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 Benaya was really too brave.
 He is only twenty-four years old, and his appearance is not good. But it fights like a winged lion, with dexterity and swiftness.
 His figure leaped swiftly on the ground, crushing the ground with only the force of his physical body. He swung the bronze sword less than one arm long in his hand, and the blade was rolled up and down by a terrifying wind pressure.
 The magic sword of the hurricane continued to tear the flame demon into pieces. Its body is constantly being rebuilt, getting smaller every time...but it never completely disappears.
 This is a fairly common type of "demon". Some demon believers who worship the **** of Baal will summon and control this kind of demon.
 ...But even so, the size of this flame demon is too big, right?
 Benaya frowned.
 A flame demon of average size is just a living flame when it is stretched to death. But this one is actually more than two meters high...
 Binaya continued to walk around the fire in the middle of the camp, and had already picked up or chopped most of the firewood in the fire. But in the center of the flame demon's body, there is still a most critical firewood flowing back and forth in the body, making it impossible for Binaya to smash it accurately, and can only attack continuously to weaken its volume.
 The atmosphere hummed nervously, and the incoming flames were constantly shattered by the sword. And the weapon in his hand was also burnt red.
 Because the battle between the two of them was too fierce, the people around them tried several times and still couldn't get close. Solomon, who fell at the feet of the flame demon, was about to be trampled by the flame demon several times, but he was lucky to be avoided by the flame demon every time.
 But because the position was too dangerous, neither Benaiah nor anyone else could rush in to rescue Solomon.
 They can only spread out and prepare to block them around. If the flame demon intends to escape, it may ignite the surrounding oasis and cause a big fire, and the hard-won clean water outside the city will also be polluted and lost
 However, the more these people looked at the dark flame, the more familiar it seemed.
 They all thought of the scene where Adonija burned the handyman who was possessed by a demon last night. My heart suddenly jumped.
 "The color of this fire..."
 "...Really. I also feel a bit like..."
 People looked at each other, not knowing what to say. He just looked at Adonija with a complex expression.
 "This is the flame of Baal—"
 An old and angry voice sounded from the crowd: "Who did it?! Who dares to stand in front of the city of Jerusalem! Worship the pagan demon gods under God's gaze!"
 The crowd slowly separated, and the old priest with a livid face walked tremblingly from a distance, leaning on a wooden stick.
 The old man's name was Zadok, the only priest in their line. He was also the one who treated Adonija's wounds before.
 Although Priest Zadok was yelling "Who did it?", since he appeared from the crowd, he has been staring at Adonijah fiercely.
 Zadok thinks he has seen it all.
 Originally, Zadok was very dissatisfied with Adonijah who had to find another priest to heal him after he received his own treatment—this is equivalent to Adonijah bluntly saying that Abiathar, who was less than forty years old, had better medical skills than himself. Much better.
 They are all priests of Israel, how could there be a gap between them?
 But if it is said that Adonijah and Abiathar are both Demon God believers, everything can be explained clearly...
 "Adonijah, your brother Solomon has been attacked by demons!"
 Zadok poked the ground with his stick angrily, and yelled at Adonijah, "Where is the magic spell you used yesterday? Take it out now! Save your brother!"
 Adonija remained silent on the spot, motionless with his hand on the sword at his waist.
 ...and he couldn't move either.
 In fact, the "divine spell" he used yesterday was indeed a demon spell released by the power of the flame demon. He smeared part of the flame demon's body with oil on his sword, and then just ordered it to explode the small piece.
 Now... where did he get his fire? Get **** from that fiery demon you fought with Benaya?
 Too much to say, so much to do, so many mistakes to do——I haven't figured out what happened, so Adonija can only remain silent and motionless.
 Sadhu's eyes became more and more indifferent.
 There are only two kinds of supernatural powers in this world, demon spells and divine spells. Divine magic is a miracle bestowed by a **** far away in another world. It does not require any price, and only a qualified person can use it by calling the name of the god.
 And this kind of qualification can generally be passed on through blood. People with this noble bloodline will become priests or kings.
 From this comes the power of the priests.
 As the son of King David, Adonijah naturally has the power to use divine magic. But now that Solomon is in danger, he does not use magic to rescue him...
 That probably means that his belief has already belonged to a certain demon god.
 Magic is different from divine art. It is a limited power bestowed by the demon god, a false miracle of "low people".
 The so-called demon gods are fallen gods. They lost most of their power in exchange for the same personality, desires and appearance as humans.
 But because of this, they began to become harmful to people—they began to seek the continuation of themselves and the luxury of life, and did not continue to give power to the priest family unconditionally, but only helped people because they were happy or had the same interests.
 Priests usually don't believe in gods, and only ordinary people who don't know the truth believe in gods.
 The power bestowed by the gods and the priest's interpretation of the will of the gods are the basis for the priests to maintain their status, and they are also the tools for the king to rule the people.
 The demon **** with humanity and wisdom is undoubtedly the destruction of this primitive order—for example, Egypt in the south of Israel has long been reduced to a country completely ruled by the demon god.
 "Speak, Adonijah!"
 Priest Zadok frowned and glared at the silent Adonijah: "Well, if you don't speak, then keep your mouth shut! When we return to Jerusalem, I want you and me to meet King David! "
 Even so, Sadhu did not dare to say the word "worship of demon gods" in front of people.
 That is some kind of taboo, but also some kind of fear.
 He could only use words that only Adonijah understood, and snapped: "King David can't protect you for the mistakes you have committed!"
 Although Solomon didn't know what Zadok was thinking, but after the priest Zadok questioned Adonijah, but Adonijah didn't respond, the surrounding atmosphere began to change.
 People began to look at Adonija with strange eyes. They talked a lot, and their eyes were full of suspicion.
 — Adonijah. You're already dead.
 Solomon lay weakly on the ground, looking at Adonijah silently, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
 When these people return to the city, the rumor that "Adonijah is a demon worshiper" will spread further.
 The thinking of crowds is extremely simple, and the more uncivilized, the more so. The more unsubstantiated the assertion, the more convinced they were. And they can be cranky and aggressive due to their sheer numbers.
 This aggressiveness is reflected in the deterioration and diffusion speed of public opinion.
 In this era without public opinion control, once rumors take shape, they will be unstoppable like a torrent of water
 And what Solomon has to do is to constantly adjust the direction of public opinion so that the spearhead is always aimed at his enemies. An angry people would be a sharp knife enough for Solomon to cut through the rotting thorns before him.
 Regardless of whether it is his elder brother Adonijah, another brother or sister, or the marshal and priest...
 Now that it's clear, Israel has no God. Then even the priest Solomon feared the most was just a mortal.
 It's just a battle with people...
 Solomon, who was lying on the ground, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and gave Adonija a weird smile.
 — I hear you despise the power of the masses?
 Adonijah, who was pretending to be looking around, happened to meet Solomon's eyes. Seeing the weird smile on the corner of Solomon's mouth, he froze in place.
 His left hand was burnt and scorched, but he didn't moan. The gazes staring at him were full of contempt and pity - that kind of Solomon was really far from the cowardly, pessimistic and indecisive younger brother in his impression.
 ...Is he still Solomon?
 Adonijah felt a chill run down his spine.
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 “To us four thousand years from now: 
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 Zhou Hexuan returned to the era of the Republic of China. 
 He couldn’t lead troops to fight, he didn’t understand science and technology, and he didn’t like to be in politics or business, so what else could he do? Alas, copy books and poems to mess around. 
 Who would have thought that just copying it would become a great writer, and the turbulent current situation pushed Zhou Hexuan forward. 
 Some people worship him, some people hate him, and some people want to kill him, and they want to get rid of him.
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 Inside Fengtian Hall. 
 Zhu Yuanzhang, Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, held a banquet in honor of the courtiers. 
 The courtiers toasted each other and congratulated each other on the New Year. 
 The ministers who were celebrating the New Year were suddenly interrupted by a shocking "rumbling" sound! 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: "Jiang Wei, go and find out what's going on!" 
 Jiang Wei: "Your Majesty. The palace gate has been smashed to pieces!" 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: "What does it mean to be broken to pieces? To be broken to pieces by what?" 
 Jiang Wei: "Artillery! The door was shattered by one blast from the artillery!" 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: "So bold. Dare to bombard the palace gate of my Ming Dynasty!" 
 Jiang Wei: "He said his name is Zhu... Xiongying!" 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: "Hero, do you want to rebel?" 
 Zhu Xiongying: "No." 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: "Do you want the position of grandson?" 
 Zhu Xiongying: "No." 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: "Then what do you want?" 
 Zhu Xiongying: "I want to be the Supreme Emperor!" 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: "Pfft..."
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 The first time they met, all the other noble women scurried away in an attempt to distance themselves from him as much as possible. Only Ye Huaiyang remained rooted to the spot, unable to tear her gaze away from Chu Jinglan.
 The third time they met, he threatened to take her life away; and yet, she fearlessly shifted herself closer to him; easily succeeding in planting a kiss fully on his lips before sighing in satisfaction – she is now happy; and can die without regrets.
 The fifth time they met, the two of them were forced to hide in the bookshelf. Grabbing the opportunity to cop a feel, she managed to tease him till he felt as though his entire body was ablazed.
 Subsequently, the two of them were finally wed to each other. He wanted to overthrow the Emperor and claim his rightful place, so she accompanied him on his treacherous journey without complaint, diligently removing every obstacle in his way. And when the critical moment finally arrived, Ye Huaiyang set in place the biggest trap she had ever set in her entire life; and bravely marched to her solitary death.
 Chu Jinglan, who had always been calm and restrained, angrily grabbed hold of her – “What did you take me for? Did you think you could just decide to stop teasing me so abruptly after all you’ve done?”
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 His Majesty Li Zhi, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and Empress Wu, known as the "Two Saints of the Tian Family", took place in the first year of Xianheng (AD 670) among the royal family, descendants, nobles, aristocratic families, famous families, High-ranking officials, distinguished celebrities, officials from poor families, ordinary scholars, country squires, wealthy businessmen, ordinary businessmen, and even traffickers and pawns, three religions and nine schools, etc., there are power disputes, interest disputes, love and hatred, and love and hatred between different classes and strata. Right and wrong, scheming, killing methods, military formations, bloody battles, bear warriors, iron-armored tigers... 
 The notorious and elusive royal guard is Si Yamen. 
 A vicious and cruel mysterious killer organization. 
 The men in black, the swordsmen and the cavalry, clamored from east to west and rushed from north to south. 
 But the elite "Ten Thousand Riders" disappeared after hearing their name. 
 Even the thousand-year-old dispute between the "explicit door" and the "hidden door"... 
 At the same time, it also created flesh-and-blood chivalrous heroes and capable ministers such as Di Renjie, Qin Zheng, Qin Su, Qin Xiao, Qin Dong, Xiao Fengwu, Sima Feiying, Sima Zhaixing, and Sima Kongling!
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 Mu Jin grew up in modern times and had been an outstanding person who helped the grandmother to cross the road since childhood.
 When she opened her eyes again, she had become the cross-dressing villain boss of the novel she had just finished reading. Her name was Mu Jinwen and she was the malicious and feminine fake eunuch of the great Yan Kingdom. Yet after transmigrating, she bound a qualified supporting character development who ordered her to protect the main characters as she completed her role to maintain the stability of the world.
 Mu Jin: Are you okay? 
 System: Do not collapse your villain persona.
 And so Mu Jin worked hard to carry her villainous business, while carefully protecting the male and female protagonists from getting themselves killed, and soon felt she had become schizophrenic.
 System: [Plague broke out in the west. Please go solve it as soon as possible or the male lead will lose too many hairs.] Mu Jin: …? 
 System: [The second male lead is dying. Please give him CPR.] Mu Jin: …? 
 System: [The skirt of the heroine was torn by the vicious female character. Please fix it for her…] Mu Jing: Stop! Stop for a second! Are you sure you’re not a nanny system?
 She tried her best to be the villain the plot needed but when did all these people start looking at her with trusting and distressed eyes? And she didn’t know whether she had become too serious with her protecting role, the other characters seemed to have some misunderstandings about her and the heroine…
 Male lead: You need to see her vanity for what it really is and realize I am the only one who can satisfy you. 
 Second male lead: (cold and jealous of the original heroine, sad and caring for her) 
 Male N: It doesn’t matter if you like her. When you need it, remember that I am here. 
 Male N2: She is not worthy. 
 Original heroine: (blushes and steals glances) 
 Mu Jin: … 
 Mu Jin: I collapsed.
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 The world is like a chess piece, and people are like chess pieces. 
 The intrigues and deceit in the court, the love and hatred in the rivers and lakes, and the joys and sorrows in the market are nothing more than chess pieces, intertwined on the chessboard, and bursting with sparks. 
 During the Zhaohong period, it was widely rumored that there were princes coveting the dragon throne in the Golden Palace. The emperor summoned the princes of various princes to study in Beijing, but they were actually hostages. 
 As the prince of Su Wang, Xu Buling should have been cautious in his words and deeds and 'hid his shortcomings and tainted himself' under the emperor's feet. 
 The result... 
 The crowd: "Prince Xu is both virtuous and talented, and he is indeed 'if he doesn't make a sound, he will be amazing'." 
 Xu Buling: "I'm not, don't talk nonsense." 
 The crowd: "Prince Xu has a plan that is perfect, and he has the talent to pacify the world." 
 Xu Buling: "I don't, shut up." 
 The crowd: "Prince Xu is a capable minister in governing the world, and a capable minister in troubled times..." 
 Xu Buling: "You TM..." 
 ———— 
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 Nan Yuan, a cultivator in “Quick Transmigration: The Big Brother Is Crazy Again”, abducted a mythical beast to help her travel through the three thousand worlds and collect the power of faith.
 Nan Yuan, who has always only killed but not saved, has since changed her mind and become a good person.
 Unfortunately, it’s hard to be a good person. The little freak who was raised as a son turned into a big boss in the demon domain, and wanted to keep her in captivity?
 A cheap husband who is afraid of a woman in the late stage of autism is suddenly not afraid that her daughter will not be autistic, and is madly pestering her to give birth to a baby?
 Even picking up a dead object at random can turn it into a handsome man lying on the bed, trying to be responsible?
 Later, Nan Yuan didn’t want to raise anything, and only fought with the male protagonist.
 As a result, the male protagonist, he, is also crazy. …Nan Yuan’s face was expressionless: “Big brother, the aura on your body is so familiar that it is annoying.”
 Big brother calmly said: “My world is for you. You, give it to me.”
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 Before she met the system, Bai Yu always thought that she was a girl who was incomparably innocent who can’t understand.
 After encountering the system, she dragged the sour and tired body day and night, greeting the system and the man for a thousand lives and 10,000 times.
 – The final conclusion is that the body is fragile, and it need to be cherished.
 This is a story of being crushed by one male after another.
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 This is a time of great powers: The vast Persia, Sparta that is founded by force, Athens with its trade and business, Thebes the rising star, The ambitious Macedonia, The twin heroes of the Western Mediterranean, The rising Rome and so on.
 This is an era of brilliant stars: Agesilaus II – the last king of Sparta, Epaminondas – the Rising General of Thebes, Philip II – the founder of Macedonian hegemon, Dionysius – the tyrant of Syracuse, Camillus – the Roman dictator and savior…
 This is an era of contention among a hundred schools of thought: Plato – the great philosopher, Antisthenes – founder of cynicism, Pythagoras – school of number, Democritus – the encyclopedia scholar, Hippocrates – the father of western medicine, Aristophanes – the great dramatist…
 What will the hero bring to the world when he comes to this age as a humble mercenary through rebirth?
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 Nan Xun encountered a mythical beast that could take her to different worlds. She helped the mythical beast collect merit points. After collecting enough, she can go back and change the outcome of her death.
 But now, now she regrets, regrets till her insides are turning green. Your mother, those merit points are collected from the scum villain with a blackening value of 100 and an evil value of 100 ah! She only wanted to purify the souls of those scummy bosses. Fu** she didn’t want them to fall in love with her ah ah ah!
 Pervert number 1 eats people! Pervert number 2 is an evil ghost! Pervert number 3….
 After Nan Xun realized they were all the same person, she closed her eyes and pretended to be dead.
 The evil, charming, crazy Boss-sama gave her an evil smile: “Baby, weren’t you going to purify my soul? Come here.”
 Nan Xun: “The evil we bring on ourselves are the hardest to bear, I really want to die, ah, what to do!”
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 The soldiers of the Second German Empire struggled with all their strength in the long trenches. The arrogant High Seas Fleet was tightly trapped in Wilhelmshaven and decayed day by day. The American Empire showed its sharp fangs and prepared to pounce on the tired old continent, suffering a humiliating defeat. and eternal destruction seemed to be coming to the land of Prussia. Major Herschmann, who was possessed by an Eastern soul from later generations, was confident: "Now is the time to give birth to the Third Reich. This time it will exist for a thousand years!"... Luo Luo's book club: 431301049
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