Maybe the gods' affairs need to be left to the gods to solve, and they used weapons to tear apart the sky again, but Liming was not disturbed by those sudden memories. After that day, Liming seemed to have completely severed contact with Xi Ruier and the others. Liming sighed deeply in his heart.
, I’m afraid the matter of agreeing to accept the body will be permanently delayed.
"Are you awake?" Million stood in front of the bed and looked down at the dawn, "Sleeping soundly?"
"Almost." Liming didn't want to answer accurately. What's the first night?
"It is said that there is a kind of existence called mercenaries in the above world. They will not be stingy with everything they have for reward." Miriam sat on the bed and pinched the scorpion bone robe on her chest that had lost the effect of the illusion, and the formidable fangs.
"Really? You think I'm a mercenary? So what?" Dawn has never cared about what she wears, not to mention the simulation effect of mirage beads.
"I don't think you are like that." Million's eyesight changed as Dawn wandered around the palace, "As a messenger, you can't be so careless and take off your clothes when participating in a sacred ceremony."
"..." Li Ming is not narcissistic, but thinks that a smart person like Mirion doesn't realize that wearing the mirage bead simulation can't easily change this matter? Or is this guy planning to let himself get rid of the mirage bead simulation?
The effect is to help yourself make yourself look like Zhuoer?
"I learned a little bit from the inherited knowledge. The Sea Clan has a rare but ancient sea beast, the mirage. It itself has a powerful illusion talent. The mirage beads bred by absorbing the essence can even assist in holding the mirage.
who simulated its
Regarding the form of his creature, ordinary mirage beads can only simulate the breath and basic form, and older mirage beads may even copy the opponent's realm soul." Miriam talked about it, but it was almost nothing compared to the information that Dawn had learned.
deviation.
"Spider Mother," Li Ming's brain was shocked as soon as he read those two words, and his consciousness was in a trance, "Can it still impart this knowledge to you?"
"So what? The Spider Mother is great and gave birth to the supreme existence of the dark elves. How can its power be understood by ordinary creatures?" The enthusiasm conveyed in Miriam's eyes made Dawn look unnatural.
"What do you want to do?" A contradictory suspicion seemed to flash through Liming's mind but was forgotten in an instant.
"Imperfect disguise is a hundred times more dangerous than assassination. Not only will your life be compromised, but it will also make your opponent think you are imbecile." Miriam picked an elegant dress with simple fabrics from the wardrobe and threw it into the dawn.
hand, "Put it on, we have to get to the festival in advance."
"You have the means," Liming said mid-sentence, but he no longer hesitated and simply took off his clothes, naked and put on the dress in a simulated state. Maybe it was an illusion, but during this process Liming seemed to be stared at teasingly.
.Putting on the formal attire, Li Ming stood motionless, "Has it changed?"
"Of course." Of course Miriam knew what Liming meant. There was no special spell casting process as expected. Liming couldn't help but suspect that the other party was playing a trick on her, but then she thought that Miriam couldn't do such a boring prank, so she took the lead.
In the main hall, the spider's shadow projected a gray smoke into his body. At that time, the so-called
Has the Spider Mother discovered her identity? Thinking back to the news about Miriam talking about the mirage beads just now, Li Ming feels that there is a high probability that the Spider Mother has changed the power of the mirage beads in her body. If Laois is still alive,
Bu Bao could no longer recognize his current identity, but Liming could no longer verify his conjecture from the other party's mouth.
"Empty!" Mirion opened the door, still fascinated by the magic lamp hanging on the top of the palace, "You, come here!"
"Are you the envoy of the Qiweite family?" Gray Elf lowered his head and replied respectfully.
"Since you know me, then take me to Dora's life-slayer's room." Miriam glanced at Li Ming, who was still hesitant in her movements, and then looked away and said calmly.
"Is it convenient to bring the drow?" Gray Elf asked cautiously.
"Are you questioning me?" Million's voice deepened, and the delicate gray elf lay on the ground without saying a word, "Lead the way!"
Along the way, Dawn saw the most gray elves and some night elves. Their lives made Dawn a little frightened. In the case of extremely imbalanced overall resource allocation, the details of what the dominant night elves did were
She was so frightened that all she could see was the charming girl wearing a charming smile. The cold wind passed through the empty castles. Dawn shook her head secretly and turned her attention to Miriam and the others.
"The naughty pet has been found?" Dora didn't seem to mind at all that she was half-naked. The dirty air flow lingered on the ceiling that released the misty light, like messy spider threads, hanging on the bed where Dawn once lay.
The spider pendant moved along the gauze curtain. The human figure placed in the middle of the lotus-shaped bed swallowed the gas that made him suffocate. A hoarse cry came from his throat, and his limbs were bound by silver silk threads separated from the crystal pillars supporting the curtain.
.
Rather than bumping into a live erotic palace, it is better to say that she interrupted a taboo ritual. Dawn accidentally met Dora's eyes, and her soft and tender eyes with water mist made people unable to help but conquer them.
Her arms as soft as agar covered her proud chest, and the gauze skirt that reflected amorphous light patterns could not cover her tight and round thighs. The first thing she felt at dawn was after witnessing the sacrifice that was struggling as weakly as a lamb.
Completely wiped out.
"As you can see." Million didn't care at all about Dora's behavior of bewitching Dawn intentionally or unintentionally, "However, I seem to have disturbed your time."
"It doesn't matter, there are already a few, that's almost enough. What do you want from me?" Dora turned around, walked into a side hall and changed into more serious clothes.
"Take us to the dungeon." Miriam's words made Dora open her lips, and then closed them again. A smile appeared on her face again, "Do I need to inform Renee the Life Sacrifice?"
"As a conjurer, you can also help me make arrangements, right?" Million said.
"I don't deny it." Dora licked her lips, "Now?"
"certainly"...
The gray elf was ordered by Dora to deal with the collection. The three of them walked through many palace corridors. Finally, Dora led Miriam and Dawn to stand in a dark castle that exuded the smell of decay. There was no lighting and a line was engraved on the ground.
A fluorescent mantra that was as crazy as a manic snake, and the crooked mantra led their feet to the steps leading to the abyss of pain.
The light was illuminated, and Dawn suddenly realized a problem. The night elves didn't seem to need to use light sources to maintain visual effects. Recalling that during the Koleda Forest, there were some roads that couldn't be seen clearly because of the scarcity of fluorescent potions, but they were blocked.
Mirion passed easily, only to realize now that not every night elf has psychic skills like him.
"Originally, this is a special dungeon where sacrifices are kept. Even though that bitch Karanda is the mistress, she cannot break the rules and leave the underground well dungeon. However, the mistress Dengli considered that it would be troublesome for the messenger to run around when he first arrived, so she specially
We were asked to imprison him here. Of course, this will only last for a few days after the festival at most. I hope the envoy will not be offended." Dora lowered her voice a little.
"It doesn't matter, I'm very satisfied if you can do this for me." Miriam replied politely.
There is only darkness in front of the eyes, and the direction is unclear. Everything in the sight is stuck in the same color. If you calm down and feel it carefully, you can also notice some trivial sounds. A moist fishy smell floats over their calves with a little warmth, like
Step by step, they walked towards the throat of the giant predator, and the spell dimmed little by little. By the time they followed the steps into the dungeon, the light of the spell had completely faded, and those subtle breathing sounds were like the scratching of a wandering soul mumbling to itself.
While exploring the scalps of the creatures here.
"He was not given the eyes to break through the night by the spider mother. Maybe if you don't take good care of him, your pet will not be able to come back." Dora said and turned around, only to see Dawn looking at her blankly. Dora recalled asking.
There are rumors that this drow was blessed by the Spider Mother, which seems to be somewhat true.
"He can find a way." Million looked around at the sacrifices wrapped in pieces of pale cocoons. Some seemed to have been blessed by the incarnation of the spider mother. Dark green slurry seeped from the ends of the cocoons and flowed on the ground.
On the ground, a group of spiders were still sleeping peacefully, holding their heads with their limbs and gnawing stalactites. Miriam couldn't help but look at Dawn a few more times.
"Lord Dora!" A voice suddenly came from the dead dark area. Dawn used his soul to see the dark gray bodies of the night elves covered with simple fabrics made of thick white silk to cover their hidden parts. They looked no different from ordinary night elves.
Many differences.
"Where are the specially assigned sacrifices left? Is there any suitable help?" Dora yawned and said casually.
"I will take Lady Dora, I am enough." Her voice was very strange, with a muddy timbre. Li Ming did not understand the language of the underground world, so she could only hear a hum without sharp syllables.
There may even be some irritable emotions.
"Then it's up to you." Dora led Million and the others past the spellcaster lying on the ground but was stopped by him, "What's wrong?"
"Drow are not allowed to enter. That is a matter for the night elves." The conjurer stood up and stared at Dawn.
"He was blessed by the Spider Mother." Miriam said.
"Rules are rules, and the rules of the Koleda family do not allow outsiders to interfere!" The conjurer's words made Miriam's eyes look a little subtle.
"Don't worry about your little pet. As you said before, he can find the way." Dora did not argue anymore, but took Million's hand and walked in the direction pointed by the conjurer.
"..." After Dawn and the Conjurer faced each other for a while, the latter turned around and caught up with Dora and the two...
The sound of generous war drums echoed in the simple streets. The orcs walked out of the stone houses. The fighting on the battlefield stopped. They spontaneously gathered together and stood under the stone castle surrounded by ancient species. They once stood there.
Here they witnessed the declaration of the new king, and now they will also witness the baptism of the new king.
The distant wind was stirred by the flapping wings covered with crystal jade scales. The low and crowded roofs were washed away by the wind, dust and dust pushed in from thousands of miles away. The orc flags flew above the heads of the gryphon cavalry, as tall as the sky.
Behemoth covered in milin stands standing dozens of miles away from the stone castle, and the jackal warriors from the heavy shield beast ghost tribe stand on the first line.
At the defense line, the tiger and lion generals wore bone armor and carried soldiers to guard the second line of defense. The wolf cavalry entrusted by the wolf cavalry entrusted by the wolf with a strong figure and fur running like snow formed a third line of defense.
, a wizard in plain robes with a solemn expression formed the fourth line of defense. The innermost ring was the old orc, the lion king and the rest of the orcs' central combat force.
"Dang!" The loud sound of the gong spread throughout the bustling ceremony.
"Roar!" The soul-rending dragon's roar dispersed the rotating clouds, and the majestic and tall body fell vertically. The stone castle that withstood the impact of a giant dragon hundreds of meters heavier than a whale shark stood in the sight of the orcs.
At the end, it gathered its emerald wings and looked up at the orc beneath it.
"..." The wizards sang songs engraved in their blood. The earth shook continuously, and totem poles cast by blood and tears rushed up from the dark pits. The immortal heroic spirits responded again.
The call of blood, they are transparent
The body should be as light as clouds in the air, but the face with muscles and muscles that are as fierce as thunder has the perseverance engraved in the bones. They raise the weapons that symbolize the glory of the warriors. Even the passage of time cannot erase their sorrow.
Arrogant and majestic.
"I, Jili, will welcome your baptism."
When the wind stopped, he looked at the giant shadow, and the ordinary orcs in tatters made way. He raised his head and chest, and the wolf knife turned over the new soil. People looked at him.
"Orcs, never be slaves!" He took a deep breath, and the sonorous syllables in his throat broke free and resounded throughout the entire orc main city.
"Orcs, never be slaves!" The orcs repeated that simple sentence. No amount of shame and bitterness could fill the burning wound. How much had the orcs paid for this sentence?
He walked through the crowded and disorderly orc residents and came to the first line of defense. "Will the orcs become slaves of the main plane?"
"No!" the orc warrior roared.
He passed through the barrier formed by the orc warriors and came to the second line of defense. "Will the orcs become slaves of alien races?"
"No!" The liger's voice shook the mountain.
He walked past the barrier held up by the orc generals and came to the third line of defense. "Will the orcs become slaves of the orcs?"
"No!" Bone Iron rippled out in a sea of gushing voice.
He stopped in front of the soul of the empire, facing his relatives, close friends and returning compatriots, "Will the era of weak orcs end?"
"Hoo!" There was no answer. The heroic spirits just raised their weapons and slowly aligned their sights with the ones Jili was looking at.
"Roar!" The high-pitched roar prompted the orcs to slowly retreat, and soon the only person standing in front of Jili was the bent dragon.
"Boom!" It stood proudly in front of Jie Li, staring deeply at Jie Li, while the heroic spirits, warriors, and people stood behind him.
It slowly bent its proud head and exposed its neck in front of Jie Li. Jie Li walked to the creeping mountain range, saw the reverse-grown dragon scales, and drew the wolf knife in the soil in an uproar, floating in the air.
The dust in the knife failed to adhere to the blade at all. He placed the blade on his chest and made a cut, and the hot blood dripped out.
Passing through his body, the dragon remained silent and allowed him to walk to his back scales. Jie Li slashed the flesh and blood under his Ni scales with the wolf knife, and the rushing blood submerged the entire pair of blood mouths.
The muscles and bones were active under the skin, and the red-gold blood veins from Jie Li's chest outlined a lonely and majestic figure.
"Zhakakuda** has tea and fights with Zhabdaka Gapoda!"
The old orc suddenly sang loudly, and the orcs sang the war hymn that they had not been able to sing for a long time. The illusory lips of the heroic spirits could not help but open among the orcs who were soaring. There were very few things that the orcs could remember, but once they remembered it, they
It will be passed down from generation to generation along with the blood, the blood will never end, and the memory will not last...