The man in black has a deep understanding of how stubborn the dwarf is, and he can make a human spellcaster call him a "sage" with sincerity.
But Frost Axe... let alone let Frost Axe call him a sage, just calling him his real name Frost Axe is unwilling.
Frost Axe has always called him "long ears" in a slightly contemptuous way in the eyes of the black man, although Frost Axe himself did not mean to despise him.
Therefore, the difficulty of collecting the power of faith on the dwarves, in the eyes of the black man, is as difficult as the one-on-one battle with the dragon guarding the sacred tree!
But someone did it, not just a dwarf, but all the dwarves in the entire underground city fell in love with a high elf.
"How many people are looking at this high elf like you now?" The man in black pointed to Al in the picture. In Arthur Crowe many years ago, Al was one of his juniors. Because Al's talent was excellent, he let him The man in black was very impressed.
"14,000! You didn't drink anything, and you can't even read the numbers?"
Fourteen thousand... This number is still rising gradually.
In the entire magic web interface, Al's face only occupies a very small part, and what is really playing is an elf walking through the forest with a vigorous posture.
Leyline games... When the man in black was in the Hearthstone Tavern as a prisoner, he heard Joshua discuss this topic.
He was about to ask Frost Axe, "You also play... games on the magic net?" When this question was asked, Frost Axe slapped his thigh abruptly.
"This little girl finally killed the person on the opposite side! It's really relieved!"
There was a little excitement in Frost Axe's voice, and another light ball appeared on Frost Axe's head in the next second.
The man in black has become numb to the power of these beliefs, but this time, the sphere of light emerging from the frost axe is much brighter than before.
When he first captured the energy of the World Tree on Frost Axe, the light was so dim that it was almost non-existent. If it weren't for the high elves' eyesight being far better than that of humans, he would not be able to see the near-transparent light clearly.
This time, it was like the light of a candle.
It's not just the frost axe... The man in black suddenly turned his head and looked at the building community in the distance again. When the man in black looked directly at the brilliance of the stars this time, he felt a little dazzling!
What the hell did Al do? !
The man in black stared at the picture in front of Frost Axe, and two lines of words were clearly displayed on it.
"The genius Al ended Kaos!"
"Genius Al puts an end to Light Chaser!"
The man in black did not understand the meaning of these two lines of words, but the words that kept floating on the live broadcast screen clearly told the man in black how excited the people watching Al's game were now.
"My family's Al finally killed someone! It's not easy..."
"There is an urge to cry."
"It's time to throw gold coins into the wishing pool."
The man in black imagined the words coming out of a human, and then the humans gathered to watch Al sitting behind the long table playing the game of the Weave.
After this scene was constructed in the mind of the man in black, he could only describe it in one sentence, that is, "it's like a carnival".
They hugged each other excitedly to celebrate something for the high elf.
It's crazy, but this is the result of the hard work of those in black.
Could it be that he really misunderstood Joshua, he and the group of blasphemers below Arthur Crowe are not companions
When the man in black was thinking, a magic car stopped under the tower, and a group of spellcasters wearing robes with the emblem of the Tower of Sages stepped off the magic car.
"Here are your apprentices," said Frostaxe.
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Quitoan tensed his cheeks, not to control his anger, but to try his best not to laugh.
Now the power of faith gathered in Al has reached a level that... Quietuan cannot describe in words.
A large number of shimmers gathered around the high elf, as if to engulf her.
It has only been half an hour since the live broadcast, and it takes thousands of high elves one night to supply the power of faith that Al has collected to the holy tree.
If all the high elves were the same as Ar, Arthur Crowe would have no problem raising his height to the legendary "Outland", let alone falling.
It was a cause for celebration, and Quitoan was so happy that he would gather all his kin to hold a ceremony to announce that Arthur Crowe's weakness would be a thing of the past.
But he still buried his inner excitement in the deepest...
"Al's efforts are still bearing fruit, your... mother is now starting to play a role in teamfights."
During Joshua's conversation with Quitoan, Ar's elven forerunner once again beheaded the enemy for the third time.
Although these three beheadings belonged to the harvest in the team battle, it was enough for the audience who had been suffocated for the whole game to enter a state of excitement.
"If it is replaced by other high elves in the group, can it be like Al?" Quitoan asked with some expectation.
After the whole game was broadcast live, after ignoring the keywords "too paddling" and "delayed", Kuitoan found the keyword "cute" the most.
In terms of appearance and temperament, there are many high elves who are better than Al.
"No, if you want to be liked by human audiences, just being good-looking is not enough. I said that Al is very talented and lucky, which is not something that anyone can have." Joshua said.
"Joshua Arnold, please tell me what to do."
Quietuan is now like someone in despair who has seen a glimmer of light. In order to hold that glimmer of light, Quietuan can sacrifice everything.
Therefore, the pride of the high elves may not even be comparable to the biscuits that Al is holding here.
"First of all, the disputes in your clan must be resolved, but before that, you can introduce your clan to me, and I will find a way to cultivate them." Joshua was very fortunate that there were sensible people among the high elves.
They are still too sensitive to the identity of the Chaos Demon.
"Introduction..." At this moment, Quitoan remembered that his granddaughter was still "imprisoned" in this tavern.
"I have a suitable candidate, but she has not been heard from exploring the Forgotten Land some time ago. In my divination... She seems to be in this tavern?" Quitoan said.
"What's her name?"
"Aurelian, the son of my daughter." Quitoan immediately gave an answer.
"So she's your granddaughter? Don't you worry about her being locked up by me for so long?"
Qiao Xiu has always wondered why the high elves of the high elves have not taken action, and the expedition team of the Forgotten Land has disappeared so many people.
"Elder Sindonar has been concealing this matter." Quitoan glanced at the elf elder behind him who might be named "betrayer". "And in my divination, she did not have any Dangerous, but this training will make her grow a lot."
"Hone in, grow... I'm not very good at explaining your granddaughter's situation, why don't you go upstairs and see for yourself?"
As a client, Qiao Xiu really didn't know how to evaluate the elder's divination results.