"Isabella, where's the person you invited?"

Warrior of the Boiling Blood: Nicol said as he waved his short spear and looked at Isabella who was hanging from the windowsill.

The spear appears to have been made of some kind of wood, with a very distinct wooden pattern on it.

However, the edge revealed at the top of it is glowing with a few traces of metallic cold color.

Nichole is a sturdy Boiling Blood warrior after a close friend of Isabella's eldest sister.

Imperial bloodlines have a lifespan of hundreds of years, and given the generally low fertility rate of powerful bloodlines, it is not uncommon for hundreds of years to pass between generations.

Boiling Blood Warriors don't occupy much of the human space, and this wild and dangerous force is more present in some barbarians, trolls, orcs, and some subspecies of giants.

The Boiling Blood is able to obtain a vicious and intractable sticky flame by smearing his own blood on a throwing short spear.

It suppresses enemy recovery to a certain extent, and is constantly stacked by subsequent attacks.

Of course, they're not just dangerous throwers, they're also capable of berserk axes.

Because after falling into a berserk state, the Boiling Blood will completely lose his mind.

She will abandon all protection and wield a dagget axe in her wildest state to shred her enemies.

Normally, the Boiling Blood Warriors would not turn on this dangerous ability, which is taboo for them, unless they have to.

"He promised me that he would be on time, and I know him."

Isabella looked at the towering Guardian Tower in the distance and said without looking back.

"Didn't you just see him twice?"

Nicole asked curiously.

Because of Isabella's eldest sister, she and Isabella are quite familiar.

However, because the political ecology within the early empire was relatively unstable, she did not communicate much with Isabella.

Of course, it was different now, and when she received the call from her mother, she had an enlightenment:

The eldest princess, who had taken charge of the military, already had enough power, and she no longer had to worry about too many things.

"Nope! It's a lot of time! ”

It seems that some not-so-wonderful memories come to mind. Isabella instantly lowered her face and said.

She covered her forehead with hatred, and a thought arose, as if a faint pain began to come from there again.

She is a master of mind manipulation, and it is not very difficult to determine a person's overall personality through the character's combat system and fighting style.

"Words will deceive, expressions will be disguised, but fists cannot be violated...... This is how it is to pour out the truest thoughts of your heart in the most direct and brutal way without reservation. "—Wind Fist Flow Master - Wind Zhen

"Looks like he's a little special, you like him?"

After a moment's thought, Nichole looked at Isabella and said.

"Where did you come to this conclusion?"

Isabella turned and stared at Nichol with wide eyes.

"According to my mother, half the reason when you find out that you have different senses for a man than other males is that you like him."

Nicole tucked the spear into the pendant at his waist, then looked at Isabella and said.

"And half the reason?"

Isabella suddenly remembered that Nichole lived in a matriarchal society dominated by force, and she roughly understood Nichole's thoughts.

"You want to mate with him......"

"According to my mother, the human body is often more honest and unconcealed than the will."

"The difference is only whether or not you can suppress the desires of the Source."

"Poof......

Isabella rolled her eyes, jumped off the windowsill, and sat down in a chair next to her and picked up the cup of refreshing water that was just the right temperature.

"I think your division is too crude, and you know how the human mind can build a magnificent civilization if it is only primitive instincts."

Isabella made a blowing motion at Nicole, and suddenly all kinds of strange visions appeared in front of Nicole's eyes:

There are those who generously go to death in order to follow their own ideals, there are those who forcibly violate the normal state of biology in order to take revenge, there are those who sing, and there are those who struggle in the confrontation between body and will......

Nichole shook his head, and she quickly detached herself from the illusions.

"Mother said I didn't need to know what I couldn't understand, so my blood wouldn't boil as much as it used to."

"I felt different, so I grabbed him directly!"

Isabella covered her forehead helplessly, she somewhat understood why her eldest sister had asked her to keep Nichol company.

Compared to her exploration of the mind, Nicole's mental world seems barren and monotonous.

But unlike the soldiers who have become numb by the erosion of the system, this barrenness and monotony instead reveals an incomprehensible tenacity and tenacity.

"By the way, what about Bikz? He's still making preparations? ”

Suddenly, Nichole thought of the partner they had been talking to awkwardly.

Bikz: An orthodox academic flow mage who belongs to the Tower of the White Lizard, and has mastered the 8-ring protection spell: Space Lock.

"I really don't understand his idea of trying to rehearse all the possibilities......"

"Mages are weird guys."

Nicole sat next to Isabella, a tribe that rejects mages.

Occasionally, however, her tribe will spawn newborns with magical powers, whose bloodline may be related to a mage or warlock.

Of course, Nicol wasn't sure if they had left their bloodline on their own initiative......

"If you don't have the determination to discover all the mysteries, then don't choose to become a mage—that's what the eldest sister once said when she tried to teach me an archmage."

"And then?"

Nichole asked curiously.

"And then I chose no."

Isabel stretched out her palm, and the invisible power of her mind shone like a brilliant streamer in her eyes.

Her body was filled with the most mysterious energy in the world, and why would she choose something more distant.

In the starry sky of the multiverse, various legacies shine brightly or dimly.

It is undoubtedly biased to judge only by the nature and territory of the lineage itself.

Only by putting one's own conditions and volitional tendencies into account can we get the most authentic feedback.

Isabella doesn't feel the need to follow the path of truth, because in the world of the mind, she is the truth!

Just then, a message refreshed on the retina interrupted Isabella's train of thought.

"Here he comes."...

Looking at Nichol's inquiring eyes next to her, Isabella said......