(The next Zhou Qiang pushes, it will explode if it doesn’t explode. Oh, why can’t I write it out in the past two days? The chapter name is very bad, Shi San knows it himself, it’s hard to name it, I’m not a title party, forget it, everyone ignore it, haha)

(The most important thing is that there are nearly 300 highlights this week. Please post, don’t waste it.)

"Hu..." Ge Zheng let out a sigh: "This platform is really not short!"

"Hahaha..." There was another burst of hilariousness below, and even Doru couldn't help laughing. The people gathered here were all civilians, and the nobles disdained to participate in such activities, so no one knew Ge Zheng.

Rafilo was flickering with his face: "May I ask, what are you doing here?" Ge Zheng pointed at the quasi-artifacts and said: "You have a lot of knives. I just missed a knife for peeling potatoes at home. You have so many, and I can't use it anyway. Give me one."

Rafilo was furious. This was a "miracle" in the Temple of Odin of Light. This fool actually wanted to take it back and peel the potato skin!

Although it is just a quasi-artifact, there are twelve exactly the same quasi-artifacts, which have never appeared on the continent. This is not a miracle, and what else can be considered a miracle?

"No!" Rafilo yelled, wishing to pull the fool up and throw it away thirty circles in the air. Ge Zheng seemed to be frightened by him and said timidly: "If you don't give me, don't give me. I really don't know what you want to do so much. Do you have twelve people in your family peeling potato skins?"

"Hahaha..." There was another burst of hilariousness below, and Rafilo's handsome face turned red: "Dad boy, I think you were you trying to make trouble! This is a quasi-artifact, do you understand the quasi-artifact?"

"Quarantine artifact?" Ge Zheng looked at the twelve short swords in surprise: "Do you think this is a quasi-diamond artifact?" Rafilo said proudly: "Of course! In the star refining world, no existence has done this except for my god who has descended such miracles."

Ge Zheng nodded as if he had just figured it out: "I understand... If they are really quasi-artifacts, it would be a truly amazing miracle."

"What do you mean?" Rafilo asked. Ge Zheng groped on his body for a while, and took out a short sword: "This is a small knife that I borrowed from Aunt Mary's house next door. I think it's no different from your quasi-artifact..."

Ge Zheng had indeed had a short sword in his hand, which was about the same length as the twelve ones, but it was much worse than the appearance. It was dull and inconspicuous, and it really looked like a tool to peel potatoes.

He said this, undoubtedly an insult to Rafilo and even the Lord Odin. The handsome blonde man was furious and grabbed Ge Zheng: "If you insult my god, I must make you pay the price..." Ge Zheng slipped out like a loach-Rafilo was good-looking, and Ge Zheng would not have slipped away so easily, but Rafilo did not take Ge Zheng seriously from the beginning, so this catch was naturally useless.

"How do you know what I said is wrong?" Ge Zheng said quickly, "If you don't believe it, let's try it!" After Ge Zheng avoided his catch, Rafilo realized that something was wrong. With Ge Zheng's skills, he didn't have to climb onto the stage so hard.

When he heard Ge Zheng say he wanted to test, his first reaction was: This man was a dead soldier, trying to die, trying to defile my miracle! He was looking for an excuse to refuse, and Ge Zheng was approaching: "What, don't you dare?"

Rafilo was still hesitating, and some people below were already making excuses: "Do you say it is a quasi-artifact, but a quasi-artifact? Don't you dare to test it..."

The real quasi-art artifact that was identified by the Temple of Light itself, and the twelve quasi-art artifacts that are exactly the same can be called a miracle.

But because they are "miracles", they naturally won't get an appraisal from organizations like the Adventurers Union, and there are no other appraisal certificates. The people below coaxed together, and it is really difficult to deal with Rafilo. If they don't agree, the good situation created by all the effort may be wasted.

Rafilo gritted his teeth and said that being defiled by the quasi-artifact may not be a bad thing, and it can allow everyone to see the despicable behavior of the Dark Temple.

"Okay, just test it!"

Ge Zheng smiled and held his "potato knife" and came to the twelve quasi-art artifacts. He pointed with his fingers and asked the people in the audience: "Which one do you think you will choose for the experiment?"

The people below started to cheer and shouted, and everyone else was shouting. Rafilo's face turned pale: This guy pretended to be a fool, but he was smarter than anyone else. When he asked this, the miracle of the dignified Odin Temple became the rotten vegetable leaves in the vegetable market, and he could choose whatever he wanted. But he couldn't come forward to stop it. Rafilo felt that someone was constantly blowing into his chest, and he was about to burst!

"Okay, that's all." Ge Zheng pointed to a quasi-magic weapon, and the potato knife in his hand fell like lightning, and a dinging sound...

Dangdang!

The two pieces of the broken sword fell down. The "potato knife" in Ge Zheng's hand was in two halves, and the quasi-artifact on the tray was in two halves - they died together!

The scene was silent in an instant. Although the audience below watched a happy one, no one really doubted the authenticity of the twelve quasi-artifacts. After all, it is impossible to use defective counterfeits in the Temple of Light.

But unexpectedly, the quasi-artifact was cut off - it was cut off by a "potato knife". Rafilo, Doru, Gronia, Dinola, and thousands of residents of Obama were all shocked.

"Look, I'll just say it's no different from a knife that peels potatoes..." Ge Zheng spread his hands. Rafilo's eyes turned red and he roared heart-wrenchingly: "You ruined the miracle, I'm going to kill you!" How could Ge Zheng give him a chance? He turned around and jumped into the crowd. More than a dozen people subconsciously caught Ge Zhengan with all their skills - they had not yet awakened from the shock they had just now.

Two figures snatched them out, and the sword was shining. Dinola roared angrily: "Hey, I'm not moral, I want to fight to find me!" Gronia's snake stick head had changed from a poisonous snake to an illusory head of a general with red feathers on top. This was her highest-level war spirit. As soon as she showed her head, she exuded a fierce murderous aura, forcing Rafilo to retreat.

"You Odin Temple is too despicable. You actually use this to deceive believers!" Gronia said loudly.

As soon as Rafilo retreated, Dinola's sword light rolled over. Rafilo pulled out a bright stinging sword from his sleeve. While resisting Dinola's attack, he said voicelessly: "You Dark Temple is so despicable, it actually ruined our miracle..."

Before the people below came to their senses, they immediately felt deceived when Gronia called out. The crowd was in high spirits. Everyone rushed to the high platform of the Temple of Odin, and tens of thousands of people took action together. In a short while, the platform was completely removed.

"Hey, ah..." The platform collapsed with a bang. Doru had no ability to leap for more than ten meters. As soon as the platform collapsed, he also fell down. Gronia's coachman lost last night, and now there was still some dredging around his eyes. Seeing Doru suffer, he immediately applauded and laughed.
Chapter completed!