The Dance of Swords is one of the special rituals of the Church of the Dark Maiden Eliestria, and it is also an alternative blessing.

Because during this ritual, the believer will smear a small amount of his own blood on the sword, and with the small amount of divine power of the goddess, it will not break or rust for the next three months.

Don't underestimate this.

Because it means that even ordinary iron swords and steel swords can remain basically intact in collisions with Adamantite and high-grade magic weapons, instead of suddenly breaking into two knots.

However, in addition to the ordinary sword dance rituals, there is also a high-level sword dance that is unknown within the Elise Tribe.

Only the most devout and kindest heroes, who have helped countless fellow Dark Elves free themselves from the mind control of evil Rose in the practice of their teachings, will receive revelation on one of the most special days of the year.

They then go out into the wilderness alone, stripping off all their clothes and equipment, carrying only a sword to hunt dangerous beasts or monsters designated by the revelation.

If all goes well, then at the moment of successful hunting, the incarnation of the goddess will descend from the sky and personally teach her the art of sword dance.

All those who receive this blessing will improve their swordsmanship by leaps and bounds, and the movements will become so beautiful and ornamental that even if they are obviously killing, they will feel like they are dancing, a dance of blood, killing and death.

As for weapons, they will also be upgraded to a powerful Moon Sword, at least a magic weapon with an enchantment level of +3, and some will even reach the level of +4 or even +5.

On top of that, when the wielder of this weapon begins to fight, his entire body is shrouded in a curtain of moonlight that cannot be seen clearly.

Not only will the strength, constitution, and agility attributes be greatly improved, but it also comes with an additional acceleration effect, immunity to bad psychic magic attacks, and the enemy has a high probability of missing physical attacks due to interference in their line of sight.

Obviously, what Zuo Si is receiving right now is such an upgraded version of the blessing.

At this moment, his whole body was already wrapped in the curtain of moonlight with Elisetsu, and a large amount of knowledge and combat skills about swordsmanship poured into his brain like a tide, forming muscle memory at an incredible rate.

At the same time, the artifact in his hand, the Dog Slayer Sword, also bloomed with a silver-white glow as bright as moonlight in the continuous sword dance.

If you look closely, you will see that all of these glows come from the sudden and delicate patterns on the blade and blade.

There is no doubt that these patterns are a manifestation of the Dark Maiden's divine power and priesthood.

Zuo Si felt that it should be almost a fusion of the four priesthoods of swordsmanship, dance, moonlight, and beauty.

The most amazing thing is that these divine powers do not conflict with the power of the original Goddess of Magic, but are perfectly harmoniously integrated.

It's no wonder that rumors have some kind of special relationship between the goddess of magic, the goddess of the moon, and the dark girl.

One of them, Suren and Elisetri, has a full Moon Priesthood, and the other has a Moonlight Priesthood.

The Goddess of Magic was born from the first battle between Suren and Shar.

After the fall of the relatively neutral first Goddess of Magic, the second generation of Goddess of Magic turned to Suren and Shar as enemies, and even had a very close relationship with Elise, and even created a common electorate - Aoi Lu.

From this alone, it can be seen that the three goddesses obviously have a lot of similarities in terms of divine power and priesthood tendencies.

When the sword dance between the two ended, the Dog Slayer Sword had become a little unrecognizable to Zuo Si, the owner.

The original unpretentious gauntlets have been replaced by the carvings of two naked dark elf maidens holding the moon.

The hilt of the sword held in his hand is the lower half of the body, and the place where the tiger's mouth is on is just the upper body......

Although it has long been known that Elistra has always been very fond of pursuing unfettered freedom, especially to remain naked, even the statues in the temple are no exception.

But Zuo Si always felt weird when he held this sword, no matter how he looked at himself, he was a bit like the perverts in the movie who specifically targeted women.

However, Elistra apparently did not think so, but was very satisfied with her work, and asked with a regretful face, "Why don't you want to take off your clothes like my disciples?"

If you can get rid of all the constraints and complete this sword dance naked, it will be a wonderful and enjoyable thing.

By the way, your swordsmanship is pretty good, much better than most mortals I've met.

It seems that you have a good swordsmanship teacher, but his swordsmanship seems to be a bit too much for efficient killing, so it is slightly lacking in beauty. ”

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and responded with a smile: "I'm sorry, with my education and habits, I'm afraid it's impossible to adapt to standing naked in front of a group of people in this life."

As for my teacher, he was a Vampire Brigade mage who had lived for thousands of years, so it's not surprising that swordsmanship would tend to pursue efficient killing.

Moreover, my swordsmanship is not entirely taught by him, and he has also absorbed a lot of martial arts schools from the local schools of the Faren Continent, mainly focusing on practicality.

Something as extravagant as aesthetics is never taken into account. ”

There was no doubt that if Zuo Si had stripped naked like the other Dark Maiden's followers, he would definitely be the most conspicuous in the crowd.

After all, most of the dark elves' skin is dark or dark blue, and they almost blend in with their surroundings when they stay in a darkly lit place.

For people who don't have dark vision, they can't see anything clearly.,Born with a stealth ability that's better than that of African black uncles.。

But what about Zuo Si?

Due to the long-term lack of sun exposure, the white complexion is a little unhealthy.

Coupled with the height that stands out from the crowd, it is estimated that it can instantly attract 90% of the attention of the scene.

He had never worked as a mannequin before, so he couldn't stand being watched by so many people with his bare butt, and he felt ashamed just thinking about it.

Elise Cui noticed Zuo Si's slightly embarrassed and helpless reaction, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth into a playful smile: "Okay, it seems that you are the type who is more prone to shyness.

Thank you for helping to build this underground city as a base for the return of the good Dark Elves to the surface world.

And you've given them a head start and can even move freely between towns with a lot of surface without any restrictions.

Perhaps decades or even centuries later, the hatred that once lasted for 10,000 years will slowly be forgotten, and everything will eventually return to its original harmonious and beautiful state. ”

"Yes, time is the cure for everything.

Although the appearance of the Dark Elves in the surface world has always been similar to that of demons, demons and other creatures of the lower planes.

But I believe that as long as you have enough exposure, many of the original prejudices and stereotypes will always be dissolved.

The only thing to watch out for is that the traditional Dark Elves will frequently attack villages and towns in the surface world at the behest of the evil spider queen they serve.

In order to undermine this process of return, to discredit you and your followers. ”

Zuo Si slowly put away the strengthened artifact and reminded solemnly.

He felt that it would be more appropriate for the Dog-Slayer Sword to be renamed the Demon Moon Blade now.

In particular, the Shining Moonlight trait has a strong demon-breaking effect, dealing additional magic damage to beasts, otherworldly creatures, and evil faction creatures.

Hearing this, Elistri's expression suddenly became serious, and she nodded seriously: "You're right, this is indeed a place that needs to be paid attention to and precautioned.

My mother would not let so many Dark Elves get out of her hands, and that would continue to tear apart the Dark Elf race, the most powerful race of Dark Elves she possessed.

In addition, I suspect that the Dark Elf city in the Dark Regions is already brewing an unprecedented expedition here.

So the safety of this underground city is up to you.

In the event of a massive invasion, there is no second person but you who can help them. ”

"Don't worry. Later I'll build a large mage tower and permanent portals in the city.

If they are invaded, the entire West Coast Empire will be their strongest backing.

Tens of thousands of troops and mages will be mobilized in a very short period of time, using the terrain to deplete the enemy's numbers.

When the time comes, launch a counterattack and directly destroy the nearest Dark Elf city.

As a result, they will not be able to launch another invasion in a short time. ”

Zuo Si raised his head slightly, trying to avoid places that shouldn't be seen, and gave the goddess a reassurance.

You must know that the height of the incarnation of the dark girl is two meters seven, and if you look at it at eye level, it is just right to aim at the place that is only covered by two strands of hair, which is really embarrassing.

But Elistry didn't care at all, stretched her waist lazily like a cat, showed her beautiful posture and curves generously, and then responded with a smile: "I'm relieved to hear you say that."

As long as this city close to the surface of the earth remains, there will always be a beacon of hope for those dark elves who want to break free from my mother's control to show them the way in the darkness.

No matter what pain and suffering they endured, and how great the danger they faced, they had the opportunity to run to the surface world and re-bathe in the moonlight.

And with almost unlimited food and water, it's far better than the harsh living conditions in the dark areas. ”

With that, the goddess set her eyes on the devotees who were tired of dancing and dancing not far away, and were sitting around the long table eating, drinking various flavors of alcoholic beverages, talking and laughing, and a look of relief appeared on their quiet and beautiful faces.

There is no doubt that the Dark Lands is an extremely cruel place, and even the Dark Elves, who are the overlords, have never been given enough food, and even slaves are killed as a source of food in the most difficult times.

Babies born with defects or disabilities, even if they were born into aristocratic families, were mercilessly sacrificed to the spider goddess simply to save unnecessary food waste.

The crab sting that can eat a giant crab, a specialty of the dark region, is as rare as a festival for the ninth family, which is only one step away from entering the council.

This shows the extent of food scarcity.

But now, when I saw the enticing aroma of strawberry pies, the cakes and biscuits baked with dairy, sugar, eggs and flour, and the large basins of stews with spices, potatoes, corn and pork, these dark elves who had endured a terrifying hunt and countless sufferings felt for the first time that life could be so beautiful.

In particular, their eyes burst out with expectations for the future, which they simply did not dare to think about in the traditional dark elf oppressive society.

As a goddess inclined to goodness, Elistra was undoubtedly happy to see the faithful living in peace and contentment.

However, unlike the dark girl, Zuo Sikei found that the ratio of Ji and Ji in this group of dark elves was really a bit high, and he couldn't help but remind in a low voice: "Are you going to guide the question of sexual orientation through religion?"

You must know that the fertility rate of the dark elves is not high compared to humans.

If they don't have more children, it will be difficult for you to keep up with your mothers. ”

Elise Tree smiled and shook her head, "No, there's no need for that, just keep it the way it is."

As long as they don't affect other people, whether it's same-sex love or heterosexual love, I will give blessings.

What's more, even if half of the population chooses the same sex, isn't there another half who choose the opposite sex?

I think they should be able to take on the responsibility of reproducing future generations and making the city more and more prosperous and prosperous. ”

"Okay, if you're happy."

Seeing that the dark girl didn't care about herself, what else could Zuo Si say, she could only shrug her shoulders and pose as if she didn't care.

And with the end of the relatively sacred religious ceremonies, the celebrations began to enter the carnival stage.

Many male and female groups will hold hands and hide in unknown hidden alleys or rooms, and begin to hug each other passionately kissing, hugging, and touching, and all kinds of strange sounds will soon come from all directions.

If nothing else, there should be a lot of babies born in a few months to a year.

In order not to disturb the interest of the believers, Erisestra quietly departed after giving her blessing, without the slightest hint of a god.

Just as Zuo Si was about to turn around and leave, a dark elf girl blocked his way.

This girl is none other than Lireel, the little princess of the Banri family who escaped from Morsobre City.

Due to the relationship between the immortal race, she didn't look different from when the two first met.

The only difference is that no clothes are worn today.

"Are you leaving?" Liriel asked, raising an eyebrow.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Well, yes."

Now that the inauguration is over, and all that remains is the carnival time for the city's residents, there is no need for me, an outsider, to continue to participate in it.

Otherwise, it would be too rude to accidentally disturb other people's good deeds. ”

"And what if someone invites you along?"

Lireen strikes a pose that she thinks is seductive, constantly hinting at it with her eyes.

There was no doubt that what was happening in the city had made her feel a little uncontrollably springy, so much so that she had a physiological reaction and craving.

And in the whole city, the only thing that the girl is familiar with and has some good feelings for is the only one left in front of her.

Since the Dark Elves have long been matriarchal, women are usually the ones who hold the initiative in this regard.

They generally do not suppress their lusts, and will ask any lowly male who looks at them to provide services for them whenever they need to.

"Hehe, forget it.

Because you're not ready for that, and so am I.

In addition, as a mage, you should learn to restrain your desires, stay rational and calm.

You should not be controlled by instinct, but overcome it. ”

Zuo Si tactfully declined the other party's invitation.

Because Graesia's expulsion made him understand a truth.

That is, before Talona is done, any contact that is too intimate will cause the goddess to be jealous and jealous, thus messing up the whole thing.

"Alas—maybe you're right."

Lireen was visibly frustrated by the rejection, but the hormonal aura that emanated from her body before had obviously faded a lot, and she quickly turned around and disappeared at the end of the dark street.

Not long after she walked on her front foot, Chaun VII, who had been waiting for a long time, appeared out of thin air and asked in a slightly playful tone, "I didn't disturb your good deeds, did I?" ”

Zuo Si sneered and shook his head: "No." You should know that at this stage in Feren, all these good things are unlikely to end up with anything. ”

"Because of Talona?"

Sean VII obviously knew something inside, and his eyes immediately revealed a raging fire of gossip.

After all, for most gods, the elect is usually just a relatively high-ranking believer, and even if they are favored, they cannot replace the huge church structure in the mortal world.

Many senior church leaders are in a position similar to that of their elect, and may even be hostile to each other because of their different doctrinal understandings.

But Talona's church is very weird.

Obviously, it has split into two completely different sects, but the attitude of both sides towards Zuo Si, the sole voter, is extremely respectful, and there has not been a single infighting so far.

Every once in a while, he will also send over the materials, gems, books, scrolls, and magic items he has collected.

Although Zuo Si has always been very unkind to see each other, the heads of the two sects are like those spare tires and licking dogs, and they do their best to please each other.

This attitude is basically similar to serving the incarnation and sage of one's own gods.

Therefore, Sean VII has always believed that Talona's treatment of Zosi is not at all a normal attitude between the gods and the elect, but a fusion of many complex emotions, and perhaps unknown taboos.

Zuo Si rolled his eyes angrily: "Otherwise, who else will there be?" Forget it, now is not the time to talk about this, let's get down to business first. ”

"You're right! We should get down to business first! Why don't you start the spark and go to that world now? ”

As soon as he heard the word "business", Sean VII suddenly became full of excitement and anticipation.

After all, he has only been to one plane so far, and he is eager to see more different worlds.

Most importantly, after being relieved of the heavy responsibility of ruling the Shane Empire, this legendary half-lich can be said to be light, devoting all his energy and time to learning all kinds of knowledge and studying the power of the spark of the traveling mage.

In a very short period of time, he raised the spark level to the level of LV10.

He also went to other planes full of negative energy to catch a winter ghost with a high warrior class level, as well as a powerful mummy spellcaster with full consciousness, and with the help of Zuo Si, he strengthened it a series of times, and finally transformed it into an entourage.

As for the other minions of various levels, there are even more than they can count.

As long as you have enough mana in your mana pool, you can summon a huge army that can destroy a country in minutes, and the undead make up more than two-thirds of it.

And the rest are basically magical creatures native to Faeron and some otherworldly creatures.

Compared with Zuo Si, who rarely takes the initiative to deal with the black hands of the good camp, Sean VII obviously has no scruples, and he has caught a bunch of all kinds of angels and metal dragons alone.

That momentum to collect the entire illustrated book no matter what, is not lost to Zuo Si, who was determined to become the strongest Pokémon master in Feren.

If it weren't for the fact that the cards of the traveling mage were tightly bound to their own sparks, unless they were directly captured by the sparks, it would be impossible to obtain and use the cards inside, and the two of them would probably be able to get together and communicate with each other.

"Here, here are the coordinates, let's go and see how those players fare in the final battle."

Zuo Si casually gave the coordinates of the Song of Ice and Fire to Shane VII, followed by the two of them to activate the spark and disappear in place.

Just a second later, they appeared out of thin air in a snowy, extremely cold place.

However, unlike many imaginary armies of Wraiths and Undead besieging the Great Wall or a city in the North, the situation here is one in which hundreds of thousands of players are chasing down Wraiths and their undead minions like mad dogs.

With a little magic and the power of industrial technology, vehicles shaped like large sleds are constantly compressing the space for these magical creatures to move around like open nets at an unhurried pace.

As soon as a large army of enemies is spotted, it will immediately send a signal to gather nearby players to start a righteous group fight.

But if they are small troops, they will rush forward like sharks that smell blood, and use the variety of weapons in their hands to drive out the enemy.

These weapons may include projectiles made from muskets and dragon crystals, improvised flamethrowers and Molotov cocktails made by players, grenades that are also stuffed with a large number of dragon crystal fragments, arrows with dragon crystal arrows on the front, large hand-cranked gatlings mounted on steam sleighs, and so on.

Finally, there are the various magical weapons, equipment, scrolls, and potions purchased from the Floating City, as well as the arcane and divine arts that you have mastered.

There are also some of the half-hearted bastards who simply add chainsaw-like meat grinders or sharp blades to the steam sleigh and go on a rampage with the enemy's army.

Occasionally, you can see players riding five or six metre long young dragons whizzing through the sky, swooping down and spewing hot flames and lightning breaths.

These guys were the fifth batch of lucky ones to be selected, and when creating the characters, they chose the special bloodline "Dragon Rider", which was added later.

From their handsome and beautiful appearances like the Targaryens, as well as their iconic white-blond hair and violet and indigo irises, it is not difficult to tell that their bodies are essentially genetic clones of Daenerys, the "Dragon Mother".

Although at the beginning, the excessive intensity of this class caused many old players to be dissatisfied and even protest.

After all, just being able to ride a dragon all over the sky is a huge advantage.

Soon, however, as the Dragonrider's dragon grew larger and the cost of feeding it exponentially increased, all the discontent and protests vanished and were replaced by schadenfreude.

Because almost all of the income of the "dragon riders" has to be used to buy fish and meat, in order to ensure that their dragons can grow smoothly and not become hungry and grumpy and uncontrollable.

When the size of the body swells to a certain extent, it is simply impossible to support such a behemoth at the rate of making money by ordinary players.

Therefore, the "dragon rider" who was still beautiful before soon had to sign a selling agreement with various player guild organizations, and changed from a free man to a thug raised by the guild.

Their role in this war was to be responsible for high-altitude reconnaissance and providing cover for ground forces when needed, and occasionally for dropping four large incendiary bombs into the densest areas of the Wraiths and Ghouls.

Due to the fact that both the alien and the undead army have very obvious weaknesses, this group of magical creatures has no chance to pose a huge threat to the living creatures of the entire continent like in the original story, and has completely become a monster used by players to brush up on experience.

Many of the more unlucky ghosts were controlled and captured by spells during the battle, and then brought back to the floating city for research at a high price.

At this moment, within the line of sight of Zuo Si and Shane VII, there are two or three thousand players besieging an army of tens of thousands of undead and a dozen or so aliens who are responsible for commanding them.

Although the players were completely inferior in numbers, instead of retreating, they rushed forward as if they were afraid that they would be snatched away by others if they were slow.

"Hahahaha! Come on! Hands are fast, hands are slow! ”

"Gan! Those bastards are already throwing Molotov cocktails to grab monsters! ”

"Don't worry! Leave it to me! We don't have dry rice to get a steam catapult! ”

"Heavy man! Fucking fire and strafe me! Have you run out of Gatling bullets? ”

"Mage Warlock prepare! Use the fireball technique to blast a bloody path for me! Don't let those strangers run away! Each of them is worth tens of thousands of Floating City Gold Coins! ”

"Don't worry, none of us can escape, we have already intercepted them."

……

All of a sudden, the roar of the steam sled as it worked, the roar of the players passing messages and commands, and the loud sound of guns and gunpowder explosions intertwined to create a spectacular scene on a snowy battlefield.

Steam sleighs at full speed are like tanks, rampage through the army of the undead, like no one.

As much as the Wraiths try to manipulate the gigantic giants and mammoth carcasses to overturn the machines that emit staggering heat, they are overwhelmed by the bullets and magic that shoot out before they can get close.

Ordinary undead who were armed with cold weapons and didn't even have weapons couldn't even knock the metal shell of the steam sled, and at best smashed a few dents on it.

Obviously, these creatures, created by magic thousands of years ago, have been completely crushed in terms of technology and magic when facing the player base.

They pride themselves on their ability to resurrect corpses indefinitely, and are almost as good as live targets in the face of highly lethal weapons such as incendiary bombs, bombs, and muskets.

Even a cold body that was strong enough to withstand the slash of a metal sword in hand-to-hand combat could not play even the slightest advantage at this time.

Because the players don't know anything about "martial arts" with the monster at all, they rush up and wrap ropes around their necks, and then use the powerful power of the steam sled to drag it, and then rush up to find a place where no one is there, and then put it in a jar and seal it.

Seeing this almost one-sided battle, Sean VII couldn't help but touch his chin and commented: "Because I feel that everything is just a game, players have no fear of emotion, let alone death, only an endless thirst for power and wealth."

I have to say, you have created a group of monsters that are even more terrifying than adventurers.

The most important thing is that they have an unbridled imagination and creativity, and they are not easily bound by common sense like people in the real world.

It's far from powerful, but it's enough to be terrifying.

I'm curious, what inspired you to create them in the first place? ”

"Inspiration? No, it's not inspiration, I used to be one of them and therefore know the group very well. Zuo Si replied meaningfully.

"I see! How many players are under your control right now? Sean VII asked with interest.

After witnessing the ferocious combat power and huge potential of these players in front of him, he also began to consider whether to catch a Mind Flayer Mastermind as well, and then cultivate a group of players of his own.

After all, this thing is so easy to use, as long as you give a little guidance and a little benefit, you will immediately burst out with 300% enthusiasm and motivation.

And it will never be like people in reality, who will have rejection or even disgust for their work, but will enjoy it.

"It's almost hundreds of thousands.

Later, I will hand them all over to you, and you will be responsible for arranging tasks for them to launch an all-round invasion of the other world.

As for whether to overthrow one or several countries and establish a new regime to play a war of conquest, or to directly call the door and give the protagonist a little surprise.

I ask for only one thing, and that is to try to ensure that there is no mass destruction of civilians, especially human civilians.

Because manpower is a precious resource, but also the cornerstone of civilization.

On the plane where the Floating City belongs, I need a large population to reboot the entire civilization. ”

Zuo Si made a request very simply and directly.

He didn't quite understand what the brains of those who were idle and took the initiative or allowed the army to massacre civilians were thinking.

Is it simply to create fear?

Or are you worried that you won't be able to rule over such a large population, so you're afraid that one day you'll be liquidated?

You must know that the large number of revolts from civilians is usually because these civilians can no longer survive, and the entire ruling system is about to face a complete collapse, not because of racial hatred, national consciousness, etc., as many people imagine.

Although the latter would have had a catalytic effect in a large-scale uprising, it was not at all the main contradiction.

In particular, after the old bones declared war on the kingdom, they directly slaughtered the entire country without humanity, even sparing livestock and animals, which is not at all like a normal rational earthling's actions can do.

Because of this, Zuo Si suspected that this group of so-called traverser players were all created by the Dragon Emperor's unique origin magic.

Morality and three views aside.

After all, this kind of slaughter will not bring any benefits at all, but a whole lot of negative effects.

It is simply evil for the sake of evil, brutal for the sake of brutality, which is the complete opposite of the image established before.

This is very different from the red-robed necromancy's chief Sazastan, who converted a large number of Searles into undead in order to achieve a certain purpose.

"Don't worry, I'm also the emperor of the Shane Empire, a qualified supreme ruler, even if I want to slaughter, I won't slaughter civilians, but purge vested interests such as nobles and wealthy merchants."

Sean VII's tone was slightly disgruntled.

Because he felt that there was no need to emphasize this kind of thing.

Mass murder of civilians?

Figure what?

If you want a corpse, you can just dig it up in the graveyard.

If it is not enough, it can also order a high death tax, and if it cannot be paid, it will not be allowed to bury, and the body of the deceased will be forcibly collected.

As a result, tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, of corpses can be harvested every year through various accidents and natural deaths.

This is a long stream, and I don't know how many times stronger than killing all civilians in one go.

Just when Zuo Si was about to say something, the diary that had been staying in this world suddenly fell from the sky and said hello with a hippie smile.

"Yo! Dear master, you hand-shaking shopkeeper finally remembered to come over here and take a look.

Well, I've been doing a good job this time, have I?

Look at these wolf-like players, and all the fun magical steam equipment, it's all my own work.

When all the ghosts and undead are wiped out, the world will be completely turned into a safe rear.

Now, can we talk a little bit about the rewards you promised? ”

"He's ......"

Looking at the diary's face that was exactly the same as Zuo Si's, and the almost completely opposite personality, Sean VII was obviously shocked.

As a half-lich, he could clearly feel the astonishing magical power emanating from the diary's body.

I don't know if this is a clone or a clone created by the other party through magic, or if it is crazy enough to forcibly split one's soul, will, and personality.

"You're Sean VII, aren't you?

I am a diary awakened by my master and endowed with an independent will and personality, carrying his memories and part of his personality.

Later, it merged with the Shattered Demon Crystal, a red dragon, and another floating city.

Nice to meet you!

By the way, I'm a person who likes beautiful women, regardless of race.

If I can bring a few with me in the future, then I can exchange this energy hedron for it. ”

As he spoke, the journal pulled out a crystal prism that shone with a strange light from his pocket.

I have to say that his familiar posture and shameless language expression suddenly made Shane VII unable to rectify, and he was stunned and didn't know how to respond.

In the end, Zuo Si couldn't help but raise his hand and gave the diary a brain meltdown, holding his forehead and reprimanding: "Shut up!" Be honest! Don't be ashamed of me spinning in circles! Especially don't talk about your little hobby! ”

“OK！ Shut up! But isn't it time for you to make good on your promise? I'm still waiting for it to be a happy life in the future. ”

The diary was not ashamed, but proudly handed his right hand to his creator.

These days, he wants to go crazy when he wants to shine oil, and he dreams that he can regain his manhood.

"Here, take, get out."

Zuo Si threw over a small portion of the zero oil that had been prepared in advance, and then waved his hand like a fly.

"Ahhh Love you to death! Master! I knew you were going to keep your promise! ”

The diary instantly fell into ecstasy, and even held Zuo Si's cheek and kissed it fiercely, but was soon kicked out.

"Get out of here!"

Zuo Si wiped the place on his face that had just been kissed with disgust.

"As you wish! I'll get out! ”

After getting what he wanted, the diary was not angry, but really curled up in a ball and rolled like a ball and disappeared into the sky.

I have to say that his performance really shocked the half-lich.

Rao is a self-proclaimed well-informed Shaun VII, but it is the first time in his life that he has encountered a guy like Diary who has great power but has no strong self-esteem at all, but is like a ruffian.

Coupled with the fact that the other party claimed to carry Zuo Si's memories and part of his personality, he felt even more unbelievable.

It took a few minutes for Shane VII to come back to his senses and ask in a tone of uncertainty that "...... Really your ......."

"Ahh Yes, I now regret that I created him and gave him the ability to act alone. ”

Zuo Si sighed helplessly.

It is precisely because of the negative example of the diary that he pays special attention to restraining his desires, for fear that once he lets go of himself, he will one day become the other party.

"The possibilities for creating intelligent life through magic are endless."

The corners of Shane VII's mouth twitched, and he said a fairly high EQ evaluation.

As for the subtext, it's naturally how you created such a strange thing.

He couldn't imagine what a huge blow it would have to deal to the positive image that Zuo Si had built up with great difficulty if the diary appeared on the Faeron Continent and was frequently active.

It's simply a living "black history".

Just as the two of them quickly began to change the topic, discussing how to quietly transport the player over, how many at one time, and how many batches to transport, the diary had been quietly teleported back to the floating city of Mutahar, opened the seal and poured the zero oil into it, and then waited with anticrative antiquation for the change to happen.

Only a second later, a piercing pain began to work on the soul.

Before he could react, the tool that was just unusable tore through the middle with a thud, quickly expanding into several thick and strong tentacles, and quickly covering the surface with sharp alloy.

"No !!!!!!!!"

Seeing that his happiness was completely over, the diary let out a desperate wail.

Since he is the core of the Floating City of Mutahar, the entire Floating City has become extremely unstable because of this.

After a while, the glistening oil that invaded the body began to multiply continuously, and finally completely engulfed the whole person.

At the same time, the spilled oil quickly spread throughout the Floating City, constantly transforming buildings and all kinds of undead creatures.

The gigantic cistern and fountain were transformed into oil pools in a matter of hours, and the magical cannons, electromagnetic cannons, constructs, and corpse-embedded creatures were quickly brought to consciousness.

It is estimated that after the floating city is completely swallowed, its combat effectiveness will inevitably be greatly improved, and it will even become an unsinkable air fortress.

As for what exactly will become of the diary, it is not yet known.

The only thing that could be seen was that where he fell, the tentacles kept getting bigger, thicker, and longer.

The triangular alloy flakes covered in the surface are sharp enough to easily cut through hard rock and steel......

(End of chapter)