Seeing that the two men grew up and did not speak, Ariston, the **** of war, became anxious and threw a punch.

"Are you in a hurry? What the God of War said, that's what the God of Forging must have. It's just to see who of you can seize this opportunity."

"I'm not afraid to tell you, under my brother's hands, an old man who is about to enter the earth can be rejuvenated and can obtain the ability that I envy. This is my brother's Temple of the Lord of Light."

"If there is a **** of forging in this world, then my brother's Temple of the Lord of Light is the only soil where the **** of forging is born."

Ares, the **** of war, does not have the appearance of a main **** at all now, and frantically attracts believers to Qin Yichen's Temple of the Lord of Light.

Now Ares, the **** of war, is very concerned about Qin Yichen's Temple of the Lord of Light, because he knows that everything is possible in the Temple of the Lord of Light.

And now to improve the strength of the Temple of the Lord of Light, there will always be a moment when it will be fed back to the Temple of the God of War.

Even if he can't feed back, he believes that with Qin Yichen's generosity, he will not let the Temple of the Battle God suffer.

Under the condition that the big goal of conquering Zeus remains unchanged, both of them are grasshoppers on the same rope.

Right now, it is obvious that Qin Yichen's Temple of the Lord of Light is more suitable to win the hearts of these people.

Qin Yichen coughed lightly, his eyes swept over the two of them, and then turned to the hot magma behind them, thinking for a while.

Ares, the **** of war, was not in a hurry, and looked at Qin Yichen with certainty, waiting for him to show himself how to recruit believers.

After a long time, Qin Yichen shook his head suddenly.

"The **** of forging does not exist now. As far as I know, among the twelve main gods, their subordinate gods, and the wild gods, there is no forging **** who is only proficient in forging skills, but not good at fighting."

The two bowed their heads, the **** of forging does not exist, as they imagined, the **** of forging is just a beautiful lie.

"Thank you Lord of Light for telling me, I will naturally understand that this thought is false."

Qin Yichen lightly raised his head to look at the peak of the city, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"It's true that there is no God of Forging today, but I believe that I will be able to see the God of Forging in a short time."

"He doesn't exist now, it doesn't mean he doesn't exist in the future. In your body, I saw the opportunity for the appearance of the God of Forging."

"As long as you go on unswervingly, some of you must have such a reputation. I am waiting for you to give me such a surprise."

After speaking calmly, Qin Yichen had a faint smile on his face, and his face was clearly full of expectations.

Ares, the **** of war, scratched his head.

"I don't know about forging, are you sure they can do it?"

Qin Yichen smiled casually.

"Those who have light in their hearts are themselves light, so why should they seek the light of others?"

"I saw the shadow of the **** of forging in these people. What if there is no **** of forging? Let them try their best to create a **** of forging. This is not more interesting than watching those wild gods care about their status, isn't it?"

Qin Yichen's words made the two of them dumbfounded.

Especially Qin Yichen's firm and confident voice gave them great confidence.

Whether they believe it or not will not be mentioned for the time being. Even the Lord of Light believes that they can do it. What reason do they have for not believing it?

The two knelt on the ground with a thud.

"I will definitely do my best to live up to the high expectations of the Lord of Light!"

Qin Yichen smiled lightly. "Well, I will make a deal with you, give me a hundred of the most powerful blacksmiths here, and I will take them to Olympus. One is to provide you with a chance to see God, and the other is to take them to Olympus. in the sanctuary of my Lord of Light

, it is convenient for me to impart some forging experience, and the third reason is because the battle is about to break out in Olympus, and you have more opportunities to forge. "

"Teaching these hundred people is my reward for hiring them. What do you think?"

"By the way, this is something I forged, you can take a look at it before you consider it."

Saying that, Qin Yichen threw a thousand receivers directly.

This thing was originally used by Matt, but now Matt can't use it. It's better to show it to these people.

The two were holding the thousand receivers, and they saw that this long box was unremarkable.

But after a closer look, the two were immediately stunned.

Strictly fit, there is no gap at all. The precision of the forging alone amazes the two of them.

As Qin Yichen stretched out his hand and slapped, the thousand receivers suddenly turned into a long sword. With another slap, the long sword turned into a pair of metal wings. Driven by the power of faith, the wings slowly fluttered.

There is no need for Qin Yichen to say more, the two of them are afraid of missing this huge opportunity, one of them said to Qin Yichen.

"Master Light, please wait here, half a moment! After half a moment, I will bring you all the people, you can choose!"

The two acted separately, and the city built on the magma suddenly became noisy and boiling.

After waiting for the two to leave, Ares, the **** of war, slammed into Qin Yichen's shoulder.

"You're good boy, you have conquered people's hearts so quickly."

Qin Yichen just shook his head helplessly.

"Sometimes, it's not that they are not strong enough, but that they can't see hope. Since they can't see hope themselves, why don't I give them hope."

Ares, the **** of war, stared at Qin Yichen for a long time with a wicked smile.

"That's right, brother, I believe what you said. By the way, do you have any named positions in the Temple of the Lord of Light? Leave one for me."

Qin Yichen glanced at Ares, the **** of war, with malicious intent.

"Yes, I just happen to be short of someone to wash the clothes for the believers."

Ares, the **** of war, hugged Qin Yichen fiercely, but scratched Qin Yichen's armpit.

"You bastard, I will tell you the business!"

"I'll give you a name!"

After Qin Yichen begged for mercy and gave Ares, the God of War, the position of the God of War, the God of War Ares released Qin Yichen.

After the noise, the faces of both of them were a little gloomy.

Qin Yichen took a peek at Ares, the **** of war.

"Are you really ready?"

When Ares, the God of War, wanted a position, he made up his mind that no matter what the Temple of the God of War was, he would stand with Qin Yichen and deal with Zeus' signal.

Ares, the **** of war, grinned suddenly.

"That's natural. I think your teachings are very good. Everyone can become a light, and everyone can become the lord of the gods. Why don't I let my brother who is more considerate of believers take this position?"

"At least my brother can govern the world better."

When Ares, the **** of war, spoke, there was a certain brilliance in his eyes.

In the past three years, he has seen too much. Originally under the rule of Olympus, because of the inheritance of blood, the dead star field is now bursting with vitality.

The believers in the Temple of the Lord of Light are like the hand that stirs the stagnant water, instilling great vitality into the mortals in the star field. In three years, those lifeless people no longer exist, replaced by those who are full of hope and work hard for the future, believers of the Lord of Light.