Mio came out of the dungeon and met three other little lolita who were waiting for her in the battle hall.

"Luo, Ying, Yue, have you passed the level too?"

Ying: "Yeah, Uncle Lan is so powerful. He doesn't even use weapons to fight monsters!"

Yue: "But I don't know why he doesn't walk well..."

Luo: "He looks tired when he fights monsters... The three of us keep using magical star bombs to help him consume it."

"Let's go and change your job!" Mio couldn't figure out the strange scene.

On the other hand, Rebecca also met with Kagalina and the others.

"Let's go, hurry up and change your job. There are not many flowers left." Rebecca said hurriedly and walked into the elevator.

"Please wait!" Calina grabbed Rebecca's hand.

Rebecca turned around, her eyes full of bad intentions.

"Don't move, it'll be fine for a while." Kagalina laughed and reached out to Rebecca's hair, making her think her hair was messy.

"Thank you for your hard work." Kagalina smiled and retracted her hand.

"A prank?" Rebecca felt something was pinned on her hair. She reached out and touched it, soft and thin as a cicada's wing.

It is the flower of magic.

Rebecca was stunned for a moment and muttered, "It's better to give me money."

Then he pulled Calgarina into the elevator. While rising, he couldn't help but touch the flowers decorated on his head.

Standing in front of professional mentor Grantis, Cagalina seemed a little hesitant. Normally, as a saint, choosing the evangelist who best suits her identity is the most correct choice.

The optional "Teater" reminds her of the former presiding judge in the church dungeon.

The body, covered in scars and emitting strong demonic energy, still did not give up on its belief in the God of Light.

Rebecca had chosen her career, and as she slapped her hands on her nose to perform prayer rituals, the holy wings of light unfolded from behind her.

The prayer ended, the light wings dissipated, and she opened her eyes and saw that Kagalina seemed to be in trouble in choosing.

"Rebecca, have you ever heard the demon praying?"

"Are you kidding..." Rebecca thought of the fallen man captured by the presiding judge and the church army a few days ago, and felt a sense of disgust in her heart for no reason.

He hurt too many people, and Rebecca was responsible for the injuries of many church troops. This devilish man suddenly appeared and caused so many troubles for himself. It was so annoying!

"I am trapped in darkness and my heart is towards light. I feel the pure power of faith from that person."

"No, no, no, this is a wrong speech. The body and mind are one. Isn't killing someone with compassion? So the demons deserve to die! Also, when did you sneak to meet the devil fallen person?"

Demons deserve to die. They have received this kind of education since childhood. Even in their only contact, Rebecca feels that it is an extremely evil existence.

Kagalina didn't say anything anymore, she made her own choice.

...

The 100 fruits rewarded by the event were soon distributed, and Dean put the remaining 300 fruits on the shelves with 10 magic crystals, and each person was limited to one purchase.

Considering the purchasing power of mainstream warriors, Dean can only set the price at a lower price. Even so, many people still think it is expensive and only sold a few of them in a long time.

Dean scoffed at this. If it weren't for the purchase restriction strategy, these fruits would have been hyped up by scalpers to sky-high prices.

He asked Mo Zhu to upload the comics to the stickers, and used official comics to make up for the lack of plot tasks and make the warriors feel a sense of belonging. This was what Dean thought about in the morning.

"Is it okay to have black and white? I haven't thought about the name..." Mo Zhu sorted out the drawing and asked with some anxiety.

This comic book is about to be released in her name, which is why she is nervous, and she still feels that she is not perfect enough and has some flaws.

"Don't force full color for now. There is no such condition. As for the name of the comic...it's called "The Will of the Warriors." Dean decided to respect the original work. (There is a comic called "The Will of the Warriors", which is very good.)

In this way, Mo Zhu pressed the upload with great anxiety, and posted the plot of the great will to the Dragon King betrayal of the Twelve Apostles online.

Mo Zhu doesn't even feel like painting now, and she keeps sliding the light screen to refresh the content, hoping someone will reply.

Torture should be used to describe her mood at this moment.

Fortunately, this state did not last long.

bite--

[You have a new reply]

"Here you come!" Mo Zhu's eyes lit up, and his fingers slid and quickly refreshed the reply.

The inheritor of the giant tree: "It's very well painted, it's pink!"

"Ah! Is this what Dean said good comments? It's great!" Mo Zhu was so excited that she danced and almost threw the flower vine in her hand out.

"What are you happy about? Where is Dean?" Mo Mei just came back after seeing the princess from the palace. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Mo Zhu going crazy.

"Did you see the post I posted? My comics actually received good reviews!" Mo Zhu's noise woke Crowlia up who was sleeping.

"Let me see." Mo Mei skillfully opened Hua Teng and found the only two posts on the homepage.

One post was posted by a user with the nickname Paladin, and the other was posted by the nickname painter Mo Zhu, and it was also topped off.

She skipped dozens of long pictures directly. She had seen these comic contents on Mo Zhu long ago, and the progress was much faster than the part uploaded online.

Not only that, she also often asked Mo Zhu to tell her what she will be about. Strictly counting, she should be the first to urge the party to update.

"It's really a good review... But isn't the nickname of the giant tree inheritor Dean?" Mo Mei discovered the details that Mo Zhu ignored.

"Bang—" There was a dull collision sound behind him.

Mo Mei turned around and saw that Mo Zhu had lost her dream and fell on the table unconscious.

bite--

Another new reply.

Mo Zhu was instantly full of vitality and got up to refresh the new content. When the page slides to the bottom, she suddenly didn't dare to read it.

"It's not Dean again..." She was entangled, her eyelids dared not open.

Although she knew Dean was encouraging her, Mo Zhu wanted to be recognized by others.

"Don't worry, it's not Dean." Crowlia took care of her clothes and hair, came to Mo Zhu's side, and said yawning.

There was a bottle of milk on the table, and Crowlia knew it was Dean prepared for her.

Hearing Crowlia's prompt, Mo Zhu slowly opened her eyes, and the glimmer of light emitted from the light screen entered her field of view.

Mio Car Drift: "The author's drawing is very good! Is there any next one?"

The artist Mo Zhu replied: "Continue to update the next episode tomorrow, please stay tuned! Bookmark this post in the upper right corner!"

"Sauce..." Mo Zhu pulled Hua Teng and felt that she had sublimated her whole body.

"Congratulations, I have gained a hungry urginger." Crowlia said, then she looked at Mo Mei:

"What's wrong with Caterina asking you to find Dean?"
Chapter completed!