Chapter 2130: Desolation at dawn (sixty-two)

Chapter 210 is annihilated at dawn sixty two
Quot; very good, you are finally here. Quot; just appeared, Klarna told Bediville and others.
Although like the impression, the face of the great teacher, Krana, is completely hidden in the shadow of the witch's robes, but Betdiville still feels faintly from her sweet and magnetic sound. This big teacher should be a mature woman in her thirties. Although listening to the voice to distinguish other people's beauty and ugliness is not reliable, but the Werewolf youth still stubbornly believe that since the voice of the teacher is so good, her face hidden under the shadow of the hood should at least not be ugly. Even if it is not a stunning beauty, it must be a beautiful woman.
"Hmmm?" Eric was the first time to hear the voice of the great teacher, Klarna. I just didn't hear the difference in the voice when I used the telepathy, but now he hears it completely, but sends out A confused low voice.
"You should be Lawrence's younger brother, right?" The big teacher looked at Chris Eric. "I saw you when you were a baby. Time flies. Well, is there any problem?" "
"Early teacher" Eric did not be polite with the other party. He asked directly: "I always feel where you heard before. You can confirm it now and you can't help but feel that it is true. Mr. Klarna, do you know? A lady named Eve?"
This is what Eric said, and Bediville suddenly felt this fact. It should be said that from the very beginning, he felt that the voice of the teacher, Klarna, was very familiar, as if he had heard it. But the preconceived idea that has always been blinded to Bediville’s ears, he even ignored this fact, thinking that the familiar feeling is just an illusion. In fact, the more we are going to scrutinize, the more the Werewolf youth feel that the voice of the great teacher Klarna is similar to that of the artificial intelligence navigation system Eve on his Dawning. It is almost exactly the same. It’s just that there’s a little bit of mechanical cold in the sound line, and it’s a bit more mature.
Moreover, in this way, Klarna's voice is actually very similar to the sound of the lotus sound. Bediville used to wonder why Eve's voice has such a high degree of similarity to the lotus sound. Now he found out that there are many people who are similar to the sound of the lotus sound. This is no accident.
"If you are talking about the artificial intelligence navigation system on your ship, her voice is similar to my voice. That is a matter of course." Krana replied quietly: "Because many artificial intelligences of the ancient gods and people The system, and even the man-made Pattimo who developed it, their basic sound modules are derived from me."
"what?"
"That is to say, their voices are copied from my voice as a template."
"Wait, that's it, that is--" Biddyville said: "It's hard to say, Grand Teacher Kla Na, you are --"
"Oh!" The witch smirked and interrupted Bedieville's guess: "This kind of thing is left to you to guess on your own, there is no need to say it."
She turned to the door of the crystal behind her, and there seemed to be no holes in the door.
"You are all tired, come in and take a break. It is not a hospitality to let the guests stand and talk." She said: "And, the little wolf over there, you don’t feel embarrassed when you wear it like that. ?"
"Hey!" Betdiville remembered that he had been stripped of his pants before he came in the moor. Because the body is covered with herbs that prevent mosquito bites, the sticky feeling on the body makes him think that it is better to not wear clothes. But just after a series of big battles, Bediville almost forgot about it, and it was a matter of course to treat the fruit, so that when he really saw the big teacher, Kla, he forgot to put on his clothes. .
"It’s not hard to get the anti-mosquito herbs on your body." After Biddeville and Eric crossed the crystal gate, they entered a larger hall of amethyst and walked in front of the big hall. Teacher Krana pointed her finger to a room on the side: "There is a pool of groundwater pumped from it, and it has already turned into a hot pool using geothermal heat. Go take a shower. After you have groomed, let's come again. Talk in detail."
"Okay, okay." Bedyville replied honestly: "Thank you, Teacher."
"Do you want to put milk or vanilla in the black tea?" Krana asked again.
"Hey," Biddeville snorted again. This sentence is familiar. "Vanilla. Thank you for giving me less sugar. I am still growing this evening."
"Call." The teacher, Klana, smiled and walked to the other side of the Crystal Hall. The room there was estimated to be a reception room.
The crystal hall that Bediville is standing on now is big and empty. There is almost nothing inside. There are four structural pillars for supporting the load. There are several mysterious lights in the middle of the pillar for lighting. . The fire directly penetrates the translucent purple crystal pillars and scatters the light into the entire crystal building. Although the lighting used was small, it relied on the strong refractive power of the crystal itself to accidentally illuminate the entire building. In addition to these large pillars, Bediville also saw some crystal walls that were only half-height and were constructed to be exceptionally strong. These half-length crystal walls are distributed around the pillars. It seems to be a kind of shelter.
Bediville remembered that the teacher had just said that this whole building is actually a piece of crystal, and it really seems to be a treasure called "home stone." It is usually only the size of a palm, easy to carry. When the user has this need, he injects magic into the crystal, and the crystal grows roughly in accordance with the user's consciousness, and becomes a huge city under the ground. Of course, the growth of crystal is not completely controlled by the user, and some places are still quite rough. Despite this, this city, which is transformed from a palm-sized crystal, is still very impressive.
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This crystal hall is not a reception room, and the reception room is still inside, which means that the crystal hall is only used to structurally support the entire underground crystal residence, and perhaps the first line of defense against enemy invasion. The seemingly unbreakable door just now, if it was broken by the good guys, the great teacher Klarna can also use the special structure of this hall to deal with the invaders.
She lives in the most dangerous magical marsh of the big marsh.
She built a secret home in the ground.
She built this into her castle and was ready to deal with those uninvited guests.
She said her enemies are everywhere.
What is the big teacher, Krana, against?
"Would you like to take a bath?" Seeing the werewolf youth wants to be immersed in the spirit, the counselor Eric interrupted unhappyly: "The teacher of the family told you to wash it and talk to her again. You will go to wash it." Clean and put on the dress? What else is it!"
"Know, what is urging." Bediwell went to the room that seemed to be the bathhouse. Nor can he understand why Eric is so anxious. Eric also has his [Adult Ceremony] to be completed, and since Bediville is the witness of Eric’s rite of rites, he should rush back to the villages of Turkic people as soon as possible to report the situation, so that Eric There is an account. The current situation can basically be understood as Eric is waiting for him to [wait] Bediwell. Butdieville seems to be dragging on for a long time.
"Isn't it a sudden adulthood? It's a nervous one." The werewolf youth complained as he walked into the so-called bathhouse. The crystal door is easily retracted, and there is no accidental smog in it. The crystal-made building seems to have good exhaust equipment.
Not a big room, there is a pool of steaming steam. The groundwater that has been heated slowly flows in from the side of the hole and hoards in the pool. Then the hot water is discharged from the other side of the drain with the same tendency, so that it reciprocates indefinitely. It is a luxury to the extreme.
Beddyville didn't think much, just untied his tactical belt and jumped into the hot tub after taking off his pants. The moment he was covered in hot water, he felt the pleasure of being surrounded by heaven.
"Can you say this can be done?" He tried to get rid of the green oil on his body, but it was originally a kind of ointment that people used to move on the moor and had a high degree of water resistance. It was not so easy to get rid of it. of.
"More than a little while, this thing is waterproof, but the heat of the hot water will soften it, and it will be washed away after softening." Eric also took off his clothes and jumped into the pool.
"Hey." Bedyville showed a look of disgust.
"What's wrong!" Little Lawrence asked impatiently.
"No, nothing." The werewolf youth stretched his face and did not continue to say anything, but concentrated on the hair on his body. The viscous green plasters did soften under the heat of the hot water, and they began to lose their viscosity, turning directly into a mass of glue, which fell off along with the action of the Bediwell handcuffs. And because the clays are still sticky to each other, they quickly become a whole mass with the big ones, concentrated in the arms of Bedyville.
The disgusting heart is like a mass of sweat. And this stuff is not soluble in water, even in this case is still insoluble.
"This thing is collected and thrown away, don't let it flow into the drain. It will block the drain." Biddyville saw Eric squatting and couldn't help but tell.
"This kind of thing doesn't need you to remind you." Coach Eric gave a look at Bediville.
After ten minutes
The cleaned out of the clay is half the size of the head, showing a dirty and disgusting dark green (and occasionally sticking some wolf hair), and Bedieville almost vomited. However, he is so good that he has cleaned up the sticky ointments and is very refreshing. He took the clothes that had been brought over and changed from the pockets of the tactical belt, and put them on, and dressed in this dress, he took out the confidence to see the teacher, Klarna.
"Is it all washed?" Sure enough, there will be black tea and refreshments on the table in the living room. Clarna is sitting in the middle of the living room, waiting for the werewolf youth to arrive.
"So, where should we start talking about it?" The great teacher, Clana, snorted and sat down on a crystal table and chair. Https: