When reality becomes history, when history becomes legend, nothing happens to be what it is. Needless to say, such high-end and high-grade topics can only be handed down in the form of legends. Guns and ground shopping, not a fake friendly game, as soon as the two sides make a move, it is a map cannon-style killing move, lest the other party die not happy enough.

With the intention of killing the enemy as soon as possible, this glorious war at the level of the law is also unstoppable, not to mention the battle until the sky falls apart, and the actual situation is definitely not much better.

In such a terrifying zone like a natural disaster, everything has to be prepared to pay the price of their lives if they are nearby, not to mention that the witnesses of such an earth-shattering battle are easily regarded by the warring parties as potential enemies who are ready to take advantage of it, and it is only reasonable to take the time to kill them. It is said that before the outbreak of the war, there were two slightly smaller landmasses around the main continent, which together were not much smaller than the main continent...... May they rest in peace soon!

Just ask, even watching a scene has to take the high-risk activity of one's life, who dares to expect that this war between the Demon Card Master and the Aragami can be accurately recorded and handed down? That's whimsical!

The ancient civilizations that were lucky enough to escape finally settled down, and most of the reminiscences of the past were to use some vague words such as said, probably, and probably, to describe the natural disasters that had occurred. The only people who can tell the story clearly are those who witnessed the war, but Aragami pounced on the streets, and the magic card master also pounced, and the matter became a headless public case.

"Why do I have a subtle sense of déjà vu?"

Luo Zhengdao, who wanted to complain at the moment, and didn't know where to vomit, couldn't help but roll his eyes, and muttered and complained in his mouth, there are too many mysterious and unknown things in the new world for him, if it weren't for the threat of the curse of the desolate gods, I really can't wait to leave these messy things behind and think about nothing, and live a quiet life for a few days.

"Your Majesty, what are you thinking?"

Hearing the words of the attendant officer beside him, Luo Zhengdao gathered away his divergent thinking, and said with a smile:

"I'm thinking that we can't come for nothing, what specialties do you have in this place, remember to buy more before leaving, we have to subsidize the travel expenses, and the national finances are also very difficult!"

"Ahh Yes, His Majesty the King. ”

The attendant was speechless when he heard this, so he had to accept it, saying that with Luo Zhengdao's rich net worth today, he definitely didn't care about the meager difference between buying low and selling special products high, but people had to find something for themselves to disperse. attention, otherwise his mind is full of things such as world consciousness, magic card masters, arajin, demons and devils, and his life is really unpleasant.

The monastic is a secret society of the academic type, and it is also a violent and energetic social organization. The members of the hermit are either worm mages or lichs, as well as other undead creatures of the legal system, so what kind of good kind of magic association can such an evil sect have? It's not a terrorist, it's a reserve for terrorists!

This time, the hermit will run all the way from the main continent to the land of demon whispers in the sea of blood, no matter how you look at it, it will not be specifically to find a place to cool off, not to mention that the Elven Federation does not wait to see this group of professional-level dangerous elements, lest they poke some leaks in their own land, God knows what kind of big deeds these guys of the hermit will do quietly.

If you put this matter aside in the old world, suppose you know that the bearded man next door to your house is chattering with bottles and cans in the house every day, specializing in some high-energy chemicals with trinitro heads, and not scaring out a cold sweat, then it is all too thick nerves. It is conceivable that any national organization must keep its eyes open to guard against these professional terrorists, even with such unfriendly landlords, the hermit still insists on sneaking into the colonies of the Elven Federation, and even a three-year-old child will not believe them if they have no other plans.

The horse-drawn sleigh stopped at the gate of the castle, Luo Zhengdao walked into the atrium under the guidance of the elf officials, and the elves waiting here bowed down together, and the purple-robed elf led by him had an extraordinary bearing, and greeted with a smile and said:

"Welcome, Your Majesty."

This elven governor who is responsible for garrisoning a strategic place on one side is not as strong and domineering as Luo Zhengdao expected, but a beautiful man who is very in line with the aesthetic views of the elves. A handsome middle-aged man with a polite style, the governor's expression and demeanor are slightly literary and artistic in a faint melancholy, and the cliff is the kind of mature man who can make the young girl's heart flutter the most, this thing is simply running all the way to the handsome to have no friends!

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao, who also responded with a bright smile, did not tell the truth, and said perfunctorily:

"Ahh I heard that there are many rare raw materials that are produced locally, and I have made a special trip to visit His Excellency the Governor in the hope of obtaining permission to purchase them. ”

Most of the various civilizations that developed in the New World, regardless of origin and ethnicity, are inextricably linked to magic. The raw materials involved in arcane spell casting, enchantment craft, and alchemy have naturally become national-level control materials, and it is difficult to see sales information on the market, and the local markets are even more priceless and deserted. For example, in the old world, if you searched Taobao and Alibaba and couldn't find a job selling uranium ore and centrifuges, you had to buy such dangerous goods, and you had to have an unusual source of them. If a country wants to buy some sensitive materials, it will definitely find a way, and it is obvious that as a small buyer of ordinary people, it does not have the capital to go online.

The Hermitage will go to the land of demon whispers this time, and there are probably two at most, one is to follow the index of the treasure map to find the evidence of the overlord, and the other is probably to prepare to mine rare materials on the spot, and prepare to do a big operation that is definitely not a trivial matter.

At this time, a line from a TV series from the old world came to Luo Zhengdao's mind, he was going to pay homage to his birthday, and you can't let him pass! Although the Hermitage Society can't talk about being incompatible with him at the moment, the actual situation is not much better than this, everyone seized the opportunity to stab each other twice, that must be a direct death without even blinking an eye, Sensei said that these guys from the Hermitage Society snatched the crucial Blood Sea Overlord Evidence Treasure Map from Luo Zhengdao's mouth, and at this moment he even had the heart to stab eight knives with a shake of his hand.

"Really? Of course, this is possible, but some materials are not in stock and you may have to wait a little longer. ”

The elven governor politely agreed to Luo Zhengdao's request, and made an intimate gesture to the traverser who had been prepared for a long time, and said with a smile:

"Hehehehe, I have a lot of time, and I have long wanted to come to the Federation to have a look, please don't worry."

Hearing this, and not sensing anything wrong, the elven governor kept a polite smile and continued:

"Your Majesty, if you don't mind, please go to the Doge's Palace for dinner time."

"Yes, I am honored to accept the invitation of His Excellency the Governor."

"See you later, then."

"Goodbye!"

Knowing this, as soon as he settled down at the post station, the first thing Luo Zhengdao arranged was to scatter all the spies out. The dark line that had been lurking on the island before had also completed the connection work, and what was needed now was to wait patiently for the spies to send back the news, and it would not be beautiful to act rashly when the situation was unclear and alarm the monastic order.

The surface part of the Land of Demon's Whispers is bitterly cold, with a chilling rustling sound from the wind carrying condensed snow particles against the ground, and a different scene in the pits below the surface.

Elves' eating habits are more inclined to vegetarianism, and Luo Zhengdao, who has a black belly, once complained to the half-elf beauty that the elf's three-meal recipe is no different from the feed for rabbits and goats, which is of course a malicious attack.

Fresh vegetables and fruits are difficult to preserve, even if space equipment can extend the shelf life, after all, it cannot prevent these water-rich plants from rotting, and it is not practical to transport them from other places for long distances, so in order to meet the daily needs of elven colonists, building greenhouses in overseas colonies has become the best choice. Unlike the glass greenhouse developed by Luo Zhengdao, which can reduce the cost to the people-friendly level, the light-transmitting material used in the elf traditional greenhouse is a large piece of mica that is hand-split into thin slices, which is not a mineral that can be found everywhere, and the high cost of the mica greenhouse is a luxury that ordinary people can't accept, and only big dogs like the Elf Federation can afford to play.

Underground tunnels and mine mining faces, underground greenhouses, leisure centers, warehouses, these places that ordinary people can think of can not find any traces of the activities of the hermitage, abandoned mines, underground fissures, ventilation shafts immediately became the focus of further investigation, and the conclusion is still that there are no clues.

"Is the Retreat really invisible? It's not their style to be so low-key! ”

Luo Zhengdao, who was confused, couldn't figure out whether these guys were playing so secretively, whether they sniffed out the wrong style in advance, or whether the plot was too big for fear of being detected, in short, he was in a state of confusion.

The proof of the overlord and the legend of the pirate king are widely spread in the new world, and Luo Zhengdao forgot to eat the brain fragment and would not reveal the true purpose to the elves, so it is not an ordinary two, but a very, very two. Any ally is a combination of interests, and the greater the interests, the more stable the combination, and if the benefits brought by tearing up the alliance are greater, it is reasonable for everyone to turn their faces without hesitation.

Luo Zhengdao, who had been depressed for a long time, heard the knock on the door of the attendant officer and asked eagerly:

"What, there's news?"

Hearing this, the attendant who opened the door and walked in was holding a plate of fruit, his expression was simply wonderful, he put the fruit plate on the coffee table, and then persuaded him:

"Your Majesty, please don't worry, the retreat will hide on the island, and there will always be a time when you can't hide."

Laughing self-deprecatingly, Luo Zhengdao shook his head and said:

"Well, well, let's talk about the acquisition of materials!"