Under the light of the blue campfire, the young man with a cautious expression looked at the three tall portals behind everyone that had been completely erected, smashed his mouth, and then continued,

"At least because the spirit cards tied to your hands can grow to their best condition in three days at most, and I also hope to find a few more "Necromantic Knights" with ancient heritage like Tania, if we go out, there are not many such opportunities. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hearing this, Lens, who was next to Elivan, couldn't help but touch the spirit sealing card tied to the armor, and then lowered his voice,

"If you look for it again this time, it's best to find some really powerful guys, and if you want me to say, although Tania has reached the rank and energy level of the Dark Walker, she is not a qualified assassin at all, and if you really want to fight, any of us can easily defeat her!

Although Elivan's face was already very thick, his cheeks couldn't help but blush when he heard Lens's slightly reproachful words, well, despite such and such reasons, but to be honest, when he accepted Tania as a "Necromantic Knight", he didn't do it with the idea of forming a "Beauty Knights", of course, the seemingly majestic Tania, whose comprehensive strength can be rotten to that extent, is indeed beyond Elivan's imagination.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the girl from 10,000 years ago was too pitiful, and at the same time needed her help in the underworld, Elivan would have had the mind to abolish the "Ebony Assassin" card.

"No, Tania is just an accident this time!"

Elevenn waved his hand, then wittily changed the topic and said the second thought he had just come up with,

"Aside from that, there's that thing!"

As he spoke, he stood up and pointed in the direction of the north, even in the white mist that did not disperse in the underworld, the shadow of a behemoth stood there loomingly,

"Tania said that the master of Hela's underworld, the god of the underworld of the barbarians, fell on that sea of the underworld, and the dead souls did not dare to approach there because of the breath of the Styx, but we are not afraid of the spirit card, and if we want to go to the seal of the third space that is also located on the sea of the underworld, we will have to pass through there, think about it, brothers, it is the body of the second age of the gods, it is something ten thousand times more precious than the remains of the dragon, if we can find a way to get our hands on that thing..."

Elivan deliberately didn't finish his words, but even if he didn't say the rest of the words, his brothers must have understood, and the whispers of the crowd stopped at this moment, and everyone looked at each other, as if discussing the success of this bold plan with their eyes.

A few minutes later, it was Rattle who stood up first, and the barbarian took a few steps and looked at the huge figure in the fog with emotion, he stretched out his prosthetic leg and smashed it into the stone,

"That's Hela! The great villain of the myths I heard since I was a child, if I could take a staff made of Hela's bones and return to the Barren Hills, then if I wanted to, I could form a new great tribe in an instant!

Roman also stood up and said with a smile,

"My strength has reached a bottleneck, and if I want to break through, I must have a real magic book, from the remains of the gods, ah, it is simply the most perfect material, I can already think of the majesty of that magic book. ”

"Elevenn said, this time the Wastestone Plateau is going to send someone over, and I hope it will be Lontan! But I know that to defeat him, I also need the sharpest and strongest claws, and in barbarian mythology, Hela's claws are a symbol of death, and I really look forward to the moment when I stab it into Lontan's heart!"

Andre also stood up and put his hand on Eleven's shoulder, and finally Lens, the tall guy in the black iron skull armor that could scare the most naughty child, he stood beside Eleven, shrugged,

"I don't have any needs, but it would be nice if I could get a beautiful sister sword for the sharp red makeup!"

"Hahahaha, you guys!"

Eliven smiled and stretched out his hand, and the others put their hands on his hand one by one, and Elevenn looked around,

"Brothers together!"

"Old K will win!"

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The Amla Triangle, a place that is usually abandoned and cursed by all North Sea seafarers, has become lively today, on the morning of the 16th of June, the month of harvest.

It was a cloudless day, and under the clouds, some seagulls spread their wings and glide over the sea, but they never approached the bluest sea, like a sea within a sea, and even when flying, they deliberately bypassed it, as if some terrible beast was hidden in the most beautiful sea.

The instincts of the beasts are often the sharpest, for example, now, when the wild fleet decorated with fangs and leather approached the surface of the sea, the cyan wolves on each ship showed signs of anxiety and fear, and the terrible wolf howls came and went, making the faces of several leaders sitting on the bridge of the flagship ship a little unsightly.

But they all knew that the howl of the giant wolf was only a minor problem, and that the magic airships with pure white sails and their masters, who were flying low thousands of meters away from them, were the real big problem.

"Bang!"

The fist of the old sword saint Rogman, who had a relationship with Elivan, slammed on the table,

"Can anyone tell me, how did those damn White Stone Mages end up on the other side of us?

Yes, although the El human world of the Third Age has generally abandoned the ancient heritage, there is still information from the Second Age in the oldest records of orcs, elves, dwarves, and even obscure gnomes, and although for some reason these traditions tend to circulate only among the highest ruling classes, it is undeniable that when it comes to the legitimacy of the lineage, the aliens do have a right to despise humans.

"Uncle Rogman, let me take the warriors to kill those mages! With you and Master William in the battle for us, the warriors of our clan will definitely destroy those bugs who dare to come and steal the inheritance from us very quickly!"

Longtan's favorite son, the most courageous general of the Ghost Wolf Tribe, Ormanch-Theseus saw the old swordmaster's angry look, and immediately pulled out the double axe on his waist, and said in an impassioned tone,

"Our shamans are no weaker than their mages, but their fragile bodies can't stop the warriors' sharp axes!"

"Sit down for me, Ormanche! This is the sea, and the sea has never been a battlefield for orcs!, not to mention that we have enemies that need to be taken seriously more than those mages!" (To be continued.) )