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Chapter 215 Seems angry

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    "I am really the immortal god." Ange restarted the communication and said it truthfully.

    "You're still in high spirits, aren't you? Well, well, well, you are the immortal god and I am your father. Don't you humans like to curse like this the most? What dead kid picked up the communication dominoes and played around with them? You are not willing to mess around with the soul crystals when they are so expensive.  Flower." Apparently, the other end of the communication mistook him for a human who picked up a communication domino and sent messages randomly.

    "But, I am really the God of Immortality." Ange said in a daze. When others didn't believe his words, the vegetable-growing skeleton didn't know how to react.

    "Shut up, you are the God of Immortality. Why do we need to be stuck here? We won't be able to return home for a thousand years! Get lost, and if you continue to harass me, I will let the crows eat all the food in the nearby villages after the night.  Light, starve you bastards to death." The voice on the other side shouted angrily, and with a click, the communication was interrupted again.

    Ange and Nigris¡¯ thoughts touched each other, and they both felt the other¡¯s confusion: ¡°You seem angry?¡±

    After telling him, the other party didn¡¯t believe him, and he didn¡¯t know what to say no matter how hard he dialed, so Ange had to put away the dominoes for the time being.

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    "Brando, pick two people to follow me to the Holy Wall City." Nigris said.

    "Yes, sir." Brando responded, turning around and calling: "Little Brando, little Brando, come here."

    Nigris was stunned: "Wait a minute, how many Brandos do you have here?"

    "Ah, there are more than ten of them. We are all from the Brando family. Little Brando is my son, and little Brando is my nephew."

    Nigris was speechless: "It's too easy for you to name me. You usually call me this way. Aren't you afraid of getting confused?"

    "No, no, no, we don't usually call them like this. My son is called Lame and my nephew is called Tin Gu. Please don't worry, sir. They are the most outstanding warriors among us." Brando thought Ange disliked them.  , and quickly patted his chest to assure himself.

    It was unpleasant to listen to anyway, so Nigris was too lazy to worry about it. He asked the three of them to come over and line up. After standing in a row, Nigris discovered the problem: "You guys are a bit hard to handle with your appearance."

    Brando and the other three lowered their heads in shame.

    Brando is a little better. Little Brando is missing a boot because he was lame in the past and can't wear boots. Little Brando's clothes are even more ragged, with holes exposed in some places.  .

    "Let's do this. I'll lend you three sets of armor and return them to me when you're done using them." After Negris finished speaking, Ange took out the Holy Spirit Armor Egg.

    Back then, I found one hundred and twenty Holy Spirit Armor Eggs in the Holy Heaven. I gave a few to Anthony and threw the rest aside without a chance to use them.

    Brando held the Holy Spirit Armor the size of an ostrich egg and looked at Ange with a blank look on his face. He obviously didn't know the high-end Holy Spirit Armor. Even if he occasionally saw someone wearing it, he wouldn't know what it looked like when it was curled up.  how is it like.

    "Take off the rags on your body, and then infuse the holy power." Nigris said.

    Brando took off his armor in confusion, and his son and nephew even took off their underwear.

    Infused with Holy Power, the Holy Spirit Armor instantly bounced open and transformed into the shape of a metal angel, facing Brando. The wings behind him were wrapped around him, and with a click, the metal piece was attached to Brando's body.

    Such a cool way of dressing shocked Brando's whole family. The other Paladins and villagers were watching from a distance. The scene at this moment shocked them all to their knees. Someone murmured: "I saw an angel possessing  It¡¯s on to Brando.¡±

    With the arrival of Ange, this is not the first time that everyone in the village has been shocked. Many people have never left the village in their lives. They actually have half-doubts about the light and their faith is not firm.

    Occasionally, priests and saints go to the countryside, but they do not often perform miracles. Instead, they eat cards, which easily arouses the resentment of the villagers and eliminates the shock.

    Many people¡¯s belief in light comes mostly from paladins like Brando.

    Now, what Ange showed made them truly feel the power of light.

    The rest of the Paladins are even more envious. After passing the Paladin examination, they were handed out old and dilapidated second-hand armors, some of which didn't fit well. Not only did they not have the power of the Holy Knights, they looked like they had been defeated anyway.

    But the Holy Spirit Armor is sacred, mighty, cool, and full of power. Even if you can wear this kind of armor once, you will be satisfied.

    After dragging out three more horses, Nigris asked, "Can you ride a horse?"

    Brando responded with shame: "I know how to ride, but I'm not familiar with it. I used to practice on donkeys."

    "That's okaySkeleton zombies have spirits.

    Only those young children can have some energy. Even in this environment, there are still many innocent children playing around. When they see Ange coming, they rush to disperse, run away and then hide.  Behind the corner of the pillar, he looked over timidly.

    A two- or three-year-old child with a thick neck ran quickly and fell to the ground with a thud. He was so frightened that he started crying.

    A little girl of seven or eight years old quickly rushed out of the nearby shack, ran to Angma, and took a sip hard. Then she dragged the crying child back to the roadside, and quickly looked at Angma.  One glance.

    Seeing Ange¡¯s expressionless face, the little girl¡¯s heart was lifted up, and she quickly knelt down hard and pressed the child¡¯s head while sipping, hoping that he would sip too.

    But the two- and three-year-old children were so frightened that they could only cry. They couldn't get enough of it. The little girl was so anxious that she almost cried: "Kowtow quickly, the adults will be angry, hurry up."

    Ange tilted his head and told Nigris in confusion: "I'm not angry."

    Nigris said helplessly: "Maybe your face is too fierce. There is no expression at all. If you want to show that you are not angry, you should smile."

    "Oh." Ange continued to be expressionless, but he turned over a piece of beetroot, threw it to the little girl and said, "I'm not angry."

    The little girl looked at the fresh and juicy beets in front of her, then looked up at the expressionless Ange, in disbelief: "Sir, what did you say?"

    In fact, she heard it, but she didn¡¯t believe that this sentence was said by the expressionless Ange. She thought she heard it wrong.

    "I'm not angry, eat." Ange repeated.

    This time she heard it clearly. She looked at Ange with her eyes, carefully reached out to pick up the beetroot, and moved it to her mouth carefully. She looked at Ange in disbelief during the whole process. When she saw that Ange still had no expression, she exerted her strength.  One bite into the beet.

    Ange still had no expression, but now she understood that this gentleman might have facial paralysis and he was really not angry.

    ¡°Maybe it was the aftermath of the disaster, maybe it was the sweetness of the beetroot, or maybe no one had ever been so kind to her, the little girl¡¯s tears silently welled up.

    She chewed the beets hard, wiped her tears from her little hands, and kowtowed to Ange.

    A soul flame emerged from her body and shot directly at Ange.

    When he was in Brando's village, Ange gained a lot of soul flames because he performed several miracles.  But those soul flames all went towards the gods of light and were intercepted by Ange.

    Everyone thought he was an ascetic monk from the Church of Light, and everything he displayed was the power of God.

    Only this one was dedicated directly to Ange. This little girl¡¯s dedication was not to the gods of light, but to Ange.

    Ange nodded towards her and continued moving forward.

    Nigris cursed in his soul: "It's so miserable. The conditions here are worse than the oasis in the desert. I hope there is at least someone to take care of the oasis. It's like no one is taking care of it. There are many children with swollen necks.  Are these people in the church dead because they are already severely malnourished?"

    "Is the swollen neck a disease?" Ange asked puzzledly. He noticed that some children had thick necks and thought it was a racial problem.

    ¡°Big neck disease is caused by malnutrition.¡± Negris said.

    At this moment, Ange suddenly sensed something. He turned around and looked behind him. They had walked several hundred meters away. Now when he turned around, he saw a tractor-trailer where the little girl was.  .

    Two attendants in white clothes were arguing with the little girl. One of the attendants reached out and snatched the beetroot from the little girl's hand, picked up two pieces of cake from the bucket of the trailer, and threw it into the little girl's arms.

    "Beetroot can be eaten by a pariah like you? Go and eat your holy wafer. What is it for adults and villains? Where is the adult? You must have stolen it." One of the attendants cursed and even raised his foot to kick him.  The little girl was so frightened that she hid quickly.

    But immediately, the little girl showed a surprised expression and shouted: "Sir!"

    When Zaicong followed the little girl¡¯s gaze, he saw an expressionless ascetic sitting on a unicorn with a weird grin, followed by three elite paladins.

    With such a paladin as a follower, this gentleman may really be a ¡®big¡¯ man.

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