Sturdy mahogany forms the beams, and the stately eaves curve upwards. The building in front of you, which looks like an ancient stargazing tower, is the Thousand Machine Pavilion of the Dead Street.

Stepping into the threshold of the Thousand Machines Pavilion, there was a woman covered in a thin veil sitting at the front desk.

"Hello, Hunter."

"Hello, Miss Yuan Ya." Cheng Hai nodded slightly.

"If you need the help of the Courier, please wait at Entrance 2." Miss Yuan Ya said gently.

"Okay."

Cheng Hai obeyed her arrangement and entered a room with mirrors on all sides.

These mirrors are not simple, they are made of expensive magic crystals, and the inside is inlaid with an esoteric magic circle, which is insulated from external detection. Once guests sit inside, the space where they sit begins to rotate, and these mirrors attract the guests' brainwaves, making them unaware of where they are or where they are going.

This is not a very clever illusion, as long as you have a certain level of illusion attainment, you can easily break it. But if you do, then I'm sorry, the Thousand Machines Pavilion will never be open for you again.

It's the rule.

After about ten seconds of movement, a closed dark room appeared in front of Cheng Hai's eyes.

"Please explain your intentions, hunter."

Miss Yuan Ya's figure appeared in front of Cheng Hai again. She is also a soothsayer at the front desk of the Thousand Machines Pavilion, with the ability to see cause and effect, and is also responsible for arranging corresponding messengers for customers.

"I need a messenger who understands the elves and asks him to help me find someone."

"May I ask what you mean by understanding?"

"Habits and hobbies or something." Cheng Hai thought about it.

"If you don't have a designated candidate, I recommend Messenger No. 106 to you, Zhou Xiaoze." Miss Yuan Ya said.

"Uh, okay." Cheng Hai nodded.

He didn't know many messengers anyway, so he let her arrange it.

Seeing Cheng Hai's appearance, Miss Yuan Ya added: "Although he is a virgin, he is very knowledgeable in the study of women, especially petite women who are less than 1.5 meters tall. ”

"Uh...... Lolicon? Cheng Hai frowned.

"Who's praising me?"

The door to the chamber suddenly opened, and a man in a mask entered.

At this time, Miss Yuan Ya's voice came from the secret room again: "The messenger you need has been docked, good luck to you." ”

"Hello."

"Hello, what do you want to know?" Zhou Xiaoze asked straight to the point.

"How much do you know about goblins?" Cheng Hai asked.

"You've got the right person!"

Zhou Xiaoze stood up suddenly, stepped on the chair, and his eyes lit up, "In this regard, I am an expert!" ”

"Are you a pervert?" Cheng Hai frowned.

The Courier is a group of elusive beings, and he has a unique fetish for petite creatures, and it takes three years to start no matter how you look at it.

No wonder you have to cover your face!

"It's not a pervert, it's a serious feminist."

Zhou Xiaoze helped his mask and explained seriously: "I just take the initiative to help poor petite women when I face them, and I won't do anything to hurt them, please don't get me wrong." ”

"Tsk...... If a goblin who can swim falls into the river at the same time as Miss Yuan Ya, who will you help? ”

"Goblins!"

Zhou Xiaoze's eyes glistened.

"Isn't Miss Yuan Ya your acquaintance!" Cheng Hai slapped the table.

"Sorry, I told you, I'm a real feminist. However, only women under 1.5 meters tall enjoy women's rights. Zhou Xiaoze said.

"Sure enough, after dealing with this group of demons, kill him and eliminate the harm for the people......" The corners of Cheng Hai's mouth twitched slightly.

"Let's get down to business."

Zhou Xiaoze sat up straight, and then added, "If you want to let a certain goblin be monitored, I can only charge half the price." ”

Cheng Hai: "......"

The man felt hopeless.

"It's not the job of surveillance." Cheng Hai narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I want to see the calamity fairy Chu Xuan, if you can, please build a bridge for me." ”

……

The desolate demon camp was covered with dust, and dozens of red-faced imps were busy in the wilderness with tools.

Demons are no match for humans, and this independent world is not comparable to the space in which humans live. After only one day, half of the land destroyed by the Great War has been leveled.

Due to the sharp decline in numbers, the demon's settlement area was closed for ten miles. The external recreation area has also been fenced off to provide temporary healing and resource supply points.

Four of the six magic cannons in the camp were demolished by Di Shan, but due to the loss of the Eye of the Fool, the remaining two could only be manipulated by demons, and the accuracy was perhaps only half of the original.

In the innermost part of the camp, in Nessaly's palace, the demon kings of the demon side were sitting upright in three directions at the conference table.

Gasco didn't like this kind of meeting, so there were only three badly injured demon kings present.

"How are you recovering?"

Nesaly looked at the two demon kings who were in low spirits, and he couldn't see the joy and anger clearly.

"Not good! Fibri's light has made some of my memory missing, and I'm now a second slower than usual when I cast the Void Jump. Huerter exasperated.

"Me too...... I can still hear the judge chanting in my head, and I'm afraid I won't be able to ...... Yes! Here he is again! ”

As he spoke, Kyririck patted his head again.

“……”

Nesaly was silent for a moment, as if in thought.

The wounds of the soul are the most difficult to heal, and even if someone can treat them, these two demon kings will not easily leave their souls at the mercy of others.

So, Nesaly took out two small bottles, placed them in front of the two of them, and said, "Dream Soul Water, one bottle per person." ”

The eyes of the two demon kings lit up, and they quickly put away the bottles.

It's a great thing to heal the soul.

"Last night, I had Lilith use Holy Blood."

Nesaly looked at the two demon kings until they raised their heads, and then continued, "It didn't work well. In addition to not being filthy enough, the Holy Blood itself is more repulsive to evil than I thought. So I don't think the rumors of the Twelfth Saint's betrayal are true, and it's very likely that Judas will be disturbed when we snatch the severed fingers. ”

"Interfere with it, interfere with it, after working for so long, we can't get it and can't give it to the Holy Sect. It's like Holy Blood. Carrierick said.

"That's true, but to avoid the worst, I'll have to at least collect our taxes." Nesaly slowly stood up.

"You mean ......"

Kerryrick's soul fire narrowed slightly.

"The blood moon is also going to close the net, you are not in a good situation now and face Huangquan again, it is better to represent us in the past."

Nesaly turned his back and said, "It's time for them to make good on their promises, too." ”