The bare-chested orc was holding a huge hammer and hitting the boulder on the ground.
The two cooperating coolies behind him immediately moved forward and carried the broken stones away. One of them stopped for a while, trying to take a few breaths.
The orc supervisor full of anger saw this scene waving the leather whip in his hand, screaming, and snapping directly behind the resting orc coolie, adding a new trace to his naked upper body.
He looked up and saw that the back of the orc coolie was now stained with blood, and the dense scars were like dry and rotten scorched earth, which made people daunting. No one could imagine how much he suffered.
The cry of the orc coolie did not arouse mercy.
"Damn slaves of the rebels!!! If the Prince's order is delayed, I will use an iron whip made of steel to slap your backs!"
The voice of the orc supervisor with huge fangs roared on the construction site of this digging ground.
Pulling his gaze to the sky, looking down from above, one can clearly see that there are more than 50,000 orc coolies densely packed in this area of thousands of blades wide.
These coolies in animal skin skirts are holding sharp-nosed hoes, huge gravel hammers and various rock-digging tools.
It seems to be digging through the earth.
Kuang Dang~
Kuang Dang~
Compared with the surrounding ground, this land has sunk nearly a thousand blades deep, but it seems that the excavation never stops.
No one knows when they will dig.
These orc coolies captured by the army from various tribes on the barren wasteland are like never-sleeping machines, digging forever.
On the wooden bell tower about two hundred blades away from the construction site, a strong figure was overlooking all this.
Shahram Roared in Fury.
The prince of the orc empire, the young prince inherited the glorious surname of his ancestors-roar of angry blood.
Rage and Blood Roar is a legendary title engraved in orc legends.
This title once shining in the ancient times hundreds of millions of years ago, when the orcs were still ruling the main plane of glory, and humans had not yet risen.
When the abyss shattered and darkness descended on the earth, the legendary orc king known as the roaring blood by the orcs led all the orc warriors into the abyss.
The orc king successively smashed the twelve layers of the abyss into an eternal legend.
Although in the end the orc king was killed by the abyss demon god, the title of anger and blood roar still became the eternal banner in the hearts of the orcs.
And the descendant of the legendary orc king has since changed his surname to the legendary title-angry blood roar.
This is the glory of the orcs, this is the greatness of the ancestors.
"My king, I have felt the mystery of underground burial.
That power is almost gushing out, that is the existence we dream of.
That is the only and eternal greatness! "
Wearing an armor sewn with extraordinary level monster scales, the figure is as high as 2.5 blades, and roars like a little giant-like orc prince Shahram Rageblood. Upon hearing this, he turned his head slightly to look at the speaker beside him.
The huge head of a male lion resembles an ancient life in the legend. What is even more striking is that his chin is not the male lion's temple hair, but five gray tentacles like octopus.
The tentacles were half-blade long, and they touched his chest from his chin, gently swinging and exuding heart-trembling energy waves.
The curse of anger and blood is a curse that has been passed down in the blood of ancestors. As long as it is the blood of the roaring family of anger and blood, their appearance will eternally become this kind of distortion.
But in line with Prince Shahram's domineering, the five gray tentacles were full of momentum, and instead of deducting points, they added a bit of palpitating strength.
Shahram looked at the shaman with pure white eyes beside him, with a cold tone.
"Speed up the progress, Trevor!
This is the tenth time I heard you say this, but there is still no trace.
Trevor, tell me, did you deceive me? ! "
Orc words echoed in the air, and the hidden anger caused the surrounding orc guards to lower their heads and dare not look directly at their king.
Shaman Trevor, wearing an ancient robe sewn with animal skins, looked directly at the prince's eyes. Those pure white eyes had no other colors.
"My king, I have already felt that breath, it is the breath of the gods, the real gods...
The ruins handed down from this may really contain incredible power! "
Gods? ? ?
The huge wooden clock tower fell into a deathly silence, and the strong guards lowered their heads deeper. This is not the secret they should listen to.
In this city, there is an ancient relic left by a god...this news spreads, I am afraid it will cause a shock across the border.
"Trevor... we have been digging for too long, too long..."
Shahram's tone was somewhat deep.
"Our broken artifact still has up to half a year to go. After half a year, we can no longer cover the aura... Believe me, if those human beings are aware of the existence of the remains of the gods, they will definitely I'll grab it!!
Those damn, dirty, and greedy disgusting lives are the greatest scourge in this world! "
Trevor lowered his head, "My king, I can't go wrong in finding the key from the relics of my ancestors.
Three thousand years ago, the city of Risr was established because the royal family of Risr wanted to conquer the relics of the gods in this land, but because they were defeated too quickly to have time to dig.
My king, believe me, this is a relic worth all the cost to explore, the future of the orcs! "
Shaman Trevor, who has a pair of pure white eyes, looked at Shahram solemnly, as if thinking of something, took out something from his arms.
Then his right hand stretched out, the dewclaw of the fist loosened slightly, and a blue gem pendant appeared in front of Shahram.
At the moment when this pendant was revealed, an aura that seemed to have been passed down from ancient times permeated.
Everyone on the clock tower felt cold behind their backs at this moment, as if they were being stared at by an abyss demon.
There was a breath of death in the air.
The lower-level orc guards around him were trembling even at this moment.
That breath is the pressure from the deepest part of the heart. It is an eternal existence, an ancient god.
Shahram saw the five gray octopus-like whiskers on his chin stirred in this scene, and a faint blue energy attached to it, and the whiskers instantly turned pure blue.
"That's how it feels...
Gods...
It is conceived with divine power, the surging divine power, fascinating..."
Shahram took a deep look at Trevor, "Just put it away."
He didn't take possession of the blue gem that contained divine power, divine power was not the power he could control now.
His five tentacles are the curse of the abyss demon and the blessing of ancestors, because his root tentacles can easily distinguish various energies.
The gems in Trevor's hands contained shocking divine power. Before, Trevor found a map containing ancient mysteries in the gems. The center of that map was in the city of Risle.
Shahram once infiltrated the city of Risle to investigate and discovered the mysterious fluctuations in the underground that matched the power of the pendant.
That's why he will capture Risle City at all costs.
Because there are relics of gods here.
He can perceive the surging power of the underground world through that gem containing divine power.
For this day, he has prepared for ten years...
The king of the orcs is old, and if he doesn't have enough power, how can he be crowned king under the prying eyes of a few younger brothers.
The crown of the orc will only belong to him-the mighty Shahram Bloodfury Roar! !
At the moment when Shahram was about to turn around and leave, screaming~ a crisp knocking sound passed through time and space at this moment, and it resounded in everybody's eardrums indiscriminately.
An orc coolie seemed to pierce an indescribable boundary.
After a while, an indescribable horror aura spread out, and a blue light spewed into the sky from a certain earth core.
A faint blue light beam pierced the sky, like an ancient resurrecting, the world seemed to be trampled underfoot at this moment.
The darkest moment.
In the center of Risir City, which had become ruins, all the orc coolies stopped their movements and bowed to the area emitting blue light under the majesty of the sky.
"The great beast has come!!"
"Beast God, please forgive your people..."
"My God..."
Shahram slammed forward two steps, clutching the oak railing tightly with both hands, leaning forward, staring at the bottom.
呲啦~
After the blue light rose, it seemed to be broken.
An indescribable, indescribable, and intangible existence seemed to seep out from the faint blue light.
Fear descended on the earth.
Even Shahram felt that his direct soul was stiff under that power. His breathing was speeding up rapidly, and the tentacles of Grey Mountain turned blue in the blink of an eye.
"God..." A word protruded from his mouth with difficulty, looking at the blue light in the sky, his face became increasingly ugly.
But at the moment when the blue light was shining on the world, a blood-red cloak flew out of the gap suddenly, but in the blink of an eye, the blood-colored cloak forced the place like the palm of a god. The blue light re-covered.
In the sky, the extremely terrifying breath disappeared without a trace in a short moment.
As if nothing happened.
But when Shahram was slightly relaxed, an indescribable voice echoed in the sky, like a voice from ancient times.
"Plague and death used to be, plague and death are now, plague and death will be forever."
"He is eternity, He is the past, He exists in the past, He also exists in the present and evening, He is the master of plague and death, He is the spreader of disease and destruction.
He is eternal, He is the only one, He will not die, He will live forever, and He will be born again..."
It was the same ancient blasphemy language as the language of gods, it was the purest blasphemous language, the extremely evil language rejected by the main plane.
The sky and the earth fell into unspeakable fear and darkness at the moment when the blasphemous words sounded.
At this moment, the densely packed orc hard labor was insane, and their reason was instantly swallowed by blasphemous words.
A bloody, cruel, chilling killing began.
Tens of thousands of orc drudges took up the gravel hammer in their hands, and the mining tools fought each other.
With blood red eyes, they directly activated the frenzy.
The scene was dripping with blood.
In this short instant, the scene was out of control, and Shahram had even had time to recover from the shock of the soul, and the ground was covered with corpses.
And the corpses of these orc coolies turned into blood in the blink of an eye, irrigating frantically into the soil and rocky ground.
Seeing this scene, Shahram suddenly awoke, and the orc's words resounded throughout the city of Risle.
"Stop all!! Throw their bodies out of the pit!!!"
"That god... hasn't died yet!!"
Amidst the snow-covered mountains far away from King Nolan's capital, a proud figure in a scarlet cloak was standing in front of a frozen stone gate.
The hands in thick bearskin gloves lightly patted the ice and snow outside, and watched the ancient words inscribed on the stone gate through the transparent ice layer and lightly recited them.
"I was born in blood, and I was destroyed in blood..."
"Enough, Andibella, stop chanting, the owner of this ruin is a legendary vampire, who has powerful dark magic.
No one knows what kind of weird these words contain..."
An old man in a gray robe with white hair and an emerald green stick interrupted the girl's chanting.
Under the ice and snow, the old man's hair was covered with white snow, and his old eyes seemed muddy. It is hard to imagine that an old man of this age would come to the northern mountains in such a cold winter.
Phew~ The blood cloak behind Andebella danced, and the surrounding ice and snow were swept away. The girl who raised her head high and was still proud even in the face of death showed a little girl-like smile.
Two steps forward, respectfully walked to the old man.
"Teacher, we found..."
The old man took a few steps forward, and nodded in satisfaction after carefully examining the text above.
"Andibella, your knowledge reserve has almost surpassed me. This is the real great polymath, and I am proud of you.
Get ready to open this long dusty ruin.
The blood family treasure you are looking for, the Holy Grail of Blood, maybe no one will take it..."
In the Holy Grail of Blood, Andibella murmured, and inexplicably a figure that reminded her at that moment appeared in her mind.
Just about to say something, her face suddenly changed, and an ancient blasphemy that almost frozen her soul sounded in her ears.
"Plague and death used to be, plague and death are now, plague and death will be forever.
...
He will not die, he will live forever, and he will be born again..."
The evil blasphemous words are like a storm in the soul, even if Andibella doesn't know what happened, but she still feels the breath that travels through time and space.
Along with this extremely evil language from ancient times, there was also an aura that made her feel extremely cordial.
Cloak of blood.
Not the blood cloak behind her, but another trace of time and space.
"Heirs of the Risell family's blood flow in the body. When the glory of the ancestors fades in time, I will reappear.
Child, your bravery won the recognition of your ancestors.
I will crown you personally.
The blood of Risle is unstoppable..."
In the city of dawn, the mixed-blood murloc Katherina, who returned to her residence when it was dark, changed suddenly into a murloc body and soaked in the pool, her face that was always calm and calm suddenly changed.
"Plague and death used to be, plague and death are now, plague and death will be forever...
...
He will not die, he will live forever, and he will be born again..."
The ancient blasphemous language is like the switch of a certain key, and some hidden information in her blood is slowly emerging...
Grimm.
Mysterious street.
Reed looked at Stanley sitting across from the round table with a subtle expression.
"You rushed here in such a hurry because the spy felt a strong breath rise in Risle City, but then it dissipated?"
"Are you sure the news is reliable? Is that breath of Warcraft or life?"
The former Cthulhu believer, now the 16th-level Scarlet Hunter Stanley shook his head, "Under the crown, that breath is so powerful that it is unimaginable.
However, it rises quickly, but it disappears quickly. The spy only feels that what it contains is not simple, but he can't determine what it is.
In order not to miss important news, I came to you as soon as I received the secret letter. "
Because the Shadow High Priest Amy and the 16th level werewolf Craig have been in Reisl City for a long time, in order to rescue them and to find out what the orcs are doing, Reed has been strictly ordering the intelligence command center to closely monitor everything in Reisl City. .
So this scene is not surprising.
Reed groaned slightly and shook his head.
"A breath doesn't explain much...
However, judging from the long silence of the orcs in Risle City, their plan is definitely not small.
Any change indicates that they have already started planning...
You continue to monitor. If during this time the guards of Slr City become more alert, then they must have made some progress..."
Reed is very cautious about the orcs, he will not act lightly when there is no definite news.
Especially when Risle City is now fully sealed by the orcs, from his perspective, the orcs are now full of mist and belong to an unknown area.
Maybe there is a big mouth of blood hidden behind the fog, waiting for the bait of the prey.
He doesn't have a God's perspective. Under the high-strength blockade of the orcs, it will be difficult to break through the opponent's line of defense unless he penetrates at all costs.
But Stanley's words still made him a little bit vigilant. The orcs hadn't moved for so long, but it happened at this time. There was absolutely no reason for the change.
"Increase the force dispatched to Reisl City by a factor of three, so that they can't penetrate, and they must also probe the movements of their peripheral troops.
In addition, to increase the rewards of the Adventurer’s Guild and Mercenary Guild, I need more information. "
Stanley respectfully responded after receiving the order from Reed.
As the chief intelligence officer of the city of dawn, although Stanley came to Grimm to be responsible for the plan of the shadow of dawn, but because Grimm is the core area of the entire southern province, there is more news, he is here instead It's easier to handle business affairs in the city of dawn.
"Is there anything else?"
Seeing that Stanley did not leave after the report, Reed continued to question himself about this general.
"Under the crown, the Shadow of Dawn Project has made some progress..."
Hearing this, Reed shines brightly, the Shadow of Dawn Project is an extremely important project.
Infiltrating humans, these four words can sum up this plan.
The core logic is to use the initial support ability of the blood clan to continuously transform the upper-class nobles into blood descent, and expand the power of the blood clan in the upper human level.
When this plan was first conceived, Reed had to realize its potential.
So the death order was given to develop.
Among them, the original intention of the study of the god-given saint was to deal with how to avoid the test of the power of the Holy Light in the cathedrals after the high-level humans became blood.
"Talk about it."
"Under the crown, after more than a year of penetration, we have developed 3 little nobles, barely linked to become an intelligence network..."
Reed has a stiff face and a question mark.
That's it?
I took off my pants. Tell me to help you look at your leg hair? ? ?
Perceived the face change in Reed Stanley added.
"These nobles are just a test before we infiltrate, to test the ability of major sects and nobles to deal with our blood.
So far, everything is going well, and it is expected that we can start the real plan after the next batch of god-given saints arrive. "
My face improved a bit after hearing this Reed, but it didn't get better. What's the difference between this and not reporting?
But Stanley's next sentence made him suddenly refreshed.
"Under the crown, besides, we also embraced the prince of Norland Empire for the first time..."
"Prince?" Reed opened his eyes and looked straight at Stanley, his tone a little excited and solemn.
"Are you sure it is the heir of King Nolan, not a named prince of the Nolan royal family?"
Stanley nodded affirmatively, "Ainos Nolan, the seventh son of King Nolan..."
Reed frowned when he heard the name, he seemed to have heard of it somewhere.
After a while, the expression was a little weird and said, "The Prince Aenos you mentioned is the prince born after the king and the maid drunk??"
Prince Aenos was a stain on the Nolan royal family, and the nobles who liked gossip spread it.
Although Reed has no interest in these, but can't bear others bb.
"Yes, under the crown..."
Hearing Stanley's affirmative answer, Reed was a little bit dumbfounded.
A status prince Nolan is definitely worthy of their development, but a prince who even hates his own father, this kind of blood effect is obviously not big.
As if seeing the Reed question, Stanley explained.
"Under the crown, the value of the Prince Aenos himself is not high, but his identity as a prince is not cheap."
Reed nodded thoughtfully.
"It seems that you are planning to use him for a big game, just let it go and do it."
He didn't ask too much, with Stanley's wisdom, it is not easy to manipulate a blood to make a layout.
"But the only thing you have to be careful about is that you don't expose your existence. It's best to use other forces to control the other side. We don't end up casually."
Reed treats this issue relatively conservatively. The biggest advantage of the blood family is in the dark. If exposed, the danger they face will increase tenfold.
Stanley smiled slightly.
"Under the crown, do you remember the immortal soul that was established in the Dark Covenant?"
The immortal soul? Is it the department managed by the three sand sculpture players that Hunyuan Pili has become Kun?
He also met these three guys once, and now he owns shares in the Earth Division of the Dark Covenant.
"Of course, is there any problem?"
"I want to use the spirit of immortality to support that prince, and this needs your support?"
"My support?" Reed came interested, "tell me."
"The land acquired by Prince Aenos is the Scarlet Moon Territory where the hills and the sea are intertwined..."
"It's the territory where countless lords have died? This Prince Aenos has many enemies."
"Yes, my plan is to do business with Centaur and Murloc in the territory of Enos.
Turn this territory into a transit city connecting humans with centaur and murloc...
After doing so, we will have a city that can be directly controlled, and all kinds of materials can be purchased in the name of Enos.
This has more advantages than disadvantages for our future development. "
Hearing Stanley's words, Reed smiled slightly, "I'm afraid it's more than that. If Ainos grows rapidly, and even builds a territory into one of the best cities, there may not be no hope of getting the crown in the future."
Stanley smiled and nodded when he heard Reed, "Shengming under the crown."
After thinking a little bit, Reed nodded.
"No problem, I will let Frey fully cooperate with you. He is now in charge of the transaction between the low hills and the murloc tribe.
In addition, not only is the soul of immortality, you can let Aenos distribute news to attract adventurers who have lost the plane to build in his territory, and promise to allocate a part of the residence to players for free.
Make good use of the Lost Plane adventurers, and the development of this land will be faster than you think. "
Reed points directly to the key point.
"I think no one knows the role of adventurers better than you. In addition, you must sign a contract with those adventurers and bind all the adventurers who develop in the territory of Aenos.
Let the future of these adventurers be consistent with the future of Enos.
As long as you give adventurers a bit of sweetness in the early stage, they will burst out with power you can't imagine.
You can discuss this matter with the adventurers of Indestructible Soul, I believe they will give better advice. "
After a little thinking with Stanley's wisdom, I understood what Reed wanted to express. It could control players to open a Dark Covenant branch on Earth, and join the Dark Covenant directly through player recruiters.
Stanley's wise aboriginal people can never be judged by common sense.
"Under the crown, I think this territory of Aenos will surprise you in the future."
"Look forward to that day."
Stanley left the back door with an excited expression.
Reed waited for a while and walked out of the room.
This is the mysterious tavern outside the Scarlet Mage Tower, a luxurious tavern currently ranked in the top three in Grimm.
Of course, this tavern is also his property.
It's so arrogant.
Reed stepped down the stairs.
Everything around it is exquisite.
Exquisite decorations are hung on both sides of the stairs. Candlesticks and lampstands full of magic are carved with reliefs of dragons, which look full of special charm.
Step by step down the stairs of red maple wood, Reed wearing a black mage robes slightly escapes some of the magic power and envelopes the body, and at the same time manipulates these magic powers with mental power, so that outsiders look at his face It will appear a little fuzzy.
A derivative usage of magic is more interesting.
Going down to the lobby on the first floor, the tavern, which can accommodate five to six hundred people, is already full.
The noisy sound is like a magic word bat hissing in his ears.
The faces of the people coming and going around are blushing.
The warrior in heavy armor took off his helmet here, and the huge sword with the gap in his hand was leaning against the table, and the wine in his hand never stopped.
The archer's longbow was also taken off from his back and placed on the table casually. They were no worse than the soldiers when they drank alcohol in their wallets.
The thieves who used to hide in the darkness also inserted the dagger in their hands into the scabbard at this time, and those who came to him drank wildly.
The spellcasters in the priest’s robes also lose the kindness of pitying sentient beings while helping the commoners outside. A sip of wine is poured into their throats like water, but in order to maintain the dignity of the caster, most of these priests are still in love The building is slightly different from the lobby.
At the front of the hall is a stage, on which half-elf singers with elf blood are singing surging songs, and strange instruments are played by the little dwarfs.
All this is full of the atmosphere of another world.
Reed is mixed in it, and it feels a bit of harmony inexplicably.
Although he doesn't like this noisy environment very much, it is also a novel experience to come here once in a while.
The difference between the mysterious tavern and other taverns is that as long as it opens, there will inevitably be more than 10 wizards stationed here, and there will be 10 high-level warriors at the door as guards.
Theft is not allowed in the mysterious tavern.
If you want to fight, you can go to the arena in the basement, where it will definitely make every fight enjoy the thrill of fighting.
The mysterious tavern is adjacent to the Scarlet Mage Tower, with a strong background as a guarantee, which makes the mysterious tavern the safest tavern in the entire Grimm.
Most of those who dare to challenge the majesty of the mysterious tavern cannot bear to look directly at the end.
After wandering around for a few laps, Reed felt its ears humming, shook his head and turned to leave.
But the moment he turned around, his back suddenly felt cold.
Murderous and awe-inspiring, he seemed to be targeted by some kind of powerful hunter, and the strength of the opponent should never be underestimated.
After the magic shield was cast several times in an instant, he twisted his body abruptly and looked at the place where he sensed danger.
In a slightly dim environment, Reed across the crowd saw him sitting alone at the table, drunk bored, and looked at him playfully.
With eyes facing each other, Reed saw interesting colors in the opponent's green eyes.
After a little hesitation, Reed smiled slightly and walked directly towards the opponent.
"Your Excellency Reed, I didn't expect to meet you here..."
As soon as he approached, that laziness with a somewhat charming voice slowly came into his ears.
The lady in front of me wore a close-fitting green wallet with extremely delicate and complicated patterns carved on it. Outsiders could tell that it was a masterpiece of the elves at a glance.
What is even more eye-catching is that the mountain peaks on the opponent's chest almost burst the wallet, full of dazzling majesty. When the body is poured forward, it is gently pressed on the table. The marks and curvature on the chest are really impressive. Feel the magic of the Creator.
A long hair is slightly tied behind his head, long pointed ears are exposed from the ends of the hair, and a pair of green eyes are like pure water droplets, which makes people feel good in an instant.
The fair skin on his face was softer than the baby's. With the addition of the face that was almost perfect enough to pick out a flaw, a name that made countless people's hearts appeared in the mind of Reed.
Elf, and it's an elf who had a relationship with him.
Ariel Elvis, Level 17 Elf Bow and Arrow Master.
Reed looked at the extremely glamorous face in front of him. Although he was not familiar with the other party, he still admired a little.
Face value is justice, and with this face value, very few blood races can match.
"Ms. Ariel, the mysterious tavern, seems to be the property of the Scarlet Mage Tower, shouldn't I say this to you?"
Reed sat casually in front of this majestic elf.
"No, Reed Sir, I will come every few days, but I never met you..."
Saying that, Ariel stood up, took a delicate and elegant elf wine glass and poured him a glass of red wine.
"This is Elvis's best wine, Elf Heart. Can you taste better than the white wine of your mysterious tavern?"
Reed looked at each other dumbfoundingly, come to my pub to drink your pub?
Isn't it good to go home to drink?
I didn't care, I reached out and took a look at the system panel, no problem.
Gudong~After taking a big sip, he nodded in satisfaction.
"The wine is good, it should be brewed with water from the Fairy Moon Well, which contains a huge amount of life energy..."
Seeing Reed still calm and indifferent after drinking, Ariel blinked her eyes, revealing a deep aftertaste smile.
"It seems that your Reed is the same type of person as us..."
Reed heard the illocutionary meaning in the language, a little playful, "how do you say?"
This remark made him quietly vigilant in his heart. When he went to the Elvis Tavern to find Amy the Shadow High Priest last time, he met him before entering the tavern, and was almost seen by the elf as his true identity.
Fortunately, he used the power of faith to cover up the breath of the blood race, and was not found. Hearing this at this time inevitably made him think a lot.
The elves of the Nature Department have almost the strongest perception of dark life. As natural enemies, most of the dark life cannot escape the keen perception of elves.
Although his combat power is not comparable to that of this 17th-level elf archer, he is unwilling to fight each other at his door.
"Your Excellency Reed, what you drank is the heart of the spirit that contains natural power. Dark life has no possibility of immunity to natural power.
Since you have not had an extra reaction, then you are my friend. "
Ariel's impeccable face showed a somewhat charming smile, and suddenly the style of painting changed after saying this.
"I wonder if your Reed is interested in working with us once?"
Reed narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the elf completely unable to understand the other party's brain circuits.
How long do we know each other and cooperate? ?
I've only seen each other twice, OK? The elves are not so mindless...
"How is cooperation? Besides, Ms. Ariel, I think we only met twice, so you trust me?"
Another meaning of this sentence is, how do I trust you?
Ariel leaned forward slightly, her green eyes a little seductive.
"Your Excellency Reed, I think you will be happy to cooperate with me this time."
"Oh, Ms. Ariel, please speak straight."
Reed frowned, waiting for the follow-up of this elf.
"Your Reed has reached level 15, right?"
Ok?
Reed fixed her eyes on Ariel.
"What do you mean?"
Ariel leaned back slightly in time, and the astonishing curvature of her body returned to normal. She picked up the red wine on the table, took a sip and put the cup on the table at random, but her mouth was still hanging at this moment. With a few drops of red wine.
As if aware of it, Ariel looked straight at Reed, then slightly stretched her tongue to lick the wine from her lips.
This picture made a large group of soldiers around who were sneaking at Ariel, consciously or unconsciously, swallowed.
If it hadn’t been for this 17-level elves, no one would dare to provoke them, I’m afraid they would have already swarmed...
But what made Reed react was not this enchanting action, but the next sentence of this 17-level elf bow and arrow master.
"Reed, do you know the remains of the gods?"
The remains of the gods? ?
Reed has a heartbeat, every relic of the gods is born will cause a huge disturbance. The last time the relics of the gods in Norland Empire were born a hundred and fifty years ago.
At that time, it was said that two extraordinary fell...
Before Reed asked questions, Ariel answered his doubts.
"I know a... a ruin that has not yet been excavated..."
Reed opened his eyes and looked a little puzzled at the other side's still understatement.
"Ms. Ariel, you know that it's enough for you to explore by yourself, why tell me?"
Ariel shook her head and said in a calm tone.
"The remains of the gods are not something I can eat alone, and my strength is far from enough."
"Your Excellency Reed, I am not greedy about it. I only need to get a part of the loot I need. So, I need partners and teammates..."
Need a partner? ?
The expression in Reed is very subtle, we only met twice, so what are you telling me? Are you kidding me?
"Why did you choose me?"
Ariel gave an answer that Reed couldn't think of.
"Because...Vina..."
"Vina, what does this have to do with Vina?"
"Your Excellency Reed don't know yet?" Ariel's expression was a little strange, "I and Wei Na are best friends, I have already concluded a fairy agreement with her..."
Fairy Covenant?
Each adult elves can choose a partner to conclude an elves agreement~EbookFREE.me~ After the conclusion of the contract, the other party will receive a part of the magic casting talents of the elves.
Moreover, this is a unilateral contribution, almost no need for the person who concluded the contract to do anything, as long as the elves approve it.
Reed the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. When he came back, he was busy dealing with all kinds of things. He really didn’t have time to ask about these things, but this girl didn’t tell her about such important things. He should teach her a lesson when he goes back. , Lessons learned...
"Can you determine where the gods' remains are?"
"Yes, not only can I determine its exact location, I also know... in that miracle, there is a who is not dead..."
The is not dead? ?
Do you want me to slaughter the gods? ?
In other words, what about my god, he is better at it...
First set a small goal, such as 1 second remember: Shukeju
