Chapter four hundred and twentieth I want you to kill three thousand
Minas Tirith!
In a large hall of the palace, the mature Maiya and the increasingly mature mage were sitting at the table, with a ball next to them.
Crystal ball of truth!
The treasures created by the elves are a bit like crystal ball stones. When someone looks at the true knowledge crystal ball, they can communicate with other people who are looking at the true knowledge crystal ball.
A magical version of video calling, but the power of the True Knowledge Crystal Ball goes beyond that. People with powerful magic can control it and see scenes from any corner of the world.
Now this gnosis crystal ball has become Saruman's nest, and his soul resides in it, passively, and was forced into it by Gandalf.
Gandalf's intention was to help Saruman find a place to stay, and he could not keep his friend floating outside all the time. His words made sense, but the real purpose was not yet clear.
"Hmm~"
Gandalf rinsed the dragon meat in the pot and put it into his mouth to taste it carefully. It was indeed the infamous Ankaragan. The meat was plump and full of texture. The meat juice overflowed after one bite, leaving a fragrant aroma on the lips and teeth. It was an endless aftertaste.
He glanced at Saruman in the crystal ball with a smile, picked up a piece of dragon meat, shook off the soup, and slowly put it into his mouth in slow motion. While enjoying the appetite, he could also get spiritual satisfaction and gain.
Double the pleasure.
The crystal ball turned from white to black, Saruman entered autistic state, and Gandalf asked: "Russell, what did you mean when you said you were leaving...?"
"Literally, I'm leaving right now."
Russell was rinsing the dragon meat. The first bite of the strengthening medicine was effective, but any more would be useless. However, Gandalf said that dragon meat could strengthen certain functions. Russell smiled and didn't take it to heart. Then he thought about it. After all, it is the world.
The most powerful evil dragon, it was too shameless to take one bite, so I kept eating it from yesterday to today.
"literal meaning……"
Gandalf frowned slightly and began to think about it, wondering if there was a big leader standing behind Russell. After a moment, he said: "In three days, Aragorn will be crowned king. He is looking forward to you attending the ceremony, so he can't wait a moment."
God?"
"Don't mention Aragorn, that scammer is worthless and can't handle even a small task if you leave it to him. He still wants me to stay and watch him show off, but there's no way!"
Russell looked unhappy. Before the war, he agreed to help make connections and contact some elf ladies who were not involved in life. He was ready to ride... ahem, it was a blessing for everyone, but when Aragorn heard that the holy sword was broken, he immediately
Turn your back on others.
…
On the other side of the palace, Aragorn looked at the three letters in his hand in bewilderment, from Rivendell, Mirkwood, and Lothlorien.
The content of the letter had almost the same meaning. Three days later, a delegation of elves came to the capital to watch the ceremony and congratulate Aragorn on his ascension to the throne. By the way, each delegation was accompanied by ten female elves, who were Russell's... fans.
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Aragorn:￣△￣
3x10=30!
"The elves... have fallen!"
Aragorn shook his head repeatedly. A few days ago, he asked Arwen for help in Rivendell and asked if there was any female elf who was willing to chat, eat, and bask in the moon with Russell. Later, Arwen wrote back.
The letter was concise and concise, with only one line: No, get out!
When he received the reply, Aragorn thought that telling the truth would hurt Russell's fragile self-esteem, so he brushed it off on the pretext that the holy sword was destroyed.
But not long after, his thick-browed father-in-law Elrond sent ten female elves directly to his door. Galadriel, the queen of the forest, and Thranduil, the king of the elves, had lost their moral integrity very badly.
He actually said that Russell has female fans among the elves.
Especially the Elf King Thranduil, whose integrity has been completely wiped out. How can a female elf in Mirkwood still be a fan even if she doesn’t even know what Russell looks like?
Who believes it?
Aragorn blushed, put away the letter, and walked towards the hall where the two mages were, wondering if Gondor should also have a few fans.
Arriving at the door, Aragorn put on a smile and pushed the door open: "Russell, I have good news for you... Well, where are the others?"
"gone!"
"ah?"
…
real world!
Russell took a cold shower, sat at the computer desk and started drawing money. The elves were the most annoying, and he wouldn't even look at them if they came up to them.
"System, how many draws do I have left?" Russell asked directly, scolding the elves for all their faults and not bothering to look at the personal interface.
"Unle Luo, there are a total of 7 draws during the mission, plus 3 rewards for completing the mission, there are a total of 10 draws." The system responded in seconds, fearing that a step too late would lead to disaster.
"Well, it's all open!"
"I understand, little one."
[The host confirms the lottery, 10 draws are in progress...]
[The host receives the following rewards]
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[Skill Card: Illumination (Gandalf: A mage should have life, stamina, basic skill points for melee combat, two-handed weapons, active skills plus charge, critical strike, whirlwind, and spells like Illumination. ps: If the world learns
I am like falling into the devil's path)]
[Character Card: Chris Johnson (the foreseeable future, not called the future)]
[Intelligence Attribute Point x1]
[Item card: Grass (we find the grass, the enemy is unaware of it, passes by, pawn)]
[Character Card: Andrew (Super Out of Control)]
[Item card: Three thousand lives for you (a collection of ten murderous weapons in one, each of which can be used independently)]
[Body attribute point x1]
[Skill Card: Teleportation (teleportation is just teleportation, do you have to call it teleportation)]
[Character Card: Sheldon Lee Cooper (Genius with IQ up to 187)]
[Skill Card: Throw on Earth (Gravity Acceleration)]
Russell: "..."
He really picked up the illumination spell, the genuine one, not the flashlight spell that only makes him shine brightly.
After watching ten draws, he promised not to complain, but Russell still couldn't hold it back, so he rushed two powerful item cards, and he had to spit out his words.
"I can understand the grass, but can this 'three thousand lives for you' really come in handy?"
Russell's eyelids jumped, and the product introduction of an old psycho appeared in his mind, the kind with a voice. He raised his hand and wanted to throw the card into the recycling bin, but somehow he paused and decided to put it away for now.
One prop card has ten kinds of 'lethal' weapons at the same time, which may really come in handy...
Killing you by three thousand might not seem very powerful, but what Russell respected was Wen Xi. His pioneering and innovative spirit was worth learning from everyone.
That's wrong, it's not Wenxi, it's Dawenxi!
The item card that costs you 3,000 lives was kept by Russell, and Sheldon's character card was decisively put into the recycling bin. There is no difference between this card before it is equipped and after it is equipped, and it has no strengthening effect.
If it had any effect, Russell thought that his IQ would be lowered after equipping it. Sheldon's IQ was only 187, which was far worse than him.
Russell browsed the website and watched the remaining two character cards. The character cards that could predict the future starred the king of bad movies, and the hairline was not as touching as it would be in the future.
As for the out-of-control character card, Russell's telekinesis reminded him of something, and he disappeared and headed to the Marvel world.