Mystra couldn't be calm anymore, she stared at Acoste and said in a cold voice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Who the hell are you?"

"Does it matter who I am? I'm helping you now, if you're as conceited and stubborn as your constituent, Ilstmin, then I'll say nothing. ”

It's also a shame that there is no concept of crossing in this world, otherwise the half-elf sword saint revealed so many secrets that should have been prophecies, and he would have been sent to the laboratory to solve and study in his previous life.

However, Yacoste was not originally an eventful person.

But the reason why he risked changing history to spoil Mistra must have his own reasons, although he doesn't know if the other party will listen to him, how far he can change history, and what kind of problems can he cause, but so far, the few changes he caused before have not caused him to suffer any retribution.

Maybe the Demon Gate came to the West Hartland region as a small punishment for him by the will of the multiverse, and the orcs in the north drove all the way into the Starry Night Lord, but in the era when the demon lord could not appear, no matter how many legendary demons and demon secondary lords all sent him experience to increase his strength, and those orcs could not be the opponents of the Floating City even if they brought the Beamon Behemoth, Yacoste was not afraid of these opponents in his heart, he begged the other party to come in his heart, Automatically sent to the door, use their blood and bones to forge the prestige of the Starry Night Lords and improve their own strength.

Of course, these were all punishments for causing small historical changes, and now he was changing the fate of a powerful god god that he had never tried before.

"Whew, whew, whew..."

Mystra's chest in a low-cut outfit that exposed a large area of white flowery skin rose violently, and the goddess of magic took a few deep breaths before looking at the half-elf swordmaster with a solemn expression.

"You're right, that guy is a dead brain, and if I rush over, I probably won't have any good fruit to eat."

The so-called authorities are fascinated, bystanders are clear, the goddess of magic is not unintelligent, and she can't figure out such a simple truth, but he was anxious before, since she knew about the conspiracy of the three gods of death, she was bent on reporting this matter to the gods, so she was blocked by Haim on the passage to the Temple of the Gods, and was ruthlessly killed by Haim.

Now someone has mentioned it to her, with Mystra's understanding of Haim, she will not fail to understand the truth of this, many seemingly simple things, people will ignore a lot of details as long as they are in a hurry, so at this time, you must have a third person to guide you through the maze.

And Mistra didn't belong to the kind of god who thought he was quite unreasonable, and after carefully analyzing Acoste's words, she didn't blame the other party for being rude, and after bowing her head a little to express her gratitude, she walked to the stone pier where the half-elf was sitting, and sat on Acoste's lap openly.

Acoste was stunned.......

The other party's silky and jade-like skin was close to his chest, and the girl's body fragrance like the fragrance of roses spread to his nose, and the most important thing was that the goddess of magic seemed to be intentional or unintentional, and her jade-like fingers crossed the chest of the half-elf sword saint, and finally she thought that her low-cut outfit was not low enough, and pulled it down hard, and suddenly most of the snow-white giant ball was exposed.......

"I don't bother with your identity now, and I don't care where you got these secrets that only God knows, but yours did help me again, and I am grateful to you, how do you say I will thank you, Mr. Chris."

"Forehead ......"

Acoste swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his Adam's apple squirming with difficulty, and a drop of cold sweat fell down his forehead.

It's not that he hasn't seen those stunning beauties, Ling, Mavi, Sally, Doris, including his sister Lavis, are all stunning representatives of all styles of beauties, they are naturally beautiful, good-looking, and can be comparable to them in terms of figure, but in the eyes of the half-elf swordmaster, there will be no more beautiful and attractive women than them, so Mystra's shocking appearance is really not very tempting to him.

BUT THE IDENTITY OF THE OTHER PARTY MAKES ACOSTE A LITTLE UNBEARABLE, BUT SHE IS A SERIOUS GODDESS OF MAGIC, A GODDESS, AND SHE SEEMS TO HAVE NEVER HAD A RELATIONSHIP WITH A GOD, RIGHT......

"What are you thinking, Mr. Chris, you don't think I'm interesting to you, do you? I want you to be my partner, right? ”

The mysterious lady saw the half-elf sword saint show an embarrassed expression, and her sexy red lips couldn't help but draw an obscene arc, "You are quite good, but you are a mortal after all, but the goddess who dominates the entire demon web, you are definitely not qualified to be my lifelong partner, I just want to try your taste now, I am interested in those strong people who stand on the top of the main plane, not to mention the dirty, hybrid bloodline in your body makes me very interested." ”

Mistra's words made Acoste's face instantly darken.

But think about it, it's also the truth, whether people's identities are higher than their own or not, the most important thing is that there are a lot of with criminal records, Ilstermin, the great sage of the Shadow Valley, and Samast, the leader of the Worship Dragon Sect, is said to be a black rod. Kyleburn has also had fun with the goddess of magic, if you want to talk about the degree of lewdness of a goddess in the sky, the goddess of magic can definitely make other goddesses bow down, for the outstanding men she can look at, she has never had the goddess fan and frame of other goddesses, which can be well reflected from the radiant lady Erastro.

Well, according to the grapevine, the seven sisters in the Northland seem to be all the illegitimate daughters of Mystra, so Erastro's debauchery is understandable, if there is a mother, there must be a daughter.......

"Yes, since you say so, then I don't have any scruples, it just so happens that I also want to taste the taste of the goddess!"

Acoste let go of the last trace of worry in his heart, and in less than a second, he made contact with all his armor, while on the other side, Mystra was obviously faster, already revealing her white body, and with a crisp snap of her fingers in her right hand, a luxurious, crystal clear crystal bed immediately appeared under her, and Mystra changed her posture and lay on it like a water snake, smiling at the half-elf sword saint........

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It was evening that Acoste and Mystra returned to the courtyard of Kilgefraburg.

Xiao Wuji and the others immediately glared at the half-elf sword saint, what kind of conversation is TM going to talk about for so long in an afternoon, shouldn't this TM talk about going to bed.

Acoste's face was slightly red, he had already made clear the identity of Mistra to Ling and them, and then he had sworn that he would never do anything with the goddess of magic, but at that time he realized that he had forgotten all the promises he had made, no matter how powerful and powerful a man in the world was, he was really a virtuous creature, and the kind of Yanagishita Hui who was not messing around was too rare, and the world was as black as a crow.

And Mystra also blushed slightly, of course it wasn't because she was embarrassed, but because of Acoste's strong body and the pleasure of blending, she still can't forget it for a long time......

Originally, they could have appeared in front of everyone two or three hours earlier, but due to the violent afterglow, Yacoste and Mystra actually had to rest on the crystal bed for a few hours before they could get out of bed and walk, which shows how tragic the battle between them was.......

As a god, of course, she has no physique at all, gods are made up of rules, they are generally not human beings with flesh and blood, and of course they don't need to rest, eat, sleep, water, or oxygen, so naturally they won't feel the feelings that only those creatures have, let alone be so out of shape.

However, the goddess of magic has forgotten one very important thing, which is that now that the gods have been defeated from the mortal world, they have become sages with flesh and blood, and bodies, instead of the true god form that was high up before.

As a result, Mystra will also have the effect of physical strength, and when she feels the joy of fish and water, she will naturally feel tired......

Mystra continued to glance at the half-elf sword saint who was next to him with a painful face with her beautiful eyes, which made Xiao Wuji and them even more angry, okay, this bewitching and cheap goods, suddenly dared to flirt with Acoste so blatantly, this is when they don't exist, if you weren't the goddess of magic like this, we would have rushed over to you a long time ago!

But no matter how angry Ling and the others are, what has happened naturally cannot be reversed, and Xiao Wuji and the others now have to surround the half-elf sword saint inside by themselves, to prevent those unknown objects called Mistra from approaching.

After the farce was over, Yacoste and the others scavenged the castle at random and left.

It was only at this time that the army of the Santarin Society rushed back from outside, and then they were destined to pounce on it this time, and when they returned to their hometown, they found that they were either dead on the street or disappeared, and the Kilgefra Fort was also demolished.

They can't be blamed for coming back so slowly, because Acoste is too good at choosing their time, and it happened that they were running around Arabell City to intervene in several factional battles, and since they were all involved, it was not so easy to get out.

And the first half of the half-elf sword saint and they were all small-scale fights on a local scale, and they didn't make any earth-shattering movements, and when they waited for the legendary battle in the second half, it was impossible for these guys who ran outside to come back in time, plus the speed at which they solved the battle was too fast, like thunder, which of the previous legends beat each other for a few hours, and some of them might have to do it for a few days and nights, how could they end the battle like their little half a day's effort.

However, in any case, the power of the Santarin Society in the Kingdom of Sambia has become a thing of the past, several main leaders are dead, although they are still very strong, but the dragons are leaderless and lack high-level combat power, even if they don't have many people, they don't have a clear plan, what waves can they make.

"Hey, forget it."

A few warriors shook their heads helplessly, they picked up the weapons in their hands and began to walk towards the outside of the castle, since everything was a foregone conclusion, there was no point in them "remembering" here, one of them made the same choice, that is, to run outside to join other organizations, and some people left to go to the Santarin Society in other places, and the last part of the most righteous people chose to stay, dealing with the ruins of Kilgefra Fort and burying the bodies of several bigwigs.......

However, at this moment, a silver-haired young man appeared at the gate of Kilgefra Castle at some unknown time, holding a black sword like a door god to block the path of the Santarin.

"Which bastard are you who don't have long eyes, get out of here, we're in a bad mood right now, don't blame us for being rude if you don't know each other again."

The grumpy Santarin warriors at the front cursed angrily, but the man turned a deaf ear as if he were deaf, still hiding his form there.

"Hell, Bryant, go kill him."

A man dressed as a small leader ordered to one of his subordinates, and another big man who was nearly two meters tall immediately sneered and came out of the ranks, and surrounded the mysterious man with a few brothers.

Of course, he was afraid that he was not the opponent of the other party, but he was a man with brothers, and now there were at least four or five thousand Santalinites who entered the castle, and all of them were good at fighting, could he be able to defy the sky alone?

"Boy, we've already given you a chance, now go to hell and repent of your stupidity."

Bryant gave a cruel sneer, and he had just raised his big hand to wave it, but he found that his left hand was gone.

The mysterious man slowly raised his head and glanced at him with his own eyes filled with dark blue flames.

"Damn, you're there!"

Bryant saw the other party's sickly pale skin, burning soul flame pupils, and the dead air coming out of his body, and immediately recognized the other party's identity, but he was just halfway through his shout, and the black long sword pierced his throat, suffocating the second half of his sentence.

"That's right, I'm the Immortal King, Aurora. Minethir, you ignorant men, are now all part of the Eternal Realm, and be my most loyal men! ”

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