Abigail didn't understand Medirli's words very well, why should he go to support the war on Dragon Isle, there are a large number of troops of the Arcane Empire, magicians, and one of his regional bishops will be secretly killed.

Although she trusted the power of the goddess, the magicians of the Arcane Empire were too terrifying.

Medirli nodded slightly and said, "You're pretty enough......"

"Are you saying I'm brainless?" Abigail exclaimed.

"Alright, can you understand what I said today, and then talk about your wisdom. Medirli didn't intend to say any more, she pointed to the distance, and Qiu Xuanji was laughing.

"My lord, sure enough, magic is also wonderful, although it is not as good as Taoism, and it is not even common, but when it comes to communication, it seems to be opening a ......"

"The path of the law. ”

"yes, that's what I admire about adults. The Death Mist Electric Chain is much weaker than the Daomen's electric spells, but the casting conditions are so simple, with my true qi stock, I don't feel it hard to put a hundred. It's such a weak spell, but it still makes me feel the power of the law. ”

Xia Hexin said, weak?

I used to think so, but at the end of the spell practice, who is much stronger than whom?

Perhaps in an unknown universe, in a certain world, there is an incomparably powerful magician, even more ferocious than the legendary god-level mage, even the gods cannot be compared.

"Then you can now make this magic scroll independently, and together, we can make as many as we want. Let's go around the volcano and destroy the forest bit by bit. We draw the scrolls and let the two of them go free. I look at the elves in the volcano, what else can they do. ”

What can the elves do, Xia He discovered their weakness, drew wages from the bottom of the kettle, and destroyed the forest.

The Death Mist Chain, if released with a scroll, can cover an area of 200 meters wide and 100 meters deep at a time. Xia He pursues the most economical magic power and calculates the optimal solution.

Xia He had a month to build a house for the two of them while he was on the periphery of the volcano's formation, and he and Qiu Xuanji were making scrolls, and Medilli and Abigail were idle, and built a house for the two of them. The two men lay the alchemy stone tablet, rested for a while, and then continued to draw the scroll.

Xia He doesn't pursue much speed, and the drawing speed has always been twice that of Qiu Xuanji.

In other words, Qiu Xuanji draws one, and he draws two chapters. Qiu Xuanji continued to speed up, and in the end, he couldn't bear the consumption of divine consciousness power, so he had to give up the competition with Xia He.

Xia He knows very well that a Taoist priest, if you are not stronger than him, he will not feel at ease to do things for you.

He also has this kind of arrogance, and even surpasses it.

So he had to suppress Qiu Xuanji, and let Medirli also suppress him. Even if a person is not bad, he has a temper, and in the face of a group of weak chickens, how can you cooperate with peace of mind.

When the house was finished, Medirli and Abigail were free again, and the scrolls made up two hundred, and the two of them went to the neighborhood to release them, destroying the forest. When they came back again, Xia He and Qiu Xuanji hadn't even drawn fifty scrolls, so they could only wait slowly.

Abigail was bored, so he said to Medirli, "Can you still give me your wine?"

"Don't give. Medirri's answer was always so subtle.

"Please, Medirri. After drinking your wine, I felt that my wine was not strong enough and tasteless. ”

"The recipe is here. ”

"Swap recipes?"

"No, the recipe is exchanged for wine. Medirri said with a sense of urgency.

"Good. Abigail's answer made Medirli's eyelids jump. This guy is finally smart?

Abigail really told Medirri the recipe, and the quality of her wine was not bad, but the difference between her and Medirli's wine was the taste. Abigail was drunk once, and she remembered it, and she knew that it would feel better if she didn't get drunk.

Medirli smiled, and she said to Abigail, "You are smart, after you have drunk this wine for a while, you can taste it carefully, and you will always find the recipe yourself." So it's equivalent to you using your recipe and changing mine recipe, and I have to supply you for free for a while. ”

"So, I'm taking advantage?"

"The teacher said that to suffer a loss is to take advantage. ”

"Then with whom. Abigail said disappreciatively. She agreed to this deal in the spirit of being cheated. It's just that she reaped an unexpected joy, and she didn't want to be cheated on others.

"Abigail, remember in the future, in front of me, suffer more. ”

"Okay. Abigail replied pitifully.

"But don't pretend to be pitiful, my Lord Bishop of the region. ”

Medirli took out one of her flasks and tossed it to Abigail, "That's pretty much enough for you to grasp the recipe, and every time you drink a tenth of your first mouth, you won't sleep that long." It's about a few hours of sleep, and you can wake up immediately when you're in danger. ”

Abigail carefully put away the flask, ready to talk about it in the evening.

"Grand Knight Chief, after we go back, we won't teach students in the north, right?" Abigail was a little worried, if he stayed in the Tenth Academy of Magic, it would not only be boring, but also dangerous.

"How is it possible, even if adults want to, others will not want to. ”

"Now that I think about it, I'm also funny, and I kind of want to go back to Cape Storm. Abigail said bitterly.

"You can't bear it, unless my family goes back. ”

"That's right. Abigail admitted and accepted Medirri's teasing. Medirli couldn't help but take a closer look at the Regional Bishop, Abigail was plump, and now he was dressed in a heavier outfit, with soft armor and magic wings, as well as a covered robe.

The main thing is that this face is overwhelming, I don't know how adults can endure it.

Doesn't he like women? Then why does he have a soft spot for Ovilla?

Excuse or is Ovilla a man?

"Why do you think of me like that?" Abigail felt uneasy at Medirri's aggressive gaze. When a sword cultivator looks at someone, it feels like a knife rubbing against your throat.

"It's nothing, I just think Freya is amazing. Dare to take out Ovilla. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have that idea!" Abigail waved his hand vigorously.

"I know you're cowardly, I mean, Freya is amazing, she knows the consequences. How many people in the world can choose to face it even if they know the outcome?"

Abigail was suddenly shocked by Medirli's words, yes, who in this world can do it?

If you choose Asla, if you are a moth to the fire, what kind of attitude will you pounce on? Is it to wander outside the lampshade, or to fight hard, hit the head and break the bloodstream, and then disappear.

Maybe it's worse than a moth to a fire, how can the goddess's mind know it all.

He pestered Asra in the hope that Asra would give him a solution, but Asra didn't want him, what could he do?

What kind of reason is this, why did you let Asra fight against the goddess!

And why did you suddenly have this thought? It's disrespectful to the goddess.

If you are not godly, why should you still be a bishop, how can you become a pope?

Under Abigail Khan, Medirli didn't let her think about it too much and patted her on the top of her head. Abigail couldn't hide from Medirli's hand, she was lost and confused. As soon as she looked up at the sky, the goddess of wealth glared at herself. Abigail exclaimed, and a golden light shot out from his hand.

No!

Abigail saw the goddess shattered, and then realized that it was his own demonic disease, and everything was a fantasy.

"Do you know, if you go to Dragon Island, you don't have to make a choice so early, follow my family, then I'm very sorry, with me by my side, you can't allow half-hearted people to be there. Medirli said grimly, her hand resting on Abigail's back. She didn't know when she changed positions, and the whole person was in the blind spot of Abigail's attack.

"I ......"

"Freya dares to kill Ovilla, guess me, do I dare to kill you?"

Abigail said that Medirli should be Asla's first student, the most precious disciple, and her importance in Asla's heart is undoubted. One only needs to look at the speed of Medirri's progress to know how much attention Asra has put into her.

"Medirli, it's not that I don't want to, my relationship with the goddess is much more complicated than you know. ”

"She's your mother goddess?"

"How do you know!"

"Your attitude towards her is not like that of an ordinary believer. There is no respect for other believers. Unless the relationship between you and her is the relationship between the mother goddess and the child, it doesn't make sense. ”

"I didn't make it to her, I saved it from her, with her Origin Power. ”

"So you can't choose?"

"Yes. ”

"Then you're wrong, Abigail. Medirri looked at her innocently and said, "My lord, you can completely conquer the goddess of wealth, so you don't have to make any choices." ”

"You ...... That's what you do, accept me, right?"

"I don't know, I guess that's the idea. ”

Abigail was dejected, and heard Medirri say again: "What does it matter? ”

"What do you mean?"

"Humans, why should they be conditioned by the gods?"

"How do I know. ”

"Then you can accept the human beings restricting the gods, right?"

Abigail didn't know how to refute it, but Medirli had a point.

"Are you going to kill me?" Abigail asked, giving up on the counterattack, slackening his body.

"Of course not, I'm just afraid you're out of control. The adults didn't think about dealing with you. When many believers collapse in faith, they will go berserk, which is said to be quite terrifying. ”

"Then you let me go, I'm calm now. Abigail said coldly.