Although Fang Lei cannot understand the meaning of these strange words in the short term, he has some understanding of this strange civilization.

The god who created this civilization should be a very great existence.

He used words as a carrier, and then spread this strange power through practice.

As for what his own power is, Fang Lei can't explain it clearly. After all, Fang Lei still has too little understanding of this bone pattern civilization.

Time passed quickly through interesting research. On this day, Fang Lei suddenly felt Kyle's breath approaching the temple.

He looked at the heretic bodies whose souls had dissipated. Suddenly, the Suzaku Divine Fire flashed and instantly burned them to ashes.

Then, Fang Lei exhaled a breath of turbid air. In the void, Kyle's dignified holy domain-level existence was moved to the temple by Fang Lei's great power.

"Your Highness, the task you assigned has been completed."

In a golden armor, Kyle appeared in Fang Lei's temple with a respectful expression.

When Fang Lei heard this, he was immediately delighted and looked at Kyle with anticipation: "Oh? Let me see."

Kyle nodded, the power of the storage props was released, and a large number of extraordinary props appeared in front of Fang Lei during the fluctuations of space.

The most attractive and exhausting thing is a fairy mountain and an island.

Above the fairy mountain, birds sing and flowers are fragrant, and countless traditional Chinese pavilions and towers appear and appear in it.

Above the island, there are a large number of temple squares densely covered with it, and a rich real-world Western style is coming.

A fairy mountain and an island are floating in front of Fang Lei at this moment, and it is only as big as a round table.

It is conceivable that how much manpower and material resources are consumed to make these two things.

Fortunately, the productivity of the star continent is not inferior to the real world in some ways, so even if it consumes a lot of manpower and material resources, it will not be as damaging as in ancient times in the real world.

All I can say is that it's drizzling.

In addition to this fairy mountain and the divine island, there are also a large number of props suspended in the air.

Western-style long swords, spears, Eastern magic weapons... they look like goods, real things, and everything in this temple.

Fang Lei swept his mental power and nodded with satisfaction: "I did a good job. I completed the task so well in such a short time. Thank you for your hard work."

Kyle heard this and quickly bowed again: "It is my honor to carry out the will of my Lord. Moreover, there are many other people involved in this process."

"Well...I know this."

Fang Lei replied indifferently, which made Kyle's eyes flash with a slight disappointment.

Originally, he wanted to seek credit in front of the gods and let those who contributed their efforts show their faces to the Lord of the Stars, but it was obvious that the great Lord of the Stars did not care about this achievement.

However, despite his disappointment, Kyle knew that this was just the fate of those people. He was not qualified and shouldn't, and he dared not blame the great gods.

"Okay, go down."

Seeing Kyle's little thoughts, Fang chuckled.

He also knew that the arrival of God was a great gift for believers.

But I am just a level 6 legend, and my impact on heaven and earth is only so great, in other words, there are only so many divine graces.

The current divine grace is mainly placed on Qin Shisan and the others. The Golden Saint Seiya is what Fang Lei wants to see most in another world.

This is not only a childhood dream, but also a result of the current situation.
Chapter completed!