Like other big cities, Richelieu is also a city with a clear distinction between rich and poor. The entire northern area of the city is either rich or noble, or at least decent people can live here. WwW.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.CoM
In the north of the city, a small but exquisite courtyard ushered in another cold dusk together with other areas of Richelieu.
There is a three-story building in the courtyard. In a room on the third floor, Miro, wearing a dark black silk nightgown, is concentrating on painting. On the canvas in front of him, a charming woman has taken shape, but her face is still blank.
Miro's painting skills are extremely exquisite. Although the woman in the painting is still unfinished, it is already very fascinating. Judging from the body shape and clothing, he actually painted Froya!
Miro stood in front of the easel, holding up the paintbrush in his hand, but he couldn't put any paint on her face. After a long time, he finally sighed dejectedly and put down the brush in his hand.
At this time, a heavy and hoarse sigh also sounded outside the door, and the warrior who always wrapped himself tightly came in. He looked at the easel in front of Milo and shook his head helplessly.
Milo washed the paint on his hands in a basin of cold water and asked, "When will Adelenee arrive?"
The warrior said in a voice like metal friction: "Your Highness has just received news that she encountered a little trouble on the road and will be delayed for two days. It is expected to arrive in Richelieu in three days."
Milo snorted, his disappointment palpable. He wiped his hands with a slight annoyance and asked displeasedly: "Why is she so troublesome? Did she say why she missed her schedule?"
The samurai said: "Her Highness Adelene's whereabouts were discovered by General Artest's men. She wants to personally hunt down the informants who are preparing to report the news. Therefore, it will take a little time. You know, we must not let Artest... The general knows that His Highness has come to this plane."
Milo snorted and asked: "Does she need to do it herself to kill a few people who reported the news? Are all her dark knights dead?"
The warrior sighed heavily. Mr. Luo, have you forgotten? It is impossible for His Highness to bring the Dark Knight here. "
Milo became worried and remained silent.
The warrior looked at Milo and suddenly said: "Master Milo, you are so obsessed with a human woman now, and you have completely ignored our clan's important affairs. In my opinion, we should let Zakazabu inform my lord, and then Send one more person over so that we won’t miss our clan’s important events.”
Milo turned around suddenly and said angrily: "Of course I know this matter well. It is me who is in charge of the overall situation now, not you. I hope you will not forget this!"
If the samurai really considers our clan's important affairs without giving in, then of course it would be the best. But Your Highness Adelene, what are you going to do? You also know Her Highness's temper very well. She hates people scheming against her the most. Once she knows your true intentions, I'm afraid a big fight won't end. "
Milo sneered: "Am I afraid of her? Nordhart, you don't want to say anything to her, do you?"
Nordhart, as if he hadn't seen the faintly dancing purple flames on Milo's fingertips, still said calmly: "I won't say anything. But you can't hide it from His Highness for long. By then...then you and Your Highness is a genius of our clan, but if you duel with His Highness, you probably have little chance of winning, right?"
Milo's face was livid with anger, and the purple and black flames on his clenched fists were changing from time to time. It seemed that he was trying to control his anger.
Nordhart turned a blind eye to Milo's anger and just said: "Lord Milo, I just remind you that since you and His Highness Adelene have come to this plane, if things don't go well, Zakazab will If you ask our Lord for help, think about who will come next?"
Milo's expression changed, and his clenched fists finally slowly loosened.
Nordhart nodded, Lord Luo, no one would want to work with that person, and I think you are no exception. So please put a little thought into our clan's great cause. As long as it is successful, no matter who you replace Highness Adelene, I will not set up any obstacles for you. However, I still have to remind you that you must be prepared to give up your points in order to bear the wrath of Her Highness Adelene afterwards. "
Milo smiled coldly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked away to the east where Adelene was.
When Nordhart left, he sighed heavily.
At the same moment, in the far south, Constantine also sighed. But his expression was much happier than Nordhart's. Just looking at the long corridor waiting to be scrubbed in front of him, his smile became a little more embarrassed.
There was a knock on the door, and Eiffel's homework of appearing from behind him was completed. Your injury is not fully healed yet. Do you want me to help you? "
Constantine smiled and shook his head. If you have time, practice more sacred cutting. "
Eiffel immediately said: "Don't practice!"
Her crisp refusal caused Constantine to slip and trip over the bucket, almost falling to the ground. The unhealed wounds all over his body ached. Constantine turned pale in pain, but he still insisted on asking: "Why don't you practice?"
Eiffel said: "The power of sacred cutting is too small. I can only release two cutting ripples with all my strength. These ripples are very difficult to control, and they can't cut anything at all! What you taught me Those Holy Light Chains, Undead Expulsion, and Holy Strike all look much stronger than this."
She paused and then added: "And the sacred cutting is silent when used. It is not as beautiful as other spells at all."
Constantine could only smile bitterly after hearing this. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally made up his mind and said to Effier: "Effier, the other sacred spells I taught you will have limited power in the future, and they are different from the sacred cutting." ! It will continue to increase in power as your mastery level increases and your own sacred power increases. If one day you can break through the limit of power, it is possible to turn sacred cutting into a skill that can threaten the gods, chaos Cut!”
"Cut out of sequence?" Eiffel's clear eyes stared at Constantine without blinking.
"Yes. Cutting out of sequence! If you come into contact with a strong person in the sanctuary one day, you will understand the power of cutting out of sequence." Constantine said solemnly.
"It's boring." Eiffel looked disapproving.
"Don't you... don't want to learn random cutting? Don't you want to learn a skill that can threaten the dark gods?" Constantine could hardly believe his ears.
"Why should I mess with the dark gods? Defeating them is your business, not mine." Eiffel looked at Constantine as if he were looking at a monster.
"Okay!" Constantine said with a wry smile: "Then what do you want to learn? Your sacred magic has improved very quickly. You can't just meditate, you must start practicing more sacred magic."
Eiffel frowned and thought hard for a long time, then took out the sacred magic book that Constantine gave her and read it for a long time, then pointed to one of the pages and said to Constantine: "This looks quite interesting, I will learn it." It!"
Constantine came over to take a look, frowned and said: "Prophecy? Indeed, in the end, the prophecy will become a great prophecy, which can directly use the power of the gods to attack the enemy. But at the beginning of this spell, it can be said that it is almost all powerful. It is useless. At high levels, the power is directly related to the degree of piety of faith. Eiffel, although your soul is pure, it is not a faith at all now, and it is impossible to practice great prophecy. Instead of spending your time On top of that, it’s better to practice sacred cutting that has nothing to do with faith.”
"I want to learn this." Eiffel is an elf and has the unique stubbornness of an elf.
Constantine sighed. In any case, as long as Eiffel is willing to learn sacred spells, she will be getting closer and closer to the glory of the Supreme God. Now that he had seen such a pure soul, how could he let her gradually sink into the darkness
Right now. Eiffel's slender ears suddenly trembled slightly, and she ran to the window and looked out.
"Effier, what's wrong?" Constantine moved his heavy steps and chased after her. Although sacred spells always have a special bonus effect on healing, the rich aura of death of the kings will continue to aggravate injuries. When the two conflict, they cancel each other out. Therefore, Constantine has a divine power that is superior to his peers, but at this moment he still has to endure the recovery speed of ordinary people.
"The smell of blood is so strong..." Eiffel's face began to turn pale. Looking at her hard work, she seemed to be holding back vomiting.
Constantine also came to the window. He closed his eyes, faced the wind deeply, and took a breath. After a long time, I opened my eyes in confusion and saw nothing! "
Eiffel smiled reluctantly. It seems that I made a mistake and there is still an area on the side that has not been cleaned! Remember not to miss it. I'll come back to learn prophecy with you in the evening. "
At the moment when he passed by, Constantine suddenly saw that Effier's face, which was always as clear as a flowing spring, looked a little lonely. He couldn't help but ask: "Ai Feier, are you worried about something?"
Eiffel looked at him strangely and was very curious! "
Constantine was suffocated and could only say: "I'm not curious... so to speak, this is as your teacher friend, which is wrong. So, as a cardinal's concern for a believer of the Supreme God, it's okay. Bar?"
"I haven't agreed to become a believer of the Supreme God." Eiffel's refusal was straightforward, defeating Constantine's conspiracy once again.
She looked at the poor cardinal and said, "But I can tell you why. I haven't seen the Lord Angel for a long time, and I want to go to bed with him. Are you satisfied?"
Looking at Eiffel's innocent face and innocent eyes, Constantine really couldn't accept the huge contrast between her appearance and speech. When she talked about the mortal sin of lust, it was as if she were talking about the most ordinary things like eating, drinking, and daily cleaning.
Could it be that if the soul is too chaotic and pure, problems will arise? For the first time in his life, Constantine began to doubt his own judgment.
In extreme shock, Constantine had no choice but to smile bitterly, pick up the bucket, and continue his cleaning work.
In the Arctic Ocean, in this frozen country, the floating city hanging alone in the sky is mysterious and beautiful, but it also looks extremely lonely. Since that day when the Japanese attacked the Ice and Snow Goddess's frozen defensive barrier with the entire flying castle, the goblins flying around the floating city also fell. Although Wenner tried his best to repair it, it was only possible to repair it. It can barely float again. If we want to completely restore Paradise Lost, even today’s government cannot do it.
The floating city was filled with lifelessness.
In the dark main hall, the snow was flying at the moment, and the emperor was floating alone in the wind and snow, concentrating on meditation.
The moment she obtained the godhead of the Ice and Snow Goddess, her eyes could see farther and her ears could hear wider. The reach of the Godhead is no longer limited to Mora, but can also listen to the prayers of several highest-level devout priests.
The real and powerful God's Territory City brought her a brand new experience.
Just like a short-lived caterpillar that only lived in midsummer and suddenly entered an unprecedented winter, *** was also at a loss for the new field in front of him. She carefully explored, experimented, and tried to master this huge domain ability.
During the decisive battle with the Ice and Snow Goddess, *** did not find it difficult to master her divinity and domain. However, there is always a huge gap between what you see and what you really feel.
Even if the ice and snow goddess' domain is not complete, her power is not that powerful compared to other gods. But even so, the vastness and complexity of her domain's power are far beyond ***'s original expectations.
***The perfect body is enough to withstand the fierce and fierce power left by the Ice and Snow Goddess. However, the vast knowledge and millennia of experience related to the field almost overwhelmed her consciousness! Only then did *** really know how far the distance was between God and humans.
At this moment, *** is far from grasping the power left by the Ice and Snow Goddess, but her consciousness has begun to be affected by the Ice and Snow Goddess's power. Everything in the past and mortal life seemed to be leaving her.
*** is always trying to absorb and understand the power of the Frozen Kingdom, and she even began to try to use the power of this field. Of course, the Japanese attempt brought disaster to many creatures under the ice ocean, and those beings with keen senses and powerful powers have already found ways to lurk in the deepest part of the ice ocean. Because to them, in addition to the moody goddess above, another very scary guy has also entered the ice ocean.
Under the ice ocean, these powerful creatures have more or less spiritual connections with each other, so when they sensed that their powerful companions were falling one after another, they immediately realized the danger was coming.
And another thing that worries *** is that more and more people dare to take advantage of her! Of course, some of these people did not mean to offend ***, they just inadvertently infringed on certain areas that *** value. But if the goddess of ice and snow is not a tolerant goddess, what about ***
According to Hughes, Mr. *** has always been very good at holding grudges.
*** With the perception of God, she went through these bold people one by one in her mind. As soon as she solved the confusion about the power of the domain and found a way to walk in the world as an ordinary person, she would let these bold people do their best. All the guys have to pay the corresponding price.
Thinking of this, *** suddenly felt tired.
She stretched out her hand and grabbed it, and a high-pitched scream of panic suddenly sounded in the dark hall. The underground dwarf was lifted up from nowhere.
*** was slightly startled. She originally thought she would capture a sacred dragon, but instead she found such a small thing. It seemed that during this period, Grigory spent most of his time in the form of an underground dwarf.
*** looked at Gregory, thoughtfully.
Grigory instinctively felt a chill. As soon as it came out of his hands, it immediately turned over and transformed into the long-lost sacred dragon form. With the most elegant, respectful and pious attitude, he said: "The most beautiful Master, you came to me, what are your orders?"
"Faith is not stable. Go and discuss with Mora. It's time to show a miracle." *** said calmly.
The sacred dragon obeyed the order and left.
A few days later, in the early morning, many citizens of Richelieu were awakened by the roar of dragons in the air. A few lucky people who got up early saw with their own eyes a giant dragon wrapped in brilliance emerging from the clouds, swooping down, taking advantage of the wind and thunder, and pounced on the still towering statue of the goddess of nature!
The dragon's huge momentum caused the statue of the goddess of nature to slowly topple over, and then there was a roar that caused the earth to tremble slightly!
The giant dragon rose from the dust and gravel, slowly circled in a circle, and then flew to the statue of the Ice and Snow Goddess, which was far away from the original statue of the Goddess of Nature, and landed respectfully under the gaze of thousands of people. The square in front of the Statue of Ice and Snow Goddess is large enough to accommodate a giant dragon. After learning of the commotion outside, the door of the Ice and Snow Goddess Temple opened wide, and Mora filed out with all the high-ranking clergy.
The holy and beautiful Mora stood in front of the statue of the Ice and Snow Goddess, and accepted the worship of the dragon on behalf of the great Ice and Snow Goddess with her unique melodious voice.
The giant dragon groaned in response.
"I am the most valued servant of the master! We are just performing a show now. Don't think that your status is really above mine." The sacred dragon quietly threatened the saint with its mental fluctuations.
"I will truthfully inform the goddess of all your disrespectful actions that I know about."
Maura replied quietly.
"You dare!" The sacred dragon roared.
"Why don't you dare?" Maura smiled sweetly. (Quanben Novel Website www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.com)