The black castle is filled with the slightly seductive fragrance of asters, this kind of smell is completely different from the criminal and bloody chaotic capital, no one can imagine that the depths of the darkness can be so luxurious, even with a little Alberonic imperial elegance, aside from the eight ancient and luxurious golden thrones behind the old man, just hanging on those few that are comparable to the Vatican Church of Light' The thick and colorful oil paintings on the pillars of the Word of Divine Word have already made people sigh, and under the orderly outline and just the right amount of painting, the strange or absurd demon patterns are even more spectacular.

It is a pity that both the elegance of the asters and the magnificence of the carved columns of the oil paintings were ruined by a single gold coin.

The angel on this gold coin seemed to have staged an elegant waltz of the aristocratic dinner when it reached its peak with her noble and holy posture, although in the strange rhythm of the rotation and the rapid sound of dripping, she finally stopped this degrading behavior, but it made some onlookers feel uneasy, maybe this thing that can easily make people love and hate is ignorance, or maybe it is just a dreamlike coincidence, anyway, she covered the blood-colored pupils on the forehead of the three-eyed demon, and there was an extra touch of bright gold on the red carpet, it was the angel on the gold coin smiling, and the mocking smile stared at Li Laifu's deep pupils。

Li Laifu's lowered head looked a little stupid, and he stood silent for a while, as if this little episode caught him off guard, and the only change was that the golden flames in his eyes were even more dim.

A flash of brilliance flashed in his two yellow, cloudy eyes, and the old man with the two-horned crown slowly bent down, his slender magic scepter struggling to support his crumbling body.

"It was an accident, a very unlucky accident. ”

The old mage smiled helplessly, the wrinkled skin has been crushed by the years, and the brilliance revealed from it is more than the sorrow that has been weathered is more the wisdom that can see through all the vanity, he may never have thought that there would be such a day, in the Eternal Continent, someone would dare to break into the black castle alone and walk in it unhindered, and judging from the current sad script, this guy seems to be able to leave with a smile.

"It's a pity that there are only two old guys guarding the black castle today. ”

The figure of the rickety became more and more depressed, and with a slight sigh, the staff held by the old mage bloomed with colorless brilliance, without any signs of colorful brilliance, and could only faintly feel a circle of ripples spreading in the void.

"Strong, what do you need. ”

Li Laifu raised his head, his dark pupils were extremely deep, like stars shining in the sky, he waved his hand indifferently, and the golden soul fire re-ignited, as if he didn't know what to do, Li Laifu, no, the god of Visal hesitated to stop the old mage from wanting to hand him the gold coin, and then, the low tone full of longing and the dark black castle were so harmonious, as if the demon's words made the old mage's eyes even hotter.

"Bodies, shells, humans always like to judge everything by their appearance, well, as long as you can provide me with a perfect corpse, I can promise that in the near future, you will reap a batch of the most sumptuous dinner. ”

Li Laifu's body is too weak, which even he can't deny.

The heirs of the knight family are generally biased towards the exercise of the first, and the average child of seven or eight years old can reach the point where he can put on the Mithril armor and scatter the poor people everywhere after experiencing the training of the knight chief in the family, admittedly, this Li Laifu can also do this, but the blood and sweat behind it are unimaginable to the heirs of the ordinary knight family, just on the top of the round of the Byzantine architectural style of the Max Mansion, he shed countless drops of sweat full of tears.

Different from the aqua blue planet where they once lived, the humans with a little strength in this world generally belong to the monsters who can take the Olympic championship gold medal as soon as they make a move, and then show a sincere smile and say, 'This is actually very simple', at least Li Laifu himself knows very well that I want to be physically better than those children who grow up eating the flesh and blood of Warcraft is just a fool's dream.

Regarding the situation that this child has weak limbs, the god of Wisar is even more deeply understood, when he thinks of the arrogant smile of the sage Osiris, the anger of this ancient god is enough to burn the entire Dead Sea, if Li Laifu is only a little stronger, even if it is just a 'great magister' level of dust, then the god of Wisar is also confident that he will be a terrifying strong man through his own god brand, but it is a pity

Li Laifu looked down at his small body, and the god of Vesar smiled wryly in his place.

"There is a decomposing corpse, whose glory was enough to dim the sun in the sky, which has traveled through the depths of the Verdun Mountains and left a lamentation of regret in the far middle of the Dead Sea. ”

The old mage's voice seemed to be provocative to the god of Wisar, vicissitudes and muffled, and he would too.

The god of Wiesal shook his head and said helplessly: "I don't know much about your civilization, the Verdun Mountains are just a dead Gobi on the edge of the wilderness in my ears, as for the Dead Sea"

The god of Wisal frowned, he seemed to have heard the term somewhere, but finally gave up his meaningless struggle in the sea of memory, and said, "Probably just a dry spring." ”

"I have to say that I have seen the most arrogant clergyman, and the most humble bard, but such a confident being as you is beyond my reach in my wisdom. ”

"Are you trying to say I'm arrogant and ignorant?"

The god of Wissal smiled and looked around, the vast and magnificent architecture of the castle was quite to his taste, and for the first time, he had a yearning for this era.

"What do you need me to do after the deal. ”

As if he had expected this, the ancient mage actually showed a treacherous smile, and the slender staff in his hand looked so unsightly at this moment.

"The City of Chaos, that's the name, anyway, it's already noisy here, and if possible, I hope you can help us light the last fuse of the war, and those puppet clowns will definitely get moving. ”

The god of Wissal nodded indifferently, his dark eyes showed a pensive look, he motioned to the old mage to continue, the first request was just a waltz before the nobleman's dinner, although it was beautiful and moving, but it could not solve any physical needs, the god of visal was very sure, and then it was the real time of the transaction.

Sure enough, as a beacon of enlightenment on the magical ocean, the old mage's muttering appearance made the god of Vesar frown, and the elf dancing on the mysterious two-horned crown quietly stopped dancing, and his body froze.

The deep tone was tentative.

"Strong, there is one more thing, I also hope to get your smile, this weak shell, if you choose to abandon him, it is better to leave it to us for safekeeping, you know, every life is precious. ”

"What a boring joke, no way. ”

The god of Wissal suddenly ignited a nameless rage, and nine ancient magic patterns representing the pinnacle of Wisar's civilization swirled around him, and the silence of the black castle was broken by a series of majestic and cumbersome chanting.

Li Laifu's yellow skin seemed to have a series of complicated lines of phantom shadows, like earthworms climbing, but this grotesque thing only appeared in a certain moment between breaths, and the next second, he was still smiling and staring at the old mage's bitter face.

"Why, it's just a weak soul, it doesn't do anything to you. ”

The old mage was not angry, and the crystal ball at the top of the staff, which symbolized the crystallization of wisdom, erupted into a blazing flame.

The god of Visar touched his chin, pointed to the old mage's left hand a little speechlessly, and said word by word: "Look." ”

This old man, who had lived in the Black Castle for countless years, and who could possess the title of the supreme 'sage' in the wizarding world once he stepped out of this dark and sinful land, stared at his left hand in a daze, looking puzzled like a baby who had just arrived in this world, and had an ignorant desire for everything.

In his old left hand, he clutched a gold coin carved with an angel motif, and his holy smile seemed to mock him for his ignorance.

The god of Vesar humbled humbly, his right hand slowly drawing an elegant half-arc, and his voice lost its deadly lowness.

"A gold coin is the price I paid, and you still accepted it, respected old mage, do you know, you hold someone else's things in your hand, and you can't throw them away. ”

Countless evil existences were sealed in the depths of the black castle, and an aristocratic smile whispered, and the old man with the two-horned crown on his head was not so stupid that he could even accept this kind of naked threat with a smile, he turned around with some convulsions, staring at the empty eight ancient golden inscription thrones, and there was a long-awaited color called 'melancholy' in his withered yellow eyes.

"When the rest of the old fellows return from the distant lands, I will tell them that the real demons are forever on the wider continent. ”

"A mage who is both wise and ignorant. ”

The soul fire in the eyes of the god of Wisar slowly faded, but the tone returned to a sensual lowness.

"So"

"The deal is done. ”