"She reserved the position of Stranger God?" Tyrion was shocked again. "When did this happen?"
"Before the Battle of Winterfell, Bran took the initiative to bring her to serve me," Danny said calmly.
"Why?" Tyrion was puzzled. "After becoming a Stranger God, Arya lost the chance to transcend. Like Wukong, she lived like a pitiful dog. What's so good about that?"
"Actually, there's a prequel to Wukong's story," Danny said slowly. "My talent is strong enough, right?
But before I received the inheritance of Great Wizard Valleglia, even the little Wizard Queers dared to scheme against me.
Talent needs the inheritance of the sect to materialize into true strength.
Wukong could become the Heavenly Battle God because he was protected by the main god, Tathagata, since he was born.
From a nameless fairy to Wukong who learned the 'Tathagata Meditation Technique', how many benefits did he get from Tathagata? "
Tyrion looked at Arya in the forest and muttered, "She has indeed received many benefits from Stranger God."
"Wukong has a brother who is as talented as him. He seems to be even luckier and didn't fall into Tathagata's trap.
But Tathagata isn't the only main god in the world. Tathagata is a god of justice after all. There are countless evil gods in the world. They didn't even give Brother Wukong a chance to be born before they occupied his fetus body. "
"Why did they occupy his body?" Tyrion was puzzled.
"Do you know why Lahlo and Sheep Egg are targeting me?" Danny asked.
"They want to snatch your bloodline and talent." Tyrion seemed to understand.
"The method is different, but the goal is the same." Danny nodded and continued, "The evil gods used the soul to occupy the body to seize Brother Wukong's body, bloodline, and extraordinary talent."
"Ah, that's terrible." The dwarf exclaimed, his face turning pale. "He's even worse than you. Wukong's brother hasn't even been born yet. He's still a fetus and has no chance to resist at all!"
"The evil gods are terrifying. Fate is unfair!" He lamented.
Danny said, "Fate is still a little fair. The Evil God had just taken over that innately gifted body when retribution came.
A hypocrite named Hong Yi – Dream God Machine killed the Evil God and took over Brother Wukong's body.
In the end, by relying on that extremely talented fleshly body, Hong Yi really did surpass the Sovereign God, Tathagata, and become a Creator God. "
"This …" The dwarf's face contorted. "How is this fair? Goku's brother died unjustly! "
"That's right. Hong Yi helped him take revenge, and then obtained his physical body in return."
"Hong Yi is a hypocrite."
"A hypocrite is still a hypocrite, much better than an evil god."
"But I still feel that something is wrong." The dwarf furrowed his eyebrows and thought hard. "Wukong has been schemed against by Tathagata since he was born. He doesn't live freely, like a dog.
The Goku brothers obtained complete freedom, but even the opportunity to be born was lost.
Isn't this kind of world a bit too cruel? "
"Do you know why I'm telling you this?" Danny asked.
"Aren't we just chatting? What's the point?" Tyrion did not understand.
"You're going to Barren Land to slay demons and devils. I hope that you understand the rules of the Transcendent World, and change your way of thinking," Danny said.
Tyrion was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have understood something. He sighed and said, "I almost understand the ecological environment of the Transcendent World. There's a clear hierarchy, and the weak are prey to the strong. Good and evil are blurred, and only benefits are eternal.
This is even crueler than the power games between kings and nobles, and it's even more despairing. "
"You're very aware. Choosing you as Saint Matthew's' Wukong disciple 'was the right choice." Danny Buddha smiled in relief.
"I'm Wukong? Am I qualified? "The dwarf smiled bitterly.
"With your wisdom and Arya's martial arts, you can barely make up a fake Wukong. The demons and devils in Barren Land can't compare to the Evil God that the sutra seeking team encountered. A fake Wukong is enough. "Danny smiled and comforted him.
"I want to work with Tyrion?"
Arya had also cleaned up the undead and walked over with a huge scythe on her back. Her cold gray eyes sized up the dwarf with a scrutinizing gaze.
Tyrion also stared at Erya and observed her carefully. The 14-year-old girl was a little more than 1.5 meters tall. Compared to the plump noble girls, she was a little skinny, perhaps less than forty pounds. Her chest was small, and it was only slightly visible because of the tight leather armor. However, her limbs were long, and her body was well-proportioned. She gave off a sense of beauty with strength and agility.
The dwarf felt that the second daughter of the House of Stark was a little similar to his sister.
She had the unique charm and confidence of a strong and beautiful woman.
Indeed, Arya was not a beauty in the traditional sense. Compared to her sister Sansa, she was even a little ordinary. She had a long face and rough skin. However, as she grew older, her appearance was like a blooming flower bud. It was a little like …
Tyrion was shocked. He suddenly realized that Arya and Leanna were very similar. Appearance was only one of them, but the more important thing was the feminine aura.
Right, it was Stark's "Running Wolf's Blood".
"Why are you staring at me?" Arya asked with a frown.
"I realized that you are a little similar to your aunt Leanna." Tyrion rubbed his nose and smiled embarrassedly.
Arya was stupefied.
Danny said, "Apart from you and Tyrion, there are two other companions. Let's go find them now."
.....
In the Great Cathedral of Baylor, the seven Towers of Light that were modified by the clock tower lit up on time every day. Although it could not disperse the darkness that enveloped King's Landing, it still illuminated the nearby Visania Hills in a grayish white.
At least there was light here, with the protection of the monks and the Holy Mother. The people of King's Landing began to gather in Visania.
Fortunately, the mass migration and the attack of the Other Ghosts had greatly reduced the population of King's Landing. That was why the streets were not filled with people.
King's Landing, which had a population of eight hundred thousand at its peak, was now left with only two hundred thousand people. Among them, one hundred and fifty thousand were locals. The rest were merchants, valley soldiers, mercenaries, and red-robed monks.
The huge King's Landing was mostly empty, but Eel Lane in Visania was even more bustling than before the long night.
Aside from being close to the Great Cathedral of Baylor, the young ladies and young men who were still alive had all moved to this remote alley because of the wildfire that burned down the Silk Street.
The streets of King's Landing were well planned. Shops of the same kind of goods were often gathered in one street.
For example, on Silk Street, the whole street was filled with brothels, and on Flour Street, the whole street was filled with bakeries.
The Eel Lane was the same.
The Eel Lane in the Visania Hills was located in a remote area. The streets were narrow, and few carriages passed by. It was quiet and tidy, and it was a street of hotels.
Today, when the long night fell, the businesses of King's Landing had almost collapsed, and the hotels had no customers.
It just so happened that the Silk Street was burned down. The brothels of the brothels took over the hotels that had lost their customers and rebuilt them into the new Silk Street, which also doubled as a hotel.
As long as there were people, the brothels would always have business.
.....
It was a two-story building with two ornate gold-plated ball-shaped lanterns decorated with dark red glass hanging on the door.
In front of the lanterns, there was a flagpole that extended horizontally to the street. A line of words was embroidered on the red flag with golden thread: Shataya's Pleasure Garden.
The first floor was built with stone, while the second floor was built with wood. The building was square, and there was a round tower at each of the four corners. The tower was taller, and there were four floors in total.
The sound of men and women teasing each other could be heard from the rooms on each floor.
The strange thing was that the windows of the building were all covered with a thick layer of red copper, and they were all tightly shut.
At this moment, the window on the second floor was pushed open. A tall, tanned woman from the Summer Isles climbed onto the balcony. Her eyes were blurred as she looked at the shining Tower of Light in the distance.
"If the Holy Sparrow was still alive, we wouldn't have dared to run to the Great Cathedral and set up shop.
Now, the cultivators are very easy to talk to. Not only do they no longer condemn the brothels for blasphemy, they even allow us to enter the Great Cathedral to pray. "
"What's this? In Slave's Bay, the Seven Gods Temple has its own brothels! "A deep, rough male voice came from behind her.
From the voice, it was a middle-aged man.
Then, he complained, "It's so cold outside, and you still open the window."
"Looking at the Tower of Light every day and feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin, I feel at ease." As the tanned middle-aged woman spoke, she pulled open the collar of her golden otter fur coat, revealing most of her dark and delicate skin.
"Can't you just change the glass window?" The middle-aged man said.
"Where have you been these days? Why are you saying such silly things?" The tanned woman asked curiously.
"Where else can I go in this world where Deviant Ghosts run everywhere?" The middle-aged man sighed.
"Since you know how powerful Deviant Ghosts are, why do you still want me to change the glass window? Go take a look on the streets. Who doesn't make their doors and windows thick and sturdy?
Rich people even wrap their oak doors with a few layers of iron! I don't have money, so I can only wrap it with a layer of copper. "
The middle-aged man was silent.
Then, there was the sound of leather boots walking on the floor.
The man slowly walked to the window, revealing a chubby head full of whiskers.
Fatty looked around. Sure enough, there wasn't a single house with glass windows.
"Is this useful?" Fatty asked.
"Of course it's useful. On the night of the catastrophe in King's Landing, many people used wooden doors to block the attacks of the undead. If the doors are tightly shut, those damned things can't hurt you at all. "The woman said.
"If it's so easy to block the Corpses, why did the castle fall?" Fatty asked suspiciously.
"Didn't King's Landing fall as well? But I'm still alive. So many people in King's Landing are still alive. "
Fatty was speechless.
The tanned woman continued, "A few days ago, there were Templar Monks handing out leaflets and notices on the streets, teaching us how to defend against the Corpses.
For example, if someone dies, immediately tie their hands and feet and cremate them as soon as possible.
For example, don't go to remote alleys alone at night.
For example, when you have nothing to do, recite the Seven Stars Bible more often. The more devout the believers, the stronger the Holy Mother's power, and the safer King's Landing will be.
For example, remove the glass windows and directly seal the windows, or replace them with thick oak windows.
What the Monks say is definitely correct, why don't you know? "
"Recently, I've been trying to get in touch with the Red Robed Monks in the North City District." Fatty said.
Hearing that, the tanned woman immediately understood.
King's Landing was square, diagonally drawn from the Red Castle, dividing King's Landing into two. The upper part was the North City District where Reynis Hills was the main, while the lower part was the South City District where Visania Hills was the main.
The Great Cathedral of Baylor was in the center of Visania Hills, so the Red Robed Monks were all gathered in the North City District.
And the Monks wouldn't go to the North City District to hand out leaflets and notices.
"What are those Red Robed Monks doing?" The tanned woman curiously asked.
"Building a Red God Temple. What else?" The fat man sneered. "Prime Minister Onion moved the people in the flea nest to Visania Hills. The empty, dilapidated houses were all demolished, and the bricks and wood were taken away to build a grand temple."
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