Chapter 3:

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Look, Tyre said with a hand
"how about you?"
"Call me an okman."
"So Mr. Kaming, what you just said is very reasonable. How can I break through this forest? I want to observe me from such a far away place. I shouldn’t just want to talk to someone." Ignoring the word 'adult man', Tyre said the most wanted question.
"And the strange thing is that I walked in the forest for nearly four hours, but I didn't encounter any danger. How should I explain this? I think Mr. Kaming should have observed me more than two hours ago, even though You really have the ability to keep me from encountering a monster in the next escape, so how should I explain the previous four hours?"
The sixth phase of the glamour (for the first monthly pass)
"Well, it turned out to be the case, but before that, I hope that you can pull me out of the soil, I will be grateful for this." Kamin slightly made a request with sincerity, but saw Tyre’s hesitation With a little distracted little eyes, the anger will not hit one place.
"Kid, my super armor is really no du, you always have that expression, even my big temper is a big crab, but it will be angry. Besides, I am a god, if true You have to deal with why you have to turn around and use the power of the gods. I can bào your head after eight hundred miles."
"Then show me, the so-called power." Tyre does not seem to see the rabbit not eagle, although the previous has shown his tip of the iceberg, but Tyre still does not believe, after all, in this dangerous Place, you can't be too careful.
Where did Cumming not know Tyre’s little ninety-nine, shook his lower body and sighed?
"Now the teenager..."
Suddenly, Tyre’s left arm radiated a strong radiance, which was particularly glaring in the dark, but it didn’t take long before the light faded away.
Tyre looked at his left hand in surprise and followed the big crab.
"Mr. Cumming, what are you doing?"
Tyre doesn't think it's a magical thing to let his arm shine, and it doesn't have a relationship with the power of the gods.
Kamin shook his body, saying in a bad voice.
"Do you know your own arm injury?"
Tyre trembled in his heart and spread the cloth strip tied to his hand. He was shocked to find that the wound disappeared except for the dry blood stained on the skin.
"It's cured, this, you, how did you do it?"
"Although I am not a dedicated to treatment, but the small means of making a mortal bones reborn can still be done, your small injury is as simple as a blow to the gods." Kaming put his ass, A smug look, which made Tilton subvert the previous perception of this green crab.
Maybe this guy is really a super guy.
Tyre rethought a bit and then asked
"So Mr. Kaming, since you have such a powerful power, why should I come to help you pull out the soil? This little thing should be easy for you."
Tiljo’s respectful tone made Cumming’s
Hmm
praise two times. During the period, he said,
Sure enough, these little guys don’t give a good look and don’t know how to respect the gods.

"Speaking of it," Kaming coughed, it seemed to be a very embarrassing thing, and the original feeling of the old was becoming thinner.
"My Lord God sent me to monitor this Sigir Empire. However, the Lord God meant to prevent me from mixing the world too much, so let me always in this land and test the whole empire with 'perception' However, the Lord God is not inhuman. He restricts that only humans come here to pull me out, then he can regain his freedom to be active in the entire SGL Empire. I, do you understand that?"
"Sigri, this place is the Sigir Empire." Tyre sighed, then walked to the side of Cumming, not to mention the two calves of the other side, pulling him out in a bang !
"Wow!! You, what are you doing!" Kaming was shocked, and suddenly the image was completely exclaimed, but Tyre looked very calm and patted the gray soil on his hand.
"Put it out, but the accident is simple."
"Really, it’s always necessary to make people feel psychologically prepared. It’s been buried in the soil for nearly three hundred years. You said that you’re pulling out, and you’re feeling a little bit of pride.
Cumming raised two big crab claws, dissatisfied. Protested
Tyre’s head was completely ignorant of what the other’s so-called pride and ambition was. However, it was still so happy when he was buried in the soil for more than 300 years. It made Til feel incredible. If he was, he would have been mad.
"Since you came out, Mr. Kaming, is it right to answer my question, and it seems that you don’t seem to be able to kill me after getting out of trouble, then go back to business."
Cumming nodded and revisited Tyre, then said
"An answer to your previous question is that your companion has a sacred physique that will make you unable to touch any monsters along the way."
"Holy Light Constitution?"
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