the end of the heavens

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Regarding the style of the battle suit, Russell provides humanized services, and the gods can design it themselves, or pay three times the remuneration for him to design it for them.

Because things are rare and expensive, he, Party B, does not accept design modifications, and he can change them if he wants to, and he has to pay more.

Being strong or weak is only temporary, while being handsome is a matter of a lifetime. The gods were annoyed at Russell asking for a lot of money, and finally decided to let him design it for him.

"Everyone go slowly, I won't send it off."

Russell stood at the entrance of the Temple of the Sun, waving goodbye to the gods who returned to Shenshan to sell pots and iron, and after turning around, he spit out an electric arc into the sky.

I can't bear to bear my own floor.

He waved his hand to wind up the strong wind, dispelled the strong smell of powder in the hall, and sat on the high-backed chair where the dark energy condensed.

It was a very black chair. The dark energy extended to the ground and turned into a twisted snake. After sitting down, Russell's whole body was emitting black air.

Ai'e rolled her eyes speechlessly, Sun Temple, no problem, this is the style of painting.

Because some people are sun gods on the surface, but they actually started their careers by taking the dark route.

"These gods really don't know how to be human!"

Russell said angrily.

Ai'e looked around and was sure that she was the only one in the hall besides Russell, so she could only answer: "Why do you say that, is there anything wrong with them?"

"Look, is my Sun Temple magnificent?"

"Uh, it should be grand."

"Nonsense, except for the pillars, there are no decorations, even the chairs are made by me with energy, isn't it magnificent!"

Russell snorted and said, "When I asked Hephaestus to build the house, I didn't even need a single wall. I just waited for today."

Aio:

She naively thought that Russell designed the Sun Temple to be empty in order to make a superficial effort to highlight the brightness and magnanimity of the Sun God.

"Sanctuary has such a large family business, when this group of people came, none of them gave gifts."

The more Russell thought about it, the more angry he became, he subconsciously imitated Brother Wufly, the evil nemesis, and pouted his chin and said, "You take it for granted, you don't have any eyesight at all, and you still want to cut the queue and ask me to arrange forging the battle suit in advance! Bah, they thought they touched me Thigh, I will agree?"

Aio:

That's why she knew that Russell was powerful, but she still couldn't awe her, it was too difficult.

Also, if a saint fighter wears the holy clothes, he must be in awe of the sun god, as he is the only belief and the spiritual pillar of the soul

Ai'o can only say that the replacement frequency of Saints will be amazing.

A group of people full of faith stepped into the sanctuary, then their faith collapsed, and they left in a single step.

"Of course, this is for other people. Ai'o, you are different."

Russell frowned: "Although you didn't touch my thigh, I did."

"Cough cough!"

Ai'e clenched her fist and coughed lightly, interrupting Russell's nasty voice, and said with a blank expression: "Sun God, your disciples are coming, in order to gather thirteen golden saints, I suggest you talk less, it is best not to Speak, so that you have the majesty of God."

"Prestige is not based on pretending!"

Russell curled his lips in disdain. His Hydra in the Marvel world has always maintained an original leadership style, and everyone respects him and worships him like a god.

What is charisma? This is called charisma.

It's not that Russell brags. He has led Hydra for so many years, and none of the people under him have ever said anything bad about him.

"By the way, do you want to take off this golden holy garment on my body?"

Although Ai'e was reluctant, she also knew that the Ophiuchus Saint Cloth was only worn temporarily and did not belong to her.

"It doesn't matter, this holy garment is quite special. If you don't have the talent to shock the world, you won't be recognized by it."

Russell added: "Besides, the gods came empty-handed, and the sanctuary doesn't even have a handyman. When people come to try, you can wear the golden holy clothes to show off."

Ai'e nodded, took over the identity of the tool man, and asked in confusion: "About talent, how do you judge it, and what does the trial refer to?"

"Simple, climb up the stone steps on the east, pass through the Zodiac, walk through the Pope's Hall, and come to the Temple of the Sun to pass the test."

"So simple?"

Ai'o was skeptical, and with Russell's character, there must be other tests.

"Of course it's not that simple. I increased the difficulty a little. It's not as easy as ordinary people think."

"What difficulty?"

Ai'e blurted out, and regretted it as soon as the words fell.

Sure enough, a pressure appeared out of thin air, oppressing her body to become rigid, her blood could not flow, and dizziness came to her mind.

The pressure came and went quickly, Ai'e took a deep breath: "Under this kind of pressure, ordinary people can't move an inch, can they really climb to the top of the mountain?"

"Climbing the mountain is just a test of xinxing, and I don't expect them to be able to climb it."

Russell was very helpless, he could create the Saint Cloth, but he couldn't create a small universe, so Xiaoqiang Warrior couldn't count on it.

At this moment, the first tester appeared at the foot of the mountain in the east. He had a feeling in his heart, and couldn't suppress his curiosity, and his telepathy swept away.

Russell: ""

Such a familiar big-breasted brother!

The Wisdom of the Fool Chapter 120 and Three

The big-breasted younger brother at the foot of the mountain to the east of the sanctuary is Perseus, the husband of the current queen of Argos, Andromeda, referred to as the king's man.

After Russell left, the family of four lived a prosperous life without worrying about food and clothing.

Except Perseus.

As the son of Zeus, the younger brother of the sun god and the god of war, he has a prominent background. In Argos, he is the only one who bullies others, and others are bullied by him with a smile.

The days of eating and waiting to die are very boring. After experiencing an exciting adventure, Perseus can't adapt to the comfortable life of stretching out his clothes to eat and opening his mouth.

Also, I don't know if it's because the marriage spoiled the love, or because of Zeus's blood. It's only been about a month, and the honeymoon period hasn't passed yet, so Perseus feels that his wife is not good.