Without talking nonsense to Amilu anymore, Yuan Chenfei got up and left.

He pondered all the way along.

Li Zhanjun came over with a slight gaze: "Have you sold all your blood spirits?"

Yuan Chenfei shook his head.

"Then bring some more."

"What are you doing?" Yuan Chenfei was surprised: "50 are not enough?"

"There is a Colosseum over there, and there is a good lord monster inside, level 34, but I can't beat it now." Li Zhanjun answered with confidence.

The lord monster at level 34 is indeed difficult to deal with. No wonder Li Zhanjun came to ask him for it.

“How much more is needed?”

"50, preferably 100, and there is also a lord of level 37. The most important thing is that if I can collect one, I can collect five. Five lords!" Li Zhanjun's tone was full of temptation.

"You want to treat the blood soul as food." Yuan Chenfei was helpless, but he still gave Li Zhanjun a hundred blood souls.

With these blood spirits and his bloody fighting characteristics, it should be no problem to win the lord monster.

As soon as Li Zhanjun left, Xia Ningrouwa and Chuliu also came over.

Yuan Chenfei asked: "Don't you want to have blood soul again, right?"

Xia Ning smiled: "I'm fine. The druid doesn't need skill points, but Rouwa wants it."

Soft baby?

This little girl doesn't have a weird temper, but she rarely asks for things from others.

Yuan Chenfei looked at Rouwa, and Rouwa said: "I found a demon altar in the south of the city, where some special demon equipment can be exchanged for. Although the blood soul we bought cannot be used for transactions, the sixth day of the lunar calendar is a second-level authority, hehe, but it can break through this limit. Boss, you are so wise to buy blood soul! Buy it at a low price and sell it at a high price! But I am still smart, I discovered this way to make money!"

The soft baby is proud.

"Devil Altar? In the Moonlight City?" Compared to Rouwa's way of making money, Yuan Chenfei is more concerned about the issue of the Devil Altar.

How could there be a demon altar in Moonlight City?

"Hmm." Xia Ning replied: "Unlike humans, the elves allow demons to exist. Didn't your knowledge tell you this?"

Yuan Chenfei shook his head: "Everything is well-versed and rarely explains the social state. After all, this can be changed. But even so, the magicians are still unpopular among most servants. The elves actually allow the magician profession to appear openly. It seems that they are really in a big crisis."

If the elves had not had the worry of their own situation, they would never have allowed evil professions like demons to exist. Their poor situation also forced them to bow to the demons and openly allow some demons to exist.

Of course, even so, the elves must be strictly controlled. Most of the time, the magicians gather together and will not easily go out alone. This is why there was no magician in the previous pursuit.

At this moment, Yuan Chenfei thought about it and said, "Go, go there and take a look."

When I arrived at the south of the city, I saw a tall altar standing there.

Above the altar is a demonic door, with demonic energy lingering on the door, and there are gloomy and fear echoes from time to time, and occasionally there are low and strange laughter.

Below the demon altar, some warlock elves were wandering there. They looked no different from ordinary elves, but each face was full of heavy and solemn. Unlike human demons, they were all fallen people, but the demons here were chosen by the elves, and only those who were loyal to the tribe could change their positions.

Most of the time they stay near the altar, praying to the altar, resisting the erosion of demons, and never summon demons until they are in wartime.

This also creates a strange and solemn atmosphere here.

Below the altar and the demon gate, there was a pool with black liquid rolling in the pool, and from time to time a strange howling face appeared.

"What is that?" Xia Ning asked.

"That's the Demonized Pool and the Demonized Undead." Yuan Chenfei replied.

"Dead? Isn't that the Necromancer's summoning object?" Xia Ning was surprised.

"Well." Yuan Chenfei nodded: "The demonization pool can strengthen life, including the undead of the undead mage. The life strengthened by the demonization pool will become stronger, but it is also more demonic and has a strong desire to kill. However, the undead itself does not have its own consciousness and is most suitable for enduring demonization. In addition, the demon warlock is the most convenient for providing corpses, so the undead mage often cooperates with the demon warlock."

"In other words, there are not only demon warriors, but also necromancers here? I thought that such a noble race as elves would not have these two professions." Xia Ning said.

Rouwa curled his lips: "They even have dark elves, so what are the two dark professions?"

Xia Ning noticed that Yuan Chenfei looked at the Demonic Pool without blinking, and asked, "Is there any problem?"

Yuan Chenfei woke up from his dream and said oh, "Rouwa, how much blood do you need?"

"Not many, there is a succubus heart that can enhance the succubus' temptation ability, and it can form a complementary relationship with my nightmare technique."

Yuan Chenfei took out two hundred blood souls and handed them to Rouwa and Chuliu: "One hundred will strengthen your strength, and the rest will help me buy some things."

After hearing what Yuan Chenfei was going to buy, the expression on Rouwa Xia Ning's face became strange at the same time.

Xia Ning was frightened: "It's fine if hell flint, poisonous potion, but it should be used in the competition, but what does the natural disaster cloud potion, demonized crystal, soul gathering flag, and lava alchemy array plate mean? Why do you have so much? What do you want to do?"

"Of course I won the victory." Yuan Chenfei replied: "Since those elves insist on destroying our human race, why should we be polite to them?"

Hearing this, Xia Ning was silent.

Rouwa smiled excitedly and said, "There is another big scene to watch."

As he said that, he was already jumping to buy what Yuan Chenfei wanted.

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Silver Moon Temple.

"What did you say? Yuan Chenfei exchanged these things with our blood soul?" Amilu stood up.

All these professionals are under the surveillance of the elves. Of course, Yuan Chenfei cannot hide these things from her.

Emilu had called out, "Mistra."

"I get it." Mistera responded.

Amilu said in a fury: "Yuan Chenfei's approach has been fouled. The reason why the price of Blood Soul is cheap is that they can only be used to improve themselves, but now they use their own authority to exchange them for equipment, which has increased the value of resources in disguise! This is a violation. In this case, our clan will not be able to beat them!"

Mistera replied slowly: "In fact, since he obtained the more than 800 blood spirits, you have no hope of victory."

Emilu stagnated.

"But you are right. Even if you have permission, this approach is still illegal. I will handle this."

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Elf Inn.

All professions are already resting in the inn at this time and preparing for tomorrow's battle.

Yuan Chenfei was also in the room and was talking with his partner.

Mistera's voice rang out at the right time: "I guess you are waiting for me to find you."

Yuan Chenfei was happy: "I guess too, you came from the things you bought for me."

"Emilu protested, you took advantage of the loopholes and were making this competition unsuspecting. You know, this is not what the gods want."

"So what are the gods going to do?"

"You have to give up some of the items you exchanged, of course, you can choose to exchange them for the Blood Soul."

"This is unfair!" Rouwa shouted: "This is what we bought with our own authority! If Brother Fei had not killed more than fifty elves at once, and without him buying hundreds of blood spirits in one go, and without the second-level authority of the Sixth Century, then redemption would be impossible. This is not a loophole in the rule, but a reasonable use of rules, and our right to have."

"It's true, but we can control the size of the permissions. You won't want us to compress the permissions on the sixth day of the lunar calendar, right?" Mistera asked back.

Rouwa opened her mouth and couldn't speak.

Yuan Chenfei said: "I can understand the ideas of the gods. Indeed, if so many big killing weapons are brought to the Waste Temple and used them all, I guess there is no need to fight the battle. So what if I give up the right to use it there?"

"Give up the right to use there?" Mistera was surprised.

"Yes. Only Hell Flint and Poison Potion are retained. These two things have been used in the Underworld Palace. An elves have seen them. They should have prepared them, so they only use these two pieces, right?"

"What about the others?"

Yuan Chenfei smiled: "Do you know? There is a problem I can't figure it out."

Mistera is no longer interested in his habit of changing topics: "Can't you just say something?"

Yuan Chenfei replied: "I mean, God can even be resurrected by the dead, but why can't I hear my heart and know my thoughts?"

Upon hearing this question, Mistera chuckled: "Oh, this is a really interesting question. So, how do you know that God cannot listen to his heart? It may not be that he can't do it, but that he doesn't want to do it."

"So, why don't you want to do it?"

"You are so smart, keep guessing."

"Maybe it is because if you can do that, all conspiracies will become meaningless and will lose a lot of fun in observation. But even if you explain this, there is still a problem that makes sense. For example, a game has been played thousands of times, and it may last for tens of thousands of years. Why do the gods still enjoy playing this game? It is very interesting to watch ants fighting, but you will get tired of watching it every day, right? Sealing your own power and making it impossible for you to listen to the voices of lower creatures, just for a moment of surprise? It may be interesting to do it occasionally, and it will be boring for a long time."

"That's your problem."

Yuan Chenfei said lightly: "Unlimited possibilities..."

This time, Mistera did not respond positively, he just said: "Answer the question, what do you want to do?"

"Actually, haven't you guessed it?" Yuan Chenfei smiled.

"Do you know the consequences of doing that?" Misterra did not deny it.

"I just know that's what you want to see."

"God, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, you only care about fun."

Yuan Chenfei smiled again.
Chapter completed!