Charlotte and Devany glanced at each other, and looked together into the deep tunnel where the wind gusted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Is that what it is...... Who's that?"

"Master Heywood!" Charlotte loudly interrupted Devonne's somewhat rude words, and leaned closer to the princess's ear, and in the latter's disgusted and evasive expression, she secretly explained, "Be careful!

As a disciple of Zoe, the Lord of Construction, Devany had naturally heard of Lu Sien's name. She first widened her pale golden eyes in surprise, and then looked Charlotte up and down a few times in confusion. Obviously, the quick-witted princess was suspicious of Charlotte's words, 'I am barely his disciple'.

The thought of facing the legendary mad lich next made Charlotte feel a dull pain in her head. But fortunately, as a disciple of Zoe, Devine can barely be regarded as an insider. Charlotte's identity as the reincarnation of Lust is not a secret from Zoe at all.

"It's complicated. Charlotte didn't want to explain too much, "Anyway, let's go down and have a look." Although Lord Heywood should have no ill will towards me, please have more respect for me, Miss, otherwise I will not be sure to keep you. ”

"Shall I say thank you?" Devany ended the conversation gracefully, but Vivien, who was following closely behind the two, could see the curiosity in the eyes of the princess of the stars.

Several people walked into the dark passage in turn, and Vivien empathetically unleashed the trick of light. In the soft white light, you can see the abstract murals on the mottled stone walls through the dark passages.

To say abstract is still an implicit statement, if you really want to comment unceremoniously based on the truth......

"It's as ridiculous as a three-year-old ghost's graffiti!" said the artist Devany, who was clearly trained in the art of the elves and left Charlotte's advice behind.

"But there's a lot of information in it. Charlotte pointed to one of the murals, where a dozen or so little people were writing at their desks, and another slightly larger stickman was holding a whip hanging from the river.

In the next mural, there are only two small stickmen left, each with jet-black ink in their hands, and the big stickman stands to the side, as if watching their battle.

The murals progressed step by step, and when they reached the depths of the dark tunnel, the two villains turned into big stickmen, and they stood behind the stickman who looked like a teacher at the beginning. A simple dark cloud is drawn in ink above, and a large-scale stickman stands in the clouds.

Devany blinked her pale golden eyes in understanding, "Those two little people are ...... Rus-En and Her Majesty Alini?"

"I don't know. Charlotte shrugged, "But there's a good chance the mural depicts them and Lord Heywood." In other words, it's the epic of the Lost Age - an all-out war between mages and gods!"

Tycklin, who had been sulking with his head down, finally couldn't help but be curious, and he turned back in embarrassment, deliberately keeping a straight face to show 'I'm angry'.

"What is that? What is that? What Lus-en and Eleni? What is it, Your Majesty, why can't I understand what you are saying?"

"That's because you're unheard!" Charlotte stomped on her foot unceremoniously, and he was still angry.

"Because you're just a dwarf!" Devany, who seems to be elegant but has a bad personality, adds an attack. Although she and Teklin were childhood friends, the elves and dwarves looked down on each other.

Elves think dwarves are sloppy and stubborn, while dwarves think elves are contrived and equally stubborn.

"Because you don't learn and don't know how to learn!" of course, such a good thing is indispensable to Lolita.

"Because you're a pervert!" the final attack came from El.

With every word they spoke, Teklin's face turned ugly, and he looked at Vivien, who had not spoken at the end, as if he wanted to find comfort in the mage lady.

Vivien hesitated for a moment, but after all, she couldn't bear to strike more, but smiled comfortingly and echoed, "That's right!"

As everyone knows, this kind of performance made Teklin really desperate, he opened his mouth, and his face turned red with anger, "That's enough! You guys are engaging in personal attacks! You are engaging in racial discrimination!"

No one heeds his anger, Charlotte and Daphne discuss the lost era, while Vivien and Lolita listen with relish.

"But, damn!" Teklin kicked the stone wall angrily, and the dwarf with amazing brute strength made the entire dark passage tremble.

Dust fell from the dome, peeling stone shells fell from the walls, a small hole was missing in the stone wall that Tecklin had kicked in, and a mesh crack about 2 centimeters wide had ruined several frescoes.

A thin layer of black-gray dust was covered with several people, and the beauty-loving women used their magic powers to clean their clothes. Especially Daphne, the proud elven princess is about to go crazy when she stares at her.

Knowing what was going on, Teklin ran with his feet, his stubby legs swinging like a whirlwind, and God knows how the dwarf, who was running out of strength, had surpassed his limits.

"Count you running fast!" Devonie, who didn't plan to chase it deliberately, snorted coldly, but she had already secretly recorded this hatred in her heart.

Princess Qunxing has never been a broad-minded lady, on the contrary, she is a life-chasing ranger who must repay her flaws.

However, there was no need for Devonne's revenge, and suddenly Teklin's wail came from the depths of the tunnels, and the voice was terrible and terrifying, almost hysterical like seeing a child who was a murderer. A crumbling wail echoed through the tunnels, and the dwarf, who had been at odds with his companions a moment ago, was now asking Charlotte for help.

"Brother Xia and Charlotte!

Now is not the time to get angry, Charlotte and Devany glanced at each other, and rushed into the depths of the tunnel.

After about a few tens of meters, the tragic situation of Teklin was vividly remembered. I saw that this dwarf, who was still full of anger just now, was now firmly restrained by the entangled white bones of the forest, and beside him, a tall and thin mysterious man in a black robe was staring at him from under the hood, and the mysterious man stretched out his right hand, revealing a rotten mottled loose skin from under the robe.

Teklin looked at the other man's outstretched right hand, his whole face turning green, and he struggled to tilt his head back, but the dwarf with his amazing brute strength was now helpless with the white bones that held him firmly.

"Lusen, your friend is not friendly enough. A dry and unsubdued voice came from under the hood of the black-robed man, "Maybe I need to teach him what it means to cherish art." ”

Devonie burst out laughing, the princess with extraordinary artistic achievements obviously did not agree with the art of the black robe's mouth.

"Oh, the haughty elf seems to think my words are funny?" the black-robed man turned his head to glare at Daphne, and under the hood, the sunken eyes that shimmered with blue soul fire looked extra penetrating, "I thought that the cold Aleni was unbearable enough now, but I didn't expect the even more unbearable woman to be here." ”

The black-robed man said, pointing his outstretched right hand at Daphne.