don't worry, as your good brother, I usually won't laugh at you."

"And you have to believe that we have received professional training and generally don't laugh."

Just as Indra said, he really held his expression tight and didn't laugh out loud.

"So, brother, can you tell me how you lost to him?"

Emperor Shitian hooked Messiah's shoulder and said with a wink, his eyes occasionally drifting towards Su Nian.

He was also very curious about how Su Nian, who exuded the aura of a newbie, defeated the Messiah who was created by the Son of God himself.

It can only be said that he is the leader of the younger generation, but he is still a long way from the old masters like them.

Messiah's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He broke free from Indra's arms and didn't seem to want to pay any attention to Indra at all.

Emperor Shitian shook his head helplessly, turned to look at Su Nian, and skillfully prepared to seduce Su Nian again.

Then Su Nian slapped it away.

"So, does the little one from the Queen's family know what happened?"

Indra asked curiously. He was really curious about how the Son of God lost.

And what does this have to do with the rabbit god Chang'er Dingguang Buddha?
After all, it is about how he can get out of this situation perfectly and get rid of the blame for the discount.

Su Nian tilted his head, was silent for a long time, brewed his emotions, and spoke in an unbelievable tone.

"Messiah committed suicide. I don't know what happened, but he suddenly used his power and died together with my Avalon."

"what?"

Indra was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at Messiah in disbelief, scratching his head.

Why not? He racked his brains but couldn't figure out why Messiah would commit suicide out of the blue.

But looking at the Son of God's expression, this seemed to be true and did not seem like a lie.

This Holy Son doesn't look like he's crazy.

"What does this have to do with the Long-Eared Buddha of Stillness and Light?"

"Perhaps, he was tricked to death by the Long-Eared Dingguang Buddha? Do you know Tongtian Sect Master? Your good brother's situation is similar to his."

With the help of the authority of the earth, Marta knew what happened through the earth and said while covering her mouth.

"Cough cough!"

This time, Indra could no longer hold back.

In other words, who can hold it together?

How unlucky does this person have to be to enjoy the same treatment as Tong Tongtian Sect Master?

If Messiah had chosen to commit suicide a little later, he would have known that the Holy Grail he had given had arrived, and he would not have chosen to die with Avalon.

If it had been earlier, just a few seconds earlier, before the Holy Grail fell to the ground, it would not have failed in its resurrection and been stuck.

The resurrection power he carefully prepared for himself was not so bad.

But just when he was about to commit suicide, the Long-Eared Dingguang Buddha dropped the Holy Grail, and the holy water accumulated in the Holy Grail poured out.

"Sorry, we've been professionally trained and don't usually laugh."

Indra held his stomach and his body twitched with laughter.

"Unless you really can't help it."

"I really didn't expect that you would fail so dramatically."

Indra laughed wildly and patted the Son of God's back hard, as if this could help him control his laughter.

In the void, the gods who came to join in the fun couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

If the victim was not the two-digit incarnation of the Son of God, they would just think it was a drama.

But who could have guessed that reality is often much more magical than drama.

(End of this chapter)