In the golden palace, the image of Arwin educating his disciples in the crystal ball slowly disappeared, and Ace was full of eyes looking at his confidant. (Please visit for mobile reading)

The rules of clothing are specially understood by him to deal with his enemies, simple and efficient, and directly attack the enemy's weakness and weakness.

Even if the other party finds out, as long as there is no absolute power to destroy it, he can still be resurrected.

Men, after all? Always like beautiful, their aesthetics are mostly the same, white skin, beautiful, thin waist, **.

As long as the aesthetics of men on the human side have not changed, the harm caused by clothing rules will not be less.

"After reading the rule weapon, try not to use it, this thing hurts the enemy and yourself."

"Aesthetics, the enemy's aesthetics are like that, and a large part of the existence of his own subordinates is also like this."

Ace broke his dragon claws and carefully sifted through all the races under his command.

It was found that humans, elves, dwarves and even some dark races have similar aesthetics.

In particular, those subhuman races, that is, the orcs, are almost on par with humans in terms of aesthetics.

Like a slender cat man, like a graceful snake man, and some rabbit people, fox people, or something.

The hazards of clothing are also useful for them.

Therefore, he was not going to use it anymore.

After all, he didn't need that thing now, because his current strength was able to push everything sideways.

On the basis that power is already able to push everything across, why do such stupid things that hurt the enemy and hurt yourself? That's probably going to make a fool of yourself.

"Ace!"

"Is that guy what you used to call the saint of the human race?"

"What you said makes sense, much better than you, what you said at the beginning was vague, and I didn't understand it!"

Eliza was lying on the throne, the big dragon's eyes were bright, as a magic dragon, she was of course quite excited to see the peak of the sage in the wizarding world today, and she also wanted to climb to the level of the sage.

Therefore, this educational video really opened up the inspiration in her heart, as if she was standing in the universe and couldn't distinguish between up and down, left and right, and at this time, a star appeared and guided her in the direction.

"That old guy is just using my rules to educate those disciples."

"What is there to admire? The admiration should be the one who created the rules of clothing. ”

Ace said with a sense of superiority, trying to transfer his sister's admiration for the saint to himself.

However, his efforts were obviously useless!

Although Ace also explained his genetic deterioration plan, how to say it? Except for himself, even if he is as smart as Eliza, he only understands a half?

And a certain stupid Elena only listened to a daze.

It is conceivable that because Ace's expression ability is quite insufficient, the ability to teach Xiaolong is naturally quite insufficient.

After all, no matter how good the idea in the head is, if it can't be fully expressed, it will be difficult for others to understand.

In particular, these high-level knowledge needs to be brought by experience, some people can understand knowledge, so that people can understand with the help of that knowledge.

Just like the sage, he used some knowledge that was easy to understand and understandable, showing part of the rules of clothing from the side.

Eliza rolled her eyes and said secretly in her heart: "If you could have said it so clearly, I would have been willing to pretend to be that silver dragon baby." ”

"Personally participating in the birth and actual combat of a rule is of great benefit to a magic dragon like me."

Eliza ran away sullenly, she had some regrets.

Their world is very different from other worlds, that is, their world is always advancing, even if sometimes it is a little slower, but it is still advancing.

And the birth of all this originated from their world, and every time a sage was born.

This sage leads the world forward, ensuring the balance between the intelligent life of all races and the world, so that they can develop and prosper together.

In this way, their world can keep moving forward.

And the birth of each saint basically represents the birth of a new rule.

And almost all of these rules go to the good side.

As far as the rules of clothing are concerned, if you want to use it to deal with the enemy, it is extremely easy, as long as all the characteristics suitable for the beauty of clothes are concentrated on the thin waist, and the pursuit of beauty of the various races will naturally make their waists thinner and thinner, so as to send their own race into the abyss.

And if you want to use the rules of clothing to strengthen your own race, this is also a fairly easy task.

As long as the characteristics of beauty are placed in the aspect of strong body or wisdom, that is, beautiful clothes that can show strength, beautiful clothes that can show wisdom, then they can make their race stronger.

Rules are such a thing, and if they are used rightly, they will be evil.

He is a race, the medicine of a civilization, and a race, the poison of a civilization.

It's up to the understanding and creator of the rules to use it.

Therefore, in this world, the birth of new rules also means the birth of a god, and the world will also favor the creator of the rules.

And showing the good and bad of the rules will also win the favor of the world.

In other words, if she was the baby silver dragon who played the little silver dragon, the favor of the world would probably have been used on her to help her grow, rather than being confused by Elena.

On the throne on the right, Elena looked at Eliza who was running away in a bit of a daze, how did she feel that Eliza didn't seem to be targeting Ace, but her stupid dragon who was a little confused.

"Did I sense it wrong?"

Swallowing a large piece of roast meat into her stomach, Elena said vaguely.

Shaking her somewhat silly dragon head and pouring countless roast meat into her big mouth, Elena yawned a lot and turned her head to go to bed.

There was no fighting, and I could only rely on sleep to pass the time.

Looking at the two little dragons who left, Ace put away the crystal ball.

That sage named Arwyn was indeed a very good teacher, and he really deserved to be an old antique who had lived for almost eight thousand years.

That's right, that guy has lived for eight thousand years.

He had just checked his inheritance memories and found that as early as eight thousand years ago, the tide of magic power had not completely faded and the world could still carry demigods, and his presence already existed in the world.

It's really an old antique that's extremely old.