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The sunset slowly sank into the horizon, and the gorgeous orange red gradually retreated into the deep blue indigo, and the blood-like red slowly dimmed, as if unwilling to let go, the sky that had just been smeared into its own color,

"Already...... It's been a whole day, huh?"

Supporting himself in the fading light, Edward couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at the clouds outside the window, "I'll it...... In the future, whoever says that gods are emotionless creatures, Lao Tzu will be the first to hack him to death......"

Shaking his head, he turned his gaze to the mess around him—the delicate silk sheets were crumpled together, soaked and dry, and hard, a few camel hair cushions were thrown to the ground, and the two remaining ones were held by each of the drows and the half-elves, their plump or delicate bodies were covered by the only remaining sheet, and the two deer slept with their necks crossed, and slept very soundly. The afterglow of the setting sun reflected their soft and smooth skin as if it was fainting, and the slightly undulating breathing was extraordinarily warm and tranquil, as if their fierce confrontation before was just illusory.

一qiē, really like a dream......

There is not the slightest trace of passion on that pair of seductive **. The skin is hidden, and the alluring square inch is still tightly closed, delicate and flawless, only a line of brilliant pink can be seen in the middle, which leads people to reverie. Only a few bits of dried slurry drew wisps of white spots around their garden realm, which became the only hint that the qiē was not a passing cloud.

At this moment, Edward only wanted to sigh.

There are only tired cattle, not ploughed fields...... Or was he destined not to understand what romance was? Looking at such a beautiful scene in front of him, he searched through his memory, but only found this boring vulgar joke as an exclamation.

When you start to move your body with a strong grip. The creaky creaks of the joints almost in unison, and the terrible pain almost made him groan. And the strictest thing is the important part that he is proud of, and the hot feeling on his skin seems to have been peeled off...... When he lowered his head, there were faint purple and black marks there, and he couldn't help but take a soft breath of cold air - if it was in the original world, just this necrotic Cheng Dù would be enough for him to directly become a eunuch.

Luckily, the rules of this world are not the same—concentration manifests a psychic ability. Regulate your metabolism, and the purple-gray color there will slowly disappear, and finally return to the appearance of your memory.

"It's really hard for you to survive...... The weapon that poked the gods is also an artifact, right?"

Laugh softly. But he didn't use the word 'win' — or because he knew in his heart that it was in the fight. He was far from victory. It's still a long way off.

Originally, with his current ability, dealing with one or two women was really nothing, and it could even be said that it was just right - but after all, it was limited to the opponent referring to 'people'.

The gods are demonic, and their power is not just a mirage constructed with stories and exaggerations. Even if it's just a part of the mortal body that descends. It's just as good as it is enough to put mortals to shame - they never know tiredness, they are not afraid of being hurt, they are faster and rougher. More delicate...... They were forever in pursuit of the ultimate feeling, the standard, the ride, the doggy, the various positions, the various services, and Edward satisfied them in almost every way he said he could know, and if it weren't for Rose's focus on Bellena, Edward doubted......

No, he hardly had to doubt that he would be drained alive.

In fact, most of the feelings of that battle are beyond recall—as if I can remember the softness and tolerance of the Drow Elf's flower path, and the tight squirming of the half-elf's bowels...... But that feeling had begun to blur the second time, and he couldn't even remember when this battle ended, and he couldn't remember how much passion he had burst out of those two beautiful **...... Just judging from the speckled dry white marks on the bed, this battle is obviously extremely earth-shattering, and the weeping gods ......

With a sigh, the spiritual power swept outward, sweeping away the messy bedspreads and sheets on the ground, compressing them into a big ball and flying out of the window. Then the flames enveloped it, and after a few breaths of blazing fire, the fabric, which had turned to dust, disappeared into the evening breeze.

The mood seems to be very refreshing, and the inexplicable power, as if awakened by spiritual energy, wanders around the body, making him feel extremely happy. But it was pleasant, but for a moment, when his thoughts were gradually sorted out, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared.

After some hard work and fighting with God, I didn't necessarily get any good news......

"Our power is no longer able to confirm her location, because the power of Pandorian Ryan is slowly spreading to every corner of this world, interfering with and affecting the observation of all the gods......"

Bellena's voice seemed to ring in his ears, so real—though it was only a little memory of last night: "But only you, as his attendant, can circumvent this rule, I can give you guidance, as long as you are skilled in this power, you can naturally find your goal." ”

Edward stretched out his hand, and the tentacles of his spirit slowly coiled and landed between the middle finger of his left hand, so that a little light ignited on his fingertips. With Yue Edward himself as the center, it will not continue to expand until it expands to a range of about ten feet.

It wasn't psionic power, it wasn't magic.

The light flickered slightly, like a flame that could be extinguished at any time, and then, in Edward's gaze, the thin halo continued to extend outward, illuminating the surrounding area in detail, and then, black and white, blue and green, wonderful colored light lit up in his eyes, outlining layers of monotonous but complex scenes.

Houses, human bodies, animals, rocks and trees, each of them is small, as if Edward is looking down at a map and a box of landscapes in the air at the moment, but Edward has already realized in an instant, within this ten feet radius, the scene presented is the entire city of Burgundy!

Colored light outlines every human being, every house. There are all the details of a road, not even the layers of underground paths that stretch beneath it. When his spiritual attention is on any place, the existence of zài there will continue to magnify, and even the qiē in every house will be exquisitely revealed.

Children in the streets are hurrying by, and a man dressed as a farmer is sitting at the table, shoving a piece of bread into his mouth, while his wife is serving a pot of soup from the stove. A tavern a street away. A dozen figures sat around the fire, their armor half-disarmed, laughing indulgingly, and in the blink of an eye, Edward could tell the Baroque Night Rain. Melianne, or Lenion. Stalin—The color that frames the dwarves is dark red like fire. The half-elves, on the other hand, are a cyan mass. The chief and deputy leaders of the Scythe Hammerhead Mercenary Regiment are a little more mixed, with a mixture of blue, red, yellow and white colors, but the most obvious feature is that their bodies are more than ten times brighter than those ordinary people, and they are quite conspicuous in the field of vision.

The stronger the power, the brighter it becomes...... And the color. Is it related to the nature of their power?

Turning his gaze slightly, the panorama of the magic tower is reflected in the eyes, the structure of each floor. The formations of the energy and the rocks were all in a few nodes, and the small core at the bottom was as bright as the sun! a small sphere that had dimmed was lying on one side, only to twist and turn to his gaze as Edward's gaze passed.

Is this the power of divine power, the vision of the gods?

This ten-foot sphere encompasses every qiē within ten miles of the surrounding area...... As long as you want to, you can observe all the changes within this range, even the most subtle ones...... The Psychic Warlock's eyes condensed slightly, and a realization flashed through his mind.

But he didn't just stay in this joy, and in the moment of his mind, the light and shadow continued to shrink, and more scenes around him were included.

Ten miles, twenty, thirty ...... The whole city, at the foot of the confinement, fifty, seventy...... Forests, mountains, and rivers are constantly changing...... It seems that the mood is constantly becoming broader, no longer limited to one person, but more sublime, greater, and more natural......

The stinging is sudden!

It was as if someone had sprung something out of his head, and the terrible pain was so great that he opened his mouth wide and took in a breath of cold air, but he didn't even have time to make a sound—the blisters of light and shadow exploded and dissipated, leaving only bursts of pain that made his eyes black, and for a while he could barely see or hear anything!

"For the sake of your efforts to make me feel comfortable, give you the only one to build yì, with your current strength, you can't do anything. ”

The lazy and seductive voice opened up a memory that belonged to Rose, or she had anticipated someone's getting carried away: "Don't think that the power you have is so powerful, not every god is as unbearable as the Qiawan Sali, if you already think that you are strong enough, then do you want me to sue you, what is the power of the gods?"

Strength, then, how much is needed?

"Although it has been thousands of years since he put his hand into this world, don't think that Ransender is as easy to deceive as that idiot of the Kiawan Sali. In my memory, the spider god who raised her waist arbitrarily and sucked the man's purification into a clean one chuckled chuckled, almost the same as the female spider who ate the male's body after mating:

Although he has not been a god for a long time, he is a complete madman, a person who can do whatever it takes to save his so-called ideals. Believers, accomplices, divine powers, he can sacrifice them whenever necessary, but I don't know if it's a joke of the old man who claims to be supreme, such a guy has the strongest divine power, and there is no shortage of loyal dogs around him who wag their tails and beg for mercy, those fools who claim to be righteous or good, and even take pride in being his vassals. So, not only Lansendel, but you also have to pay attention to the guys who claim to pay attention and protect humans, they are all the same, for the sake of strength, they can ignore a qiē, like a lowly red-veined viper, the only thing they want is to climb a little higher than the rest of their kind. ”

"Or, this is the bad commonality of you males, too high **, can never be filled. But I can give you what you want from him, and if you really need it, come and ask me, and when you realize how little your power is, I'll be happy to give you some resources to share. For example......

The voice in his memory turned into a chaotic echo, and Edward's eyes widened blankly, clearly noticing the image that was not in his memory.

It's the same real picture made of light, but it's bigger, more detailed, and more complex. Rose silently opened her palm, and the light outlined the flat earth. In the vast space, each building is a city, and when the six places move forward, one by one, the points of light will be scattered.

They are the purest white. But when Edward's eyes widened, the light shrank into a human form. Those rays. But it was surprisingly blurry, the scenery was clear, but they disappeared from sight.

"Hide the leaves in the jungle?" the psychic muttered to himself, "So, what to do?"

Ask yourself, answer yourself, and that answer. It's actually simple......

Yes, it's very simple, just kill them and get rid of them one by one. Naturally, it will be very soon, and Elena will actually be found...... And getting rid of them is also necessary, because the goal of these celestial creatures is themselves, and if they can't give up the power of the king, then the only way left is to fight them.

It's a war.

Against the angels, against the gods, there is a lot of confusion, and there is no confusion...... Fight for your own existence, fight for your own **.

The last rays of sunset faded as Edward withdrew his somewhat dull gaze, took a long breath, and dressed for the door.

When the door opened, Anna Sui's figure appeared from the end of the hallway.

"Hmm...... Ah, my lord. ”

Noticing the black robe, the staff lady was stunned for a moment and lowered her face. She seemed to be trying to control her expression to a peaceful appearance, but the flush that occupied her white cheeks had already betrayed what she was thinking: "Well, I want to inform you that the secret envoy sent by His Excellency Daemon to contact you has been waiting for you for an afternoon, and besides, the first shipment to Gushan City has arrived, well, Lady Villalian did not go with her, and, about that"

"Well, good job. That dumb messenger?" Edward raised his hand, interrupting her messy report, and looked at her face blankly, "It's fast enough." ”

"Yes...... So, how are you going to respond to him?"

"Then go and meet it. ”

The staff lady turned around quickly, her brow furrowed, but before she could rejoice in her heart, she escaped the narrow gaze, and Edward's voice was already coming from behind, "Oh, thank you for helping me close the door to my room. ”

"Shish...... What? I...... I don't understand what you mean, Lord Castle. ”

As if poked by a sharp needle, the staff lady's face was suddenly infected with a flush at the base of her neck, and she hurried away like a rabbit. Only someone was left with a wicked chuckle echoing in the hallway - of course he wouldn't forget to close the door of his room, otherwise the silent barrier in the room would not have been able to take effect, I'm afraid the matter would have been known all over the city, and as the magic tower was gradually improved, the function of the magic circle in his room was also becoming more and more perfect, the door lock that responded automatically, but this staff lady obviously already knew something.

Well, in fact, in the later stages of that fierce battle, his alert range had already shrunk to the middle of the bed, as for Rose or Bellena...... When the fierce battle is in full swing, they may not mind if someone dares to peek.

Or is it intentional at all?

......

In the small reception hall on the first floor of the Mage Tower, a man dressed in gray slowly tasted rose tea, the tea had already drifted a layer of pollen due to cooling, and only half of the plates of snacks were left, but when Edward walked into the room, he didn't catch much unhappiness or complaint in his thoughts.

The man had an ordinary face, his eyebrows bowed and his eyes were pleased, and he had no mental barriers, but he seemed to be quite well-trained, and after a simple salute, he pulled out a parchment map and spread it out, revealing the four red lines on it. There are also four gems, which are made of illusion, four human faces.

"There are four people on target, and they will leave the territory in the near future, which is the estimated route they are traveling, as well as the simple information of the outstanding warriors or mages in their team, but if they have made some kind of tacit understanding, they will come out almost every day apart. Considering the spacing along the way, we expect you to dispatch at least two teams, and of course, this is just a build. The specific method of combat is up to you, but it is best to disguise yourself as a drow or a bandit, or an accident, but their subordinates, it is best to leave as little as possible, as long as you leave traces of the drow on the scene, we don't want to alarm ......the other party too early."

Glancing over the route on the parchment, Edward frowned.

The mountains and valleys on the map, all kinds of terrain are exquisitely marked, although this era is destined to have no detailed cartographic means, but these drawings are enough to explain most of the problems, and it can be regarded as the top strategic map.

If you take into account the route, the number of people, and the fact that you can control the information in such detail when the usual communication magic is no longer effective, the ability of the next head of the Blackhawk family selected by Edward is not ordinary.

"Well, you probably should know...... Is there anything around the duke that has just arrived, or a strong man who has suddenly appeared?" After a pause, Edward suddenly asked, "Well, or is it a rumor...... For example, angels or something?" (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, newer and faster!)