"On the Magic Net Vision... What's this thing called? ”

Frostaxe didn't seem to find any suitable adjectives halfway through his words, so he asked about a younger dwarf next to him.

"Live... Elder, Miss Al plays the live stream of "Holy Spirit". The young dwarf replied immediately.

"That's right! That's it! Frostaxe asked, then looked at the man in black, "Do you understand?" ”

Understand what?

The Man in Black had escaped from an ice dragon two hours earlier, and he hadn't seen Al in the Hearthstone Tavern since he left.

As a result, now the High Elf is not only in the Blasphemer's tavern, but his old friend Frostaxe is far away from Nolan looking at his own kindred with a magic net.

The man in black felt like his head was about to blow up......

"I haven't been back to Nolan for more than 20 years, and it's normal to not know the situation." The voice of the frost axe sounded like the man in black was pitying him, and the eyes of the frost axe expressed the words 'earth bun' explicitly.

"I know the ...... of the Devil's Web"

While the man in black was talking to the frost axe, the dwarven apothecary bandaged him as well, and he reluctantly sat up from his bed.

At the moment when the transparent long sword pierced through his chest, the man in black constructed a magical shield in his body, which did not resist the penetration of magical power, but shifted the trajectory slightly.

Now the man in black has only broken his flesh and bones, and his heart is still intact, and he only needs to rest for a while.

"Do you know that the magic net still asks so much?" Frostaxe took another sip of wine for himself, and said impatiently.

“……”

The acquaintance of the Man in Black and the Frostaxe was also a bad relationship, when he had already become addicted to alcohol when he first arrived in Nolan, and met the dwarf while drinking in the Human Tavern.

"I'm just curious how the elders of the Frostaxe Clan could be interested in a girl from the 'Long Ear' clan."

The Man in Black actually had a lot of questions to ask, but the ones he was most concerned about were why Frostaxe looked at a High Elf on the magic web, and what was the power of faith that came out of Frostaxe's body.

"This long-eared girl is so much more interesting than you!"

Frostaxe burped, and when he burped, a faint power of faith came out of Frostaxe's head.

At this moment, the man in black was sure that what he saw was not an illusion!

The Frost Axe is producing faith in the sacred tree of the High Elves!

At this moment, the man in black turned his head and looked outside again, and through the window, he also saw several dim balls of light floating up into the sky.

"Can... Give me my staff? The man in black stepped out of bed and said.

"The people of the Sage Council will be here soon, what are you anxious about!"

Seeing the black-clad man's strong appearance, Frostaxe wanted to kick him back onto the bed.

"I just want to go to the door and have a look."

The black-clothed man's request, Frostaxe pondered for a while and agreed.

He threw the man-tall staff of the Man in Black to him.

The man in black walked out of the door step by step with his staff, and he pushed open the door of the Frostaxe dwelling with great difficulty.

The dwarves are all natural craftsmen, and their houses are the foundation of Nolan, connecting the ground of Nolan, where the frost axe lives is dozens of meters above the ground, and is one of the pillars that support the whole of Nolan.

The Man in Black stood here looking down on the entire dwarven city, and he looked out at one elaborate building after another from afar.

"What! Stunned? ”

Frostaxe walked to the side of the man in black with the drink, this magnificent underground city in front of him was an honor that every dwarf was proud of, and the man in black stood there with a dull look that Frostaxe wanted to see.

"The dwarves of this city also have... Magic web? ”

The reason for the black-clad man's dull expression was not because of the grandeur of the dwarven city, but in his vision he saw balls of light rising from the city's buildings and sinking into the ground above.

The sky above the underground city is dotted with these floating balls of light, and gradually forms a starry sky-like scenery.

The black-clothed people can catch the traces of these balls of light in every corner of the city, these are the power of faith, although a large part of the power of faith does not belong to the high elves, but the news of the 'world tree of dwarf belief in elves' is enough to make the three views of the black-clothed people shatter into residues again.

"Yes, if you go back to Nolan, you must buy one, otherwise it will be inconvenient to do anything." Frostaxe said.

The man in black didn't listen to Frostaxe's words, he came to the edge of the tower on crutches, found a suitable place to sit down, and watched the scene in silence.

"Frostaxe, that blasphemy... Did Joshua establish any religion in Nolan? The man in black looked at the scene in front of him with mixed feelings.

He left Athercro for two reasons, the first was to investigate the cause of Athercro's weakness, and the second was to try to gather the power of faith from other beings to supply Athurcro.

Over the years, the Men in Black have made many attempts, initially intending to establish a new religion in a remote place, but the people in that area have their own beliefs, and the Men in Black do not know how to convince them to believe in a tree.

He then travels to Nolan, the magical capital of mankind, where his magical talent has led him to become acquainted with the previous Black-Clad Man, a position he has honored to inherit after the death of the Sage.

The Man in Black has cultivated many human apprentices through his status as a sage, and he has indeed gathered some power of faith in these human apprentices.

This gave confidence to the Man in Black, and at the invitation of the Man in Blue, he began to investigate the truth about Arthur Cro's debilitation.

Twenty years later, the Man in Black returned to Arthurcro with enthusiasm and confidence, and although he was ostracized by his own people, he believed that with enough time, his research would clear his name.

"Religion? Joshua didn't build much of a church, but he had a long-eared singer named Terryn, and that girl was more popular than you were in Nolan, and the people who wanted to see her every day lined up from the eastern part of the River of Gears to Squirrel Street. ”

"Singing? How can it be... I was a bard in a human city many years ago, and I couldn't ...... just by singing."

Before the man in black could finish his words, the frost axe let out a hearty laugh and slapped the man in black the back.

Barely hurting the man in black, he swallowed the blood in his throat and looked back at the frost axe as if he had heard a 'super funny joke'.

"What were you singing on the streets of Nolan back then! A hundred people on a street listening to you sing is too much. ”

"There are hundreds of people, and it is difficult for humans to resist the appearance and singing of the High Elves."

The man in black wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he had been a professional bard for a while, and it was clear that many humans still enjoyed the singing of elven poems.

"But there are tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands, of people who listen to Tylen's songs."

Frostaxe would not be stingy with time to brag about Nolan's changes to this friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Qiao Xiu set up a Nolan radio station." Frostaxe didn't close Al's live stream, but just blocked out the sound and clicked on the Nolan Radio app, and Tyrin happened to be in the middle of an impromptu song.

"It's not... The Elven Psalm ......," the man in black listened to with a frown, and then said, "but this is indeed the song of the elves, and everyone who has a magic net can listen to her singing anytime and anywhere?" ”

"That's right! And she sings much better songs than your elven psalms! Frostaxe said.

The Man in Black fell silent again, sorting out what he had seen and heard in Nolan so far, a frost elf had become a figure worshipped by a third of the human race in Nolan, not because someone had made her a god, but because she had a beautiful singing voice...... But how is this done?

The black-clad man's mind was still in turmoil.

"I know you were also a well-known bard in Nolan's Tavern." Frostaxe patted the man in black on the shoulder and said, "Now you...... That's right! There is a word in human beings called over-gas! It's a pity you're an outdated bard now! ”

His twenty years of hard work have been completely defeated by a frost elf, or the frost elf who has been in Nolan for less than two years, which makes the man in black feel very complicated, and what makes him even more complicated is ...... Just now, a faint ball of light appeared on the head of the frost axe, and this ball of light was not the energy given to the Frost Elf World Tree, but the World Tree of the High Elves.