It's another day full of loads!

Every time she sees the bustling market of Port Loren, and the endless flow of people outside the trading registry in the center of the market, Lolita feels from the bottom of her heart that it is great to be able to build a city of her own.

It is worth mentioning that the port of Loren is not a port in the traditional sense. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIt is not an isolated trading island, nor is it a port city on any continent, nor is it a hub city of inland rivers.

So what exactly is it?

To be precise, Port Loren is an open city built on a half-plane.

The so-called half-plane is the fragment of the world that has not yet been completely formed in the operation of the multiverse, or has died halfway. Powerful mages can use these fragments to expand and build mage towers there, creating their own realms. And the gods will also use the more perfect half-plane to build their own kingdom of God as their last holy place.

To put it bluntly, the half-plane is the last private realm of the powerhouses, and it is also their inviolable sanctuary.

However, unlike ordinary mages who cherish and protect the privacy of their own half-planes, Lolita not only opens up her own half-plane in all aspects, but also builds it into a well-known multiverse trade city.

The mage tower with extraordinary power supports the protection system of this half-plane, it can provide enough protective energy according to the owner's intentions, so that it can be protected from the invasion of the outside world, the transparent shield is a semicircle shrouded in this plane of the world, the sun hanging high in the sky is an artificial sun designed by Lolita himself, it will cruise according to the established trajectory every day, bringing enough light to this world.

Port Loren is located in the middle of this half-plane, and it is surrounded by mountains on three sides and an artificial sea on one side. The fantasy city of steel is shrouded in greenery and blue waves, and when it comes to the environment, Port Loren is like a dream wonderland.

Here, humans, drows, beholders, spirit-suckers, undead, dwarves, demons, and even dragons ...... All the races you can imagine come together. They travel from various worlds across the multiverse to this wondrous city through specific coordinates, trading unique resources from each world in exchange for the resources or items they need.

Because it is a mysterious port built in the half-plane, most of the customers who come here to trade have a level of strength or higher, and most of the items they bring are of extraordinary value. For this reason, the half-dimensional city called Port Loren is actually an upscale place for information exchange and trade transactions for the fine.

You can guess how much value this city has.

In the beginning, it wasn't that no one had the idea of the city, but ......

A legendary eye demon with a huge head and one eye, suspended in the air by the force field, glanced at the troublemaker who was escorted by a tall golem at the trading registry, and the huge single eye showed a humane look at the idiot.

It was a man with curved horns and a bony tail, but with a human appearance, no doubt a demon.

Neither world in the multiverse is very friendly to the Demons, after all, the Demons are a race formed by the Abyss King who infused the humans with evil and chaotic demonic blood. Their lives must be confronted by the chaotic power in their bloodline, and in most cases, the demon descendants cannot resist the hostility of the rest of the races and the evil power from the bloodline to degenerate into an abyssal race, and only a few people with strong minds and bad luck can achieve something.

Ah, of course, the most famous of them all is the demon hunter Neham.

Obviously, the demon was probably getting tired of queuing, and the guy who was going to make a fuss about it to get special care was quickly retributed. The towering mage tower in the middle of the city emitted a beam of light that illuminated him, and the self-proclaimed creature of extraordinary abilities was quickly weakened and escorted into the mage tower by the Golem Legion.

The Legendary Eye Demon mourned for him for a second in his heart, and then continued his great business of queuing.

What an idiot!" thought the Eye Demon.

Once upon a time, it is said that a certain guy organized an army to attack Port Loren in order to claim the city's heaps of wealth for himself.

However, the fellow and his legion were soon in tatters, as he discovered in despair that the enemy he faced was not as weak as he seemed. Not only is the lord Lolita a legend herself, but she has also recruited the Soul Seat, the Eye of Time, the Mages of the Magic Empire of Erosa, and the most mysterious of all.

It's sad!

The Legendary Eye Demon observed a second of silence for the fool who dared to attack Port Loren, and then fell into a boundless resentment towards the man.

It had a right to resent the bastard, and if it weren't for him, Port Loren might have maintained its original barter style, and would not have been forced to pledge goods for special gold coins as it was today, and would have to be siphoned off a hefty tax by the vampire city lord.

But when he thought of the demon who was destined to end miserably, the mood of the Eye Demon improved again, and the so-called no comparison would not hurt, and the Eye Demon couldn't help but sigh once again about the versatility of this philosophy.

Inside the tower, valuable collections from all races show the wealth of the owner.

Armor forged by blast furnace dwarves glitters on shelves, famous paintings painted by forest elves fill the corridors, and reliefs carved by the Beholders are unique...... Collections from all races of the multiverse make the Tower smell of copper like a burst of riches.

The Demon Descendant who was escorted into the tower by the golem was completely ruined, and in his opinion, the tower looked like a core mage tower that supported the operation of the half-plane, and it was almost like the mansion of an upstart who became rich overnight after robbing a dragon's lair.

If it weren't for the constant stream of mages around him, he couldn't have imagined that this was the last sacred place for a legendary mage.

Most of those mages are spellcasters from various worlds in the multiverse, they may have angered their enemies, or the world is in turmoil, and only a few are Lolita's apprentices. But even so, the people who are able to move freely through this tower have one identity, and that is the members of the Loren Workshop.

After all, the city lord Lolita is not a philanthropist, but rather she is a miser mage in the true sense of the word.

Soon, the Demon Spawn met the true master of this half-plane, the lord of Loren Tower, Lolita.

Completely inconsistent with the imaginary image of an old woman with her teeth out, the woman sitting behind the square coffee table with Erlang's legs crossed looks like she is only in her twenties.

She wore strange silk short sleeves and ultra-short leather pants that made it easy to move, and the short sleeves were embroidered with a big boyish smiley face, which looked as dazzling as if she was mocking the Demon Descendants. When she herself laughs, she will show her little tiger teeth that make people feel bright.

It's so cool to dress up! What a heart-warming smile!

The Demon Descendant looked at this woman who was in a bright mood, and the mood that was originally uneasy because of being escorted instantly calmed down. He saw the golem bow and retreat, slowly leaving the lavishly decorated reception room, and subconsciously smiled at the Lord of the Tower, who seemed to be very open, and thought he was very charming.

"O beautiful Lord of the Tower, forgive me for not being able to praise your beauty in any words, and I feel that even the exhaustion of all the good words in the world would be too pale for you. ”

Lolita scoffed, waving her hand nonchalantly, "Come on, Mr. Demon." After all, not everyone is Neham, and I don't expect you to have a good education. If you can probably say those words of praise, you're almost racking your mushy brain!"

Take back the previous words!

The woman in front of her is not an open-minded and easily flirtatious hungry woman at all, on the contrary, this guy's personality is simply extremely bad!

For a moment, Mr. Demon didn't know how to answer.

"Look at you, it's just a joke, you don't know what to do?" Lolita plucked out her delicate ears boringly, looking like a female assassin on an adventurous party.

"It's really boring! I have the same virtue as my foolish husband! If my teacher were here, he would probably complain without hesitation, 'You troublemaker from the land of Lori, I really shouldn't have taken you as an apprentice in the first place, probably let you live with the blast furnace and the hammer for a lifetime, and you can make some contributions to human society more or less, lest you, a guy who is addicted to money and can't extricate himself, take revenge on society' or something like that!"

The meaning of this sentence is...... Could it be that the female mage who looks like MAN in front of her is actually a shaking M!?

"Well, my fault! to have the foolish expectation that you might bring me some joy is as unreliable as the delusion of the venerable old duke of Erosa that his descendants will inherit the glory of knighthood. After all, the martial arts of the dignified knight king Claudine have become funny illustrations on the bookshelf, and the coffin board of the legendary knight who is splashing and rolling is almost unpressable! Up to now, except for a few old guys and those immortals, the rest of them have almost forgotten that Erosa was actually a knight country!"

"Ahh

The Demon Spawn stammered. This guy is not only bad, full of nonsense, greedy, but also simply inhumane! Why should the treasure I have obtained from all my life and death adventures be handed over to you like this, is it a black shop?

"You greedy devil!" spit out the words that made him regret it for the rest of his life, "Wearing a scantily revealing YD slut!Believe it or not, Lao Tzu X turns you! Sell you to the kiln of the abyss to make RBQ for everyone to ride on the Quasai demons!"

The uneducated Demon Spawn spat out the filthiest of words, and he flew into a rage, only then did he realize that he had done something stupid.

Lolita smiled and showed her tiger teeth, and she stretched out her hands and clapped loudly, not at all annoyed.

The Demon Spawn breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but think, could it be that the Lord of the Tower in front of him was really a shaking M?

"What an extraordinary courage! I was almost moved to tears by you! You have to be glad that I am a kind businessman, but ......" Lolita fakely rubbed the non-existent tears in the corners of her eyes, and she shouted towards the door on the side of the reception room, "Leonard, are you deaf? The old lady is going to be sold to the abyss as an RBQ, you honest man is going to watch his wife being quatted ten thousand times!"

"That's a sad ......," the door opened, and an honest man with medium and long yellow hair strode out of the room in a wide black robe, "I mean the quasai demons of the abyss. ”

Lolita naturally stepped forward and grabbed the honest man's hand, and then twisted the soft flesh of his waist with her other hand!

"What are you talking about! It's really annoying, and I don't know how to comfort the scared people, big villain! People are going to beat you to death with their little fists!"

The honest man's face twisted into a ball of sadness, "I think I may have died of heart failure from the pain in my lower back before you picked up the hammer and struck me to death." ”

With that, the honest man stepped forward and gently patted the stunned demon on the shoulder, "Follow me." ”

The demon was confused for a while, and followed the honest man through the inner door, bypassed several corridors, walked to a laboratory with various specimens, and lay on a cold, bloodstained iron bed, and saw the honest man put on rubber gloves and took out a complete set of cold surgical equipment.

"Y-What do you want to do?" asked the demon who didn't have a very bright brain.

"Anatomy. The honest man replied succinctly.

Wait!Solution, dissection!?

Is this what an honest man can do!!

Throughout the afternoon, the demons who had been kept awake by the spell cast by the honest man let out a miserable scream that penetrated people-

As night approached, the inside of his body was shriveled by the demonic purse that had been seen all over the place, and with that playful twist and stitching up of the wound, he lay down in front of the thinning mage tower like a salted fish. His eyes were glazed, and his whole person showed a loveless expression like a broken RBQ.

A group of people appeared in front of the mage tower in a burst of light, led by an intellectual woman with long straight black hair and a black robe, and a young man in a slender samurai suit with short pale blonde hair.

The beautiful woman glanced down at the salted fish-like Demon, and her excellent hearing allowed her to hear the Demon's dull murmur.

"Honest people do solid things......"

The meaning is unknown!

The long, straight-haired royal sister tilted her head and thought for a while, then took out a gold coin from her arms and put it in the hands of the demon descendants. Then she walked side by side with the youth around the Demon Descendants, leading a group of mages embroidered with the six-pointed star pupil symbol on their chests into the tower.

In the voice of a young mage, 'Teacher, isn't our secret ritual known as the number one theft and terror spell organization in the multiverse?', the Demon Spawn clenched the gold coin in his hand tightly, looking up at the afterglow of the setting sun and bursting into tears.

"Angels......"