How long does a legend live?

It depends on when he breaks through the legend, if he becomes a legend at a young age, because a large amount of life energy is preserved, their lifespan will be stretched to a very exaggerated point.

Suffice it to say, as long as Beta doesn't make mistakes, he can stay in the Pope position for at least five hundred years.

Coco Yara stared at Beta for a long moment, then said softly, "Indeed, I'm sure you can do it too, but will you be able to survive until then?" ”

"Yes." Beta smiled: "We have long started to limit the inflow of foreign population, and I have a lot of experience in urban planning, I know very well how many people are in a city and how much arable land should be left. ”

Coco Yara leaned forward slightly, the close-fitting white silk clothes swayed slightly with the movements, and the delicate pinned bones loomed: "You don't look like a human being, you look like a scholar specially cultivated by our Elven Empire 10,000 years ago." ”

At the end, she added, "You know too much." ”

Beta understood what she meant, human life is very short, and human history is also very poor, there are few forces to make historical records, and there are not many books. In this case, the human talent is already very good at mastering one aspect of knowledge.

But Beta is not only legendary, but also so knowledgeable that even Coco Yara feels that she can't compare to it.

"Thank you."

Beta smiled as a sign of modesty.

Coco Yara was silent for a moment and said, "Can I go back and think about it again?" ”

"Absolutely."

After that, Cocoara takes Emilia away.

On the way back to the guest house, Coco Yala asked, "What do you think of this pope?" ”

Emilia shook her head slightly: "I don't have any opinion. ”

"But your heart was beating fast just now."

"It's the first time I've been on such a formal occasion, and I'm a little nervous." Emilia said embarrassedly, "And I feel a very strong sense of oppression in the human pope. ”

Coco Yara was a little surprised: "Can you feel it?" He didn't let out Long Wei, only those who were more mentally sensitive could feel it. You may have a gift for perception. ”

Emilia smiled sheepishly.

Back at the State Guest House, Coco Yara asked Emilia to make a backup record of today's negotiations, and then went back to the room to think about it.

Back in her room, she closed the door and Emilia finished what she was doing. The sunlight outside the window has been skewed, shining on the table, warm.

She sat at the table, her chin propped up, and a comfortable smile appeared in her eyes as bright as the morning star.

After a moment's pause, she got up and took a small elf ukulele in her salute, and gently plucked it.

The elegant music is mixed with Emilia's gentle singing.

'Distant love, I want to go to your side, watch the morning sun fall on the Starlight Valley with you, and pluck the stardust flowers blooming in the moonlight with you......

This is a traditional love song of the elf clan, as long as it is an elf, it will be sung.

But there are very few like Emilia who sing sweetly and charmingly.

After a while, a few elves stood outside her room, listening quietly.

Compared to the city of Waukin, the atmosphere here in the city of Sicilia is murderous.

Judy's team of pterosaurs hovered through the air, with two columns of white-mouthed crocodile cavalry below, and behind them, several bishops with their temple guards were in the background.

And across from them were more than two hundred red-robed priests.

Katy stood at the very center of the two sides, and across from her was a middle-aged red-robed bishop.

"Woman, don't go too far." The middle-aged red-robed priest said gloomily: "All of you people from the Wealth God Sect have already left, and now you still want to take away other believers, are you really all fools?" ”

Katie clasped his hands on his chest and said with a nonchalant expression, "But these people all recognize that they are believers in our goddess, and it is my duty to take them away from this dangerous place." ”

"When did the believers of light, the goddess of life, become your believers?" The middle-aged pastor was so angry that his cheeks trembled a little.

"They said yes, of course."

Katie's confidence is very strong, with Judy and her pterodactyl squad, the white-mouthed crocodile cavalry squad also here, and now there are more than a dozen bishops of the temple rushing over, and there are only a hundred red-robed priests, she doesn't pay attention to it at all.

These believers who tell lies, believers of other religions who are willing to be rescued by the Cult of Fortune, are all potential sources of faith.

It was yesterday, when the last group of Fortune Cult believers were transferring, that an old man pulled his granddaughter and asked if he could bring her granddaughter with him, she was also one of the followers of the Goddess of Wealth.

At that time, Katie saw that this girl was obviously a believer in the Illuminati Sect and should not have been taken away, but looking at the miserable old man, Katie thought that she was also a single-parent family, so she opened one eye and closed the other.

Then several more believers saw this, and in this way, they also got their relatives into the ranks.

As a result, the next day, Katie was surprised to find that half of these believers from other religions who had mixed in had actually turned into shallow believers of the Wealth God Sect.

Overjoyed, Katy decided to save some more citizens, even if it was only a third of the conversion rate, it was still earned.

As a result, the next day, as soon as he took more than 2,000 followers out of his religion, the Zoroastrians came to question him.

At this time, listening to Kati's unreasonable words, the middle-aged priest said gloomily: "It seems that your Fortune God Cult must be going against our Zoroastrianism?" I don't know if your pope will be so angry that he will lie down in bed when he knows that you are so bold. ”

Don't say that Beta is okay, when it comes to Beta, Kati is more confident: "You are lucky, the person you met is me." If our Pope were standing in front of you, and you dared to threaten him like this, he would directly drive you out of Sicilia with a wave of his hand. ”

When the middle-aged pastor heard this, his expression became even more unhappy.

The little people can't afford to take on big responsibilities, and under normal circumstances, as long as they threaten the other party with jihad, the average bishop or official will be scared and sweaty.

But the woman in front of her didn't care at all.

"Alright, you're done with what you need to say, now it's my turn." Katie snorted dissatisfiedly, "Get out of the way, don't stand in my way to rescuing the believers of this sect." ”

Such rude words caused a commotion on the Zoroastrian side, and several priests were about to use spells.

And Judy in the air also pulled out the bright longbow, and the white-mouthed crocodile team was even more eager to try to do it.

But the middle-aged priest raised his hand and stopped his subordinates, he stared into the distance for a while, then turned around and shouted with a grim face: "Let's go." ”

In the distance, the priests of the Temple of Storms loom in the ruins of the collapsed buildings.

Although the Zoroastrian priest is not at odds, he can only leave with the middle-aged pastor. (https:)

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