“It’s time for dinner now.”

Lin Tian whispered, and his whole body disappeared on the Dragon God-level battle cruiser.

In the capital of mankind, he was wearing sunglasses and changing into a white shirt. He found a stall, ordered a few dishes, and ordered another bottle of ice wine, and then started eating and drinking alone.

"It would be too lonely to eat alone. Why not be able to accompany you."

Just as Lin Tian picked up the bottle, a man with short blue hair appeared in front of Lin Tian and sat down on his own.

"My clone? You can come here too?" Lin Tian looked at the other party and said with a smile.

"Yes, here we come. After all, it's you, my body and the master recognized by the Order Artifact." When he said this, the blue-haired boy smiled bitterly: "I'm really unwilling to give up. The time of freedom is so short."

"Is that true?" Lin Tian replied, and with a slight movement of his mind, he discovered that the current state of the God of Order clone was not good.

Although he has mastered the body left by Lin Tian, ​​the energy fluctuations in his body are strong but not stable. He is like a 16th-century sailboat filled with barrels. He can detonate if he is not careful and blow himself to pieces.

"As time goes by, my condition will get worse and worse, so I can't hold on for long." The God of Order said: "After the matter is resolved, hurry back to the Earth plane. Only in that plane can I return to the depths of your soul smoothly."

"Spokesman."

At this time, Order and the God of Games interjected: "You have to think about it. If you plan to solve your clone once and for all, you can make a decision now."

"What do you mean?" Lin Tian asked.

"Just find an excuse not to go back to the Earth plane."

"Don't go back?" Lin Tian was stunned: "Will he resist?"

"I'm suppressing it. With his current state, he can't resist it, but in the end, you have the final say. My spokesperson, do you need your clone?"

"My clone..." Lin Tian glanced at the God of Order who was sitting in front of him and eating a local pastry. He blinked and gently raised his lips: "Although you guy, you have tried to seize my dominance over your body several times, and are also quite dissatisfied with my judgments several times."

"But, I'm still willing to cooperate with you."

"Continue to cooperate...you..." The God of Order stopped eating and drinking. He stared at Lin Tian with wide eyes and nodded slightly: "Maybe he is a guy who can trust."

"I already know what the consequences will be after taking your body." The God of Order licked his lips and said lightly: "For my life in the future, for my continued existence, my friend, I will do my best to protect your soul."

"Then, please give me a message."

Lin Tian stretched out his right hand.

"Yes." The clone of the God of Order also stretched out his arms, holding the two hands that looked almost identical together, holding them tightly.

"Paipa."

In the shop, an amateur photographer opened the shutter and took pictures of this historic moment of Lin Tian and the God of Order below.

However, looking at the two men in the color photos who can be called bright and charming, holding each other tightly, how could they look a bit passionate and feel inside?

"It looks so good, you two, please wait."

As soon as the photographer looked at the photo, a man with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek ran over and looked at Lin Tian with a smile: "Hello, two handsome men. I am from Duoguan Activity Culture Co., Ltd. I don't know if you can do it. Come to our company to try a shot?"

"Cultural company?"

"It's an intermediary." Lin Tian chuckled, and at the same time released the hand that was tightly clenched with the God of Order.

"This...hehehe, this is my business card." The man hit Lin Tian's words, but the man did not retreat. He ran over with a smile and handed Lin Tian the business card.

Lin Tian shook his head: "I have no interest in the entertainment industry, so you should ask Gao Ming for another one."

"Boss, it's time to check out." Lin Tian said, and stood up.

"This, this... you are too disrespectful." The intermediary of the cultural company turned black and he was a little angry, staring at Lin Tian's face: "What a pity for such a good little face, you don't need to make money!"

"Okay, Xiao Zhao, everyone has their own ambitions, so don't continue talking."

Behind the vulgar man, a thin but tall hook-nosed man walked over.

"Mr. Wan, look, isn't it a pity for me to those two?"

"Not mentioning their appearance, just their temperament is nothing in a thousand." The intermediary man looked at people without saying anything. He soon discovered the extraordinaryness of Lin Tian and the clone of the God of Order.

He has temperament but is eating in a small shop again, which means that he is likely not a big shot.

what does that mean?

This means... the two people in front of them have a high chance of being civilians. I think it is true that the real dignitaries and nobles are now at the busiest moments, so how could they run to the small shop in the food street to eat snacks and drink ice wine?

"Are you just letting them go like this? I'm a little unwilling to accept it."

"I heard that a big man in the Order God Cult likes the saying of such a young man with good temperament."

"Hmm?" Mr. Wan suddenly shook his body and turned to look at the vulgar man: "Where did you hear this news?"

"It's my brother-in-law, he...he's one of the people in the Order God Cult."

"Is that true?" Mr. Wan smiled evilly: "It seems that we can use this line. I think the people from the Black Wolf Society really hope to get online with the Order God Cult."

Not far away, Lin Tian, ​​who changed into a high-end restaurant, moved his ears slightly, and showed a surprised expression: "Damn, no, when is there such a gay man here?"

"And, there are people who are targeting me, really... I don't know how to live or die."

Lin Tian pulled the corner of his mouth, called the waiter, and added a few more dishes.

At the same time, with the death of the giant black turtle, the demon clan stopped the offensives from all over the place, and many earth monsters became uncertain about their own power for the first time...

"The door to space has been opened."

"Is that true? Then can we go back to the God Realm?"

In the demon territory, the male and female sages also noticed the strange changes brought about by the great changes in the world, and they began to whisper and talk: "I'm afraid it's not easy."

"It's not easy? Tell me, you are a teacher in the space department, why is it not easy? Is this space gate fake?"

The Banshee asked quickly, "Tell me quickly."

"I still can't open the space channel to the divine realm, even if I just pass a piece of message, which means that the space barrier has not actually weakened. The space gate was probably established by other opportunities."

Speaking of this, the male demon saint continued, "And, I just felt that the giant black turtle was dead."

"What! The giant black turtle...is it dead?" The Banshee Saint was shocked and almost choked.

"How is this possible? This is impossible. The giant black turtle has been strengthened by our own hands. Moreover, it is born with a strange nature. How could it be killed by humans? Even if the two of us take action together, we can only hurt it severely."

"He is indeed dead." The male demon saint said anxiously: "The situation is getting out of control. I am afraid that the variables generated by the space door opened this time will cause us great trouble."

"The giant black turtle is really dead, what should we do? Surrender?" The Banshee Saint was panicked and planned to leave her nest. On the contrary, the male Demon Saint was still a little calmer and reached out to grab her companion's shoulders to calm her down.

"The situation may not be that bad, and if a true god-level figure really descends on this wilderness, where can we escape?"

"On the contrary, if we show our abilities, we will have a chance to survive." The male demon saint said this, and a surging demon power was emitted from his hand, reaching the sky, sending a message that he wanted millions of demons, tens of thousands of big monsters, and thousands of earth demons to join together to become a bargaining chip for negotiations between him and his opponents.

After all, this battle was not like the battlefields of the gods in another world from the beginning. It is not impossible to separate one from one to the death. As long as you can compromise with each other, it is not impossible to coexist.

It’s a pity that these two demon saints don’t know that the person they want to negotiate is being hunted by the gods in the gods. How could they not let go of their demigods, gods of order and game, like the gods with masters!
Chapter completed!