The quiet silver night is like autumn frost staining the gray and blue scenery, and the jackdaw is moaning in the hazy treetops.

Disappointed, the dragon returned to his hideout, and Kurazo continued to study magic on his own, tirelessly.

But this time the dragon species only glanced at it lightly, and then silently walked to the chair not far away, he was a little bored now, and he didn't even have the desire to tease Curazzo.

For him, if he could harness the power of Pasya, things would be much easier.

Except for the cacophony of the entrance, there was only a long silence, but the silence for unknown reasons made Curazzo feel that something was wrong.

He temporarily put down the matter in his hand, and glanced back at the dragon seed with a little doubt, he felt that the dragon seed's expression at this time was like teasing the little female dragon being disgusted and sad.

"Has anything happened, my king?" said Kurazo, who had finally decided to ask him.

The dragon seed sighed before answering his question: "Pasya's power has suddenly disappeared, which may have something to do with the not-so-weak magical power I felt before, I'm worried." ”

The dragon seed didn't finish speaking, but after decades of following, Curazzo could still understand this matter, and after thinking for a while, he turned around and picked up a silver book from the table.

When you open it gently, you will find that there is no content in the book at all, just a blank space.

Curazzo held the book in his left hand, and his mouth was full of words that he was silently reciting, and as he moved, the book began to glow with a dazzling silver glow.

"Maybe you should pray that she's not completely gone. Looking at the dragon seed, Kurazo muttered.

The name of the book is silver, and maybe it's not the name of the book, it's just that Curazzo called it, and the book is what he uses to conduct magic.

Although it is different from witches and priests, it is actually possible to conduct magic with any object.

Priests and witches use their staffs as objects for conducting magic simply because they are inexpensive, easy to make, and have a high degree of consistency in magic conduction, making them suitable for mass production.

On the other hand, Curazzo's silver crafting process is much more complicated and expensive for ordinary staffs.

However, the advantages are also very obvious, its magic conductivity is more stable than that of ordinary staffs, and the consumption of mana converted into magic is much smaller than that of ordinary staffs.

The only downside is that it's not very portable, but that's not a fatal drawback most of the time.

As Curazzo's magic slowly flowed into the silver, a silver-white circle gradually drew on the silver, and after a while, Curazzo's magic enveloped the place where Pasya disappeared before, but this was just a probe, and there was no harm at all, and it had to be hidden to avoid being discovered by the priests of the human kingdom, which was extremely difficult and quite mana-consuming, but for Curazo, it was not difficult.

Finally, with a little bit of tracking and moving, Curazzo finally sensed a trace of divine power on Milo's body, and since the location was locked, Curazzo didn't need to explore on such a large scale.

After recovering all the mana, he directly invaded Milo's body.

After some searching, he finally saw Pasya, but Pasya was already asleep, and extremely weak, and the divine power in her body was almost imperceptible, thanks to Curazo's keenness.

But the problem is still not solved, and if Pasya is left alone, sooner or later she will disappear in eternity, like the gods.

To do it or not to do it, Curazzo didn't seem to have a choice, and at this point, he began to drive the magic in his body to pour towards Pasya.

Feeling the power, Pasya began to absorb it frantically, but Curazo's faint magic power was obviously a drop in the bucket, and the magic in his body was almost exhausted, but Pasya was still asleep.

The magic power is far inferior to the divine power, and the transformation between the two will consume most of the power, and very few will be absorbed by Pasya.

But it wasn't completely useless, and it was a difficult pull back from the brink of death.

After the magic power was exhausted, Curazzo's body was directly bounced out, and his consciousness was dragged back into his body at this moment.

"How's it going?" asked the dragon seed as he hurriedly stepped forward to help Kurazo.

"There's no big problem, I'm just recovering, as for Pasya, she's still alive and now hiding in a little girl's body, and there's not much danger to her life at the moment, it's just that it's a little difficult to wake up from her slumber. With that, Curazzo couldn't help but cough a few times.

"Nice news. With a word of appreciation, the dragon seed helped Kurazol to his chair.

Demon Realm.

It suddenly seemed that things were getting interesting, as the Dark Elves had agreed to an invitation to come to its realm to negotiate an alliance.

That meant everything was under his control, and although he didn't know what the Dark Elves were trying to do, he was idle, and he had time to play with them.

After a while, Wendini walked in with Rocky.

Wendini was fine, but Rocky had a deep contempt on his face when he saw Zottes for what he really was.

Zottes didn't care much about this, he had seen a lot of this kind of look, hehe, only death would really make them let go of their contempt.

But now it's curious what their purpose is.

At this point, it was able to rule out the possibility that the dark elves would kill him, after all, although the monsters were weak, they were huge in number, and if they did, there would be no possibility for the two of them to escape.

Besides, if you really want to do this, you don't have to go to such a great length, how good it would be to directly and secretly assassinate you.

"Lord Demon King, please rest assured, we are simply asking for an alliance this time, and we have no other intentions. After saying that, Wendini smiled charmingly, looking quite sincere.

"Oh, that sounds good, but why should I make an alliance with you? Am I justified giving you the land of the Demon Realm for nothing?" This made Drotes laugh out loud, he was just curious about it, but he didn't have the slightest intention of agreeing to it.

But even so, Wendini still replied with a smile: "You are laughing, we are also helpless, I hope you will forgive me, anyway, it is only one acre and three points of land, you are not lacking, we dark elves also need a place to live." ”

On the contrary, Rocky on the side seemed a little reticent, and he really didn't have much interest in this kind of thing.

Zottes and Wendini are engaged in a friendly war without gunpowder.

"We are like-minded, and the enemy of our enemies is our friends, we are now at a disadvantage, the situation is very, very unoptimistic, it is better to unite with the outside world, and we can also fight for a chance to survive. With that, Wendini leaned down and rubbed her feet: "After standing for so long, would you mind bringing a chair to your trusty ally?"

"Of course, if it's really a reliable ally. In response, Drotes bowed to the demon beside him, and then continued, "Then it depends on how you can give us a chance to survive." ”

Now that everything is under the control of Drotes, this deal is in an advantage of its own, and it is not interesting to keep trying it like this: "It's not interesting enough, let's open the skylight and say something, honesty is the basis of an alliance." ”

But his arrogant expression gave Rocky the urge to run up and give him two swords, making it understand that its arrogance was nothing more than a piece of shit, but he couldn't do that, the number of dark elves was very small compared to other races, so they needed the numerical advantage of these demons.

As for Drotes, let's leave it alive for now.

"Well, we've developed a magic that can change the physique, mutate ordinary demons, and increase their strength exponentially. Wendini threw her chips straight away.

After hearing Wendini's chips, Trottes admits that he was moved.

This was exactly what he needed.

However, the more you get, the better.