The clay that creates all things has its own high temperatures, enough to burn most of the material.

In this sweltering underground garage, on this magma-flowing earth of creation, there is a little flame flickering.

Against the backdrop of a small fire, the full picture of the underground garage is shown

A ball of dozens of clays is stationary on the earth.

They are all descendants of Tiamat

In other words, they are replicas of Dilumudo, the Lance Knight

"Ah, Wuwu......"

Tiamat felt the burning of fifty-nine imitation heroes, and he sobbed bitterly, and the eggs of these heroes were trembling slightly, as if to comfort their masters

Here, it's like purgatory

The 26 eastern geese in the night are gone.

They were devoured by monsters, and even the Holy Grail was taken away. I'm the only one left......"

In the alleys of Dongmu City, a middle-aged man in a scruffy tracksuit and hood curled up under the air conditioner is like a homeless man everywhere.

However, in front of him, stood a dark figure.

Dressed in heavy black armor and shrouded in a dull black air, it stood motionless staring at its master.

"Thank you, Lancelot. ”

There was only one person in the night, and he said helplessly: "If it weren't for you, I would have been devoured by that monster like me ...... twenty-six."

However, Lancelot, the mentally deranged soldier, did not respond to his words. Instead, he stood quietly and didn't say a word.

"However, in this world, I am really stupid. I didn't find a scam of "Jiantong Dirty Inkstone" that made you scolded as a "madman" ......"

Tong Yuyan shook his head, gave a bitter look, and got up from the air conditioner, complaining about the dusty tracksuit.

"If you're a sabre, you're probably stronger. After all, you are the famous Lake Knight......"

“......“

Lancelot remained silent.

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Lancelot remained silent.

He turned suddenly, and the heavy black armor crackled against each other.

The Dark Knight drew his tainted sword and aimed for the shadows of the alley

"Oh, are there any guests coming?"

Seeing this, the geese of the jatropha tree laughed contemptuously in the night. He raised his hand and saw a pair of scissors, like flying insects gathering from the air, turning into a stream of insects, biting everything.

"Yes, I'm a guest......"

The voice of the elderly, but it seemed clear.

The old man wore a noble cloak and a black robe from the last century, and walked out of the alley step by step.

Behind him, a dark crack was closing.

"You also ......" felt the familiar magic wave, and the subconscious Tongyan Luye.

"It's not the way to treat guests......"

On the contrary, the old man who has experienced the vicissitudes of life brings youth.

"Easy Pull"

In the unfinished restaurant on the first floor of the Tesla building.

The chef hired by the founders did everything he could to fry this tomahawk steak and dedicated it to the noble and proud knight king.

These chefs, their faces are full of melancholy.

As the top chefs in Dongmu City, they don't feel the beauty of cooking food at all. Instead, they feel like breeders in pig farms

However, most animals can't eat so many girls

"Hiccup~"

The knight king Altoria killed nearly 100 pounds of tomahawk steak, hiccuped comfortably, and then raised his greasy hand and held the ribs of the steak again.

With both hands on the ground, in an instant, the roast beef on Huang Xue's ribs was directly torn off by her and chewed in its mouth.

What is a hero

"How many pieces is this?"

"I don't know. It should be more than $20. My hands were sore when I shook the spoon......"

In the kitchen, a couple of well-paid cooks stared at the dog, staring at the seemingly delicate girl.

This food

No, it's just a bucket of rice!!

In just half an hour, she ate hundreds of catties of meat. The pile of empty plates she had eaten was folded into a white round tower

"It's terrible, young man. It's so scary!"

"Can't keep this son......"

The chefs teased each other with pain and pleasure as they fried the steaks.

Thanks to their joint efforts, Altoria slaughtered the Kobe snow steak, which was specially provided by the company for seven days. She sat on a bench in the dining room, clutching her stomach and hiccups arrogantly.

After this battle, the chef hired by the founders finally understood the price of high wages

"These are top-of-the-line Kobe steaks. She killed dozens of steaks, and she could still buy a house in Dongmu City to pay it off......"

"Yes, this son ......"

Ignoring the chefs' fragmented thoughts, Altoria leaned back on the bench and looked up at the concrete ceiling.

Since the Tesla building has not yet officially opened, the interior decoration has not been completed, and even because of the Holy Grail Battle of Dongmu, Founder temporarily fired the renovation team in order to avoid losses.

The whole restaurant was a bit shabby, but she didn't care.

Instead, Altoria decided that the humble restaurant was more suitable for her than the square, luxurious and dignified office

"The man" ˇ..."

The blackened knight stared at the concrete ceiling and whispered:

"What the hell does he want?"

"The prosperity of human reason, the future of the world, and the progress of the collective, nothing more......"

A calm voice came from behind him.

Fang, dressed in a white trench coat, sat on a restaurant bench for seven nights, gesturing to the chefs:

"Do you still have steaks?" Then I want a grilled lamb chop. It's a little burnt and not so spicy

"Yes, Chairman......"

The chefs, who had just recovered their breath, were busy preparing lunch for the founder of Seven Nights.

Watching the sunlight pour into the building through the glass curtain wall, Fang Zheng sighed helplessly

"Don't explore me, Sabre. ”

"No, I don't have that casual elegance. ”

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"No, I don't have that casual elegance. ”

The petite Knight King appeared, and she bent down and approached Fang Zheng face to face.

Feeling each other's breath, the young girl whispered:

"Is what you and Iskandar said last night true?"

"Oh? What part are you talking about?" Fang Zheng lazily raised his hand and pushed the girl's pale blonde hair away. Altoria said solemnly:

"With the vicissitudes of history and the collapse of the feudal system, the king is no longer sacred, and religion no longer exists......"

"This ......" Fang Zheng shook his head and sighed helplessly: "What's the matter? Like the fools of Iskandar, do you have a dream of conquering the world?"

"No, I'm just thinking, is there an empire in this world that will never be destroyed?" A serious look appeared between the girl's eyebrows, and Fang Zheng sighed

"Of course, the land under your feet, and many countries in the world, have never completely destroyed your own country......"

"Their royal family may have undergone many changes, but their national cohesion and sense of national identity were strengthened in the war of annihilation. ”

"But will this dynasty be broken?"

"This ......" Fang Zheng looked at the stubborn look on Wang's face and shook his head helplessly.

After all, he was not a student of political science. He could only recite this kind of thing from a book. It is difficult to explain to South Africa in simple language.

Understanding and teaching are obviously two difficult things

"Ma Lie Mao Deng Three ......"

"What?" Listening to Fang Zheng's muttering, her face was in a daze, Fang Zheng stared into her eyes, and said word by word:

"Well, even these books are in my study. Go and introduce them