You will also encounter Shura Field after exile [Greek Mythology]

The rider on the white horse, was broken.

The angels looked at each other, completely unable to understand what happened, "Maybe one kind of disaster and another kind of disaster can't go together."

They talked a lot, but they didn't know how to solve this trouble.

For angels, wisdom is a shameful thing, the forbidden fruit of Eden, so they prefer purity to cunning.

The girl squatted down, carefully picked out the baked food from the fire, and took a bite, "It's delicious."

"I think so too," replied the officer cheerfully. "I intend to write to the King proposing the promotion of this newly discovered crop."

"It's really good," he said enthusiastically. "You see, it's very productive and tastes good. Where can I find such a good thing?"

"Does it have a name?" the girl asked enthusiastically.

"I plan to name it Potato." The official gestured with his hand in mid-air. "From next spring, I plan to order some farmers to start planting it."

"Although they don't seem to particularly agree." The official thought of something unhappy for a moment and sat down.

The girl looked at his face, and after a while, she showed a smile.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because they think it is poisonous, and it must be very bad to eat." The official said that he was at a loss for words. "I tried to give them bonuses, but it didn't seem to work."

"It's so annoying," he said, "my hair is going to be shattered by these troublemakers."

The girl gave him a sympathetic look, "I think there are quite a lot left, really."

"You think it's delicious too." He said dejectedly, "Or I'll try to hold a cooking contest or something."

The girl smiled, "It's not impossible."

She leaned over and said a few words in the official's ear, and the official jumped up instantly, "It's really great, thank you very much." He took off his hat exaggeratedly and made a big salute.

"I'm going to prepare now." The official said solemnly, "I think it will definitely have a miraculous effect."

He hurriedly turned into his mansion all the way, and ordered someone to find some guards, "Go and look at my field, the one where I planted potatoes, and then hang a sign outside saying who dares to steal my land?" Potatoes, whipped right in the middle of the city, yes, that's right, that's what it says."

He rubbed his hands together excitedly.

This is indeed a very good idea, and if it looks like this, it is certain that all the farmers will plant a small plot the next year.

Ah, human beings, why are they always in such strange shapes? He couldn't help sighing. He clasped his hands together, as if he was praying for something, and he seemed to be anxious about something.

Then he sat down, picked up his pen, and wrote a letter.

"In view of the above, I recommend that you promote the cultivation of potatoes throughout the country, which will surely bring us prosperity and glory."

He closed the cap of the pen, lit the candle, and sealed it with wax.

"What kind of pagan food is this?"

"Why does it grow so fast?"

"To be honest, I really like to eat."

"Its leaves are poisonous, and it is unclean."

The controversy is raging, but for ordinary human beings, they don't care, they are never bored to discuss whether a plant is God's chosen people or God's abandoned people, and they don't have time to write poems, they just live, Live a down-to-earth life.

"Finally all five of my kids are fed."

That's all they care about.

The angels felt confused and fearful. The loss of the white horse rider was a huge event. If things go on like this, even the authority of the black horse rider may not be preserved.

Tartarus quietly peeled the potato, and took a bite.

"It's delicious," he said sincerely, and then he decided to wrap up the rest and give Chaos and Moros a taste.

"Humanity must be prevented from increasing." The angels said, "Whether it is war, or ordering hell, changing the terrain and climate, human beings must be shrouded in helpless clouds."

They cannot continue to win.

They are already arrogant enough.

Even pagan food, even food that God calls unclean, dares to be eaten as the main meal.

They have become thoroughly depraved and arrogant.

"No, they are just counterattacking." The girl said softly.

However, these words quickly reached the ears of every angel.

"Kill her, be sure to kill her." The highest order was issued, whether it is an angel or a devil, their goal is only one, to kill the old god.

Although she is absolutely undead, she may be able to sleep forever. Although she has recovered a certain amount of power, it is far less powerful than any power in the master's hands.

Angels and demons poured out from their abodes to seek and hunt down the goddess.

The long silent dark age was so long that they might have forgotten the title they had given her.

The world's most dangerous thought criminal.

"Let's go quickly." The red-eyed young man said, he grabbed the girl's wrist, "I heard the wind, saying that I must beat you to death."

"Ah." The girl was slightly taken aback.

"Don't you know they're chasing you?" Typhon folded his arms unhappily, "I remember you've always been very well informed."

"Me." The girl blinked, "I'm actually surprised that you came to me."

"I'm not here to find you, I'm here to have fun." Typhon let go of her hand, turned his face away, with an indifferent attitude, "I smell a very powerful disaster Er is probably here."

"I'm planning to fight with him. I'm so lonely. I haven't done it for thousands of years." He slightly showed his sharp canine teeth, as if the wolf king had met his prey and smelled the blood in the wind.

He stretched out a hand and put it in front of the girl, "Speaking of which, you saw me fight."

"Yes." The girl said softly.

"Am I a good fight?" he asked.

"Very powerful." The girl said sincerely.

Typhon laughed.

"Back in my day, I drank good wine and rode bad horses. I could have ten women in one night," he said.

The girl nodded with a smile.

"Of course it doesn't seem to be ten women, you just need to understand it." Typhon said.

The girl smiled.

Typhon's sensitive ears turned an angle, and at the entrance of the cave on the other side, under the light, there was a human figure standing, and Typhon suddenly laughed, "Boy, you're not bad, I forgot about you."

The black-haired, black-eyed God of Destiny leaned on the stone wall and panted slightly.

"Take your little girl to a safe place." Typhon picked up the girl by the back of the collar like a cat, and threw it to Moros, "I thought you would always be your shrinking turtle Woolen cloth."

The God of Destiny tilted his head, showing a hint of doubt.

To tell the truth, he didn't know Typhon well, so why did he attack himself so fiercely when he met him.

"I asked her to wait for me here." Moros said in bewilderment, and hugged the girl thrown into his arms a little tighter, "I didn't intend to run away halfway."

"Boy, let me ask you, is the place you prepared safe?" Typhon asked.

"For now, it should be the best." Moros said softly.

"Can you protect her?" Typhon asked.

Moros nodded, "Any questions?"

"No." Typhon said, he turned his head, and several people heard the sound, it was the sound of horseshoes, and the burning sensation of the surging fire.

One of the Four Horsemen, the most violent and aggressive, is on the lookout for them.

Typhon stood still, "Prometheus." He called the girl's name, and the girl standing on the ground looked up at his back, and seemed to swallow back what he wanted to say.

"I fight, maybe a little better than that kid." He finally said.

Moros tilted his head again in surprise.

"It should be great." Moros replied.

"I want her to." Typhon raised his voice.

"Great." The girl said softly.

"Louder, I can't hear," Typhon yelled rascally.

"You are a brave and proud warrior, you will definitely come back alive." The girl said loudly, and Typhon showed a smile.

It is an honor to be commended.

Xiao died here, sincerely fearful.

"The world you predicted." Typhon said softly.

"It will happen," he asked himself.

He bent down, his wings pierced his back, and it grew and spread out layer by layer like a bamboo forest bathed in spring rain. The next moment, his huge tail slapped the ground.

People from afar look at the white-headed snow-capped mountains.

This mountain has been sleeping for so long, but in the next moment, the flames soared into the sky, were quickly cooled and condensed, and a magnificent totem was drawn in the sky, with lightning and thunder, and the sky poured down. It seemed that the sky wanted to wash it away with heavy rain. The anger of the earth, and the next moment, the top of the mountain was exploded, and a huge stone like a bell tower was thrown into the air.

People can't help but think of the legend of the battle of the gods for thousands of years.

But this time it won't be lost.

Because this time I'm not alone.

The lightning tore apart the black sky, revealing a scarlet background, turning the world into black and white. He had been afraid of the sound of thunder for a long time, because it reminded him of some pain and shame.

But now he only felt that it was the neighing of war drums in his ears.

Since it is a creature born for fighting, then use fighting to commemorate your life, and use fighting to commemorate your life.

"Why do you bugs always betray?"

The red horse knight raised his spear, "Didn't the death of that traitor give you any warning? I guess he is weeping at the bottom of hell for his sins, and you will soon be with him, ugly Monsters, suppressed worms."

"No, that kind of betrayer is not even worthy of going to hell. He must have been broken into pieces and eaten by his father."

"Why do you all call yourself angels but your mouths are so dirty?"

Typhon's scarlet eyes were as huge as a clock dial, inside which seemed to be counting down the seconds of life.

"Who allowed you to insult my friend."

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