In the VIP room, Ms. Waukin, while elegantly drinking top-quality black tea, played with a gold coin printed with her portrait, which kept tumbling in her slender and flexible hand, from one to two, then to four, and finally simply into a pile of golden treasures, but in the next moment, the pile of treasures lost its luster again, and finally turned into a gold coin and fell into the palm of the lady's hand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You're really good, wouldn't you consider joining the Church of Waukin? I can give you a position as a regional bishop, and of course if you're willing to give the church all the amazing theories you had in your head the last time we met, a privy council is okay too. ”

Elivan, who was sitting opposite the lady, smiled bitterly and bowed to the goddess, and then said,

"I'm more than willing to give you those things for free, but the problem is, I can't. ”

A strange glint suddenly flashed in Wokkin's eyes, and she simply leaned back on the sofa and asked with interest,

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to involve you in a senseless divine war because of this knowledge that doesn't belong here, you and I both know the power of those things, relying on your current wealth, let alone a country, as long as you are given time, it is not a problem at all to rule this world without blood, but will other gods watch you use these little tricks to take over their believers? No, they won't, and by that time, your believers who only have gold coins left in their minds won't choose to give up the power they have in their hands, you see, a divine war is almost inevitable. ”

Elivan said sincerely, this is also his true thoughts, you can't imagine how strong the fighting power of a Wauching church armed by "Capital", "Liberal Economics" and other works is, at that time, as long as someone dares to sabotage their plans, let alone a god, even if all the gods descend to incarnate, it is estimated that they will be squeezed dry by the group of lunatics who have capital and power, and use them back, and even driven by capital, maybe the goddess of Waujin will be the first victim.

This is also the reason why Elivan has not dared to make much action in the past five years, because he has no idea whether his unconscious actions will anger a god he has never heard of, and thus be hunted down by crazy believers, for example, as long as Elivan dares to openly release the formula of papermaking, even the most rudimentary straw paper formula, will immediately be killed by the god of wisdom and knowledge in the incarnation, why? Because in this magical world, knowledge is monopolized, as long as Ogma, the god of wisdom and knowledge, still exists, all large-scale knowledge flows must be allowed by him, but as long as papermaking appears, the original monopolized knowledge will immediately spread, and those pagans who do not believe in Ogma can also get the precious knowledge of the secret, which is equivalent to a fundamental blow to the authority of the god of wisdom and knowledge, if he does not fight back, he can only wait for the divine power to become weaker and weaker, and finally fall directly, in this regard, even the most enlightened god of justice Tyr is the same, in the end, this group of self-proclaimed gods still can't get rid of the common diseases of human beings, their own interests cannot be touched.

"Hahaha"

Lady Waujin let out a hearty and graceful laugh, and she looked at Elavin with satisfaction, and did not speak, but the voice had already spread throughout the room,

"You're smart, even so smart that I get a little confused, but that's okay, have you considered the proposal last time?"

"Of course, ma'am, I am willing to hand over all the casinos with gold-encrusted roses to the Church of Waukin, and divide the profits equally, but because some "advanced" gambling techniques will inevitably spread in the process, I ask for a part of the damages, probably about ten percent of the normal turnover. ”

Elivan spoke eloquently, and by the way, took out from his bosom the result of his efforts for a period of time, which was probably all the collections of gambling and other entertainment he could recall from his previous life, and Lady Waukin took the scroll, looked at it a few times, and threw it into the golden air with satisfaction.

"You're 6 and we're 4, well, for the sake of what I've had lately, let's do it. ”

After speaking, the lady stood up, and a crystal clear portal appeared in the center of the room, and Wokin said with a smile as he walked into the portal,

"Elivan, you are a pleasant mortal, but for the pleasure and satisfaction I have received, I must warn you that the unbelievers generally do not end well, and of course, if you change your mind, the doors of the church of Wojin will always be open for you. ”

Elevenn stooped and saluted, but no one could see his face or the disdain in those eyes.

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The night in Bordeaux is dark, and in the rest of the continent it is already a time of deep sleep, but for the people of the commercial city, it is the most joyous time of the day, the young men and women who seek excitement meet in the civic leisure square provided by the gold-studded roses, attracting bursts of cheers, the quieter old people will choose to go to the coffee shops or quiet tea rooms scattered throughout the old town to catch up and comment on the difficulties of time, the darkest corners of the docklands are routinely trading in the darkest corners, and the three hands will choose to follow the flow of people enjoying the midnight time, looking for the next fat sheep targetIf you don't live in Bordeaux for a long time, it is difficult for outsiders to dissolve in this colorful city, but ordinary people from outside always have a curious heart, trying to integrate themselves with those happy people, this is the charm of Bordeaux, the reputation of the Pearl of the North is not in vain.

But there will always be those who look at this lovely city with the worst of intentions, greed, jealousy, or indifferent gossip, and the most sincere worship of the gods, and in short, the waters of Bordeaux hidden in the sun always ripple and try to bury all this laughter at some point.

At this moment, in the darkest and dilapidated Figors neighborhood of the Old Town, a group of strangely dressed fellows armed with all kinds of crude weapons, surrounded two people with large hoods and robes, and the tallest, the strongest, and at the same time the most eccentric ones in their clothes, brandished the worn-out axe in their hands, and shouted in a rough voice,

"I said, what did you two sneak into our "Hungry Wolf Gang" do you want to do?

The two hooded men seemed a little frightened in the face of this formation, but the shorter one still opened his mouth and asked,

"What... What rules?"

The thick man smiled and touched his dirty beard, and the axe in his hand flashed an eerie light under the dim hedron lamp,

"Rules, hehe, what my wolf said is the rules, hand over all the things on you! Also, open your sneaky hats, let me take a look, hahahaha"

The younger brothers behind him heard the domineering speech of the eldest brother and immediately made noise, but everyone knows that since the appearance of the mysterious old dish three years ago, the underground forces of the entire city have been hit hard, more than five godfather-level bigwigs died in an unknown manner, and even the famous black horn was eradicated overnight, the citizens liked this change very much, and the city hall was also very happy about this situation, so the military faction led by General Murulak immediately put more than 200 guards into the old town, and the gangs of Bordeaux have since become history, or rather, there is only one name left in the underground world of the entire Bordeaux City, Lao Cai, a mysterious guy with a super low sense of existence, but no one dares to underestimate him, in short, since then, a third-rate force like the Hungry Wolf Gang can only rely on a three-rate area like the Figors neighborhood to survive and steal.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

When the mad wolf and his little brother laughed, the tall hooded man who had not moved also laughed nervously, which quickly attracted everyone's attention.

"TMD, who made you laugh!"

Sensing that his face was being neglected, the wolf raised his axe and slashed at the tall man, for for they were dead and alive alike, all they needed was what they had on them.

"Bang!"

The crisp sound stunned everyone.

The tall man who everyone thought would be hacked to death by the wolf boss with an axe stretched out his finger and made a gesture at random, and a layer of blue light overflowing light film appeared beside him, which seemed to be broken with a finger poke, but when the light film and the wolf's axe were handed over, the sound of gold and iron resonating shocked everyone's ears.

"Law. . . Law.. Mage...!"

The wolf's originally irritable face immediately turned snow-white, but before he could say the words begging for mercy, the tall man's outstretched finger pointed at the axe that was blocked by the light curtain, and the next moment, the invisible magic hand easily took the handle of the axe from the wolf's hand, just like the most flexible axe, leaving no less than four scars on the wolf's strong body in a second, and even the white bones were faintly visible in the deepest place.

"Hmm... ”

The wolf desperately tried to cover the blood gushing from his neck, but the last angry scolding and scolding could only be accompanied by a heavy body falling to the ground, and a vicious soul died.

"It's really my favorite rule! Whatever I say, it's what it is!

The tall mage who killed people raised his head, and two bright red lights appeared under the dark hood, like a bloodthirsty lone wolf, his nimble fingers flew in the air, and I saw that the weapons in the hands of those little thugs betrayed them one after another, cutting into their bones and piercing their hearts in the most cruel way, but in just ten seconds, the Hungry Wolf Gang was disbanded.

"Ah, blood, it's delicious!"

Cast more than a dozen magic hands one after another, even if it was only the lowest-level zero-level trick, it was also a big burden for the official low-level mage who had just been promoted, the tall man gasped a little hurriedly, but the smell of blood around him made him feel like he was in heaven, this attitude obviously made the short man next to him a little dissatisfied, so he snorted coldly,

"Your clumsy personality is not suitable to be a mage of the Demon Hunting Tower at all, control your killing intent, eliminate your bloodlust, and hide your hatred, otherwise in the near future, you will be included in the blacklist of the Demon Hunting Tower!"

As soon as the short, seemingly cowardly man of the mad wolf spoke, the tall man who had just come out of the limelight immediately lowered his head and replied in the most humble tone,

"Thank you for your teachings, Master Fils, it's just that they have gone too far to dare to speak out in front of noble mages, this death is only a warning to this heretical city that has never revered the power of mages, and the great Council of the Nine Towers will be happy with this killing!"

Hearing the tall man's crazy words, the short mage sighed, this kind of blind arrogance has formed a general trend among the junior mages of the Nine Towers Council, in the eyes of their predecessors, the Nine Towers Council is just a relatively powerful force in the El Continent, but in the eyes of the juniors, the Nine Towers will definitely become the master of the entire continent, this kind of thinking does not know whether it is good or bad in the eyes of Fils.

But in the face of the tall mage who bowed his head, he still nodded,

"We have more important things to do in Bordeaux this time, and don't forget that the Lord has done everything he can to get this task for us, and we can't afford to fail! ”

"Hehe, I want to leave when I kill someone, the mages can't help but think a little too well, right?"

A gloomy voice came from the dark alley not far behind the two people, which made the two people startled, but this is not surprising, after all, they are just mages, not rangers or thieves who rely on keen perception to eat, especially for low-level mages, the lack of exploratory spells is a real hard injury, plus Elivan has a mental calculation or unintentional, the effect of this sudden appearance is naturally very simple.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Mage Fils seemed to ask, the hand hidden in the robe had already touched the wand on his waist, and the tall mage next to him was even more impulsive, taking advantage of the effect of the low-level protective enchantment had not disappeared, this guy started with a fireball spell and blasted over, the Faeron magic system has this benefit, as long as the spell position is prepared in advance, a low-level spell like the fireball spell can be called instantaneous, and it is very advantageous in the battle that determines life and death in the blink of an eye, but the success is also a spell position, and the defeat is also a spell position, a low-level mage like Gao Yi, and even a character like Fils who is about to become an intermediate mage, the spell position that can be used in a day is extremely limited, and the spells of the vast sea of Faeron system make them even more dazzling, so preparing spell slots is often the most headache for low-level mages.

In the face of the oncoming small fireball, a look of disdain appeared on Eleven's face that was also covered by the hood, these low-level mages of the Nine Towers Council are all fools, nine out of ten will blindly fill their spell slots with fireball spells, mage enchantments, and instantaneous and extremely powerful spells like the magic hand, don't they know that in this dark environment, a mist spell or a dark spell is more effective?

IQ is a hard injury!

Elivan stretched out his hand while sighing, and slightly reddened magic elements surged from all directions, and a simple spell model was quickly formed under the compilation of his five fingers that almost danced out of the afterimage, and the burning feeling also appeared in the palm of his hand at this moment, looking at the small fireball that was barely about two or three meters left, he waved his hand, and a scorching fireball that was at least twice as large as the small fireball flew towards the small fireball, like an elephant rushing towards a zebra angrily, swallowing the small fireball at the moment of collision, and accelerating towards the stunned tall mage in an unreasonable way, and Fils, who has blessed himself with the agility of the cat, the insight of the owl, and the mage enchantment, the latter quickly rushed into the dark alley at a speed that did not fit his body when the former sighed.

The next moment, "boom".

Although the tall man had dodged with all his might before the fireball flew in, the large fireball locked on by his mental power unsurprisingly hit him, and in a matter of seconds, his weak mage barrier was wiped out, and then he was completely consumed by the flames.

Eliven shrugged his shoulders, and even whistled defiantly, pulling out a silver-white pistol with strange patterns from his waist, Shi Shiran walked towards the tall man who was screaming.

Yes, he has a classic "anaconda" in his hand Revolver, this is not a strange thing, because in fact, in the El Continent, such a thing as guns has already appeared, it is said that the dwarven copperbeard empire of Danmo Snow Mountain has a completely firearms-based mountain ranger army, but because of the existence of magic rules, although even if the gunpowder power in this world is as strong as before, it is still an extremely lethal weapon for ordinary people, but in the eyes of slightly high-end professionals, this is purely a toy.

You know, even if you are armed with a Gatling gun that can shoot 3,600 rounds per minute, when facing a high-level mage who already has a super physical shield or a warrior who has forged the strength and strength of the flesh to an extremely high level, the knight will not even be able to break through their defenses, in this case, the gunpowder weapon is destined to not reach the status of the previous life.

In order to make up for this shortcoming, Elivan customized this pistol at a high price from the dwarf craftsmen in Regenmore, and privately asked the group of craftsmen with huge brains and willing to study anything strange to transform the pistol, in the process he put forward some theories about firearms in his previous life, so these ideas that are contrary to the wizarding world have triggered an engineering climax in Regenmore again, of course, these have little to do with Elivan, but the result of the crazy transformation is the original three, three, small and six guns, and in the end only two small pistols were sent from Regenmore, and the others were all in the process of transformation"Damaged", those profiteers who are simply comparable to goblin merchants!

After the firearm was in hand, the small one was given to Wendy for self-defense, and this one was regarded as a treasure by Elivan, of course, it has also been stained with a lot of "noble" blood and souls in the past few years.

Leisurely whistling while walking to the tall one, the ignited magic element has been extinguished at this moment, but the tall one is also burned by the hot magic flame and only has one breath left, his face was severely burned, that appearance made Elevenn a little disgusted, so the kid kicked this rotten face, kicked the last wail into hell, and at the same time crouched down, the silver-white pistol slid between his fingers a few times, and finally hit the tall man's forehead, at the same time, Eleven's slightly mocking voice also sounded again in the dark spell that had unfolded,

"Mage Fils, that's the name, isn't it? If you value this guy's humble life, then please disperse the dark arts, and let's have a friendly discussion, you see, we are both mages, what kind of hatred can't be resolved?

After a few minutes of silence, Eleven, who received no response, spoke again,

"Master Fils, you and your pig teammate have not been in Bordeaux for a long time, I don't know if you have heard of an interesting game called "Old Vegetable Roulette", oh, by the way, you are a noble mage, how can a noble mage be interested in this kind of mud-legged game, so let me introduce it to you!"

After speaking, he turned the muzzle of the gun, and banged in several different directions in the dark Bang Bang is six shots, these six bullets are slightly different from the metal fixed bullets in our memory, and they are also in the form of a sharp cone, but above the brass-wrapped bullet casing below, what is inlaid is not a metal bullet filled with explosives, but a small magic crystal that has been processed, and the crystal clear is very good-looking.

This special magic crystal bullet surpassed the speed of sound at the moment of spinning the chamber, and the sound wave even cut six dim short-term gaps in the mist of the dark spell, of which the first five bullets completed their mission and crashed headlong into different obstacles, and the surface of the magic crystal, which was already extremely fragile after the discharge, finally fell apart after suffering a heavy blow, and the surging energy inside the magic crystal also burst out at one time, pushing the fragments of the magic crystal to brutally slash through all the creatures around the bullet point.

The last bullet mercilessly hit the mage barrier of the mage who could not dodge, the two energies collided with each other, collapsed, and then in a tenth of a second, a fragment of the magic crystal slashed through the exposed skin of Firs, the mage who had really experienced the battle held his arm and let out a low roar, and immediately flicked his wand and threw out four or five balls of spells that had been prepared long ago, thus once again rushing into the dark mist that had calmed down.

Elivan, who had been prepared for a long time, hid aside before the counterattack spell arrived, but still couldn't completely avoid this unexpected attack, a flying fire snake jumped on his arm, but then it was pinched by a palm with a cold breath, and with a flick of his hand, the fire snake that burned Elivan's arm was extinguished in the air by the invading cold air, Elevenn squinted his eyes at his blood-soaked arm, and then ripped his throat and shouted,

"You're a well-trained warrior, much better than those softballs before you, but as you can see, the bullet is so powerful, so this battle is over!

Elavin is like a protagonist on the stage, he stood up generously, and took out a crystal clear magic crystal bullet at the top from the cowhide bullet in his arms, and then shook his left hand, and the unique nest magazine of the revolver popped out of the middle, he put this bullet into the magazine with a malicious smile, and then shook his left hand again, the magazine returned to its place, he stretched out his finger and lightly scratched the surface of the nest magazine, with the direction of the power movement, the magazine made a clicking sound, and when it returned to its position again, no one knew how many frames the bullet was in the first frame。

That's right, "Russian roulette", this is exactly the favorite game of Elevan, that is, the old man.

"Look! Mage Fils, this fool under my feet has a total of six chances to talk to the Grim Reaper, my rules are generally like this, as long as he can survive three rounds, I will spare his life, if he can survive four rounds, I will promise him one condition, if the goddess of the magic net you rely on can really bless him to survive five rounds, hehe, I will give him a bright future!"

After saying that, he paused for a moment, and then pointed his gun at the tall head,

"I'll change this rule today, and it's up to you to decide how many rounds he can survive, Mage Fils!

After speaking, Eliven pulled the hood down, and the hand that pressed the trigger gradually became stronger, and the pressure in the heart of Fils, who had been observing in the shadows, became heavier and heavier, in fact, he could have walked away, but the tall mentor was also a character who was not easy to mess with, so he decided to stay and wait for help, after all, in Phils's opinion, Elivan's magic power was indeed amazing, but judging from the fluctuation of magic power, it was just a junior mage like the tall one, and in the face of him who was about to be promoted to an intermediate mage, this mysterious old man dared to confront him head-on, and there was absolutely no chance of winning, but even so, tell himself, when the trigger rangFils still felt his heart beating out.

"Click!"