A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 132 Play hard to get
Faced with Nuwa's request, Xu Lie naturally did not mind agreeing.

It's not that I'm indebted to those who feed me, nor is it because I'm greedy for the sponsorship of those three hundred temples.

They want people, not people.

Xu Lie's clone knew that the main body's biggest concern was the nine primordial substances in the main body's mind, which were constantly in conflict with the universe.

Xu Lie has recruited and trained many people for this purpose, but the gathering still cannot gather enough people. Even if his main body can accommodate the Source Castle in the future and he also takes charge of another Source Essence, it will still not be enough. He will need to invite at least one more person.

Isn't Nuwa, who is right in front of us, surprisingly suitable?

With high bloodline, top-notch talent, and strong will, after parasitizing two stewards and a maid, she also learned from their memories that this Nuwa Master had devoted her spirit to refining the Dragon-Slaying Platform, a treasure inherited by the Zhou family.

After two days and two nights of fierce battle with the next generation of living beings from Duanlongtai, a contest of wills, they finally succeeded in subduing Duanlongtai.

Unlike Angers, he has no connection with Lu Mingze.

The more I think about it, the more suitable it seems.

"Do you have paper and pen?" Xu Lie's clone thought to himself. His main body needed to give him a long vacation. How many of his other clones could compare to him?

Although clones possess all the thoughts and memories of the original body, as a number of clones are created, some differences in personality will inevitably emerge.

Some clones only think about having fun and never think about inviting people, unlike this clone who is still thinking about sharing the burdens of the main body.

Nuwa's eyes lit up, faintly glowing golden. Without even asking her maid to fetch it, she eagerly swam over and retrieved the paper and pen.

Xu Lie wrote down the honored name with practiced ease and handed it over, while lowering his voice to instruct, "Read it in Chinese."

Nuwa glanced at it, memorized the three-part title, and went behind the screen alone to recite it in a low voice.

In the next instant, a deep red bloomed.

"What is this?" By the time Nuwa came to her senses, she was already above the gray mist, facing the gray mist figure located deep within the huge palace, at the end of the bronze table.

I was only told three sentences before I was pulled into this foggy place. What kind of trickery is this?

Even the Nibelungen of the Dragon King wasn't this exaggerated, was it?

To confirm its authenticity, Nuwa quickly tested it using various methods. It was neither an illusion created by the Word Spirit Mandala, nor a dream of the Word Spirit Dream Eater, nor a false image created by the Word Spirit Hypnosis.

It's true! It's all true!

Almost everyone who enters the gray fog for the first time has similar thoughts.

Even Nuwa, who had weathered many storms, was no exception.

At most, she could calm down faster than the other members, but Nuwa truly realized the truth of the world, the old history hidden behind the history of the dragon race!

Nuwa quickly recalled the Nibelungen knowledge recorded in her family's secret history, and discovered that the Nibelungen could not do it at all!
Unless this Nibelungen has already enveloped the entire world!
Only in this way can one enter by reciting the name of the Venerable One, anywhere, at any time.

But that's impossible. Even Nidhogg, the progenitor of all dragons, couldn't have created Nibelungen, which covers the entire world. What difference would that make from creating a new world?
The Black King is just the Black King; he is not the Creator.

How should we explain the gray fog in front of us?

The only explanation is that Xu Lie wasn't lying; the world before the Black King truly had ancient gods!

This is a miracle!
A miracle far surpassing that of Nidhogg the Black King!
"Welcome." Xu Lie's clone had already prayed in his heart and given instructions to Bao Lie, so Bao Lie maintained his composure: "I am the high priest of the Old Church. You may call me, Fool."

The old church was such a miraculous existence.

The goddess Nuwa, who was adept at thinking about interests, immediately realized that cooperating well with the Old Church was the greatest benefit!

Before Nuwa could propose further cooperation, the Fool, played by Bao Lie, spoke first: "I already know your purpose."

"Having witnessed it, you are permitted to return."

The connection was severed, and Nuwa vanished into the gray mist. Only then did Bao Lie cheerfully reconnect with his clone: ​​'Done. I did a great job; I definitely piqued her interest.'

"Just like you said, things that are too easily obtained are not cherished. By playing hard to get for a while, she will definitely use the Zhou family's resources to help, and the church's influence will expand more smoothly."

Nuwa was indeed caught in the trap. In a daze, she found herself back in the Tang Palace and frantically searched her body.

The fact that the alchemical tools on his body were neither damaged nor lost, nor activated, was enough to prove that it was not an illusion.

"I've struck gold!" Nuwa's eyes grew brighter and brighter, radiating a dazzling golden light. She stepped out from behind the screen and approached Xu Lie again, only to see him playing with a bead.

The Mirage Dragon Pearl.

When Nuwa called out the name of the Lord, the parasitized maid had already returned. The Mirage Dragon Pearl was on the surface a gray pearl the size of an infant's palm, which looked inconspicuous, but when you got close, it could make the spirit of the hybrids feel dizzy.

Seeing that Nuwa had returned, Xu Lie's clone still wanted to keep people in suspense, so he got up to say goodbye: "I really like the gift. Thank you for your hospitality, Nuwa. Old Tang and I will take our leave now."

"?" She's leaving already? Nuwa's still-burning golden eyes glared fiercely at Xu Lie. This "Huang Tao" bishop must know that she met Mr. Fool.

Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Is it because you don't want her to get more information about the church?

"Have we been unhospitable? Have we offended our two distinguished guests?" Nuwa hurriedly tried to persuade them to stay, wanting more information and even hoping to facilitate deeper cooperation.

The ability to transform the world and drag people into the gray fog world at any time and place left an indelible impression on Nuwa.

Therefore, at this moment, Nuwa appeared very proactive and enthusiastic, to the point that the surrounding maids were not used to it.

Xu Lie was determined to leave; this was exactly the effect he wanted. How could he fish if he didn't leave in time?

At most, after Nuwa's enthusiastic attempts to persuade them to stay, they finally exchanged contact information before Nuwa arranged for two stewards to see Xu Lie and Lao Tang off.

Only after witnessing the two leave did Nuwa breathe a sigh of relief, slumping back in her chair and abandoning all decorum, quickly pondering the matter of the Old Church and the Fool.

Ten minutes later, he asked a maid for a handheld game console and played it while thinking, "Phew, these youngsters really know how to cause trouble. How did they manage to provoke such a powerful figure?"

The methods of the old church were so powerful that even Nuwa would be terrified.

Zhou Minyan, who had stayed there the whole time, lowered his head in remorse: "I'm very sorry to have troubled the family."

Nuwa glanced at Zhou Minyan, then quickly looked back at the game console. At the same time, she remembered Old Tang's inexplicable fondness for the Zhou family and decided to teach this junior a lesson: "Zhou Min... what was it again?"

Are you wondering why I gave them gifts?

"Huh?" Zhou Minyan's expression turned even more bitter. So Nuwa didn't even remember his name? Besides, he only wanted to apologize, he didn't want to know. Nuwa must have had her reasons for doing that, there was no need to be curious.

“Then I’ll teach you.” Nuwa stared intently at the game console, her instruction already underway: “On the surface, I chose to give this gift because of information about the Old Days Cult, but that’s not the case.”

"Because I was able to detect their strength upon our first meeting, and it was no less than mine, it is beneficial to build good relationships with such powerful individuals and create positive connections. This is the first reason why I gave them a gift of the next generation level."

“We know nothing about the Old Days Cult, this mysterious force that suddenly appeared. Huang Tao is interested in the Mirage Dragon Pearl, but not that eager. Mr. Tang even kept yawning while looking at it, which shows that the Old Days Cult’s foundation is unfathomable. At least they definitely have no shortage of dragon blood materials. Judging from the Old Days Cult’s overall resources, this is the second reason why I gave them this gift.”

"Of course, we now know that this is a rather ancient power, so judging the amount of their resources is no longer of much use."

"Huang Tao claims to be a bishop, so the Old Church must have other bishops, or even those above the bishop level. This mysterious force that suddenly appeared is too powerful. If we befriend Huang Tao, even if you younger generation cause trouble, or if those muddle-headed old men provoke other bishops of the Old Church in the future, this relationship can provide a buffer. This is the third reason why I gave him the gift."

"So, got it?"

"Minyan has remembered everything. Thank you for your guidance, Nuwa."

"Hmm, you may leave." After dismissing Zhou Minyan and playing games for a while, Nuwa finally dismissed all the maids.

Wandering aimlessly through the Tang Palace, he grew increasingly agitated. How could he possibly achieve a deeper collaboration with the old church? And thus… obtain what the old ones had left behind!

She didn't know about this ancient relic that surpassed the dragon race and was far greater than the Black King, but once she found out, she desperately wanted it!

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