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"There is no point anymore, this stupid human being, it seems, has gone mad, he himself has chosen the path of perdition. A sharp sneer came from under the horned helmet: "So, Sarina, do you still have any illusions about this inferior being?"

......Anxiety flashed in the girl's eyes as she tried to make her last effort: "He ......"

"yes, it's really unsatisfying, the retelling is pretty good, but unfortunately, your tone and expression are so bad, no wonder others give you bad reviews. ”

Someone spoke before the girl, making all the half-elves in the room stunned: "Can't you be a little more imposing? The eyes should be more arrogant, the smile should be more natural, and you must have the momentum of 'although the body is a child, but the mind is an adult'! Otherwise, isn't such a wonderful reasoning all wasted? This can't make the heroine's heart pound and then kneel on the ground......

"I ...... I don't really understand what you mean. And that ...... I didn't want anyone to fall to their knees......"

"It's really stupid, people can't be arrogant, but they can't be arrogant...... Momentum, understand?"

The voice continued to speak, drawing everyone's attention to the voicer—a half-elf dressed in black, not tall and unimpressive, who was shaking his head and sighing in a slightly exaggerated gesture, as if he had seen something very regrettable.

Or maybe only the guy with the best memory can remember, he's the one who held the bag into the room - no one paid attention to it at the moment, and the incomprehensible words seemed like a fog. Everyone fell into a momentary pause, until his words fell, and then several half-elves retreated at the same time, each with his sword in hand, staring at his companion who had spoken rashly......

No, it was obviously not their companion at all, and his appearance still seemed to be that half-elf, every inch of his face was the same, but his voice and movements had completely changed. He rolled his gaze slightly, seemingly oblivious to the imminent sword, and simply continued his comment:

"It's a good place, but I said, Your Excellency, the King of Stratagems, is it a rodent reincarnation, why do you have to build your altar under this kind of ground every time? I remember the last time...... Where there is no sunlight, staying for a long time will make people psychopathic. ”

With the voice, the short black coat on his body continued to stretch and lengthen. Transformed into a soft cloth as fine as velvet, it seems to flicker in the light of the lamp...... It was like a materialized darkness that enveloped him. Leaving only a sharp patch of paleness, raised at a proud angle in the shadow of the hood.

"You...... It can't be,"

Everyone looked at this qiē with wide eyes in disbelief, almost forgetting that they should attack immediately......

The Horned Helmet's Priest's eyes widened wider, almost protruding from the edge of the helmet, "This can't be!" he repeated categorically until his opponent had completed the final transition from one form to another: "From the time you enter the lair to the time you arrive here, there are at least three spell nullification enchantments, as well as the solidification effect of the anti-magic force field, whether illusion or transfiguration. It's impossible to use it here!"

But everyone knows it's pointless nonsense, because that's how the man apparently got here after all the magic tests......

"So, you can't hang yourself from one tree, you have to try several trees if necessary. ”

The impostor flicked his fingers, and an invisible force ripped off all the ropes on the little nobleman's body. By the way, he pulled him up: "If you had arranged a few more people who had solidified the true vision, I might not have come to this place." At least not very quickly. ”

"Who are you!where did Dassault go?" the priest under the horned helmet no longer hesitated, and his cold drink turned into a mysterious rune at the end, and the cold feeling filled the air. The Magical Energy Factor was scattered in all directions, enveloping the temple in a shadow in an instant.

Evil dwelling!

This magic is famous, and every priest of the evil god will prepare one, as long as it is wrapped in this filtered negative energy, most people will become weakened by erosion, but for the followers of a particular god, this power is a hundred times more spiritual tonic, like these soldiers who have just rushed up.

Sure enough, a bunch of stupid imbeciles, or might we call it overconfidence?, and the three of them dared to break into the sanctuary of our gods, and you thought that the power of the king of strataggers was the same as that of your stupid and weak evil god?

"You ......," the priest of the God of Trickery opened his mouth triumphantly...... But after only one word, he was surprised that the world was different from what he had imagined......

Quite different.

The siege was over, as swift as it had begun.

Perhaps everyone understands that a spellcaster is not easy to mess with, so they all do their best, swords, crossbows, and even magic and a handful of powder...... Nor can it be said that they were not careful. The strategy is wrong. But in the blink of an eye, only one of the five is left standing, only to prove once again that it is more important to face yourself than to face your opponent.

A hand stretched out from the smooth robes, and the pale fingertips grabbed the air, and the bodies of the two half-elves immediately stiffened, and they flew out, making a direct contact with their fellow companions who were also full of panic!

The loud "boom" of the two heads was mixed with the sound of toothache cracking...... And the pair of fools who began to seep white pulp from their heads then pressed towards a third person who was still maintaining the planned trajectory and was completely unaware of the change in the situation, and slammed into each other and made a rolling gourd.

"The Thorns are a group of unruly people, they are too concerned about their own existence, so they are hostile to all human beings, but they are still kind and simple, but they don't know how to defend themselves, so they often go too far...... Now, however, among them, the Half-Blood has branched out into another faction, more radical and extreme than the Thorns......"

The black-robed mage...... Or rather. The Psychic Warlock narrowed his eyes, not knowing who he was explaining to anyone, as if the half-elves who had dodged their companions' bodies and swooped down on them with daggers and gnashing their teeth were just a group of phantoms: "Power, power, all need to shed blood? So, in order to achieve their goal, they can sacrifice irrelevant people. Even in some places, even the Thorny People do not want to be one with them, but they always use the banner of the Half-Blood Society for the sake of convenience. ”

In fact. This may be a sign of faith.

Because the man in black who had been standing behind him was obviously much faster than him, as soon as he raised his hand, the swishing sound spread into the space along with the slender black shadow, and when people could distinguish that the black shadow was a gray and black leather whip, the remaining six people had already been bitten one by one.

Yes, bite.

At the tip of the long whip, the lifelike head of the snake opened and retracted fiercely! At the same time as contact, it had already injected a lethal toxin into the **...... This juice, which had a miraculous effect on the elven bloodline, instantly paralyzed all their nerves. This poison that even the able-bodied dark elves can't withstand. Let them scream again and again, but they can't be unconscious for a while. I could only watch the man in black lower his gaze, and his contemptuous gaze swept over.

His silver gaze swept over him, sending shudders through the glance that looked like thousands of beetles crawling onto their skin.

"Really, how long are you going to hold me here! This damn bag is suffocating!"

A brief moment of calm, torn apart by a crisp stabbing sound...... Placed in the room, the sturdy cloth bag stretched out, revealing the little half-elf princess underneath, she teared the remaining pieces of cloth away in dissatisfaction, and exclaimed, "Isn't it already here?" What are you talking about these guys?"

"It's interesting...... At least know a little more about the story of this supposedly conspirator among the gods. ”

"What's funny? These damned bastards surrendered to Arestotler...... They can't be called half-bloods at all, and the Dark Lady is up there, I've seen enough of these stupid and pathetic traitors!" The half-elf sneered as he glanced contemptuously at the huge emblem on the wall.

"You are indeed the men of those damned traitors who have made peace with humanity! You are the real rebels! We will grovel to those humans for the sake of our own wealth and prestige! Not afraid to shed the last drop of blood, and you ......"

The black-robed priest was also screaming frantically, trying to cast a magic spell, but then he was like a duck with his neck choked. Slowly rising into the air!

He stood there with a frightened gaze and a stiff expression. Unable to make any more complicated movements than moving his neck tendons, judging from the faint flowing fluorescence on the half-drawn thin sword, he did have a magic weapon that should not be underestimated—so Edward waved his hand, and the sword flew up with the sheath and fell into the hands of little Ryan, who was standing still.

"At this time, do you still want to find an excuse for yourself? What a bunch of scum......" Snorted in disgust, Miss Lisa said hatefully: "I keep claiming that I am for the survival and development of the half-elf, but what I am doing now is to sell my friends for glory?

"There's nothing strange about it...... I think that my environment is unhappy, and all my demands are not realized. Naturally, I hope to be recognized in the opposite way of the present, and I think that in that environment, without much effort and struggle, I can completely escape the pain of the present, and show favor and draw closer to those who are hostile to and slander the existence and organization of those who are now in power...... This kind of thing, in any era, in any plane, and perhaps even in any population of intelligent beings, exists objectively. ”

The psychic warlock shook his head and concluded, "Well, that's basically it, then just see how much those half-elves can cooperate, but it's a pity that there isn't a lot of time." More than 20,000 people, a bit of a problem. ”

"You ......"

The half-elf girl Sarina barely made a murmur at this time, and she watched in a daze as her companions with their own skills were cleanly solved, and the appearance of those people was like chopping melons and vegetables, killing dogs and chickens...... Even the usually majestic leader has been reduced to a statue......

Then she reflexively pulled the dagger from her waist, but then the hand was caught—little Ryan looked at her, shaking his head slowly. A sincere face: "Don't do that, there's no point." ”

"Who are you, what do you want?"

The girl spoke stubbornly, her voice trembling, but she had already made a guess in her heart - who else but the nobles' subordinates would deal with them so deliberately?

"I can't think of a leader who would be so stupid as to send 20,000 people to the pit in one go, let alone whether the mine would need 20,000 men. Even if that's really good...... How much more army does he have to increase to be able to defend more than 20,000 people? Half-elves have always been more united than humans, if there is a riot, how can he suppress it? In addition, the entire city of Gushan is full, but in fact, it is only 80,000 people, and the army, nobles, and their servants are removed. At least a third of it has to be cut, so much less in one breath. Who will do the lower level of work that was originally undertaken by the half-elves? There is no one to clean up the garbage, clean it up, and work as a coolie, no, even if it is only reduced by half, in less than ten days, the people of the city will have to mess around!"

The Psychic Warlock sighed, his voice still unhurried, as if he had turned to the priest of the evil god, but he broke through the girl's thoughts:

"So. There are only two reasons to make sense of this qiē, either that the duke is suddenly stupid, or all the qiē is just a play directed and acted by you? It's easy to grasp where everything is going. ”

"I'm not going to tell you anything! just tremble in fear of the infinite power of my god, hahaha......"

"The god of intrigue and intrigue. Right?"

The Psychic Warlock was dismissive of his opponent's shouting: "All the performances are just to push all the half-elves to this god with all their hearts...... When all the half-elves are sent into the mines. It's a good idea for you to show up at the right time to save them from the sea of suffering, but it's this Ares who interests me even more...... Hmm, what's going on? How the hell did he know that someone from the upper echelons of the Half-Blood Society was coming here? Even if there are people in the Purple Sect who you infiltrate, but as a Brown Clothed Person, Lino Bili shouldn't attract your attention too much. ”

"But who revealed it, it's not a big problem, after all, there are only a few people who Lino Bili has come into contact with and is newly appointed......" The subtle tentacles of the mind wrapped around the mind that had been removed from fear and read every subtle thought slowly and resolutely: "Well, the Brown Cloth faction announced the existence of the goddess, and this is a rather strict question for them...... Once the forces of the Half-Blood are united, it will be difficult for them to have a foothold, and it will naturally become a natural ...... to kill priests and destroy the construction of the temple."

"No...... No!" the priest let out a low howl like a vulture pecking. His eyes flashed fiercely, "You fools, go die!"

Edward's brow tightened! With a wave of his hands, a wall of crystal crystals was extracted from the astral plane, overlapped, and piled up!

Rumble!

The little temple seemed to be held in the palm of a giant's hand! The beams, the walls, and the furniture of the room all squeezed and rotated inward, and in an instant all the sheepskins on the bookshelves were lit into scorching flames! Even through the crystal barriers, they turned into a painful wind of fire! And the stone walls of the whole room became red and bright in the blink of an eye, and then melted like candles!

The heat wave of the explosion hit the face, and the crystal exploded!

But its effect is done! The psychic mancer's spirit converges and manifests a time jump!

Thirty seconds later, a flickering silver light sent everyone back to their normal flow of time.

The miasma of black smoke and flying dust soared freely in the air. The altar of the evil god standing at the right time disappeared without a trace, leaving only a round hole with a diameter of more than forty feet and a bulging edge, and the originally flat floor had turned into a red, viscous liquid that was flowing down the edge of the blackened hole. There was only a faint long smile left in the space,

"Foolish fellow, do you think that the dwelling place of the God of Stratagem will be unprepared?"

"Why don't you kill him first? and let him run away like this!......" The light on the magic shield swirled like a ripple of water. Choking on a puff of smoke, Miss Half-Elf stamped her foot angrily and complained dissatisfiedly, "Edward, you're too lax, aren't you?"

"Well, indeed, but you know that if you want to get something out of his head, it's best to get something out of his head," the psychic warlock held up a finger and blew away the dust and unpleasant smell of burnt dirt in his surroundings with a psychic breeze:

"Besides, it doesn't make sense for us to ask him, but if we let him be in the right place, it's just right. ”

"So you did it on purpose?ha, by the way, this guy is just a minion, and there is a higher level of storage zài hidden behind him!" Miss Lisa suddenly replied with disgust, her eyes rolled, and she exclaimed, "I guess we're going to play with the duke next, isn't it?"

"Oh no, Mr. Vincent, Miss Lino Biri......"

A slight moan came from the mouth of the little nobleman on the side, and he seemed to be extremely surprised, and he didn't even have time to spit out the dust in his mouth, so he hurriedly interjected: "You two, don't you really plan to do that, do you......? You should know the identity of this duke?"

"What identity?"

"O gods...... Sure enough," Miss Lisa's rhetorical question made the little nobleman groan, "He is the only royal swordsmith canonized by the Tulip Dynasty in the last twenty years. He said, looking at everyone's inquisitive faces: "Well, if that's not enough...... Or, then, is another term more explicit?"

"Juggernaut?"