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"The metal dragon will not participate in the war of evil gods." Cocoala sat in Beta's study. The slender and soft demigod was sitting opposite him with Erlang's feet crossed. This posture was not very elegant, but she did it with a unique charm: "I have a good understanding of this group of flying reptiles. More than 10,000 years ago, they dared not come to our elves to make trouble. Now humans are more powerful than the elves empires ten thousand years ago. When they first came back, they would be proud, complacent, and self-conceived. But now almost two years have passed, and I think they should have recognized the reality."

Beta nodded: "I think this is the case."

Kokoyala said: "As humanoid races, we elves can appropriately participate in the encirclement and suppression of evil gods. But we cannot charge at the front line, after all, the population of our elves is now seriously insufficient."

The elves now have a population of more than 20,000, less than 30,000. If it weren't for the protection of the World Tree, they would have been exterminated long ago.

Beta understood this: "Yes. But what kind of help can you provide later?"

"food."

Beta's eyes lit up: "How many?"

"A lot of dried fruits," said Cocoala. "Even if you don't mobilize the army to engage in large-scale battles, this dried fruit can still be used as ordinary food. Its shelf life is at least four years."

“What is the nutritional value?”

"We elves can be full for half a day if you eat one piece. You humans consume more and are less attractive to fruits. You can be full for half a day if you eat two pieces."

Beta thought it was pretty good: "How is the price?"

"Four copper coins per kilogram. Generally speaking, a piece of dried fruit is about one hundred grams." Cocoala leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair. Her chest trembled. Although it was not very large, it seemed to be very elastic.

And she doesn't seem to be wearing underwear.

The elves don’t like the feeling of bondage, which may have something to do with this. Most elves don’t like to wear underwear.

Beta looked away and said, "You, a demigod, came to us personally to discuss business with us, and it's really embarrassing you."

This goes to Keko Yala's heart. His own tribe members don't care much about doing business and the future survival of the race. They prefer to enjoy flowers and moon every day, or to paint and carve.

The long life makes them not very concerned about all changes in the world.

"There's no way, they're all children!"

"All of them are children over 100 years old?" Beta spread his hands, feeling a little funny: "So how much can the first batch of dried fruits provide?"

"Before where, you won't have a friendly visit from our elves?" said Cocoala, "If you have come and go, you are an ally. I have been to Woking City several times, so you should have a walk in our elves."

Finally, she added: "Don't worry, it will not be detrimental to you. Swear with the dignity of the demigod and the honor of the mother tree."

"Okay, you can set a time, the faster the better. I'm afraid that after a while, I might be so busy that I can't sleep well."

"I'll go back and make some arrangements first. For our elves, this may be the first time in thousands of years, a true allies have to be more cautious."

Then the two chatted casually for a while, and among them, they set the number of the first batch of dried fruit, 100,000 kilograms and 100 tons.

It doesn't sound much, but with the ability of this era's material transportation, it is very troublesome to transport 100 tons of materials from the elves there.

Beta suddenly said, "How about I build a teleportation magic circle on your side? Build an elf forest so that you won't worry about unnecessary things."

"Okay, it's convenient for material delivery." Speaking of this, Kekoyala became interested: "I am more interested in your large teleportation array design. Can I use something to exchange for?"

Beta waved his hand: "How can you give the drawings to people at will?"

Kokoyala also guessed this, she smiled indifferently. This matter can be done, and even if it cannot be settled, she will not force it.

Although she is a demigod and knows a lot about magic, natural magic and elemental magic are different, and are even more different from space magic.

Therefore, although Kokoyala is a demigod, it is impossible to analyze the large teleportation magic array.

In addition, Beta has set up many small "secret doors" in the finished teleportation array to confuse crackers. It can be said that if we ignore the core concepts and technologies in the large teleportation magic array, even more than ten demigod-level magicians will have to take at least ten years to brute-break the magic array.

Want to gather ten demigod-level magicians?

An impossible thing!

After Cocoala left, Beta handled the government affairs for the whole afternoon. After going to bed at night, he was pulled into the Kingdom of God by Wokin.

Wojin was wearing a suspender low-cut dress. The two 'Xue Meiniang's northern hemisphere were shaking so that Beta's eyes were straightening.

Moreover, at this time, Wojin's face seemed to be a little more girlish and her body became slender.

I can fully deserve the word "childish face".

"I already knew the specific situation when I read Shirley's memory."

Wojin's expression was very serious, but Beta always felt the atmosphere was a bit weird. Wojin's dress was very dignified in the past, but today this outfit gives him a very "contemporary" flavor.

Wojin's face was soft, she looked at Beta's eyes and continued, "I investigated it in the void and found that the aura of three evil gods disappeared, namely the God of War, the God of Hunger, and the God of Jealousy."

"Maybe three evil gods came to the main plane?" Beta frowned tightly: "It's a bit difficult now."

"Don't worry." Wojin walked to Beta at some point. She was a little shorter than before. She had to tiptoe and gently stroke the man's frowning brow: "Now my divine power is very fast. As long as I drag it a few more years, even if I face the evil god with a divine body, I can deal with them through the plane. And if there is someone's mark on you, I will pull your soul into the Kingdom of God as soon as possible."

Wojin's hands were a little icy and very smooth. She felt quite comfortable when she was touched.

Before Beta stepped back, he lowered his head and saw the deep white trench on Wojin's chest, and it seemed that he could still see a pink edge.

As if feeling Beta's gaze, Wojin smiled slightly, then took a step back and continued: "As long as the soul is there, it is not difficult to reshape your body."

After saying that, Wojin disappeared from the Kingdom of God. Under the front gold table, a bowl of warm divine juice was left.

Beta hesitated for a moment, but still picked it up and was stuffy.

The southern border of Kebmanlang Country is the center of Haigar Forest.

From a high altitude, you can see a huge, red and white sarcoma standing on the earth.

Many slender tissues, like blood vessels, extend to the surroundings. Next to this huge and weird biological tissue, all the trees die and turn yellow and black.

Moreover, there is no sound of chickens crowing in the entire forest.

The sarcoma kept moving gently. After more than ten days, the entire sarcoma began to shrink and wither. The last barefoot and strong man tore open the sarcoma and walked out of it.

He turned out to be a bald head, and he had no eyebrows. But within two minutes of his appearance, he grew a head of hazel hair and two thick eyebrows.

Finally, he opened his eyes, and there seemed to be no emotion in his light red pupils.

He looked at his body, showed a slightly satisfied look, and finally jumped high and walked forward.

However, he flew less than ten meters away and fell straight from the sky. He smashed a pit in the forest.

He was not injured, but got up and looked at his body, his eyes full of doubt. Finally, there was a gulp from his stomach.

"Is this a feeling of hunger?"

His voice was full of doubt, as if he had encountered the most incredible thing in the world.

He turned his eyes to the distance and ran.

The speed of running was not too fast, and he was swaying a "wax intestine" under his crotch. Finally, he felt extremely uncomfortable. He stopped, pulled a vine and tied his wax intestine, fixed it on his abdomen, and then ran again.

After running out of the sarcoma, the cries of insects and birds could be heard. While running, the man saw a black bear and sucked it gently. The black bear turned into a bloodshot and sank into his stomach.

Then another white deer turned into bloodlines and entered his stomach.

After eating four large animals, he felt much more comfortable. This time he jumped up again, and after a loud bang, he flew far away, leaving only a loud bang.

Soon he flew over a city and then smashed it down like a cannonball.

Gravel splashed, and a huge pit appeared.

Then countless sarcoma-like tubes appeared from his body and stabbed around him. In less than two minutes, the entire city was wrapped in dense red and white flesh tubes.

It's like a giant silkworm pupa.

And everyone in this city turned into yellow and black mummies after ten seconds.

A bustling city has become silent.

Many caravans rushing to this city saw the city turning into a terrible biological organization from afar, and immediately turned around and ran away, spreading the news to all directions.

By the time Beta heard about this, it was already three days later. The spread of information in the magic world was too slow.

"A city is gone." Beta didn't feel much saddened. He was just surprised by the death toll: "About one million people. Is this a sacrifice for the evil god, or is it another evil black magic?"

"No one knows it. But the country of Kerbermann has organized a large army to attack." Shirley continued to read out the information: "At the same time, they also summoned the strongest mercenaries in their country, striving to eliminate the evil piece of meat."
Chapter completed!