The other four elf companions thought that Crishua was crazy, but in the next second, they actually knelt down on their knees in a happy and sincere manner, and treated Crishua with a gesture of submission.

The elves didn't know what was going on, no, it should be said that they hadn't thought about it at all, as if it was a natural thing, and they didn't even have the idea of doubt.

"Elves, we need to change!" Chrissius looked at the Elven Tree Mother, not overjoyed by the acquisition of four of his subordinates, but with that frenetically strange smile.

Larrell was sleeping in her bedroom when the beautiful elven princess woke up with a sudden start, caressing her heaving chest and trying to remember the nightmare.

Lariel, however, was surprised to find that he couldn't think of anything.

"What kind of dream was that?" Larre, confused, recalled, but she was soon taken aback by what she was "seeing."

A jet-black line that was close to substance "flowed" in front of Larreal, and Larreal "looked" along the black line, but "saw" more black lines, densely wrapped around her, like a long black river.

Even Larre's body was covered with countless black lines on his face.

"Death ......" Larrell stared blankly, but felt powerless.

Lariel's eyes were biologically blind, but she had acquired other abilities, and she was able to "see" the world woven by the goddess of fate, which was an infinite number of threads of nothingness that even she could not tell.

These threads connect the past and the future, the bonds between people, death and life, and many unspeakable nothingness, and in Lariel's eyes, her world is far more colorful than a normal person with bright eyes.

In Crimson's words, Larryl's eyes are called "miracles" on the human side.

Scarlet tells Larrell that miracles have their own names, and when it awakens, its real name is linked to its owner's soul, and Larre's name is known to him just by thinking about it.

Seeker, Metsä - this is the true name of Lariel's own miracles as he knows it.

As the miracle grew, Larreal's vision became more and more acute, and she was able to distinguish between the many threads, but even with the most accustomed to it, Larreal was most afraid of seeing the black threads.

Death, the black line is the fishing line in the hands of the god of death, they throw bait one by one into the world, just to harvest those who have existed.

...... Larel may not know that the kind of death she was talking about in her heart had already been beaten by Chu Shou and Jacqueline in the Netherworld.

It was the first time Larreal had seen so many death lines, so dense, that it was as if the entire elven world was shrouded in death.

"Lyup, Cresiu, Tiraya?" Larrell called to his guards, but no one answered.

It occurred to Larrell that he had sent a number of people to inspect the elven tree, and that these people were among them, and that the one who was in charge of his care today was a young elf named Betty.

"Betty?" Larrell tried to get the guard to help him, but to no avail.

In desperation, Larrell could only slowly grope his way to get dressed.

The elven princess could not see with both eyes, and although she could see the world through various lines, she did not help her much in her daily life, and she often needed the help of the guards in her daily life.

Now that there were no guards to take care of her, and Larrell didn't care about her dress, she slowly leaned against the wall and staggered to the office according to her memory.

"Your Majesty, Princess!" came the voice of missionary Lifanka from the office.

"Why are you here?" Larrell felt a little strange, it stands to reason that Levan should not be here at this time, especially since he didn't seem to have his permission.

"I'm going to be the king here, why shouldn't I stay here?" said Livanka proudly, sitting where Larel should have been sitting, condescendingly to the elven princess.

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In the Great Sage Kingdom, the old pope looked at Hua Pei with a solemn face, and seriously reconfirmed: "What you said is true?"

Hua Pei nodded and said, "That's right, this is the news that I got after using spiritual magic to break Tokas's spiritual defense. ”

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that the two young people I am most optimistic about would actually ...... like this" The old pope sighed for a while, and then turned to Hua Pei, "We must inform the elves of this matter as soon as possible, otherwise if something goes wrong, it will be bad!"

"I really regret it, I shouldn't have sent Li Fanka to the elves in the first place, I thought it was a training for young people, I regret it!" The old sect leader almost beat his chest.

"But I was surprised by how many resources Lifanka could reach. Hua Pei hammered his forehead with his hand and said slowly, "It was through Li Fanka that Tokas contacted the mysterious forces underground, in a vain attempt to seize the power of the Holy See with those rebels. ”

"Who is the murderer?" the old Pope continued to ask Hua Pei, hoping for more clues.

"I don't know, even if I broke through Tox's spiritual resistance, that person seemed to have disappeared from Tox's mind. Hua Pei pounded his forehead and said, "That man must be very powerful, and very vigilant, and at some point he will overshadow Tokas and make him forget about him." ”

The old Pope sighed, he already felt that the entire human race and even the other world had sailed into an undercurrent of turbulent waves, and the small boat that everyone was maintaining now might capsize.

"Let's talk about something fun. The old pope changed the subject, "At least Lilith was cured, and Luluth didn't die, sharing a body with her sister." It may feel strange at times, but it's good to be alive. ”

"Well, yes, and judging from Luluth's recent performance, she seems to know Scarlet Snow, and besides, she seems to be very familiar with Chu Shou?" Hua Pei was a little puzzled, "As for asking Luruth where she stayed after the Raj God incident, she wouldn't say." ”

"It's better not to be too pushy. The old pope looked ahead and said comfortingly, "Look at Phipley, didn't she come back unharmed?" But she forgot everything about Chu Shou, I sent her to contact Chu Shou in the first place, but people can live well. ”

"Yes, that's at least good news. Hua Pei listened to the old pope's words, and his frowning brows loosened a little.

"Well, we can't sit still. The old Pope strode towards his office with his scepter, "We don't care too much about the affairs of Klemy City, now we should order those Holy Hammers to support the elves, we must unite and survive this disaster as before, it seems a little exciting to think about it." ”

In Hua Pei's eyes, the old pope at this time seemed to be no longer the appearance of the old dragon clock, but more like a middle-aged man enjoying the challenge.