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What is that?

However, this was not the right time to ask, Edward held her waist, lifted her veil, and pulled out a bottle of anti-poison and brought it to her lips. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

Then the face became vivid—although it was not fully exposed, the straight tip of the nose, the thin lips, and the two faint blue marks on the cheeks were connected to the outline of the eyebrows.

"Hmm......"

A blush appeared on his pale cheeks, corresponding to the traces of cyan...... The woman let out a dissatisfied snort, but unfortunately although the gangster characters do not have any domineering poisons, they are mainly designed to make people lose their ability to act instantly, and the activation of the antidote is not so fast, and she can't express more dissatisfaction except for her weak voice.

Fortunately, with the help of psionic tendons, Edward's movements just now were amazingly fast, and the main targets of those hooligans were not the two of them, so as soon as they rushed out of the tavern, the surrounding streets and alleys were already empty, and the civilians around them must have been driven away, only a few idlers were standing near the street corner. But he also cowered and hid behind the wall to watch.

"You...... You bastard. ”

The effect of the antidote was related to the user's body element, and it only took two or three breaths for the girl to stand up straight, and she also violently broke away from the hand of her body—she glared angrily, as if she was about to say something, but her gaze turned on Edward's face, and finally only let out a curse, but it was as light as a sigh.

"Plug...... Temple...... Sir Shiruda, are you alright?"

"You bastard, do you know what you've done? I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you."

At this time, several of Krurod's mage apprentices seemed to have finally broken out of the melee, but those hooligans were obviously not idle, and there were many of them, and their simple robes had been torn to pieces at the moment, and all of them were injured, but they looked extremely wolfish. The wounds of several of them were dripping with blood, and half of their robes had been stained red, but they seemed to be unaware of it, and only ran to separate the two.

And the guy named Rutha had a twisted face, roaring in a low voice like a wounded beast, and rushed directly towards Edward...... Unfortunately, before the scimitar in his hand was waved, the heavy pain in his mind made him scream miserably, and a somersault rolled to the ground

"What do you mean by that?" Edward shook his head - had he done something wrong, and was it worth all the fuss they were making about?

"Lord Edward Vincent,"

At this time, the girl known as Shiruda took a deep breath and stretched out her hand to stop the group of excited companions: "There have been too many unnecessary misunderstandings today, and our negotiations have come to an end." She reached out and ripped the bag full of gems from her companion's waist and tossed it to Edward, "We agree to your request, please give us our things." ”

After taking the scrolls, she turned away without saying a word, and a few of her men could only follow closely - of course, the eye knife thrown at Edward's murderous body was indispensable, and if it was replaced by a real blade, the telemancer might have been cut into tens of millions of slices.

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"Your Highness, this ...... of yours This man has insulted you so much, and I swear in the name of the god of the mountains that I will restore your name......"

When the black-robed shadow disappeared into the alley behind him, the young man named Rusa spoke in a low voice, his voice hoarse with a gritted tooth expression: "That bastard, you must pay for his stupidity"

"Forget it, he is here to save me, he is not the son of the mountains, and our rules cannot bind him, and besides, this is Romante, not Arret, and no one cares about our traditions and taboos. The woman withdrew her gaze and sighed under the five scrolls that fell into her hand. "We will have to get more from him in the future, and now we have a falling out with him, and we will lose ourselves in the end. ”

"This kind of bastard, how can we still be with him...... Is the insult you suffered, just like that...... Forget it?"

"Remember, everything we do here now is for Krurod, for the great god of the mountains. "What's more, I don't want to lose the most magical talent of the six tribes just like that. ”

There are five or six hundred backbone members under the multi-armed giant, and the strength of Romante is quite deep, almost equivalent to one-third of the combined strength of the twelve guilds, after the shovel Lani made such a fuss, Romandy's underground forces must go through a shock, and after the shock, it will be shuffled and redistribute the cake on the plate, and the half-blood will get some respite, but this chaos will not last long-

The driving force behind this time is indeed not small.

The Chancellor of the Exchequer of the kingdom seems to have a long aristocratic name, but most of the subjects of Tumenes will probably only remember his golden pelican coat of arms, because the meaning of this metal bird is similar to the so-called iron rooster in Edward's memory—this man is said to be quite talented, and during his more than twenty years in power, the tax revenue of the empire has risen year after year, and finally it has independently supported several wars of the whole country.

However, he was so stingy that he could not even account for a copper plate for a long time, and he was talked about as much as he was favored by His Majesty, and according to the general argument, an official who managed internal affairs, especially finance, could never escape the comments from the public, and there were some rumors about him

For example, when this adult has nothing to do, his biggest hobby is counting money, or the money bag is used for too long and breaks, and the copper plates inside are scattered all over the ground, so he bends down to pick it up, but because his stomach is too big, he picks it up for an afternoon and so on

But no matter how ridiculous the rumors were, Edward would not have regarded them as simple opponents.

How could a man who could manage money for His Majesty the King for twenty years be a stupid and cowardly saver?

The fishy smell of the water evaporated, leaving a beige powder at the bottom of the crystal bottle.

Edward carefully scraped the powder, concentrated it, divided it into two parts, and with a slight mistake with his fingertips, he lit a small flame, so that the gray powder was ignited, and a puff of white smoke rose from the sneering sound, and the familiar smell in the air made Edward nod and smile.

Then, there's the magic that extracts drugs.

This spell extracts different things from various raw materials, among which extracting Bakaran from metal is the easiest - once used, fifteen pounds of metal are all rusted and rotten, and at the same time, you can get nearly a pound of finished Bakaran, while Saanes is less, and fifteen pounds of water become turbid and rancid, and the raw materials obtained are only seven or eight ounces.

Blue mushroom powder is even less, only a little more than about an ounce or so. It is not much different from a gold coin, and the proportion of finished products is about 1 in 200......

As for the Silent Tea...... After experimenting with it once, Edward decided not to fight the idea of this thing for the time being—when he finished reciting the last rune, with him as the center, the air in the entire room turned into a terrible poisonous gas the moment the spell was completed, the smell of dung, stinky meat, and other fermented garbage mixed together and concentrated a hundredfold like an explosion in the biogas chamber, so that Edward was almost suffocated immediately

Even if he had escaped the room in the first place, he had been sick to his stomach for a whole day, his eyes tingling and tears flowing, and if it weren't for the lengthy spell and a series of ten gestures required to activate the spell, Edward would immediately consider it as a substitute for the Stinky Cloud Technique, provided that it could be performed from a distance through the Guò Ghost Hand

The imperial unit of weight is used here, and one pound is equal to sixteen ounces, and one ounce is equal to sixteen dozen lans, which I default to the unit of weight in this world.

"Hmm, where did you get this stuff?"

After glancing at the white powder, the old man's grinning expression disappeared, replaced by a strange look, he raised his head to stare at Edward, and there was a glimmer in his squinted eyes: "Did someone give it to you?"

"Oh, I saw it by chance in a crucible in the real yàn room, because it had a strange fragrance when burned, so I thought it was some raw material. Edward replied with a 'don't care' call.

"It's good to enjoy research, but it's best not to waste your time anywhere you can see, after all, human life is limited, and even a peerless genius will achieve nothing by blindly pursuing omniscience. The old dwarf didn't seem to find any flaw in his face, so he just twisted the small pile of powder with his hand, and wrapped it in a layer of flame.

Edward's gaze wandered, then froze.

The old mage's table was a long scroll, and from the broken cover, it seemed that this thing had been quite old, but there was no magic on the face, and the text was written in a simple lingua franca, except for the slightly ancient lianhua script used by the letters, and a few simple illustrations, there was no peculiarity in the slightest.

However, Edward's gaze only made contact with it, and he could no longer take his eyes off it.

Because the accompanying picture is exactly what it has studied, the mural of Lishan Mithren, the lost heaven

But the words written on the side seem to describe a different story, no, a lost history.

The Lord God created the world.

In this long time, dragons soared in the sky, elves roamed the forests, countless gods were born out of chaos, fought each other, and perished, and humans had not really stepped onto the stage of history.

At the beginning of the first era, the elves gradually rose to prominence in the land, possessing almost infinite life, incomparable wisdom and dexterous hands, and created countless great miracles far beyond human imagination......

The Sun Elves are the most noble and excellent of the Elf Race, for thousands of years, the Elf Royal Court has been controlled by them, and the Queen has always been held by the Sun Elves, so it can be said that they are the nobles of the entire Elf Clan. The Sun Elves have a haughty temperament and look down on any creature except the Elves. And of course humans,

At that time, they were the masters of the continent, an outlier among the golden elves, the proudest among the elven princes, and even the arrogant and not singular beings, born in this world.

He is the King of the Golden Elves, Shiloh.

In fact, you can't find the name of the Elven King in the only surviving, public throne genealogy of the Golden Elves, and he is also taboo among the Elves, and some unreliable sources believe that he was a very short-lived Elven King who was deposed by the Elves for some reason...... And his greatest guilt is to arrogantly believe that the elves, as the most direct creatures of the gods, should be the only masters of this world, and should hold all the qiē in their hands and trample under their feet.

The gods did not abandon all beings, good or evil. In order to rule the world, they are also fighting openly and secretly. At the moment they seem to be evenly matched, but this unstable balance of power will not last long. Orthodox and good churches still have the upper hand, but there are constantly cults that worship evil gods, demons, devils, and even all kinds of strange and powerful foreign lands. The wars between civilizations have never stopped, and there are all kinds of natural disasters** that can always make people who want to live a normal life desperate.

The second era has quietly arrived, humans, orcs, dwarves, halflings, gnomes, goblins...... The creation of the gods greatly enriched the whole earth, that time that was so far away that it was forgotten, the elves were still the rulers of the small half of this world, the starry sky belonged to the dragons, the caves belonged to the dwarves, the wasteland ruled in the hands of the orcs, a land with vegetation to grow, all belonged to the elves who were spoiled by countless gods, but when the "illegitimate children of the gods" and "land angels" humans appeared,

Foolishness and arrogance, however, have never been far from this plane......

When humanity's quest for power has finally reached its zenith, the power of those ancient arcane users who have been called the Grand Arcanist has been coexisted by the elite of the Grand Arcanists, whose power has rivaled or even surpassed that of most of the inactive gods—and this power has contributed to their ambitions...... At some point, the idea that a god was meaningless began to spread quietly, and the end result of this statement was that these arrogant people began to prove their point.

The objects they created have the power of extreme recklessness. Their wanton destruction frightened the rest of the continent, and some even prayed to their gods to cast color on the Warlock Kings. As the legend goes, the world was thus in turmoil over these battles. On the other hand, under the influence of their arrogance, the Warlock Kings finally decided to exorcise these 'gods who intervene in mortal affairs'. And the creator of this evil plan, a powerful demigod lich, created a defiled ritual through guò...... Or rather, a modified scepter.

Shiloh's scepter, summoned from the Land of Eternal Sleep. It has become a tool for them to realize their ambitions.

The ritual was evil, and he sacrificed twelve apprentices who had each given up their lives to become high undead, and the moment they achieved their goal, their decaying bodies were reduced to ashes, and twelve souls were said to be bound to the staff. This great masterpiece, which originally belonged to the elves, has been transformed into a symbol of a frenzy that abuses violence and is reckless.

No one can say what kind of power this item has reached, because the scepter doesn't do much in the hands of this powerful Lich King.

But each time the results were disastrous...... Instead of dissolving spells as the lichs had imagined, the Scepter responded to attacks with a frenzied reverse throbbing of the web, a terrifying vortex of energy that not only wiped out all invading enemies, but even the gods were not immune to its effects

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The words of the scroll slowly flowed through his thoughts, and Edward's discovery seemed to be becoming nothing, his body kept shaking, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping down, but he couldn't stop his movements, he could only let his eyes go line by line, no, it should be said that the words were automatically interpreted one by one, flying into his mind.

But in any case, the truth has been lost to history.

He was supposed to be a great emperor, but he would eventually be tempted by the devil to sacrifice all of his qiē......

If you use the sword, you will surely die by the sword, and the end of the murderer will be killed, and the one who releases the demon will be devoured by the demon, and the unbeliever will ...... In the end, there will be a price to pay for blood.

Can we change this?

"Yes and no...... The future is still a fragment in the chaos, and no matter what, his ambitions will not be realized...... On the other end of fate, it will bring a qiē to balance. ”

It looked unremarkable, like a flat, thin tin can with three metal stands on the back. It is estimated that even if it is placed on the ground, people passing by around will not pay too much attention to it.

However, if you don't notice, the consequences will be extremely terrible.

Put a layer of explosives at the bottom, and the part is covered with hundreds of steel balls the size of soybeans, as long as they explode, within 100 feet, I am afraid that they will either be killed or injured, oh, to put it simply, this is an anti-infantry mine...... With the advantage of the alchemy circle's ability to shape steel at will, coupled with the high-explosive effect of those alchemy powders, it would not have taken much effort to make something like zuò......

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