The maids came to the altar and saluted to the Pope and the Apostles of God.

Neither of them spoke, just waved their hands casually.

The beauties then bowed and retreated. As they walked, they were divided into six groups, climbing eighty-one stairs from six directions.

Then he gently lifted the hem of the skirt, carried the basket in one hand, and slowly climbed to the bloody altar.

Tu Man flew up from the pope's head and saw the delicate maids on tiptoe on the huge altar, feeding blood diamonds into the mouths of the strange beasts entrenched at each node in order from the outside to the inside.

However, with their slow work efficiency, when will it be their turn to feed the blood diamonds into the mouths of the six giant dragons in the center of the altar?

Isn’t this kind of rough work supposed to let those black and hard silly big guys carrying blood diamonds on the moon do it?

These aliens really don’t know how to cherish the fragrance and beauty!

The maids were busy rustling, and the others stared at each other, and the temple was quiet for a moment.

At this time, the third old lady on the right suddenly left the list.

Facing the Pope, he slowly bowed down and bowed deeply.

The pope frowned, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

I saw the old lady take out a transparent glass ball from her sleeve, with golden liquid rolling inside, and a thin red line floating up and down like a living thing...

The uncle with a smiley face on the left seemed quite surprised, rubbed his handful of his messy hair and blurted out:

"I'll go, Andrea, why are your tears of gods still there?"

The performance of the Yushu-ling Dashuai Guo, who was ranked last on the right, was even more excited.

He almost jumped on the spot, jumped directly to the old lady, pulled her arm, looked at her face, and said sadly:

"No wonder you have grown so fast over the years. Why don't you use the tears of God? What do you want to do?"

Andrea?

It seems that this grandma was also a beautiful woman when she was young. Look, she was nervous about this handsome guy...

Tu Man became interested.

This golden liquid called "Tears of God" is probably a good thing!

According to Dashuai Guo's meaning, can this thing at least delay aging?

Grandma Andrea was holding the glass ball in her hands, staring blankly.

No one paid any attention, but the lines on her face gradually became softer.

It seemed that I remembered something happy. The erotic color no longer existed, the corners of my mouth raised, and the nasolabial folds became deeper. Paradoxically, her brown pupils were filled with deep sadness...

At this time, the man in armor, who was regarded as the "Sacred Knight" at the end of the left, suddenly stumbled on his neck and said in a deep voice:

"Mr. Deros, for the sake of serving the goddess for a longer period of time, it is your duty to take the tears of God. Please be sure to take them as soon as possible..."

Andrea, DeRos, Lord Prophet?

Well, this grandma should be:

prophet--

Andrea DeRos!

Tu Man was addicted to guessing games. The gangster uncle with messy hair rushed over in two steps, and hugged the man with his armored neck and whispered:

"Shut up, Aimore! Can you say less than a little bit of a muscle brain that doesn't know anything?"

Yes, another name dropped.

The Holy Knight-

Aimore!

Keep going, I'll say a few words...

Andrea Deros's prophet grandma raised her head and looked at the pope:

"Your Majesty, it's useless for me to keep tears of God. Even if I give this child a little more hope!"

"Andrinna, you must insist on doing this?"

The Pope's tone was a bit stiff.

"Your Majesty, you have advised me before. But I hope this child can survive..."

The voice was low, but the tone was firm.

Moreover, she actually smiled again, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her thin lips were bent in a beautiful curve.

This time, even his eyes were smiling.

Just like the knowing smile of Madam Teresa when Tu Man graduated.

Very warm and full of relief.

The old man with a stern nose on the left stood up and said coldly:

"Prophet Deros, I'm afraid this will not work. As far as I know, His Highness Apollo is not qualified to enjoy the tears of God!"

Andrea cursed her smile, turned her head and cursed at the old man with a big nose:

"Shut up your stinky mouth, evil warden! It's not time for a bastard like you to point fingers at me..."

Anderina Prophet Grandma, who looks dignified, virtuous and harmless, burst out without warning!

The old man with big nose touched his nose awkwardly—

I didn't say anything, is this woman's menopause coming? She's like an explosive pack, and it's explosive at a glance!

The pope waved his hand and sighed:

"Rand, this is Andrea's personal gift. After all, Vopos was raised by Andrea. As the chief referee, you should not exaggerate it."

Well, Rand—

Grand referee/Evil warden?

Continue, continue!

Quarrel or something is the best!

Detective Turmes needs more information...

At this time, the cold girl beside Andrea suddenly walked up, grabbed the glazed ball, glared at her, and muttered something.

Tu Man didn't hear it clearly and hurried forward.

The girl stopped talking, bowed slightly to the Pope, and turned around and walked away.

Tu Man followed her to a quiet room, which contained rockery, fountains, green plants, and small tables. The layout was very elegant and full of interest.

But the girl kept walking straight to the bookshelf in the inner part, reached out and pressed on the hexagonal bulge on the wall.

"Boom..."

The bookshelf slowly opened to both sides, revealing a large cabinet.

The cabinet is filled with dense test tubes, filled with viscous solutions of different colors.

The bottom layer is light pink, the darker the higher the color. When it reaches the top layer, it is already dark red and darker.

The girl took out a small syringe from the small box on the bookshelf, first sucked the dark red liquid on the top of the half tube of dark lattice, and then pointed it at the glass ball. The needle actually penetrated it without any stagnation.

It was a good needle!

The golden liquid was slowly drawn out of the glass ball, and soon mixed with the dark red liquid in the syringe and turned into golden light. Only the red line did not dissipate and still cruised in the syringe...

The girl closed the secret wall, returned to the temple, and climbed to the altar.

The needle was raised and the needle fell, aiming at the heart of the young white-faced His Highness Apollo!

The maids had already fed blood diamonds to the strange beasts and left with empty baskets.

The ethereal and affectionate chanting of the apostle of God sounded.

The girl whispered:

"Vopos, come back, don't make Anna sad..."

The jade hand brushed the little white-faced's forehead, carried the empty syringe, and walked down the altar.

The strange beast on the altar began to spray blood-red light columns into its mouth. The six dragons in the center were shrouded in the increasingly rich blood mist, and the figure of Vopos Apollo gradually disappeared...

Slowly, the entire altar rose with a rich blood-colored light and soared into the sky!

A huge force appeared out of thin air...

Fuck, I know!

Without a second sentence, Tu Man was knocked out!
Chapter completed!