Chapter 611: Over-the-air idol (third!)

"There is something in the magic net vision... What is this thing?"
The Frost Axe said half of it did not seem to find a suitable adjective, so he asked a younger dwarf next to him.
"Live... Elder, Miss Al played the live broadcast of The Holy Spirit." The young dwarf replied immediately.
"Yes! That's it!" After the frost axe asked, he looked at the black man. "Do you understand?"
Understand what?
The black man escaped from the hands of an ice dragon two hours ago. He did not see Al in the hearth tavern when he was walking.
As a result, the high elf now appears not only in the tavern of the best, but his old friend Frost Axe is looking at his own family in Nolan.
The black man feels that his head is about to blow up...
"It’s not normal to say that I haven’t returned to Nolan for more than 20 years.
The voice of the frost axe sounded like a pity to him, and the eyes of the frost axe expressed the words 'the earthen bun'. come out.
"I know the magic net..."
Between the black man and the frost axe, the dwarf pharmacist also helped him bandage, and he reluctantly sat up from the bed.
At the moment when the transparent long sword runs through his chest, the black man constructs a magic shield in the body. The shield does not resist the penetration of the magic, but the track is slightly offset.
Now the black man only hurts the flesh and bones, and the heart is still intact. He only needs to stay for a while.
"Do you know that the Magic Net still asks so much?" The Frost Axe gave him a bit of wine and said something impatient.
"..."
The black man and the frost axe were also considered to be a shackle. When he first arrived in Nolan, he was already addicted to alcohol. He met the dwarf when he was drinking in a human pub.
"I just wondered how the elders of the Frost Axe clan would be interested in a girl with a 'long ear' family."
The black man actually has a lot of questions to ask, but his biggest concern is why the frost axe will see a high elf on the magic net, and the power of faith emerging from the frost axe is going on.
"This long-eared girl is much more fun than you!"
The frost axe hit a wine cellar, and when he was playing this wine cellar, it was a little faint belief that came out from the head of the frost axe.
At this moment, the black man confirmed that what he saw was not an illusion!
Frost Axe is producing faith in the holy tree of the high elves!
At this time, the black man turned his head and glanced outside. Through the window, he saw several faint light floating up and rising into the sky.
"Can you... give me my staff?" The black man went out of bed and said.
"The people of the Sage Council will arrive soon, what are you anxious!"
The frost axe saw the black man's strong support and wanted to kick him back to the bed.
"I just want to go to the door and see."
The black man’s request, the frost axe pondered for a while or agreed.
He threw the black man's tall man's staff to him.
The black man walked outside the door with a scepter step by step, and he pushed the door of the frost axe home to the outside.
The dwarves are born to be skilled craftsmen. Their houses are the foundation of Nolan, connected to the ground of Nolan. The place where the frost axe live is several tens of meters above the ground and is one of the pillars supporting the entire Nolan.
The black man stood here just overlooking the entire dwarf city, and he looked far away at one building and another.
"How! Look at it?"
The frost axe took the wine and walked to the side of the black man. The magnificent underground city was the honor that every dwarf was proud of. The black man stood there with a dull look like the frost axe wanted to see. .
"The dwarves in this city also have... Magic Net?"
The reason why the black man's expression was sluggish was not because of the grandeur of the dwarf city. In his vision, he saw one light ball after another rising from the city building and plunging into the ground above.
The sky above the underground city is gradually embellished by these floating light to form a starry sky.
The black man can capture the traces of these light in every corner of the city. These are the power of faith, although a large part of the power of faith does not belong to the high elves, but the dwarf faith. The news of the Elf's Tree of the World is enough to break the three views of the black man into a residue.
"Yes, if you go back to Nolan, you must buy one, otherwise it will not be convenient." Frost axe said.
The black man did not listen to the frost axe. He came to the edge of the tower with a cane and found a suitable position to sit down and watch the scene silently.
"Frost axe, that cockroach... What religion did Qiao Xiu establish in Nolan?" The black man looked at the scene in front of him very complicated.
There are two reasons for him to leave Arthurcro. The first is to investigate the reasons for the decline of Arthur Crowe, and the second is to try to collect the power of other creatures to supply to Arthur Crowe.
For many years, the black-clothed people have tried many times and originally planned to establish a new religion in a remote place, but the humans in that area have their own beliefs, and the black-clothers do not know how to convince them to believe in one. Tree.
Then he came to Nolan, the magical capital of mankind. His powerful magical talent made him get to know the last black man. After the death of the sage, he was honored to inherit this position.
The black man has cultivated many human apprentices by virtue of his sage, and he has indeed collected some power of faith in these human apprentices.
This gave the black man confidence, so at the invitation of the blue man, he began to investigate the truth of Arthur Croce's weakness.
As a result, twenty years later, the black man returned to Arthurcro with full enthusiasm and self-confidence. Although he was rejected by his own family, he believed that his research would wash away his crimes if he had enough time.
"Religion? Qiao Xiu, he did not build any church, but there is a long ear singing that is very nice to listen to, and the girl is more popular than you in Nolan. Everyone who wants to see her every day can be discharged from the east of the Gear River. Go to Squirrel Street."
"Singing? How is it possible... I have been a bard in human cities many years ago, and there is no way to speak through the songs..."
The words of the black man have not finished yet, and the frost axe sends out a hearty laugh and beats the back of the black man.
I almost didn't take the black man seriously. He swallowed the blood that was about to be coughed up in his throat and looked back as if he had heard a frosty axe like a 'super funny joke'.
"What did you sing on the streets of Nolan that year? There are a hundred people on a street who listen to you singing more."
"With hundreds of people, it is hard for humans to resist the looks and songs of the high elves."
The black man wiped the blood of his mouth. He worked as a professional bard for a while, and clearly understood that many humans still enjoyed the song of the Elf Psalm.
"But there are tens of thousands of people listening to the girl song of Tailin, or 100,000."
Frost axe to this long-unexpected friend, it will not take the time to boast about the change of Nolan.
"Qiao Xiu has built a Nolan radio station." The Frost Axe did not close Al's live interface, but just blocked the sound and opened the application of Nolan Radio. Tailin just happened to be performing an impromptu performance.
"This is not... Elf Psalm..." The black man frowned and listened for a while and said, "But this is indeed the song of the elf. Everyone who owns the magic net can listen to her singing anytime, anywhere?"
"Yes! And the song she sang is much better than your Elf Psalm!" said Frost Axe.
The black man once again fell silent. He is sorting out what he is currently seeing in Nolan. A frost elf has become a character worshipped by one third of the entire Nolan. This is not because someone will She has become a god, just a simple song. But how is this done?
There is still a mess in the mind of the black man.
"I know that you were also a famous bard in Nolan's pub." Frost axe patted the black man's shoulder and said, "Now you are... right! Humans have a word called anger! Unfortunately, you are angry now. The bard!"
After 20 years of hard work, I lost to a frost elf, or came to Nolan for less than two years. This makes the black man's mood very complicated, and makes him more complicated... just a frost axe There is a dim light ball on the head. This light ball is not the energy given to the tree of the Frost Elves, but the tree of the world of the higher elves.