"Fighting side by side with demons?God, this almost turned my perception upside down, I always thought that our races and demons were mortal enemies, but in the end, I was wrong. Sylvia complained and picked up in the dust, and in a short time she gained a lot.

"It's probably impossible. The two of us have fought together many times, and we have fought, although most of the time you are cannon fodder, and I am saving the field, but I have to say that your ability to cooperate is quite suitable for me," Di continued to tease his pile of bones and sticks, "What subverts cognition should be that we think that the two of us are the first pair of demons and elves in history, who knows that someone has already taken the lead." ”

"You don't really look like a demon at all. Now every day I spend time with you, I have to tell myself, you're a demon, you're a demon, you're a demon......" Sylvia chanted.

"Why do you have to repeat it so many times a day?" asked Gloom, looking at Sylvia all the time there.

"Remember that you're an evil guy who likes to play hooligans! If you don't talk too much and raise your vigilance, you might be taken advantage of at any point." Sylvia said proudly.

"Cut, flat body, when who wants to take advantage of you. Grunted gloomily, continuing to study his pile of bone sticks.

"Hmph, I'm not wrong!" Sylvia wrinkled her little nose cutely.

......

Bones can tell a lot and are very easy to preserve. Due to the stable environment, the bones are in a very good state of preservation, which helps to analyze the information even more.

"The elven sternum, which is more compact, should be female. There is a clear wound on the heart, and the wound is large, which is caused by the piercing of a long sword...... Well, looking at the condition of this sternum, it shouldn't be much bigger, but it's much bigger than yours. Gloomy looked at Sylvia's chest again.

"Die!" Sylvia hated to talk about her flat chest. She kicked it over, but unfortunately she was prepared and didn't kick Silvia.

"The Terran skull, male, has a partially fragmented face, a broken nose bone, a fragmented orbital bone, a large fragmented part, and a large amount of bone residue in the brain, probably caused by blunt force blows. Huh, blunt instruments?"

Upon examining the skull of a Terran male, Glo discovered something unusual.

"The splinter is a circular depression, estimated to be about the size of my palm. If yes, this should be the result of the Angel Clan's warhammer blows. Why the Angels?"

"I wonder why this is due to the war hammer blows of the Angel Clan, and not to the other race. I remember that there were many races that had warhammers to use. Sylvia asked, looking at the skull.

"I'll break it down for you. You elves don't use hammers, the dwarves have all square hammers, because they want to forge them, the Terrans have many iron thorns on their hammers, because the Terrans seek to kill, and the orcs have to have hammers that are twice as big as this, otherwise they don't fit their height. Among the demons, the hammers are very large, estimated to be larger than the orcs, and the strength is also greater, and a hammer can directly hammer the human race into a meat pie, and it will not be just a bone shatter. Only the Angels of Force would use this round hammer head, which was about the same size as the one they used. Gloom said. He was familiar with the weapons of each race, so it was easy to tell which weapons caused the wounds. The wound on the skull was clearly caused by the Angel of Force's warhammer blows.

"How could the Angel Clan go to war with our Elven Clan? As far as I know, the relationship between our Elven Clan and the Angel Clan has been very good since ancient times. "The two have determined that the Terrans are the comrades-in-arms of the Elves in this war, and since the Angels have attacked the Terrans, the Angels must also be the opponents of the Elves.

"This is also what I want to know very much, according to reason, the angel clan will not go to war with the elves, because one of the bosses of both of you is the god of light, and the other boss is the goddess of nature, and the bosses of both of you seem to have such a leg between each other," the dark right hand pinched his chin, and the left hand was behind his back, walking back and forth, "The relationship between the two bosses is so iron that they can wear a pair of pants, but the younger brother under him is fighting, this is unreasonable?!Isn't this refuting the face of the bosses?"

"What do you mean that there is a leg between the two bosses of our two sides? You are not allowed to insult the goddess! the goddess is the most holy!" The goddess of nature is the belief of the elves, and as soon as she heard the nonsense that Gloria was talking about, Sylvia immediately blushed with anger.

"What do you mean by insulting your goddess? The God of Light is so handsome and dashing, suave, powerful, and powerful, with a million believers under his command. As long as he waves his hand, the younger brothers under his hands can rush up to play crowd tactics with you and kill you in minutes. It is the honor of your goddess to have a leg with such a great god. "Gloomy continues to talk nonsense somewhere. However, it is not easy to hear the praise of the god of light from the mouth of a demon.

"You're going to die for me!" Sylvia kicked over.

I don't know when it started, Sylvia practiced a trick "Kicking the Ass Divine Skill", this magic skill is impossible to hide, and it is impossible to prevent it. As long as Sylvia's leg is raised, the next second Dim will be kicked out, there is absolutely no other possibility!

Silvia kicked him before, so he dodged it, but this time he kicked it, and as soon as the "Kick Ass Magic Skill" was launched, he was kicked out again. I saw him make a graceful arc in mid-air, and then landed in a standard free-fall manner.

"Ahh ”

With a loud scream and two crisp bone crunches, a cloud of dust flew up.

"Ahem, ahem...... cough violently, there was dust everywhere, and he fell to the ground and ate his mouth full ......of ashes.

"Hey, what is this?"

A coincidence is always made up of many coincidences, and a miracle is always made up of many miracles. If Sylvia hadn't kicked him over, he probably wouldn't have found such a thing.

It was a feather as black as ink, and she hid it under a thick layer of dust, and if it hadn't happened to "eat" all the dust there, he wouldn't have found it.

"The black feather is the angel's feather, right?" Di took the black feather and looked at it carefully.

"It's getting more and more mysterious. ”