"Could it be...... If you're with evil spirits, don't you have any mental barriers? I've killed more than 40 people......

may have been a village girl all her life, although she looks sweet, but in such a rural area with backward economic adjustment, there is no chance to be a protagonist. [Starter] Now that I have the conditions for self-pity, of course, I have to be a tragic heroine.

"Eh, didn't our family tell you that I was a barbarian?"

Cybertron glanced at the multi-faceted Miss Evil Spirit in confusion, and said very generously: "Eh, there are more than forty damn people, why do you still want to compete with me? ”

"Well, I didn't say anything if I died much worse than you-well, maybe too much time has passed, and I don't have enough memory when I'm old, right......? Do you know this place? In short, they came from a place where they opposed the shrine maiden, and they slept in the open (actually by boat) along the way, and suffered a lot of human suffering. And to endure the pain of her companions being crucified and burned (all ran away with her eyes) - she did not let herself fall, and if she was worse, there were people here who were worse than you. ”

Miss Evil Ghost looked to the left and then to the right. He seemed to have decided that there were too many things that were more unreasonable than being an evil spirit, and he repented and began to enjoy the ghost life.

To be in a magical world is to have such an awareness.

After death, he will not live in peace, and he will wander the world like hell forever. If Cybertron hadn't come, I don't know how much more Miss Evil Ghost would have suffered. There seem to be many places that cannot be noticed, and there must be thousands of unjust souls in this world haunting unknown places. It is certain that murders or something worse must be happening at this very moment, and evil plots are being created in the minds of some people, one after another.

――If you continue to think about it in this way, it is also right to destroy the miè world.

So let's look on the bright side -- well, let's say these people who are going to visit right now.

Last night, or in the wee hours of this morning, the dragon spoke very clearly and concisely.

1. Since the dragon fire is extinguished, it has no obligation to continue to protect the world - of course, it completely forgets about its own punctuality.

2. The dragon of this creation is just going to my child to get (get) the Elder Scrolls, and I don't care about other problems with my child. Whether she wants to be the king or do something to destroy humanity, that's her business, and it's okay to crusade against her and let her have a long experience.

However, it is limited to what Mr. Lu Xun said, "Master, your robe is dirty, please take it off and wash it".

Whoever dares to touch a single hair of her sweat will let the world be buried by the dragon of creation.

...... It's unreasonable......

But there is no way, this is the world.

So the journey continues, and the Elder Scrolls bug has been canceled. But the Son of the Creation Dragon is still there, and a solution must be found - it can't be killed yet, or the whole world will have to be martyred.

Cybertron muttered, "Can I grow it in the future?" to the northern coast, looking at the north coast of Suglan and sighing—welcome to Morey Bay.

Before crossing the sea, Pandaragon searched for a boat.

"Uh...... Can't we just fly over there? Why, you still have fatigue?"

"I don't build yì fly over. Pandaragon looked into the distance and said, "There are more than seventy large and small islands in the Orkney Islands in Morey Bay, and I don't know except for the largest - how do you ask me to find a landing place in the sky?"

“...... Anyway, who are you going to look for?" Cybertron interjected-

"They call it Graybeard, and they call it the Dragon Sacrifice. When we worshipped dragons in our empire, they naturally flourished, huh...... Because they provoked me, these guys were my teachers, and I threw them all to the north to clear the wasteland...... I didn't expect to see them again one day. ”

“...... You tyrant. ”

"Hahaha-I really don't know how to apologize to this group of old cadres now, hmm......" Pandaragon smiled: "Well, now it's three thousand years of grievances." After the collapse of our empire, these dragon sacrifices were of course overthrown. People don't believe in dragons, but in the Holy Light - ha, who knows, the glorious dragon culture has become worthless at the moment. How many splendid articles we have done on dragons, how many research results, how many cultures and feelings have been derived from culture - but now they have become completely heretical, and in the north they are all fine, and in the south they are all killed. ”

As he spoke, Pandaragon seemed to sigh with emotion: "Time has taught me that there is no such thing as an immortal dynasty in this world - I was quite prescient enough to exile these dragon sacrifices who were proficient in the language of dragons long before the empire fell...... No, it's arranged here. It's always been peaceful, Eun, it's perfect~"

"I'm really going to cover myself. Cybertron sighed, but then felt that something was not quite right: "You said this was three thousand years ago......?"

"yes. ”

"Just a little question, you're a Headless Horseman, what are they?"

"Didn't I tell you? Greybeard was originally a bunch of lichs. ”

“？！”

- Dragon Sacrifice, Greybeard, Lich King -

As I said before, the lich is also divided into factions, and it seems that everything in this fantasy world has been secularized - even if it becomes a lich, it has its own faction and conflicting interests. Maybe it's because there are too many of them, so the whole world line has changed.

took the fisherman's boat, and even coaxed and deceived to this place where the fishermen resolutely did not come. Although he asked the other party to wait to take him back, he didn't take two steps and looked back to see that the fisherman had already run away.

Meenland is a nice place, and it doesn't have the slightest sense of lich habitation. The azure water is blue and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the stream is murmuring in the distance, a forest is still lush in the autumn breeze, and the sea breeze caresses people with a refreshing feeling. Not far away was a huge castle, and it could be seen that there was a man crouching in front of him tidying up the garden, who looked like a gardener.

From a distance, this person's back is a little small. The garden that is being cleaned up is very tidy, and it looks like a lot of thought has been put into it. There were all kinds of strange flowers planted inside, and the other party who planted them seriously obviously didn't notice the arrival of Cybertron and his party, and Cybertron lamented that there were still such people who loved life in the Lich Territory, and then felt a little familiar.

Such a beautiful, so colorful ......

"Isn't this a poppy, my ancestors? Can this thing be grown in Sugland in September?" Cybertron was shocked, and blurted out the name of the Immortal King.

"Oh?" said the poppy grower, who had been wearing a rather medieval long coat and hood covering his entire body, and now turned his head to see that there was not a single piece of flesh on his face.

It's a skeleton.

"It's ...... that there are still living people who dare to come here Is...... It's the emperor?!?! two emperors?!"

The skeleton was already terrifying, but now it looked like it almost cracked the skull.

"Hmm...... I didn't recognize all of you when you were alive, and now that you're dead and skeletons, I can't recognize you even more - I've forgotten about you almost three thousand years later, so what's the matter? If not, can you introduce yourself?"

Pandaragon is very able to calm the scene, or she is the superior leader of this group of people at all: "And I am not an emperor for a long time, I knelt down three thousand years ago - by the way, who are you?"

“...... 陛xià, this ...... It's incredible. I once heard that you had become a monster, but I didn't expect you to be so charming and attractive. The undead looked at Pandaragon with some excitement, and didn't seem to care at all that the other party had exiled him, or that there was something wrong with it in the first place. At this moment, the skeleton looked at Cybertron beside Pandagon and his shocked appearance intensified: "You...... Did you use some strange spells? Is this your mirror image?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this is my husband-"

“...... Alas, you should have listened to me in the first place and married honestly. Don't look for girls anymore, having no heirs is one of the reasons for your failure. The skeleton sighed, shook the bone under the hood and said, "Look at the three thousand years that have passed, not only have you not reflected on your mistakes, but have used strange spells to make a mirror image of yourself and play the marriage game, so let's ...... it!"

"Less nonsense, this is a living man, he will be angry when he says that. With a wave of his hand, Pandaragon seemed to put an end to this three-thousand-year-old education: "Ahhh

“...... Your Majesty, how come you even made a mirror image of yourself as a man? Alas, I have known for a long time that you have a problem with your sexual orientation, but ......"

The skeleton seems to have decided that it is a mirror image.

If Cybertron doesn't say anything, it is estimated that the other party will take action to clean up his [mirror] - although he is not very afraid of this result, but for the sake of unnecessary trouble, let's talk about it.

The skeleton walked and walked, and then it came to the ...... Cybertron in front of him.

"Your Majesty, it's time to get rid of this mirror image around you. As soon as the skeleton said to Cybertron, he pointed at Pandaragon and said, "Look, do you need me to do it, she thinks she is you, and she keeps talking without you talking." It's kind of like-"

“...... Huh?"

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