After hearing the complaints of the God of the Bible, Luo Yun suddenly became interested in His forging experience. ....... ...... ... After hearing Luo Yun's question, the God of the Bible thought for a moment and said seriously. "...From the beginning of unlocking the forging of the artifact to being able to fully present what I had in mind to this world, it took about two years." Although he asked the question himself, after hearing the other party's answer, Luo Yun, who was somewhat happy because the second artifact was forged, suddenly felt uneasy. You know, relying on the other party's status as the leader of a system, it is impossible for him to become a disciple and learn from the gods of other systems who have the power of forging. Therefore, all the skills that the God of the Bible possesses now are the ones He slowly explored by feeling His way across the river! Even those gods who specialize in making artifacts cannot reach the point of mass production of ordinary artifacts in such a short time. It is even possible to create a divine weapon that allows powerless mortals to gain the power to resist gods, or even kill gods, without suffering any backlash. A few minutes later, Luo Yun slowly stood up from the rock and focused his attention on the interior of the island.

There is a circular inland lake with an area of ​​hundreds of meters. Above this lake, there floats a tree made of countless golden threads, which is used to manage the belief system of the human world's biblical pantheon. And in the system, a platinum-colored long sword with cracks on it and a faint golden aura surrounding it was lying there quietly. (Thanks to 'Zongman Driving' for the monthly ticket, and thanks to '**' for the monthly ticket!) . Chapter 37 Chapter 37 God is a Girl! (Please subscribe!) My name is Elsa Pendragon. I am fifteen years old and I am the daughter of a duke living in Glastonbury. I have the same last name as the legendary 'Eternal King'. My father once said that we are descendants of King Arthur. We not only inherited his surname, but also his status and glory! But in my opinion, none of that is important, because in my opinion, the most important thing is to live in the present and do what you want to do. Because I am my father's only child, I have been spoiled since I was a child. Because I have been sickly since childhood, my father not only never let me leave the castle, but also rejected all those who wanted to marry him. He even gave up his right to inherit the throne in order to find a way to alleviate his pain. As I continued to grow up, every time I happened to see my father's golden hair, which was as bright as the sun, with some silver threads, and his handsome face, which could have charmed thousands of girls, had wrinkles on it... I always imagine how great it would be if I had not been born into this world. My mother, who was so loving to my father, would not have become so weak after giving birth to me, and passed away when I was still young and ignorant. Now, I can only rely on the portrait in my father's room to recall my mother's appearance. Since my mother passed away, my father's face has become less smiling and more serious and melancholy. But I know that beneath that seriousness and melancholy is the longing for his deceased wife and the guilt for being unable to do anything about his daughter's illness. I often think, how nice it would be if I could have a healthy body.

Then I can fly freely among the flowers like a butterfly, swim in the water like a fish, and run freely in the fields and grasslands like children from ordinary families. And my father wouldn't have to be so sad as he is now. ------ Inside a huge castle in Glastonbury, England, a noble girl, richly dressed, sat on a windowsill. Her light golden hair was blown up by the breeze from the windowsill. Her emerald eyes looked at the butterflies flying in the garden below, revealing a deep envy. Even her delicate face, which could rival that of a mythical goddess, showed a happy smile because she saw the things she loved. Her plump figure, which was different from that of her peers, was hidden under a blue silk dress. She sat upright on the windowsill, like a girl waiting to be married, longing for the new world outside the window. When Elsa was born, her father, the Duke of Wales Pendragon, had invited a Crusader saint to baptize Elsa. During the baptism, the saint discovered through prayer that Elsa's vitality was different from that of ordinary people. Not only was she physically weak, but her life span was only one-third of that of ordinary people. In other words, Elsa can only live to her twenties at most! Because of this, Elsa's father did not allow her to leave the castle since she was a child, and even the etiquette courses for ordinary aristocratic children were reduced. Behind the girl, there were five young and beautiful maids, looking at the beautiful girl sitting on the windowsill with worried faces. Because they were afraid that the weak daughter of the Duke would be attracted by the scene outside the window and jump out. He was even more afraid that the Duke's daughter would catch a cold because of the wind. In this era when the nobles can arbitrarily control the life and death of the lower classes, the Duke in this castle has a gentler character than other nobles. However, as long as the girl in front of them encountered any accident, all the servants present would still be punished. And the punishment depends on the severity of what happened to Elsa. "Your Highness, based on past experience, the Duke is already on his way back. If you continue to sit on the windowsill and enjoy the breeze, I'm afraid you will be scolded if the Duke finds you." A few minutes later, a maid came out under the shove of other maids and bravely advised Elsa who was sitting on the windowsill admiring the garden. Britain is now at war with a country across the sea. In order not to make her father, who is already working hard for her, more worried, Elsa listened to the maid's advice and left the window sill where the breeze was blowing. Ten minutes later, the Duke of Wales, riding on his horse, returned to the castle just as the maids had said. The Duke of Wales, dressed in armor, jumped off his horse, handed the reins to the guards beside him, then picked up the things in his hands and walked towards the castle with the gait of a dragon and a tiger. "Where's Elsa? Did she have any accidents these days?" After entering the castle, the Duke of Wales asked the maid who was cleaning the hall. The maid who heard the Duke of Wales' question immediately put down her work, bowed to the Duke of Wales and replied, "Her Royal Highness is fine. She is in the study now." "Reading those adventure stories again?" The Duke of Wales knew that his beloved daughter longed for the outside world, but who could blame her for falling seriously ill just by being blown by the cold wind? I just hope that God will have mercy on my poor Elsa and let her spend these last few years in peace! While praying to God, he walked quickly towards the study. When he arrived at the door of the study, his originally melancholy and depressed expression suddenly changed, becoming gentle, kind and full of sunshine. Then he knocked gently on the wooden study door.

dong dong... "Please come in." A gentle voice with obvious characteristics of an aristocratic lady came from the study. ------ In the heaven, in the Supreme Heaven, the God of the Bible and Luo Yun once again checked the extent of the repair of the World-Saving Divine Sword in the system, but the situation was not very good. After the two of them carefully counted the cracks all over the blade, only a few of them had been repaired so far. Therefore, according to the inference of the God of the Bible, it would take at least hundreds of years to completely repair the Sword of Salvation. But Luo Yun was not depressed because of this. After all, this knife had the ability to cut stars. How could it be easily repaired after being damaged? "According to the agreement, I have been in the High Heaven for ten years, and it is time for me to visit the Underworld." Looking at the light that was shrinking like water, Luo Yun spoke slowly. Because he had been staying by Luo Yun's side for the past ten years, and was influenced by the strange power in his body, the God of the Bible was able to break away from his dormant state of glory . The gradually shrinking light was deforming, like a piece of soft plasticine being molded into a human-like shape. A few minutes later, a person wearing a white robe, about meters tall, with white hair and sapphire eyes, appeared. He was radiating a soft holy glow and had a beauty comparable to Athena in the world of God Slayer. "...JHWH?!!" Looking at the stunning girl who appeared in front of him, Luo Yun's eyes flashed with surprise. "How many times have I told you that you should call me Shengcai? Sheng Yahweh is my full name!" The white-haired girl pouted her cherry lips slightly, and her beautiful eyes as pure and flawless as sapphires looked at the black-haired young man in front of her who she had been with for ten years, with a hint of dissatisfaction. (This picture is of the God of the Bible. I searched for nearly half an hour on P Station and only this picture of the vicious soldier's uniform fits the God of the Bible described by the author!) . Chapter 38: The Red Dragon in the Girl's Dream! (Subscribe!) I don't know if anyone has ever seen a world with only one color, but Elsa has. Starting three days ago, every time she closed her eyes at night, she would see a red world. An eternal red flame was burning fiercely on the earth. In the flames, a giant red dragon as big as a mountain closed its eyes and slept soundly. Although the flames did not burn her, the heat wave made her confuse reality with dreams. Because every time Elsa came here, the dragon in front of her was only sleeping soundly and didn't make any movement, so this time she pretended to be brave and walked towards the dragon. Elsa looked at the road below her feet and moved forward slowly, and raised her head from time to time to observe whether the dragon had the limit of awakening. Because in the West, dragons have always symbolized violence and evil, coupled with the influence of the fantasy books she usually reads; so even in a dream, when facing this legendary creature, Elsa would inevitably feel afraid. It's just that because Elsa has never left the castle, she is more curious when facing the dragon.

After all, according to legend, dragons have wings and can fly freely in the sky and see the vast world. Just when Elsa was just a few steps away from freeing the red dragon, a dazzling light suddenly descended, forcing her to involuntarily cover her sight with her hands. When she opened her eyes again, she had woken up from her dream. But what Elsa didn't see was that when she used her hands to block the light, the giant red dragon that was originally sleeping soundly in front of her suddenly opened its tightly closed eyes. The dragon looked at the light with fear in its eyes! "This familiar breath, could it be..." ------ In the castle of Glastonbury, Elsa slowly woke up in her room. But the light she saw in her dream did not disappear, but became brighter. The light, like an incandescent lamp, started from the balcony on Elsa's left, illuminating the entire room with incomparable brightness. In the small town, almost all the residents were affected and woke up from their dreams. They looked at the light connecting heaven and earth with different emotions such as surprise, joy, and fear. Elsa, wearing a silk nightgown, slowly lifted the warm quilt from her body and walked towards the balcony. Her emerald eyes reflected the light, and under it, it looked like Glastonbury during the day. “It’s a miracle.” "Has the God finally heard my request?" “Oh my god…” Under the shining of this light, people with illnesses got better, and even the withered grass on the roadside turned lush and green. It was not until half a minute later that the light completely disappeared from everyone's sight. This made the people of Glastonbury believe that it was a miracle from God, and they began to walk towards the only church in the town, hoping to get answers from the priests and nuns there. "Oh God!" And because of this brilliant light, the priests and nuns in the church made the sign of the cross in front of themselves in front of a huge cross. "Could it be because of the light?" Inside the castle, Elsa stood on the balcony of her boudoir, gently pressing her hands on the painful spots on her body, and watching Glastonbury turn back into the night sky. But soon, Elsa returned to the room, and the locked door was knocked, and the voice of the Duke of Wales came from outside the door. "Are you okay, Elsa?" "It's okay, father. I was just woken up by the light." "Is that so? Then you should continue to rest. The night is still long. If anything happens, be sure to let me know!" "Well, good night, father."

Then, Elsa heard the sound of boots stomping down the hallway. After instructing his daughter, the Duke of Wales had to leave the castle and go to the church to inquire about the situation like ordinary residents in the town. After all, the entire Gliston is his territory, and he needs to be responsible for his daughter and people! Elsa put her delicate little ear on the door, and only after making sure that her father was far away did she heave a sigh of relief and return to the bed. Looking at the left hand, there is a scarlet gauntlet inlaid with emeralds that appeared at midnight three days ago. Her father was already busy enough, planning Glastonbury, and participating in the battle with the kingdom across the sea under the leadership of the king and other nobles... She didn't want her father to worry about her affairs anymore. At this moment, the gem inlaid on the gauntlet suddenly emitted a fluorescent light, and a majestic mechanical sound came from it.