Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen.

However, after these elite monster-level angels descended along the beam of light, the first to greet them was a purple-haired woman holding a Gaia creation stone dagger, and a ghost king god holding a pair of long and short knives.

Tasia doesn't talk too much, and is very satisfied with this group of god-level enemies: "Discuss among yourself, who is going to be kept alive, and then report to him, and squeeze yourself into the divinity of Eden."

The cherub folded his hands to protect his chest, and the huge six-winged wings stretched out from the closed state, igniting pale flames, and through the expressionless mask, only the pair of sullen gray eyes could be seen.

"Arrogance, you are guilty!"

Tasia and Chi Angel quickly turned into an anxious battle. It was rare for Fenmu to see that Tasia did not suppress the enemy immediately, but was at a comparable level of strength.

But looking at Tasia's gradually distorted smile, she seemed to enjoy this more resistant enemy.

Fenmu did not show weakness, and after urging the ghost king to start saving lives, he also took the knife and picked the weakest angel as an opponent, crushing with equipment, and pouring a bucket of energy potion on the opposite side from time to time, crushing it very justly Overwhelm the opponent.

......

Celestial Angel was trapped in Fenmu's private dream, and she couldn't know the outside situation, the only thing she could know was that "the magic circle of the star was activated and responded to".

"This call for help is the highest-level signal, and the surviving holy angels will definitely respond. With their joint efforts to attack, the man who is only a demigod is nothing to be afraid of."

But it shouldn't be, Ser Angel clearly felt that at least five holy angels responded to the call for help, and their attack must have the will to win, it is impossible to lose, and they still won with the momentum of thunder.

But...it's been so long, why is there still no movement.

It is impossible for a mere demigod to withstand the combined attack of the holy angels!

Suddenly, there was a strong wave of dream ripples. Angel Ser thought that his companions came to rescue, but it turned out that one holy angel after another was thrown in with shackles.

Without exception, the holy angels are all in a state of broken armor, unconsciousness, and scars. Under the broken silver armor, there is a snow-white skin that is different from that of Ser Angel.

Ser Angel's already gray face became even paler, and emotions such as shock, astonishment, and bewilderment surfaced on her expression.

Fenmu walked in quite proudly, holding the chain in his hand, and the other end of the chain was connected to the neck of the holy angel: "All of them were captured alive, not bad, this time it should be able to produce Eden's divinity efficiently. But this skin color Why is it different from Angel Ser, it can't be a fake, right?"

Chapter 64 The Land of the Gospel

For these Eden beings whose existence forms are already close to energy, anything can be fake, but only the divinity of Eden cannot be deceived.

For this reason, Fenmu showed great kindness and customized a complete set of automatic animal husbandry for these angels...equipment to charge Eden's divinity.

One end of the device is connected to the hearts and minds of the hypocritical angels, restraining the two anger peaks of the angels, and the sucked-out Eden divinity gathers together.

Now, the angels' hands and feet are controlled by steel shackles, and they are imprisoned on special torture racks in a kneeling posture with their waists bent and buttocks raised. The indescribable position of the angels is branded with shameful slave patterns.

Fenmu couldn't bear to see their shabby clothes, so he changed them into a bikini-style cow outfit, which made them look more decent and beautiful.

I don't know if it was the voice of the holy angel, who said fiercely: "Beware of being backlashed by the malice and original sin in your soul!"

"You may not believe it, but I am a person who keeps my original intention in mind, and my heart is so clear that there are only two big characters-beautiful buttocks!" Fen Mu sat next to him and watched the continuous flow of Eden's divinity into the collection container, feeling refreshed, "Are you saying that I will be eaten back by my beautiful butt? That would be great."

"Master Holy Angel, it's my fault. I shouldn't have called you here." Angel Se was very annoyed. He wanted to rescue the soldiers, but he never thought of bringing in all his bosses and falling into such a shameful situation.

The leading Zhiangang shook her head, expressing that she was not to blame. The long golden hair of this holy angel lost its dazzling and bright look, and she was haggard and messy. She couldn't respond to the Spirit Palace Guard.

The angels in the holy angel sequence are immortal. As long as Eden exists, they can always be resurrected, but it is only a matter of time.

No matter how unbearable the situation is, self-destruction can solve everything.

But something strange happened now. The slave patterns branded on them prevented them from self-destructing, and now they really seemed to be crippled without any resistance, and they had to absorb the divinity of Eden.

The cherub thought about it, there is only one existence in this world who can display this level of slave pattern, that purple-haired god who drifted to this world so many years ago.

"You who don't interfere with the world, have you started doing this kind of thing?" Angel Quan's voice also sounded in Fenmu's private dream, her tone was more recognizable, majestic and domineering.

[Tell them to shut up, it's a bit noisy. 】

Master Anna's voice sounded, overwhelming the angels' chattering reproaches, as if they were forcibly muted.

Fenmu felt that he was very innocent. He had already done everything he could. He had already physically silenced the angels with a ball-shaped mouth strap, but their voices could still be heard.

"Uh, I've found something to plug their mouths, but they can still speak, what should I do?"

[Take a longer wooden stick, engrave this curse pattern on the end, and then block their mouths. 】

Banning is so complicated...

Fortunately, Fenmu has a strong hands-on ability now, so he doesn't need to chip wood as a carpenter anymore, he can just turn the iron ore into the shape he wants.

But this kind of game must have a reference object. When it comes to the experience of betting on girls' mouths, Fenmu still has a lot of experience, and immediately forged a few...lifelike iron rods for suppressing speech according to his own size.

After engraving the spell patterns, Fenmu gave each of the big angel sisters a mandatory silence package, and provided them with a mask in case they would spit it out.

"Finally quiet down."

Facing the eyes of the angels who were so ashamed and angry that they wanted to kill, Fen Mu sat beside him contentedly, enjoying the time and quietly drinking a sip of tea.

"Don't worry, there is still a lot of equipment in this set. If you can actively report your angel companions and donate a little precious divinity to restore the Ark, then your pain will be less. Everyone is for me, and I am for others." people."

To tell the truth, before waiting for Eden’s divinity to collect enough, Fenmu can give these holy angels a little attack from behind, so that these unruly and hypocritical angels can deeply taste the pure body fluids of pure-blooded humans!

But Fen Mu was worried that they would collapse, so he didn't dare to act rashly and act recklessly.

Even a bottle of simple energy potion is highly poisonous to them, let alone the body fluids of pure-blooded humans.

There are only a few angel cows that he can produce Eden's divinity now, and it will be troublesome if they are broken.

In addition, there is another little detail that Fenmu cannot accept - angels are really androgynous!

Ordinary angels are easy to say, but holy angels really belong to the category of perfect life, and have both the advantages of male and female, and do not need to complement each other's disadvantages.She...they are free to choose their gender.

Among the group of captives that Fenmu just bought, Quan Angel and Zhi Angel are typical perfect lives.

These two have plump figures with protruding fronts and backwards. Their skin is white and rosy. There is no excess fat or fluff on their bodies. The 1.9-meter-large bodies not only do not highlight their shortcomings, but magnify all of them. Body advantage.

Quan and Zhi Angel were imprisoned on the ground in a kneeling position, and the pear buttocks were also top grade.

But if they walked behind her and saw the wild beasts hidden under the holy angel's skirt, they might be confused about what to call them, not knowing whether to call them brother or sister.

Fortunately, when she saw the Ghost King God, her source of power had already been separated, otherwise it would be a real shock!

To sum up, Fenmu has a calm heart towards these angels.

"I have to find a way to improve this set of equipment in the future, so that if I meet restless goddesses in the future, I can invite them in as guests and ask them for some divinity."

......

"It turns out that the extreme level can be poured out by divinity, and it's a bit out of grade."

Fen Mu looked at the Ark of the Covenant in front of him. Two statues of divine angels faced each other, and two dark golden bars were attached to the long sides of the Ark of the Covenant... It looked like it was easy for black people to carry. The handle of the coffin.

Previously, Fen Mu cherished those fragments of peerless martial arts that he had obtained by accident, and kept them piece by piece in his private dreams, but this new peerless coffin was forged from his own hands, so he didn't have that kind of cherishing feeling.

He found a rope and tied it around the neck of the angel statue, and dragged the Ark of the Covenant to the place where the craftsmen were most obsessed.

"Let me see what the Gospel Land is."

The white light in front of him is like a vast ocean, boundless, making people despair.

A woman's figure appeared next to the Ark of the Covenant. Fen Mu was cautious at first, but soon relaxed.

This woman should be a phantom, a memory of existence and the past, only appearing in response to the appearance of the Ark of the Covenant.

The woman squatted down looking for something, finally took out something from a vague cabinet, stopped the white breasts in front of her, and opened a path.

Ahead, it seems to be the entrance to the land of Gospel, and the exit of this land of suffering.

......

The current situation is full of wind and snow.

The Territory of the North continued the severe cold in the past, and everything was moving forward in an orderly manner. It has been almost half a year since the last mysterious dream opened.

Furnace Town has become much more lively recently. Anyone can forget what happened half a year ago, but the dwarf craftsmen in Furnace Town can't!

As a race dedicated to the pursuit of the pinnacle of forging, the dwarves have always regarded craftsmanship as the highest pursuit in the clan, and even their own realm cultivation exists only to assist the refinement of forging skills.

At the beginning, Fenmu's ability to twist weapons with his hands gave every dwarf craftsman a huge shock. As soon as he returned to the dwarf territory, some insiders spread the legend of forging in the snowstorm to the family.

For this reason, the dwarves specially organized a wave of team building... family building, and sent a team of excellent craftsmen to investigate the situation on the spot.

Investigate the mineral materials used at that time, the place of forging, and infer from the clues left on the scene what kind of forging inheritance that person named Fen Mu has!

The investigation lasted for a month, and the dwarf investigation team came to a serious conclusion - nothing was found!

"Elder Hatton, should we go back? According to Master Edsalan, the craftsman named Fenmu has been in seclusion, and he won't be able to leave it for half a year."

The news of that mysterious dream will definitely not be revealed to the dwarves casually. Even if the dwarves are hired to apply for the job, Ed Shalan will make the craftsmen sign a death contract, and the whistleblower will be punished by God to die, so the dwarf Except for a few high-ranking people over there, very few people know the existence of this dream.

Ed Shalan's investigation of the dwarf envoys, of course, helped Fenmu find an excuse.

Although the old craftsman called the Elder is old and bearded, his muscles are still strong. The dwarf Hatton said:

"This trip will take several months. Wait, wait until that young craftsman comes out. I really want to see if he is as amazing as the rumors say!"

Suddenly, there was a mighty terrifying wave from the place where the Ice Emperor Realm sealed off the crack in the dream.

Hatton was startled and asked, "What's going on? Why does it feel like a dream is about to collide with the reality! Come and report to Lord Edsaran!"

This fluctuation only lasted for three breaths, and before the dwarf who was about to report the news took a few steps, a crackling sound resounded throughout the Northern Territory.

Oops, could it be that some other dream has already crashed into pieces? !

Hatton's thought had just arisen, and his mind's attention was quickly attracted by another familiar breath.

Dwarves pursue the pinnacle of forging all their lives. Even on their wedding night, they must follow the tradition of blacksmithing to determine who is superior and who is inferior (referring to future family status).

Hatton couldn't have mistaken this aura, her eyes were tearing apart, she was so shocked that she could hardly speak: "This aura is from a forged object... the quality is no longer something that can be described as legendary. A new extreme level?"

A group of dwarves rushed towards the wave center like crazy, and then saw a man coming out dragging a "coffin", followed by a group of noisy women.

Looking at the snowstorm in front of him, Fen Mu was dumbfounded, and scolded his mother: "It's really good, so this is the land of the Gospel!"

Chapter 65

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"I thought that the Lord of Eden would come out at the end, but I didn't even see a shadow. It's a pity, otherwise I will go to taste the divine nature of the God Lord."

Fen Mu took a sip of hot wine and tea, and reported to Ed Shalan what happened in Eden's dream.

It was originally agreed to report safety every day, but because of the blacksmithing and the subsequent long process of squeezing Eden's divinity, Fenmu put aside the matter of reporting safety.

Come here now to apologize and explain what happened in that dream by the way.

"It's peace of mind that you showed up early, but at the same time it caused a lot of trouble." Ed Shalan was tired, and somewhat blamed him for increasing his workload, but there was no tone of blame.

First of all, the biggest problem is the dream. The Eden dream collided with the Northern Territory. Although it is still stable, it is difficult to guarantee whether there will be any problems in the future.

The second is that the dwarf craftsman is crying and shouting to see Fenmu.

Fenmu knew these things, so he continued to drink tea to cover up his embarrassment.

The specialty of this Northern Territory is spirits, spirits keep the cold and warm the body, and have derived many by-products. In short, everything can be mixed with wine, milk for babies can be mixed with wine, hot tea can be mixed with wine, eat If a piece of bread can be used, just soak it before eating.

But this sip of wine tea is really something, and the taste ratio is well controlled.

Fenmu burped: "Those things are actually easy to solve. That dream will be used as a forging place in the future, and the furnace town will be moved in. The craftsmen's obsession is so deep, maybe a few new star craftsmen will come out by leaps and bounds. It's dangerous, if an angel or something appears, I'll arrest her on the spot."

Ed Shalan was surprised at his calmness, but the eyes that looked at him showed more approval:

"Should I say that you are indifferent to fame and wealth, or are you overconfident? If it were dwarves, they would definitely monopolize that dream, and would rather destroy it than let outsiders in."

Fen Mu waved his hands frankly, and said truthfully: "Actually, I have my own plans."

"Oh?" Ed Shalan felt that it would be something interesting, "What plan?"

"The average level of these craftsmen is not good now. They are too ignorant to feel how powerful I am, so they have to give the new craftsmen behind a chance. As their level rises, they will be able to appreciate my height. And I want to see Let's see if the new craftsmen in the future will have novel forging ideas."

This made Ed Shalan didn't know how to answer his words. Few people could write "I want to pretend" on their face so openly. The key was that they couldn't refute him in the forging field.

If those dwarves wanted to see him, their blood pressure would be so angry that they would break through the sky.

Seeing that the senior sister didn't speak, Fen Mu's sitting posture became dissolute, and he pouted Erlang's legs bluntly, and continued:

"As for the dwarf craftsmen, they don't need to meet each other. They just say goodbye by fate. They are a waste of my time to see me at their level, and they don't deserve it."

Ed Shalan nodded, she can understand the arrogance of Fenmu, the basis of friendly dialogue is equal status, just like she will not accept an interview with a commoner, otherwise everyone will bother her, how she handles it is more important thing?

Those dwarves just didn't know their identities right now. If they wanted to meet people, they had to show sincerity at least, and kept saying "I want to see people", as if they owed them.

"Well, I'll help you refuse the dwarves, and see what bargaining chips they are willing to offer to buy a chance to meet."

Senior sister, what do you say makes me look like a person who has nothing to gain, am I the kind of person who cares about deals?—Fenmu originally wanted to say this, but Ed Shalan made it up again. "The dwarves have been forging for generations, and I'm afraid they have accumulated a lot of rare materials", Fenmu was silent.

"Then please trouble Ed Sharon."