When Allen traveled through time, he just wanted to lie down, use his identity as a magician to make money, open a harem, and have a wife and children on the bed.
Naihe casually said, "There is a god three feet above his head." The younger brothers collectively looked up at the sky: "Oh my God! He is communicating with the gods!"
Allen sighed: "People are doing it, but God is watching."
The people burst into tears: "God is looking at us through his eyes, he must be the Son of God!"
From then on, Xianyu's life collapsed: Master? Bishop? Pope? God of light? ! Lord of light? !
"No, can you please stop thinking so wildly? I just want to buy soft bread so that the princess can take a nap!"
Countless years later, Allen defeated the big devil and said that it was everyone's credit.
The believers knelt down and worshiped fervently: "Look! My God is being humble again!"
Allen, the Lord of Light, stepped on the Seven Demon Gods and put on a mask of pain: "My dream is not to live a salty life... How can I become a god?!"
