This is the disaster area where the third demon gate broke out. The powerful mercenaries are taking risks to get the magic core resources that drive them crazy. Scholars who pursue the origin of knowledge personally collect precious academic materials. The careerists are waiting for the right opportunity.
Scrape off the long and fat fat, but there is still one
A group of people, they are nothing. They live here by chance. They just want to survive, live longer, and be with the people they care about for a longer time. There is nothing else. However, this group of people who follow the meaning of life cannot do anything.
Fight for your own life and let your life be torn into fragments.
"Can we survive until tomorrow?" The little boy with charred skin, messy hair, and a shoddy robe with pudding all over his clothes said to his father behind him. He is the best-dressed hunter in the village, but he is not the lowest.
The mercenaries were lucky enough to escape from the burned-out village, and luckily came to the place where the big shots were setting up.
The neat tents of our mercenaries are like a simple bustling city, far more lively than the market in their village, with merchants selling novel products and bamboo cages steaming fragrant pastries. They seem to be reborn from the ashes. From today on, they
They saw a wonderful world that did not belong to them. From today on, they truly understood that what happened yesterday was not a nightmare.
"Of course. Haven't you always wanted to join a mercenary group?" The man led the little boy to sit in the dilapidated corner and leaned against the swaying wall. "Here are the mercenaries you longed for. Boy, if you are lucky,
You may be directly selected as the backbone of a certain mercenary group, and your future life will be exciting!" He pulled his collar and straightened his shirt, just like he was used to doing before going hunting.
"Let's go! Boy, let me show you the life of a mercenary!" He stood up, assumed the posture of a hunting king, ignored the joking eyes of the people around him, and walked towards the camp of a certain mercenary group with the timid children.
, "Hello, I am Harrison, a hunter from Maixu Village in the Berlin Forest. I am very good at hunting and the map is very clear. If I can be chosen by you, I will do my best to occupy the talent here for you.
Advantages.”
"Hunter?" A mercenary stationed outside raised his eyebrows, "It's nothing! Does this terrain still need to be surveyed?! It's almost burned into a wasteland! You guys are burying your heads in Berlin with treasures and spiritual herbs.
How much do the country bumpkins outside the forest know?! You must be lucky to be able to hunt a Mu Xin Fox!"
The boy lowered his head and leaned closely against the man's thigh. The man puffed up his chest and said, "I can do it!"
"I have no interest in talking to a beggar trash like you! Get out!" The mercenary rubbed his fists as if to make a move.
"I am the Hunter King! I still have dignity!" The man's voice was trembling violently at the end, his eyes opened angrily, and his sharpness made the mercenaries retreat. The boy slowly loosened his grip on the man's trousers and raised his head.
Start to carefully observe the changes between the two.
"I will tell the captain that if you lie, I will let you know the price of fooling me!" The mercenary clenched his fists as if he was annoyed by his weakness just now.
Watching the mercenary roll up the curtain and enter the tent, the boy said in a voice as low as a mosquito, "Dad, you lied. This is not as good as you said."
"Boy, I never said that mercenaries are wonderful, but you have to believe that we can survive and we will definitely see a time when you are satisfied." The man replied in a strong and powerful tone, and the confusion in the boy's eyes
Dispersed, he nodded vigorously.
"What are you looking for, little Mondo?" Liming stood up after taking a break and said to Mondo, whose expression was constantly changing. It could be seen that the latter never seemed to stop absorbing knowledge from the ancient tree of knowledge. Liming was a little agitated.
Curious about what this little siren wants.
"Brother Liming, I'm not looking for anything. The sounds here are very urgent, and I can't help but want to listen." Mondo said obediently.
"Are these voices spiritual? Mundo, don't force yourself. Didn't you advise me just now?" Li Ming said this, but he was also thinking in his heart. If the elves can create a wish, then how can they create a person with innate knowledge?
The saplings are not so strange, dawn raised their heads
, the first time I took a closer look at these somewhat spooky saplings, ah, they have grown three meters tall and they still have the nerve to call them saplings. I was really confused by Kasemi! However, the character these saplings show is based on memory itself.
The nature of it? Dawn’s eyes fell on a huge
The sapling is as thick as two adults hugging each other, but the height is limited to just three meters. From a distance, it looks like a craftsman with a wet head chose a strange stone pillar to carve out such a nondescript handicraft, which is deep and deep.
The breath of love emanates from this sapling, its branches and leaves are very
Dense, with the trunk as the center, the leaves on the left and right sides have different textures, emitting bright gold and dark red respectively. It looks like two trees with completely opposite attributes were split and violently merged into one. Dawn felt a strange feeling.
There is deep resentment and simmering anger.
"Brother Liming, Brother Mi is calling us. It looks like we have to go back." Mundo pointed to Kasemi, who was waving to him in the distance. Only when Liming came back to his senses did he realize that I just want to know the secret of the Lord God of Space.
Just like when you see a half-covered website with the words "Uncensored" written on it, but when you click on it and you see it's an anti-X drama, do you have the urge to drag out the person who created the webpage and blast him to the point of suspicion?
The impulse of life.
"You have been in there for three days," Kasemi said with a smile.
"Brother Mi, no!" Brother Liming raised his eyebrows, "I don't feel hungry yet."
"Just kidding," Kaesemi put away her playful face, "The flow of time in the knowledge tree house is different from what we know in the outside world. During the acceptance process of the knowledge tree sapling, there is a time difference between the changes in your spiritual world and the changes in the external physical world.
"
"Speak humanly, Brother Mi!" Liming sensed a familiar routine. This guy must have read Ecclesiastes.
"It's just like a dream." Kasemi turned around, "You feel like it has been three days in the dream, but your real body has only been there for one night." Kasemi didn't seem to want to argue too much about this matter, it was just a matter of time.
Afterwards, they put on the familiar smiles of Li Ming and others, "Your gains must be quite big. Little friends Mondo alone have gained a large amount of knowledge reserves that are coveted by the geniuses of our clan."
"Me?" Mundo pointed to himself in confusion. Kasami looked at Dawn meaningfully, and then stared at the slowly sinking sapling with contradictory aura from a distance. Not only the knowledge sapling, but also the sapling of knowledge in Dawn and the others.
The moment his back was turned, all the vigorous saplings put away their sky-covering crowns, shrank step by step like reverse growth, and finally turned into
A pile of saplings with green leaves exposed, and the wooden house that was originally hidden by the trees has completely revealed its original appearance. It is not so much an unbuilt house frame as a huge banyan tree hanging down.
The leafless branches, no, not leafless, those so-called knowledge saplings are the new leaves of this too huge banyan tree!
"Brother Mi, have you read that pamphlet?" Liming said on the way back.
"Well, you can see it." Kasai Mi said loudly, "Your imagination is quite strange, and the setting is also very strange. Even Arisa-san is obsessed with this recently, so I also read it, come on, the calligraphy and painting of the elves
The shop is waiting for you."
"Brother Mi, can I just eat and die at your place? I heard that the environment here is good and the people are beautiful." Liming frowned.
"..." Kasaimi was silent. "Are you kidding me? You should be optimistic even if you are in a bad mood. I like your humorous personality."
"Oh, I am, this joke is a bit cold." Li Ming forced a smile, "Speaking of which, Miss Arisa is..."
"You will definitely meet them in the future," Kasaimi suddenly said with some melancholy, "if you keep standing where you are now."
"Oh." Liming replied dryly. Mengdo looked at the embarrassed Liming, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart.
"Go back, go back as soon as possible. The Omniscient One is still waiting to gather with you again, envoys of the Sea Tribe." Kasemi gracefully held up his collar and put on white gloves on his hands. It was the Elf Sword Dance.
The most solemn ceremony.
"Understood!" Li Ming said.
"Frost dragon?" Saixi almost swallowed his own tongue. Yes, it was the dejected lord of the succubus who was lucky enough to be rewarded by the princess, "Well, this kind of thing will not be allowed to continue.
Is it done?”
"What are you referring to? Do you still want to help His Highness capture the legendary creature and present it to His Highness?" Paton smiled half-heartedly.
"No, no, no! Lord Paton is joking. I just want to solve the troubles for Her Highness the Princess. With my small body, I am just serving breakfast for others. Losing Your Highness's power in vain is a loss-making business for Your Highness, isn't it?
How could your wise Highness do such a thing?" Sisi touched his forehead.
"Listen, I'm not asking you to capture the legendary creature. I'm just representing the majesty of Her Royal Highness the Princess to ask our allies about the situation, and suddenly sending this kind of creature that can destroy the main city to our demon gate.
Why, this is an opportunity." Paton patted Sisi, who had a stiff face, and the latter nodded vigorously.
"This is my honor!" Sisi patted his chest, beads of sweat sliding down his cheeks.
"What are you discussing?" The princess in a plain white dress put the two of them to shame. She had her arms folded across her chest, which looked very dramatic from the height.
"I'm just completing the task assigned by Your Highness." Paton lowered his head.
"Very good. Kun is about to pass. The words of allies from that plane are still very credible. I know that." Her Royal Highness the Princess walked past the trembling two people and sat down on the seat. Saixi was flattered.
, this is the third time I have met this princess in person.
"Your Highness, Kun no longer belongs to us. We all come from the abyss. Because of this, we all know the rules within the abyss." Paton whispered.
"I know, why don't you just rub them all in your hands!" She stroked her soft satin hair casually, "The Third Reich has reached a stalemate. I can feel that the force angel can't help it.
The most important thing is that someone helped us release him."
"From the Pope of Holy Light? Your Highness, you should know that the popes of all generations have been at the peak of mortal combat power on the edge of the Angel of Breakthrough. Now that the combat power of the divine level has not been unlocked, I don't think it is still possible.
Which force would be willing to spend such a high price in exchange for a chess piece that is not very useful to them." Paton carefully paid attention to the expression of Her Royal Highness the Princess.
"Paton, don't forget, the ones we call traitors most fiercely are not those of us who are impatient, but those who are slow-tempered and thoughtful. Traitors want to stab them. Now without the blessing of the Lord God,
Do you think it's worth it to disgust the other person?" The princess stood up.
"Traitor?" Paton was confused.
"In fact, they are not traitors. It's just that they are too calm and cannot return to their warlike ancestors, so they are said to be traitors." The princess seemed to be very restless, pulling her arm, and walked towards the cold sweat.
Paton. "Let's not talk about that. Come on, let me prepare for this princess to collect debts from that ignorant orc empire. The more aggressive we are, the better we can profit."
"Princess," Paton raised his head slightly, his eyes were a little moist. The princess let go of her hand, and the latter fell to the ground like a pile of mud. She was used to it. Sometimes, Princess would play when she was thinking about something.
Playing with human body ropes, etc., the majestic power downstream of the petite body is enough to easily play with the treasures that humans have carefully tempered like pulling toys.
"Now that you're on your own, Paton, are you okay?" the princess said, but she didn't mean to help him up.
"Your Highness, I will definitely consider your suggestion carefully next time. Devil's aesthetics are sometimes terrible." Paton gasped, his eyes bloodshot.
"That's right! I will definitely make the elegant aristocratic atmosphere acceptable." The princess nodded with satisfaction.
Watching Her Royal Highness the Princess leave, Sai Xi asked in a low voice, "Lord Paton, what did Your Highness propose to you?"
"Hmph! Devil's aesthetics! Devil's aesthetics! Why can't His Highness appreciate it! Come here, I'll clean it up for you!" Paton rubbed his sore arms, stood up suddenly, and held his head against the ceiling.
"Um, Lord Paton, please be gentle..." Sethi replied tremblingly... (To be continued)