Marvel's Movie Destruction

Chapter 648 God’s Pursuit (2/4)

“The spirit of the wind, the shadow of death, the soul of a saint…”

Looking at the mess of materials in his hands that I don’t know what it was, Li Qingyuan was directly in a downtime!

Who can tell him what these things are?

Originally, he thought that the materials he got should be nine-day profound iron, Pangu fine gold and the like, but when the old gods began to take out the stock at the bottom of the box, he realized that he was thinking too much about definitely.

You said that the horns of the unicorn and the minions of the devil dragon can understand, but what is the soul of the saint and the shadow of death?

“Magician, do you need anything else?” Annecy stared at him excitedly, jumping around happily.

The body of Annecy is actually a huge amounts of spider. Just now because someone defeated the Queen of Sheba, he won dozens of believers. For Annecy now, Magician is his closest relative.

So seeing Magician frowning slightly, Annecy immediately volunteered and ran over, ready to give him something.

“I need a melting pot now, preferably one with divine nature!” Li Qingyuan thought for a moment, and directly reached out and received all these materials in the portable space and said.

A joke, don’t care if he can use these materials, anyway, as long as he puts it in his own pocket, can he still take it out?

Besides, the reason why I don’t understand the forging method of these materials now is that my casting skills have not yet mastered home, as long as I get two more levels, I will know how to use these things when I think about it.

“How about Vulcan’s furnace? His furnace should be fine?” Mamaji asked Odin directly after hearing him say this.

Vulcan is the god of fire. In addition to making gunpowder, it is also one of his powers to make artifacts.

Everyone knows that Vulcan is doing pretty well now. Not only did he open the nation’s largest firearms factory in Texas, he also became the mayor of the town by the way, and he was considered a leader among the old gods.

It’s just that no one thought about it, because unlike the Queen of Sheba, the Vulcan has never been lost. When human technology changed from spear armor to gunpowder cannon, Vulcan was already the earliest beneficiary!

Therefore, Vulcan is the least likely to betray when the gods think about it.

“No, Vulcan’s melting pot is his own. Although Vulcan is dead now, he has just passed away, and the imprint of divine power is still there. No one else can use it in a short time!” Odin quickly persuaded him.

You must know that Vulcan killed him. If all such gods are allowed to go to Vulcan’s grave to investigate, someone will be able to discover the true cause of Vulcan’s death.

After all, the powers of the gods are varied, and each guy has his own unique stunts, even Odin dare not pack up and say that he can do it seamlessly.

“Then go to my side, I remember that there should be a melting pot that my old friend used thousands of years ago, and it should still be usable!” Black God put away his hammer and said to Li Qingyuan.

Just like there are countless versions of Jesus Christ, the God of Fire and the God of Forge are actually divided into many!

Except for Vulcan, who has become the righteous god of popular belief because of the large number of believers, the other losers are directly obliterated in the long river of history.

However, even though they failed, they still left a trace of history, such as the Galaxy Melting Pot left by the friend of the Black God.

Seeing the black gods say this, the gods have no opinion. Although the strength of the black gods is slightly inadequate compared with Mamaji and Odin, they can also be regarded as masters who can sit firmly in the front row of combat power, plus there are The three sisters of the Star God live with him, and he is responsible for protecting the magician’s safety. Everyone is absolutely assured.

Definitely, the so-called protection of magician safety is just a courtesy. What you really want to protect is actually the baby you just took out!

Those materials are precious treasures even to the gods. Everyone is not familiar with the magician, so they hand over the life of Taiban to him. What if the other party runs away with the money?

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“You live here?”

Looking at the dilapidated apartment building in front of him, Li Qingyuan only felt his head full of black lines.

“My salary can’t afford a better house. Besides, you are a god, so what do you focus on external enjoyment?”

Hei Shen said with a homemade cigarette dangling from his mouth.

“Even if you are a god, you should pay attention to your own quality of life, OK! Do you like to be in this kind of place?” Someone looked at the road with the sewage flowing dumbly, and couldn’t understand this guy’s brain circuit.

It is true that for God, everything in the world does not have much meaning, but letting oneself live better is not the most basic pursuit of being a human being.

“You are too young. You must know that we are all old people who have gone through thousands of years. We have experienced all the glory and wealth in the world, so we don’t care about those vulgar things at all!” Hei Shen patted her On the shoulders, said earnestly.

“Huh? Then my bottle of Rossopolo vodka, it seems you can throw it away, anyway, you don’t care about the so-called material enjoyment!” Seeing the old-fashioned look of Black God, someone directly took out a wine bottle and said He threw it twice in his hand and threw it directly to the ground!

“No!” Seeing that the bottle of vodka was about to fall to the ground, the Black God immediately pounced on the food with a vicious dog and swished the bottle into his arms.

“How many years has it been! How many years has it been!”

Black God held the bottle of wine tightly, and he almost burst into tears of excitement.

He is the god of faith of the ancient Slavs. Everyone knows the beliefs of Maozi. Except for the shirtless man, he is drinking, so the black god is also addicted to alcohol.

It stands to reason that a god like him should have a magical instrument that can pour out fine wine infinitely. Unfortunately, because of the collapse of the belief system, he is now very reluctant to maintain his own existence. There is no extra divine power change. Wine out?

In fact, with the salary of the Black God in the slaughterhouse, it is entirely possible to change to a better community. After all, butchers are never a low-paying job!

It’s just that he took the extra money to buy wine. If it weren’t for the three Star God sisters living with him, maybe this old guy was going to live in the slaughterhouse directly, so that he could save his salary and buy wine.

“Who said that gods shouldn’t care about these vulgar things?” Li Qingyuan looked at the covetous appearance of the black god, and asked with a smile.

“Nonsense! Who said that? Stand up and see if I don’t hammer him to death! If you are a god, if you can’t even drink a sip of wine, what is the point of what this god does?” The black god stuffed the bottle without hesitation. His own pocket, and then condemned it righteously.

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