Marvel Movie Destruction

Chapter 648 God's Pursuit (24)

"The spirit of the wind, the shadow of death, the soul of a saint..."

Looking at the pile of messy materials in his hand, Li Qingyuan fell into a state of downtime!

Who can tell him what these things are?

Originally, he thought that the materials he got should be Jiutian Profound Iron, Pangu Fine Gold, etc., but when the old gods started to take out the inventory at the bottom of the press box, he realized that he took it too much for granted.

You said he can understand the unicorn's horn and the dragon's minions, but what the hell is this saint's soul and the shadow of death?

"Mage, do you need anything else?" Annecy stared at him excitedly, jumping up and down happily.

Annecy's body is actually a huge spider. Just because someone defeated the Queen of Sheba, he won dozens of believers. For Annecy now, the mage is his closest relative.

So seeing the mage frowning slightly, Annecy immediately volunteered to run over, ready to attack him or something.

"I need a furnace now, preferably with a divine spirit!" Li Qingyuan thought for a moment, then directly reached out and received all these materials into the portable space.

It's a joke, it doesn't matter if he will use these materials, anyway, as long as they put them in his pocket, can they still take them out?

Besides, the reason why I don't understand the forging method of these materials now is that I haven't mastered my casting skills yet. As long as I upgrade two levels, I will know how to use these things.

"How about Vulkan's furnace? His furnace should be fine, right?" Hearing him say this, Mamaji asked directly to Odin.

Vulkan is the god of fire. In addition to making gunpowder, creating artifacts is also one of his permissions.

Everyone knows that Vulkan is doing well now. He not only opened the largest firearms factory in the United States in Texas, but also became the mayor of the town by the way. He is considered to be the best among the old gods.

It’s just that no one thought about it, because unlike the Queen of Sheba, Vulcan has never been a downfall. When human technology changed from spear armor to gunpowder cannon, Vulkan was already the earliest beneficiary!

So if the gods want to come, Vulkan's guy is the most unlikely to betray.

"No, Vulkan's furnace is his own. Although Vulkan is dead now, he has just passed away, and the brand of divine power is still there. In a short time, others will not be able to use it at all!" Odin quickly discouraged.

You must know that Vulkan was killed by him. If such a vote of gods were to go to Vulkan's grave to investigate, someone would be able to discover the real cause of Vulkan's death.

After all, the powers of the gods are varied, and each guy has his own unique stunt, even Odin dare not guarantee that he can do it seamlessly.

"Then go to my side, I remember that there should be a furnace that my old friend used thousands of years ago, and it should still be used!" The Black God put away his hammer and said to Li Qingyuan.

Just like there are countless versions of Jesus Christ, the God of Vulcan and the God of Blacksmithing are actually divided into many!

Except for Vulkan, who has become a true god of popular belief because of the large number of believers, the other losers are directly wiped out in the long river of history.

But although they failed, they still left some traces of history, such as the Galaxy Furnace left by the friend of the Black God.

Seeing the Black God say this, the gods have no opinion. Although the strength of the Black God is slightly less than that of Mamaji and Odin, he can be regarded as a master who can sit firmly in the front row of combat power. There are three Star God sisters living with him, and he is responsible for protecting the safety of the mage, so everyone can rest assured.

Of course, the so-called protection of Mage's safety is just a polite word. What everyone really wants to protect is actually the baby they just took out!

Those materials are very precious treasures even to the gods. Everyone is not familiar with the mage, and handed over half of the net worth and life to him. What if the other party ran away with the money?

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"You live here?"

Looking at the dilapidated apartment building in front of him, Li Qingyuan only felt that his head was full of black lines.

"My salary can't afford a better house. Besides, you are a god, so what do you focus on external enjoyment?"

With a homemade cigarette in his mouth, the Black God said while puffing the clouds.

"Even if you are a god, you should pay attention to your quality of life! You just like being in a place like this?" Someone looked at the road with the sewage flowing silently, unable to understand the brain circuit of this guy.

It is true that for gods, everything in the world does not have much meaning, but making oneself live a little better is not the most basic pursuit of being a human being.

"You are too young. You must know that we are all old people who have experienced thousands of years. We have experienced all the glory and wealth in the world, so we don't care about those vulgar things!" The black god patted her. shoulders, he said earnestly.

"Uh? Then my bottle of Rossopolo vodka seems to be able to be thrown away, anyway, you don't care about the so-called material enjoyment!" Seeing the old-fashioned appearance of the Black God, someone directly took out a wine bottle, and then I casually tossed it twice in my hand and threw it directly to the ground!

"Don't!" Seeing that the bottle of vodka was about to fall to the ground, the Black God immediately pounced on a vicious dog and took the bottle into his arms with a swoosh.

"How many years! How many years!"

The Black God was holding the bottle of wine tightly, almost bursting into tears with excitement.

He is the god of belief of the ancient Slavs. Everyone knows the belief of Maozi. Besides being shirtless, he is drinking, so the black god is also addicted to alcohol.

It stands to reason that a god like him should have an artifact that can pour out fine wine indefinitely. Unfortunately, because of the collapse of the belief system, he is now reluctant to maintain his own existence. wine out?

In fact, with the salary of the Black God in the slaughterhouse, it is completely possible to change to a better community. After all, butcher has never been a low-paying profession!

It's just that he used the extra money to buy wine. If it wasn't for the three Star God sisters living with him, maybe this old guy was going to live in the slaughterhouse directly, so that he could save his salary to buy wine.

"Who said just now that God shouldn't care about these vulgar things?" Li Qingyuan asked with a smile looking at the coveted appearance of the Black God.

"Nonsense! Who said that? Stand up and see if I won't hammer him to death! If you can't even drink a sip of fine wine as a god, what's the point of this god?" his own pocket, and then condemned with a straight face.

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