The Land of Light – Alheim.

The light elf dwelling.

The earth has ceased to tremble.

In the huge square, the statues at the edge had collapsed nearly halfway, scattered horizontally and vertically in the field, countless tiny cracks spread out like vines, and scattered gravel of different sizes could be seen everywhere in the field, and the hard stone slabs were no longer intact, and some were even crushed into crumbs under the bombardment of the rocks.

The elves did not evacuate as before, but more and more groups of people came from other places, and then found a random spot in the square and knelt down, their foreheads pressed against the ground, their eyes full of awe and fanaticism.

One, two, three...... Five...... Ten......

It is densely packed, as if it is going on a most pious pilgrimage.

Yan and Qianqian and the others were at the front of the crowd, also kneeling on the ground, bending down and stretching their hands forward, their fingertips touching the bottom, their foreheads against the backs of their hands, and their eyes closed.

In front of them, there was a huge head tens of meters high, made of mottled rock, the outline of the head was not so clear, even the nose and lips were difficult to distinguish, only the outline of a pair of eyes was barely outlined. A hollow and wise gaze fell through the void, looking down at the multitude of beings kneeling in front of him.

"Descendant of Ymir, Death, lead your fellow Light Elves of Al Kheim to meet the Patronus." Yan raised his head slightly, reverently forgetting to glance at the huge head in front of him, and as he spoke, he moved his hands from side to side, and then lightly touched his forehead to the ground.

The huge head made of rock did not speak, or even look at it, as if it was still feeling something.

One minute, two minutes...... Ten minutes......

Time passed, little by little, and everyone knelt on the ground without moving.

Finally, as if giving up, the huge rock head lowered slightly, and its hollow gaze focused on the body.

"Guys, keep your heads up, forgive me for my arrogance, I'm getting older, and I'm getting sluggish to react." The majestic voice reveals a sense of vicissitudes that can only be possessed through infinite years, and spreads far away.

The kneeling elves hesitated for a moment, and then, like a tidal wave, straightened up a little so that they could look up to the god in their minds.

"Yi, is that kid still there?" The huge rock head looked at the people at the front, as if trying to find something out of it.

"Father and king, he was summoned back to Gaia, Mother of Nature, more than three hundred years ago......"

"Yi, this kid, is also dead? Even elves are still so fragile in their lives. It's just us who are old and immortal, still panting...... "The lower half of the huge rock skull suddenly cracked a huge horizontal crack, as if sighing slightly, "It seems that hundreds of years have passed since I slept this time." I don't know if the next time I wake up, your kid will still be there. ”

A wry smile appeared on his face, and then his face turned straight, and he said with a reverent face, "Even if Yan is gone, there will still be a new generation of kings leading the elven clan to follow the side of the guardian god!" ”

"Hehe, I hope so." The huge rock head moved slightly, as if nodding, and there was a dull "rumbling" sound between the rocks, "I woke up this time because I suddenly felt a familiar power, as if it was the breath left over from the battle of the gods, but when I woke up, it disappeared again, you ......"

A hint of surprise flashed on Qianqian's face, and she suddenly thought of something, but she bit her lower lip and didn't speak.

Everyone looked at each other, Yan frowned slightly, a snow-white shadow flashed in front of him, and just about to speak, he heard the old man's voice say with some regret, "That's it, some people, some things, should come after all, and this day should not be far away." ”

The huge rock head suddenly began to sink slowly, and the sound of vicissitudes was mixed with a "rumbling" sound, "I have had a premonition a long time ago that the day of God's prophecy may be coming soon, and I hope that at that time, my elves, my children, can still be as strong and brave as in ancient times." ”

The elves continued to come, kneeling in front of the half-descended rock heads, each with a vein-forward longing and devotion on their faces.

Finally, when only a small half of the originally huge rock skull was still on the ground, a dull sound came from underground.

"Maintain the glory of the elves! O descendants of Ymir. ”

The part of the huge rock skull that was still exposed on the ground suddenly seemed to lose its cohesiveness, and turned into countless rocks of different sizes and shapes "rumbling" and collapsing, and for a while, it stirred up a cloud of dust.

After a long time, the dust gradually cleared, leaving only a pile of rubble left on the original small hill, trying to make up for the emptiness.

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"Pain, pain, pain!"

In the quiet forest, there were stacks of young men's wails.

Kazama unexpectedly didn't have a priority right now to settle accounts with the hateful puppy, and the sharp pain like a falling apart made him only want to make sure that he was still alive, or that his body was still in a non-disabled state.

Touch, touch.

Well, the head is complete, and the neck is still attached, and it seems that his life has been saved; arms, both can still move, should not be prepared to eat with feet in the future; What about the body? Belch...... How...... It's a little fat...... This soft touch...... It doesn't feel right...... I'm not that fat, and besides, this pile of fat meat is too elastic......

Kazama suddenly thought of a plot that could only happen in a third-rate novel...... However, this touch, and the slightest hint of fragrance that comes in between the noses...... This kind of plot that has been rehearsed countless times in my mind will never be wrong!

Suddenly opening his eyes, Kazama held his breath subconsciously.

"Bang!" Something, exploding in the brain.

Kazama's eyes stared at him, and he was suddenly a little bloodshot.

In front of Kazama's feathers is a cheek as exquisite as the most perfect work of art—the curved eyebrows reveal a bit of heroism; Although they are tightly closed, they can still be seen that the big eyes are dragging out their long eyelashes, trembling slightly; The small and arrogant tip of the nose makes people want to pinch it; Plus the pointed ears that are unusually seductive and the delicate pink lips...... It's tempting people to sin.

Calm down, calm down, it's not like I've never seen a woman, so there's no need for this. Although Kazama tried to comfort himself and try to calm himself, the untimely touch from his hand shattered the last bit of reserve into nothingness.

Eyes, involuntarily swept downward.

The two of them were lying on their sides facing each other. Due to unknown factors, the limbs of the two people's bodies are now in a state of entanglement, and Kazama's hands are really placed in some places that should not be placed due to the action just now.

Of course, the most crucial fact is that the large piece of mutton fat-like snow white as far as the eye can see—the beautiful girl who fell from the sky in front of her turned out to be, one, silk, no, hanging, of!

This shocking fact is the last mountain that crushes the Kazama Raising Feather Moral Wheel! It's not a straw! It's a mountain heavier than the combination of the five mountains. In other words, in the face of this shocking fact, the foreshadowing in front is dispensable in comparison.

"Boom!" A wave of heat overflowed from the head that had exploded just now, and invaded the whole body in an instant.

Kazama's consciousness began to blur, and his eyelids drooped involuntarily.

Is it time for three years of blood to earn and the death penalty not to be lost? A little black devil with two small tiger teeth appeared in Kazama's mind.

No, no, no, you are a good young man of the ancestral kingdom, and the future of our ancestral kingdom is pinned on you, how can you fall under the temptation of the devil like this? Out of nowhere, a little angel with white wings popped up and pushed the little demon away.

Tempt? The so-called temptation is the practical interest that is sufficient to break all shackles, and exists to satisfy the most real needs of living beings. Shouldn't we follow our hearts, do what we love, and be our true selves? The little devil who was pushed away was unwilling to fail, and quickly ran back and kicked the little white angel.

Zi said: Don't look at incivility, don't listen to incivility, and don't say incivility. A gentleman does not deceive the dark room. Have you forgotten the teachings of your teachers? Have you forgotten the moral etiquette that your parents taught you from an early age? Are you going to abandon your dignity and responsibility as a human being? Is this the world you want to protect......

Guard? Could this be the so-called guardianship, then who will guard the truest and most primitive self......

The little devil and the little angel were already scuffling together, inseparable, and the two noisy voices were intertwined, colliding, and blending in the head of the wind feather.

"It's noisy!"

Finally, at a certain moment, Kazama couldn't stand the endless quarrel between the two crazy little guys, and a roar of rage drove them all out of his mind.

Black and white, the sound of "bang" turned into two light smokes, one black and one white, and dissipated.

"Warning, warning, the living brain is about to collapse, activate the brain disorder repair option!"

Two shimmering option buttons suddenly appeared in front of Kazama Shoha.

"Let go of the dignity and meaning of being a man and show your true self."

"Give up the dignity and meaning of being a man and protect this beauty."

Kazama looked at these two options, sighed slightly, and suddenly wanted to catch the designer of this obstacle system in front of him and complain fiercely, is there any difference between this option and no option? At the end of the day, no matter which option is chosen, it seems that there will be a significant loss of dignity and meaning as a man.

Hey, if you're going to lose it anyway, let's get some of it.

Go ahead, show your true self, and protect this beauty!

Kazama opened his eyes with a smile, and then, kissing the girl's forehead gently.

Eighteen years of desire, eighteen years of fantasy, eighteen years of obsession, will all be released at this moment!

However, his movements froze.

What's ...... Something is wrong, it has been there since the beginning.

The girl in front of you.

Not breathing?!