The Holy Mothership, the racial monument of the Proteus race, represented the proud soul of this ancient race and their long-standing mysterious worship. These huge fortresses, known as the mobile holy land in space, all carried countless glory and praise. The heroic warriors of the Proteus race all regarded boarding the Holy Mothership and fighting for glory as a great honor. For thousands of years, the Holy Mothership had always been their most sacred place, and it was still the same now. Except for the Shiring Apostles, who they regarded as civilization teachers because of their extremely advanced technology and understanding of the origin of the universe, and the brother race of Kepru, who had experienced the catastrophe of the galaxy together and created a new home together, the Proteus race still did not allow any foreign race to board their Holy Mothership. Even the soldiers of the Free Kingdom of Gotark, who were currently regarded as temporary allies of the Federation, could only stay at the docking area between the Holy Mothership and the Queen's flagship. Further ahead was the forbidden area.
… Doesn't it sound really cool?
However, the True God's Heroic Spirits, the violent gang with the largest origin, the most complicated composition, the strongest background, and the worst organization and discipline in history, had now become the most helpless group of guys for all the Proteus people.
We all know that the Proteus people have a lot of ancient and mysterious beliefs. This race with extremely advanced technology also walked the path of religious beliefs at the same time. If I could, I even wanted to ridicule it as the path of cosmic cultivation. Therefore, the exploration and worship of the origin of the world and the laws of the universe was naturally one of the things that the Proteus people paid attention to. They tried to integrate themselves with the truth of the universe through spiritual training and come into contact with the secrets of the origin of all things. It seemed that the results were good. Being able to master basic psionic energy by relying on spiritual power was a good example.
At present, there was an obvious proposition: The Heroic Spirits of Jingle, also known as the World Guardian, were the security guards of the origin of the world.
Do you know how conflicted the Proteos on the Light of Aiur are right now? The Heroic Spirits who represent the power of the origin of the world and serve the true truth of the universe may not have a clear position in the Proteos' religious system, but the latter's feelings for them are very important. This is just like how a Christian who believes in God would be helpless when facing a group of angels who barge into their house to eat and drink. The angels' job titles are there for all to see. Once the fetish for the race's holy relics collides with the reverence for the origin of the world, it's really not that easy to resolve.
And …
"One more! Sasaki! Another one! I can't lose to a woman in terms of alcohol tolerance! The boss bet more than 100 yuan on you! "
"Hahaha! This King is the strongest! Be it combat strength or alcohol strength! "
And since when did I get mixed up with this group of people?
Hey, hey, hey! Is this a space battleship? You're still in mission mode, right? You guys all know that we're on the march, right? Which bastard was the one who started this extravagant banquet that seemed to be held before the great villain's demise?
"Well, Ah Jun, just let them be." The big sister sat on the ground like everyone else, leaning on my arm in a daze. "These Heroic Spirits are used to it in Avalon. You need to adjust your emotions too. Don't be too nervous about the rebel army … Pandora, Visca, kids can't drink!"
Since the big sister said so, then so be it. But as the saying goes, don't expose people's shortcomings and don't hit them in the face. Big sister, don't provoke these two little lolis who haven't grown up for hundreds of thousands of years. I dare say that anyone here who can breathe can hold their alcohol better than you …
Other than the big sister, Pandora, and me, there were also Artoria, Sasaki, Cuchulin, and the other Heroic Spirits that he jokingly called the "Heroic Spirit Labor Group". Yup, there were also a few that I didn't recognize. They should be the other Heroic Spirits that Cuchulin and the others knew in private. Usually, these Heroic Spirits were used to it in Avalon. After completing a mission or finishing a battle, they would immediately call their friends and eat to their heart's content. Looking at them now, I also indirectly understood the daily lives of these so-called Jingle Guards. It felt similar to Liangshan …
Sasaki and Jin Pika were having a drinking competition. Jin Pika was good at drinking, while Jin Pika also had an astonishing amount of alcohol, which I didn't expect. On the other hand, Red A was bragging to Cuchulin. One of them was good at fishing, while the other was good at cooking. They had earned the reputation of being the golden partners in the Avalon Seafood Club. When they had nothing to do, they would get together and chat. They were a pair of good friends with great potential. Sister R was also a person who liked to drink, but with her quiet personality, she would enter a state of silence when there were many people around. Now, she was hiding in a corner in a daze. Next to her was her precious PxP. Midea, who wasn't in a good mood because her husband wasn't by her side, was sitting with her. A thin black wire dangled from her ear. Only then did I realize that the two of them were listening to music together. Was the PxP connected to an earpiece? This strangely harmonious scene must be taken as a souvenir!
Due to the presence of Pandora and her sister, in order to avoid a tragedy, Hercules sat in the furthest seat directly opposite me. He was chatting with a few heroic spirits that I didn't know, but I heard that they were also from the Mythological Era. Without exception, these heroic spirits were all burly men similar to Hercules. Another thing they had in common was that they were all very smart and lowered their bodies. The resentful gazes of Pandora and her sister were too stressful.
Err, after talking for so long, I seem to have forgotten someone …
Well, although I don't want to ruin someone's image, the ahoge that was constantly shaking poking out from behind the large pile of plates and cups was my king.
Sandora wasn't here. If she was here, Artoria wouldn't have the chance to be drowned by the plates no matter what!
As for Shallow Shallow, who never lacked a sense of presence, she wasn't here. Since ten minutes ago, she announced that she was going to someone else's place for a meal, she hadn't returned. Who knew which unlucky heroic spirit she was harming now. Hopefully, she was really just going to get a meal …
"Speaking of which, are the few who were injured today alright now?"
I asked casually, but I couldn't help but look at Jin Pika. She was the one who suffered the most injuries today. She had single-handedly killed a third of the total number of enemies that all the other heroic spirits had killed. In the end, she had even used her Obedient Sword to forcefully resist the combined attack of a hundred Star River Gates. At that time, her entire armor had been shattered, and she was covered in blood like a watering can. Although I personally treated her later, it had only been a few hours, but she was already as lively as a dragon and as lively as a tiger. She could even compete with Sasaki in drinking. Wasn't her recovery ability a little too ridiculous?
"These are just minor injuries. They're nothing to me!" Jin Pika generously waved her hand, and her shining golden armor looked as if it had just been polished and waxed. This idiot was truly full of vigor at all times. I wondered who the fellow who was hanging onto my arm and couldn't even stand straight was.
Just as I was thinking about this, I suddenly felt something moving in front of my chest. I lowered my head and saw Ding Dang poking her head out from my collar. Her little head was looking around. I immediately understood what was going on with this bunch of Heroic Spirits' savage recovery abilities.
… Their greatest backer was right here.
As expected, the little one had poked her head out to proudly announce this matter. "With Jingle here, as long as the heroic spirits aren't sent back to the World Tree, they can completely recover within three hours!"
Jingle's secret technique? Really? Group Holy Healing Technique!
I was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred from the little thing's ferocious divine attribute aura. The little thing, on the other hand, simply walked back and forth curiously on my arm. She clicked her tongue in wonder at the lively scene around her, and then — just like how it often happened in the past, she slipped and fell with a scream.
But this time, something that had never happened before happened: she directly fell into a jar of alcohol.
And with just a few flops, the little one was directly suffocated by the strong smell of alcohol and sank straight to the bottom.
"Jingle!"
"My Lord!"
"Lord God!"
“Oh，my god！”
"Dragonfly … Kacha! Boom! "
Even though I was busy, I still took the time to glance at Cuchulin, who was always sent flying and had no memory. Then, I hurriedly reached out to scoop up the little one who had already sunk to the bottom. Bubbles were bubbling in the wine jar. Every bubble represented how much alcohol Jingle had gulped down. The surrounding heroic spirits were so anxious that their feet were sweating. No matter what, she was their current source of life. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that this little one's every move would make the heroic spirits tremble. Of course, this was excluding Cuchulin, who had been sent flying, and our King, who was submerged in a pile of plates, who was still munching on the table.
Fortunately, it didn't take long before I fished out Jingle, who was covered in the fragrance of alcohol. The little one was drenched and curled up into a comma in my palm. Every flap of her wings gave off a strong fragrance of fifty years of alcohol. In a daze, she hugged my thumb and rubbed against it. Then, the little one said, "Haha, Sister Goddess, Jingle is really full …"
Oh no, she was completely drunk.
"Ah Jun, I feel that … the situation around us isn't right."
The elder sister poked my arm and said with a dazed look in her eyes. Only then did I notice that her expression wasn't right. I turned pale with fright. "Sister, did you drink too much alcohol?"
"No, I know that I can't hold my liquor." The elder sister blushed as she leaned on my shoulder. Her voice was already low, "The smell here is so strong …"
Just the smell of alcohol and you're already in a daze?
"But boss, the situation around us doesn't seem right." Sasaki had already stood up. He looked around and said solemnly, "The ground, seems to be shaking …"
"Ah Jun! Ah Jun, Ah Jun! "Shallow Shallow's voice suddenly came from afar, shouting all the way." What are these horses! "
I looked in the direction that Shallow Shallow was running from and was instantly frightened by the scene behind her. Then, I looked at the Drunken Goddess in my hand, who was covered in the fragrance of fifty years of alcohol and had completely curled up into a full stop. Finally, I shouted at the top of my voice that would forever be remembered by the heroic spirits, "Everyone, hurry up and run!! Jingle is drunk!! "
Thus, thousands of troops rushed forward and the ground shook.
It didn't matter if you were a king, a general, or a god, no matter how arrogant the heroic spirits were, when faced with a drunk Goddess, they could only piss their pants in fear. When the overwhelming life force engulfed the entire Holy Mothership, even the golden pickup truck could only shout "Oh my god!" and run with us.
"Chen, what happened?! That's very rude! " Saber's voice suddenly came from behind me. Things happened too suddenly, and I was completely surrounded by the mountain of plates that I had created. The girl named Artoria was one of the few who didn't know what was going on. She had half a drumstick in her mouth and a salad plate in one hand. My king was half-suspended in the air because of me. It must have been difficult for her to not forget her food in such a critical situation. She could still maintain an elegant posture while chewing on a drumstick in mid-air, and it didn't affect her speech at all. Just how ruthless was her multi-tasking ability?
"If you have the time to turn around and look behind you … F * ck! There's another one in front!! "
Following my cry of surprise, the heroic spirits who had nowhere else to run also started to shout one after another.
"We're surrounded!"
"Reinforcements! Where are the reinforcements?! They've cut off the main road! "
"Hey! I, Zhao Zilong of Changshan, am here, who dares … who dares to take me down! "
"In the name of the Sun King! Attack from the west! "
"The enemy is in the power furnace … Wah!"
"Sparta!!"
"Lord! What's going on!? " An unknown Einherjar was holding a greatsword in his hand, but he had no idea what to do with it. Cuchulin, who was next to him, sneered, "Save it, Paladin. This is what our master did!"
As soon as he said that, the unlucky spearman was caught off guard by a vine that suddenly darted over. He didn't even have the time to raise his spear before Cuchulin was wrapped up like a dumpling by the vines that covered the sky.
That was still good. There were still two more that were swallowed by the man-eating flowers. Although they wouldn't die, I reckoned that they wouldn't be able to smell them when they came out.
"Damn it … How dare a mere plant offend this king!" Golden Sparkle, who was also forced to this place, was already a little drunk. At this moment, she was even more dizzy from anger. Using the advantage of her petite body, Jill dodged the nearest vines and jumped into the air. Instantly, she saw plastic ducks and teddy bears everywhere — she still had stock? "Go! King's Wealth … Ah? Why didn't it work … "
The overwhelming number of toys disappeared in a flash. Before Golden Sparkle could react, he was tightly tied up in the next second. His hands were tied behind his back as he dangled above everyone's head.
Unfortunately, this girl was too flat. No matter how much I tied her up, she didn't feel anything … Speaking of which, what was I thinking?
"Heroic spirits still want to attack their own master?" Seeing that the surrounding heroic spirits were almost completely wiped out, I stuffed Jingle into my pocket. "You guys wait, I can attack these vines … Pandora, put away the battleship cannon. This is our ship!"
"Ah Jun! Use this! " Shallow Shallow suddenly took out a divine weapon from her personal space and poured it all over the ground. "This won't damage the ship!"
… This girl carries a gasoline saw with her everywhere! Did my Shallow Shallow use her ability frequently recently and turn into some kind of terrifying creature?
"Wahaha, Big Brother, this is fun!" Visca bent down to pick up the gasoline saw that was way too large for her body. She turned into a chainsaw loli and charged forward while screaming. By the time I reacted, Pandora, Shallow Shallow and even my elder sister, who was still not completely sober, had already turned into chainsaw demons and started to cut through the vines and man-eating flowers that Jingle had spawned. The entire scene looked like a Texas chainsaw murderer.
All in all, about thirty minutes later ….
"Hey, Ah Jun, Ah Jun, how long are we going to hang here?"
"Let's wait for Jingle to sober up …"
"Hehe, Ah Jun, don't move around, it's itchy …"
"There's no helping it, we're tied together … Err, Shallow Shallow, can you be uncomfortable? This … Rubbing against her is making me angry. "
The girl who was tied to me in my arms kept squirming because she couldn't stay still, causing me to feel like I was on fire. Fortunately, a voice suddenly came from behind me and calmed me down. "Cough cough, Ah Jun, Big Sister is watching you guys from behind."
It seemed that at least one of them had sobered up.
Looking around, it was a gloomy scene. Ancient emperors, heroes, and all sorts of things were tied up. Although there was Mother Shinning, who was like a washboard that couldn't be tied up, there was also Sister R, who had all sorts of pleasing strength — — I tried my best not to look at Uncle B who was twenty meters away.
From the looks of it, it was already not bad for the few of us to be tied up like dumplings.
I really had free time … It couldn't be helped, the Heroic Spirits had all fainted from the divine power of the vines. Even Mother Shinning, who was full of energy and had been cursing for a long time, only managed to last ten minutes longer than the others. Apart from letting my imagination run wild, I couldn't find anything else to do.
"Big Brother, Stupid Big Sister is grabbing my hair!"
"I want to tear the vines apart."
Just as I calmed down, my sisters, who were tied up together, started making a ruckus again. Don't be fooled by the fact that they were tied up by the vines that possessed divine power and were astonishingly tough. A hundred thousand horsepower was still a hundred thousand horsepower. Pandora and Visca still had the time to have a small fight. Forget it, I'll just treat it as a Yuri movie. Two identical lolis tightly bound and entangled together. You see, it's quite a relief to imagine it.
How should I start? Should I start from the moment Dingdang fell into a wine jar and got drunk? Or should I start from the moment a bunch of Heroic Spirits were hung on the vines that covered a third of the Holy Mother Ship? Or should I start from the moment 5 interstellar alloy chainsaws broke on the small green vines? Why do I feel that today is such a tragedy? A bunch of the empire's upper echelons and the entire Heroic Spirit Army were actually taken down by a drunken Goddess?
These vines were simply heaven-defying. Not only that, they were actually Divine Creatures. It was impossible to deal with them using conventional methods. Of course, if we were to use our ultimate skills, we would still be able to burn these vines, but Jingle would definitely be injured. After thinking about it, since we had nothing to do, we might as well find joy in the midst of suffering and hang them for a while. We could just treat it as a rare life experience.
The bitter victory celebration ended in a five-hour long mass hanging activity. The only thing worth celebrating was that Jingle didn't sleep for three to five hundred years according to the Protoss's habits. When the little one crawled out of my pocket in a daze, I was so excited that I was about to cry — Shallow Shallow, this brat's tossing and turning is really infuriating, but she doesn't seem to understand it at all!
"Hey? Everyone is having so much fun! "
That was the first thing that Jingle said when she woke up. I almost wanted to stuff her into a bottle and turn her into a Goddess can. This idiot, you really don't have any responsibilities after sleeping, right?!
"Huh? Does it have anything to do with Jingle? " Facing the combined resentment of my sister and me, the little one could only knock her head foolishly while looking at the Heroic Spirits in the square who were stretching their muscles or covered in Man-eating Flower mucus. "Ahahaha, Jingle was drunk at that time and didn't know at all!"
Just like that, we managed to fool them?
"Don't worry, everything that happened today will be treated as top secret," Zeratul appeared out of nowhere. This Protoss hero really didn't have any standards in comforting people. His words made the surrounding Heroic Spirits cry. "The fleet has already left the hyperspace state and is currently 70 million kilometers away from Planet Jedas. We have received communication from the First Exploration Unit and they have discovered traces of Archbishop Liliana …"
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