A loud thunderous sound sounded on the low hills of Shibata County, and Master Semp stood in front of the bloody Earl Luvia in some embarrassment, and the originally ironed and neat clothes were now rare and tattered, and the blood stains on his face were like that of a defeated general. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Compared to the unbearable appearance of Master Senpu, his enemies are extremely good, and perhaps they have not contributed at all, except for a pair of fleshy wings that tear off his shirt and stretch his back, the face of the boy does not seem to be stained with any scars.

"Surprised, pathetic mortals, how can you mole like power shake the towering trees, you are not epic, not even more than you can hurt me in the slightest. Fan unmistakably told the three people in front of him that their efforts were in vain after all, and without the existence of Sword Saint Simmel, it was simply wishful thinking that the three of them would want to ambush a sheep-headed man from the abyss, even if they added Master Semp from the Black Horn Council.

"It seems that I have miscalculated our reinforcements. "Even if it is the current enemy, Count Luvia still does not have a trace of fear, as the heir of the ancient nobles who have been in the Ella Empire for so many years, Count Luvia has long had his own understanding of the issue of life and death, so he can erase his blood stains lightly when blood is spilling from the corner of his mouth, and he also jokes about the equally embarrassed Master Sempu.

"The Earl's temperament is really unfit to become a clergyman of the Holy See, after all, the first requirement for a clergyman to get started is perseverance. The pale-faced saint was clearly dissatisfied with Count Louvia's retreat, and did not care in the slightest about the alliance between the two of them.

"Well, the Holy Maiden is still serious and boring. ”

"If I become a person like the Earl, I am afraid that the goddess will wake me up from my sleep. ”

I have to say that the relationship between the saint and Luvia can never be defined by an alliance, at least at this moment, in the face of danger, the ridicule between the two is like a friend who has been lost for many years, even if the disaster is coming, they do not forget to quarrel and have fun.

"What an enviable alliance, why didn't I see it in the first place?" Queen Claire looked at the Count of Louvia and the Holy Maiden with envy, but in the eyes of the three of them, it was tantamount to a cat crying mouse fake mercy, especially after the old queen forced Master Samp back with one palm, and had a new understanding of the queen who had always been at the top.

Yes, Master Sempu, who charged with an attack, did not expect that when his fist had not yet touched the corner of Shogues's clothes, it was this woman who blocked all her attacks with her fluttering palm, and destroyed the condensed qi in her body in an instant.

"Who the hell are you, as far as I know, Queen Claire of Betley is not a warrior. Suppressing the restless blood in his body, Bachelor Sempu stared coldly at the former queen.

"Didn't I say it, I'm a dark blue person. Speaking of dark blue, Claire's old face showed a rare hint of madness that did not belong to a lady.

"Deep Blue, I don't remember that Deep Blue had someone your age. ”

"Because it's a man in the fog, I didn't expect the knowledgeable scholar of the Eastern Capital to be so stupid, if you mean this old skin, then this only needs to be like this. ”

As if silk had been torn along a crack, the old queen grabbed her already snow-white hair, and tore open the skin called the queen little by little with the shocked expressions of the three of them.

A pitch-black crack spread along the center of the eyebrows to the abdomen, like a piece of clothing draped on the body was finally removed, and the hidden true face was also presented in front of the three of them.

"Now, you can call me a makeup artist, the seventh number of treets, Claire, a makeup artist. A charming smile slowly protruded from Dan's lips the terrifying tissue of Master Sempu.

"In the original paintings, is the fake person you are talking about Queen Claire?" Birmingham brought his doubts back to the artist.

"Why, did you meet her?" the oil painter looked at the aristocratic boy in front of him with a smile.

"No, that's not true, but since Violet ascended the throne, the first thing that has been proposed is to overturn the case, and Queen Claire, who was imprisoned in Coldridge Prison, has disappeared, so it is not difficult to guess that there are traces of that queen behind this matter. "Not a great reasoning, but it's also inseparable, at least, the painter nodded approvingly after hearing Birmingham's answer.

"Makeup artist, that's her name in our tree,"

"So, what kind of organization is your tree?" Tianxi finally couldn't help but speak, full of curiosity about this mysterious organization.

"That's the organization established by the Deep Blue Clan after the dragon smashed the Celestial Tree, and their mission is to repair the broken Celestial Tree, gain the favor of the goddess, and relieve this despair of immortality. The lantern man glanced at the three tree-shaped people who had followed Birmingham, but beneath that young face were souls who had long since gone through the vicissitudes of life, and before they knew it, these dark blue men had deviated from their original trajectory and split into two different factions.

One is the conservatives who advocate the gentle repair of the Celestial Tree, they use their long lives to find a way to repair the Celestial Tree little by little, and the other is the radical who advocates the rapid repair of the Celestial Tree, in order to repair the Celestial Tree as soon as possible, they began to adopt various methods, among which Birmingham is most familiar with the illusionist in the Rose Manor, the research he participated in on the boundary between life and death is to revive the dead Celestial Tree, which is why Master Sempu pursued the traces of the illusionist, after all, a result belonging to a taboo subject of the Eastern Capital Alliance was stolen by an unknown person, and no one would be kind enough to let it go, of courseIn addition to the Illusionist project, some of the radicals began to try to make contact with another race, one that had once been directly close to the power of the Goddess.

The Abyss Demon, the sinner who stole the power of the Goddess, here is Queen Claire, the makeup artist of the tree, who is facing Master Semp at the moment.

The two undercurrents split out of an organization that lasted for thousands of years, or even ten thousand years, flowed in front of Birmingham, leaving a deep imprint on Birmingham's adventurous journey, which has to be said to be a strange fate, and now Birmingham is also standing on the most fierce whirlpool of the confrontation between these two undercurrents, and the Shibata County, which is now invaded by demons, is the sacrifice in the whirlpool.