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Chapter 1248: One Thousand Two Hundred and Forty-Five: "Si Que Olivers (Part )"

The square was crowded with people.

"Why did the Disciple Game gather us together? Isn't the first level over?" Dragon Emperor Ian looked at the densely packed crowd irritably.

Huan Jiala stood beside him and suddenly asked, "What is that celestial being distributing?"

Most of the contestants were very quiet, except for one Celestial Clan member who was walking back and forth in the crowd, shouting very loudly. He had a kind look on his face as he distributed the pamphlets in his hand.

“Let’s learn more about it, let’s learn more about it…” This Celestial Clan member had flowing golden hair and green eyes like a calm lake. He seemed not to notice that the person in front of him was the Dragon Emperor, and directly handed the booklet in his hand to the Dragon Emperor.

Ian took it and opened the booklet, wondering what on earth this Celestial Clan was distributing. Could it be advertising flyers?
When I opened it, I saw:
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[Dedicated to the most powerful and beautiful Father God——Si Que·Su Ming'an·Olives!!]

【Would you like to learn more about the Lighthouse Church? 】

[The charm of Father God transcends this era! Father God's bravery is unparalleled in the world! Welcome everyone to understand the shepherd of the world's glory and time, the beacon of life, our supreme god! 】

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The booklet details the teachings of the Lighthouse Church and even indicates how and where to join the church.

The book is full of praise, describing the charm and greatness of the God of Lighthouse - he has black, purple and white hair that changes with his mood. When he smiles, it's like rain from heaven, when he's angry, it's like thunder, when he's sad, his tears are like gold and pearls, and his holy white tentacles cover the sky...

Ian was so upset that he wanted to tear the book into pieces immediately. But after carefully reading it, he felt that some of the praises in the book were reasonable.

I didn’t expect that the tiny Celestial Clan could appreciate Si Que’s excellence and even founded a church for him. That’s quite a bit of character.

Huan Jiala glanced at the blond Celestial Clan member and waved, "Come here."

Hearing this, the golden-haired Celestial's green eyes became even gentler. He walked over holding a pile of brochures half a person's height. He had already pushed quite a few people along the way. "Beautiful Emperor, are you interested in learning about our lighthouse?"

"Well... I already know a lot about it." Huan Jiala said calmly: "Where did you get this information from?"

Si Que has disappeared for so long, how could the Celestial Clan know all this?
Boris smiled and said, "Of course it was the Father God who came to me in a dream, hoping that I would act on His behalf in the world. The Father God is the old god Asasto, the leader of the old days, the torch of the wasteland, the lord of the dawn one hundred and two years ago, and the god of the Cloud City of Praya ten thousand years later. He has three great angels under his command, the angel of judgment Noel, who is in charge of the scales of justice..."

Once he started talking, he chattered non-stop, from the War of Independence in the Second Era, to the Battle of Eden in the Third Era, to the demonic crisis in the Fourth Era. Every sentence he said involved God the Father... trying his best to make everyone present believe in the lighthouse.

At this time, a girl in a lace dress and wearing a silk hat walked over and chuckled when she heard the words: "Is this another new character that Si Que has created for himself? It's a familiar style of writing."

Ian said coldly: "This means that the boy really appeared, and even planned to establish a church and worship himself as a god... What does he want to do? Provoke the twenty-seven gods of Luowasha? Hanami Mirai, you are from the [Nalan Court]. Does the [Nalan Court] know that Olives has appeared?"

[Nalan Court] is equivalent to the position of the United Group. They believe in the God of Contract, Nalan Duosi. All major forces will give them some face and let them mediate conflicts in various occasions. They are also called "official".

Hua Jianwei smiled and said slyly, "Olivius only appeared in this disciple game, which lasted only a few hours. How did the [Nalan Court] know about it in advance? On the contrary, the [Wheel of Fortune] and the [Death Chanter] are ready to make a move. One wants to invite him to kill the World Tree, and the other wants to give him the most beautiful death. If the emperors want to fight for him, it is best to act as soon as possible."

Ian snorted coldly: "When I catch him, I will make him write a poem praising me."

Huan Jiala held his forehead with his hand and sighed, "Is that what you're thinking about?"

Ian coughed and said, "...Of course I will ask him to hand over the twelve stories as soon as possible. It's a pity that I didn't meet him this time. If I had met him, I would definitely not let him go..."

The next moment, his golden pupils froze.

A figure appeared in the sky.

His long flowing white hair was flying, the scarlet silk cloth on his shoulders was as red as blood, and around his neck was a gold chain with a cross and crescent ring, nothing else. He was bathed in the light, and his eyes slowly opened.

The moment people saw this figure, they instantly became quiet.

The players guessed that the person who made such a grand appearance with a lot of light effects was either the top player or Su Lin. So they kept quiet.

The NPCs were so frightened when they saw the emperors turn red instantly that they dared not speak.

"--Oliviers! How dare you show up!" Ian really didn't expect that this person was so bold and appeared in front of them without any protection.

“……” Wei Mo tapped his Platycodon cane with his fingers, a hint of thought flashing in his eyes.

"Si Que, you finally showed up..." Bai Ran's face flushed slightly and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"Yamada, Yamada! That must be the teammate you've been talking about!" Miss Zhifei, the crystal noble, grabbed Yamada Machiichi's mechanical arm and said excitedly.

"...Is it Su Mingan? That should be it! Su Lin's appearance is much brighter than this one." Players such as Anthony and Zhong Xi have already mastered the identification method accurately.

"...Is that the winner of the first level?" The two scholars from the Supreme Tower exchanged glances. "Record it and report it to the Society."

"...a familiar smell. This is the person that Lord Demon of Trickery asked me to find..." The dark elf next to the Air Force stared at Su Mingan with joy.

A few thoughts flashed in Boris's eyes, and his mind seemed extremely clear as he looked at Su Ming'an.

All kinds of things in the world.

Su Mingan looked back at the crowd with eyes that were either surprised, thoughtful, ecstatic, or angry.

"Woohoo——Everyone please be quiet first!!"

At this time, a girl with white hair and red eyes appeared beside Su Mingan. She was holding an umbrella, wearing a red and white Lolita skirt, and her rabbit ears were shaking. She was the host of the Disciple Game.

She placed her hands on Su Mingan's shoulders, and felt a fluffy touch. "Now, please welcome the winner of our first round - Mr. Si... cough, cough cough... Noel! Give us a speech!"

"Ah? Is this Noel?" The players were confused.

"really?"

"But Su Mingan's original figure was about 1.76 meters tall before. Maybe this time it really is Noel..."

Su Mingan didn't want to wait for the people below to react - there was no protective barrier between them.

"Everyone have fun." Su Mingan was very concise and wanted this session to end immediately: "That's it."

"Hey?" The white-haired girl leaned over: "That's it?"

"Yeah." Su Mingan didn't intend to say anything more.

The white-haired girl smacked her lips and revealed a sad expression, as if she was very sad: "Oh... our Mr. 'Hey hey hey you can't catch me Lululu'... seems to want to leave. What's going on..."

Now people finally came to their senses.

The Lord of the Undead, Xiting's expression changed, and he suddenly stretched out his bone claws and grabbed Su Mingan directly.

Su Mingan immediately stepped back, opened his finger, and threw a page of the book out.

…Go ahead and grab the story and leave, don’t keep your eyes on him.

“——That’s [Twelve Stories]!!!” Noel’s voice came from somewhere, full of greed: “Grab it! Grab it quickly!!”

As soon as Noel's voice came out, people immediately stared at the falling manuscript paper and swooped over it like flies.

However, the next moment, several figures flashed in front of Su Mingan——

The Dragon King Ian who has revealed his dragon body, the Elf King Huangala with long flowing purple hair, the Lord of the Undead Xiting with half a skull head, the Lord of the Abyss Laistoli with hair like a python, the transparent Ice Elemental Emperor, the Lord of Machinery Moklo, the Angel of the Temple Mountain Shuishuang with three pairs of snow wings, the Half-Demon Elder Tara with two horns on his head...

They ignored the manuscript paper that caused the bloody storm and only focused on Su Mingan himself.

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[TE4·"Will a wingless bird grow flesh and blood because of you?" Perfect clearance progress: 98%]

……

This number is already more than twelve.

Su Mingan felt his shoulders were heavy, as if something invisible was pinching them. He felt a sharp pain in his palms, and four bone claws were reaching out to him. Several branches and leaves spread out from his legs, his feet were frozen with frost, and there was even a mechanical clicking sound...

"...Do you want to tear Si Que apart?" He said calmly: "Tear me apart, and then who will write the remaining twelve stories for you?"

The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment.

People stared at each other, knowing that neither side would give in. If a fight broke out here, it would probably be a bloodier and more terrifying war than the Battle of Eden.

"Oliviers, where have you been during this time you disappeared?" Angel Shui Shuang looked at Su Ming'an inquiringly.

But Su Mingan ignored him and suddenly raised his head and shouted:

"——Si Que Olivers is as long-lived as the heavens, and will live for thousands of years. He is the beacon of life, the shepherd of the world's glory and time!!!"

His voice was so loud that everyone was stunned.

"Oliviers, do you think pretending to be crazy and stupid will work?" The Ice Elemental Emperor made a clear voice, and his whole body was filled with icy water. "Besides, you have said such narcissistic words before."

"Si Que, come back with me." Wei Mo also came over and said with a smile: "They just want to drain your words, but I just want to invite you to fight the World Tree with me."

Just when a few people were about to take action, a colorful liquid palm appeared in front of Su Mingan.

"…This is the second time, Su Mingan."

His voice was sharp and rising.

The next moment, a sound like glass breaking was heard, and all the attacks surrounding Su Mingan... froze at this moment.

“Click, click, click, click—”

A colorful semi-fluid figure appeared silently, and a mask with a bright smile slowly emerged. He simply lowered his hands, and all the attacks melted away like ice and snow.

The next moment, before the emperors could be surprised, Su Mingan's figure disappeared.

Casadia took him to an empty space.

"Okay, it's safe here." He smiled and asked, "Where are your...unfunny jokes?"

Su Mingan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Fun Demon was powerful enough to get out of such a dangerous situation. From now on, he would just stay and grow. When he finished growing and came out, it would be time for him to slap one after another.

Looking at Casadia's expectant expression, Su Mingan thought that Casadia laughed before because the story was not sad enough. As long as he told a very sad story and got stabbed, Casadia might not laugh anymore.

Su Mingan pondered for a moment and said:
"Once upon a time there was a young girl who was saved by a jellyfish."

"She was born without any sense of pain or laughter. But the jellyfish taught her how to smile, and together they went shopping, eating noodles, and drinking sweet bubble water in the human kingdom on the surface."

I glanced at Casadia, but she didn't smile.

This is a good sign.

Su Mingan continued: "Later, the jellyfish melted because it was exposed to too much sun, but the girl didn't feel sad because she knew that the jellyfish helped her out of benefit. Even if the jellyfish died, she didn't feel happy..."

“Haha ...!”

Su Mingan sighed.

He knew that no matter how unfunny it was, Casadia would laugh out loud out of courtesy, and the price would be unpayable.

He looked at the colorful fluid that was laughing so hard that he couldn't even see where Casadia's mask had flowed to.

“Haha! The jellyfish has melted, the jellyfish has melted, hahahahahaha——!”

For some reason, Su Mingan heard a hint of sadness in this laughter.

Illusion.

How could a god named "Fun" feel sad in the midst of fun?

Su Mingan covered his ears skillfully and waited for eight minutes before the laughter stopped. Casadia had been twisted into a ball of sticky colorful paint.

"Well, you made me very happy this time, so I'll provide you with a free service." Casadia shook her liquid fingers and said with a smile, "I can teleport you to anyone in Luo Vasa, you choose."