"What! The employment group ranks third, and the hidden in the wasteland is actually the illegitimate son of the tulip patriarch!"


    "The Presbyterian Council agreed to accept him? This... This is incredible!"


    "It''s incredible, but it''s reported that his mother is an aristocratic lady in Bizhu city. For some reasons, after she got pregnant, she ran away from home and gave birth to a hidden adult, and soon died."


    "That''s a pity, but what''s your real name?"


    "It seems that it''s Francis..."


    "Francis? Isn''t that the name of a noble knight in northern Europe? Lord Yin, you are so brave."


    A magnificent hall is paved with a red carpet. Among the dignitaries in Titan City, a dignitary guest wearing a dress and politeness stands out.


    He swam in front of many guests. Obviously, he was able to harvest the friendship of dignitaries and the Green Mi of noble ladies.


    If he wanted to, he would be able to linger on a snow-white bed with a rich family that night.


    This scene satisfied the elders who were secretly observing.


    Handsome appearance, hiding the terrible rank, I put down my pride and prejudice, elegant temperament, moderate conversation, and did not catch the rude and crude etiquette of the hiring group.


    Compared with the current patriarch, this guy is obviously a qualified successor on the basis of.


    A tall man on the throne, with fluffy and dazzling blond hair and emerald eagle eyes, sipped a glass of red wine and stared at the protagonist of the banquet with complex eyes.


    "You are really my son! Great!"


    At the sign of the elder, he stood up and looked excited: "thank the great Nordic gods for returning my blood left behind."


    He patted Francis on the shoulder, opened his hands and hugged each other warmly.


    "Did Rita ask you to claim against me? Answer me!"


    In the dark, he took a light glance at Francis with a crowd of guests behind his back, and the contempt in his eyes was not disguised.


    But the latter''s face was calm and a shallow smile appeared on his face.


    "Just a sick lion."


    Francis whispered, and a fire of revenge flashed from the bottom of his eyes.


    ……


    Fireworks soared into the sky, endless thunder riots, and a flash of lightning reflected a young man''s handsome face.


    He calmly stared at the old clan leader who was seriously injured and dying. The thunder lines in his heart made him burst into strong combat power at one breath!


    In an instant, he shook his hand with a broken bell, and the virtual shadow set off a terrible ripple. A group of Pro guards were directly exploded into pieces of meat on the ground!


    powerful!


    Incomparable power!


    "No, you can''t kill me. I''m your father! Half of my blood is flowing!"


    In the astonished eyes of the old patriarch, Francis raised a thunder gun, which was not inferior to the lethality of the thunder spear, pierced his chest armor and penetrated his chest!


    The heart was crushed by the spreading thunder. The old clan leader''s eyes were dull. He wanted to say something at last and roared out the most vicious and despicable curse, but it was like choking in his throat!


    On the other side, the elegant and beautiful patriarch''s wife hung naked on a tree. Her snow-white body was scratched by thorns and dripping blood.


    What makes her crazy is that this is the gathering place of savage orangutans. At this time, it is the mating season. She is thrown into the abyss and will be ravaged by evil, which makes her feel endless despair!


    But compared with the fall of the old patriarch, Francis used his own strategy and strength to seize the throne of the tulip patriarch.


    He looked up at the sky, the moon was still bleak, the stars were bright, and the revenge plan could be so smooth. Maybe it was a gift from God.


    God, not so kind.


    What''s he up to?!


    ……


    "The messenger of the southern principality?"


    "Yes, Lord watchman, they asked for a church in Titan city."


    The young bodyguard saluted Francis, bowed and restrained his awe.


    Francis frowned slightly and rose from the table and chair, but the attendant on the other side brought him the warning of the Presbyterian Council.


    "A group of short-sighted and stubborn old guys don''t have to pay attention."


    Francis whispered, but politely refused the appeal of the Presbyterian Council.


    Soon, he met the messenger, a bishop who called himself Nord, in a tea garden.


    "God! Is the God you say the goddess of the night?"


    "Patriarch, I believe you know that the gift given to you by our Lord was also the will of God."


    Nord said with a faint smile. He drank light tea and exuded a spirit. Even if he looked more than 40, he was still full of energy.


    "Build a church, which is the layout of God."


    Francis whispered, trying to figure out the nameless God.


    At this time, he killed his blood connected father and took the throne of the tulip family. After he had power, God''s attempt was finally exposed.


    Even for now, it''s just a cathedral.


    Quick thinking, he quickly captured the key points and associated with the growth of a smooth journey. Who dares to say that there was no God''s intervention?


    He inquired about the name of bishop Nord''s faith, but the latter was vague and half hidden, which made Francis vigilant.


    "God, be magnanimous. We should have a church in Titan city."


    Francis smiled politely and did not agree or refuse, but sought some benefits from bishop Nord.


    The two looked at each other. On the surface, they drank tea and chatted and talked about the local scenery they passed during the journey, but they secretly scolded each other''s old fox. They wanted to pick up the skin and cramp. The fox skin was pulled down for you (the river of time flows slowly. Twenty years later, Minnie, weasel, Brian, a castle aristocrat and other people who were trapped by a small fox expressed great praise).


    ……


    "Poof!"


    In the cemetery, ferrance, who was paying tribute to his mother, covered his left chest, his heart was like a knife, as if a creature had taken root in his body.


    He was full of thunder, and the roaring thunder shone most of the new cemetery!


    Behind his invisible neck, a tentacle grew out and moved the electric light, which was quite frightening.


    "Because it took time and didn''t answer the bishop, the power given by God ate me back."


    Francis clenched his teeth and took out a golden Rune gem in his arms. With the help of the holy stone, his condition improved and returned to normal.


    There was a flash of edge in the fundus of the eye.


    Sure enough, God, don''t believe it!


    Fortunately, he traded the trade of the southern principality for a sacred essence that could be feared by thunder, leaving a back hand to prevent god''s counterattack.


    Rune gem contains a trace of power of divine essence. When he obtains more divine essence, he should completely transform God''s gift into his own power.


    Tools, there should be awareness of tools!