"But I think you can put up an internet cable on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas."

"What are you doing with the Internet? Ordering takeout? Who can deliver to the mountains?"

Bulkesso said casually.

Then Rasuk drove over in a car with several of Mokot's ancestors.

The imitation of Rasuq has been completed, and now the ancestors have something to do.

"At least it can give our ancestors some entertainment. The Internet can make people less bored."

Ancient One felt deeply about this.

Before the popularization of the Internet, her life consisted of continuous cultivation, reading, and fighting intruders.

It has become more colorful in recent years.

The Internet plays a huge role.

"Forget it, even if you plan to build a signal tower, not many people can climb the holy mountain."

Bulcaisel glanced at Rorschach, who was brandishing his weapon.

After these few days of training, Rorschach has been able to control his anger.

At least now it won't be as conspicuous as a torch.

"Calculating the time, Tony should be back. I plan to go find him again to see if he is willing to take over the mantle of the Supreme Mage."

"Are you planning to retire?"

Bulcaisel scratched his arm with his nails, then took the blood bottle and poured it into his mouth.

He has changed the flavor of the blood bottle, and the new spirit is really good.

"Emperor Weishan already knows. They said they will hold a battle for the title of Supreme Mage after I have trained a successor."

"They didn't find anything?"

Compared with this, Bulcaisuo is more concerned about the news about the Seven Demon Kings of Hell.

"No, the universe is too big."

"I'm just asking. The Demon King of Hell has become more careful after experiencing a crisis."

…

Just now, Tony Stark finally escapes from that damn cave.

Sitting in Rod's jeep preparing to return.
Chapter completed!