ps1: The book review area has not been very lively in the past two days... Has everyone's trough force been reduced to zero?

ps2: Yes... From tomorrow, the picture volume will be updated... I must post the ghost animal on it...

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She wore a low-key black mage robe, which was borrowed from Shania. Chilia was petite and chose cute colors. Caesar would be regarded as pervert when wearing it. That is, the tall Sania's robe is suitable for Caesar. And according to the usual aesthetics of Necromancers, the robe is not distinguished from men and women.

Wearing a black robe with a vicious spirit and holding the elder's staff that came from Chilia's hand, the king Caesar instantly turned into an electric shock to make Stalin. Aozaki Aozaki, who was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, was jumping up and down, training the mage's demeanor to Lord Stalin - by the way, shouldn't this kind of thing be handed over to Xianya?

"Pull the brim of the hood down and cover your eyes! Better mysterious!" I am not an assassin - hey, Aozaki Aoko, Altay is crying, he is really crying.

"Smile! A subtle smile! Hello, you're called a sneer! Do you want to provoke? There are also eyes! Don't show a look of 'fighting'! You're going to do a surprise attack! Don't expose your purpose so quickly!"

Because of this, after all this, Lord Stalin walked out with his staff, while Chilia rushed forward quickly: "Wait! Your Majesty the Heavenly King! This is not how the staff is, you are holding a spear..."

...So after a few days of hang out with a group of unreliable guys, you will learn to complain?

Seeing Caesar leaving the Heavenly Palace with great swagger, the remaining six crown princes looked at each other, as if they all endured it very hard.

Hannibal coughed softly, put on the image of an unfathomable wizard, and said to Altaïr in a decent manner: "Sir, look at your eyes, the sky is dark, and there is a bloody end recently..."

Altay immediately looked shocked: "Your wise astrologer, please save me!"

"It's easy to say... I only need a hatchet and a wooden boat..."

So everyone couldn't bear it anymore and burst into laughter. Although they often went to Zhongtu to do side jobs, Caesar did not carefully understand the customs and cultures of southern humans, and still did not know much about the profession of astrologers. The so-called seven professions actually sum up various scattered skill schools. In fact, among the people of the mainland, there are many strange skills and special schools left by the heroic era. For example, the astrologers are one of them. They calculate the fate of people through the movement of stars. This kind of thing is mysterious, but many people are indeed willing to believe that there is no one in a true astrologer for a hundred years, but there are all kinds of fakes circulating among the people. Over time, they are called "fortune tellers" - the so-called fortune tellers, and fortune tellers are also called fate.

The elder's staff of Caesarna, the magic crystal on the top of the staff is a magic diamond that encompasses the entire series. It is as transparent as water, and it looks like a crystal ball used by astrologers. In addition, the low-key and mysterious set of master-level robes (mainly to eliminate the sense of existence, proof of the cloaked man), and the hood that covers the eyes (mainly to make people unable to see clearly. Of course, you can also learn to cover the cloaked man), and Aozaki Aoki's prank smile adjustment made Caesar's body full of the aura of fortune telling charlatan.

The six crown princes were laughing so hard that they were terrified. Even Shatiresa couldn't help laughing a few times, but began to complain: "Is this a bit too much..."

"It's okay, don't care..." Aozaki Aoki also had a terrifying smirk on his face, "Nothing can be missing, and no one can recognize it. This outfit is more likely to be encountered by Kaos..."

"And don't you think? Caesar put on his robe and looked like an electric shock..."

"Then you have to cover up his muscles first..." Hannibal thought for a while, Caesar was running around in his robe and lightning, carrying a staff on his left shoulder and an axe in his right hand... He looked up at the ceiling...

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"Four dead..." As a forest elves, the eighth-level elves elder Kaos had a sickly white face. He sat on a rock and stared at the sunshine in the sky. The sky was high and the sky was wide open. Although the climate was cold, it had a more scenic view than the warm forest. Behind him were four elves, full of righteous indignation.

"Professor! You can't just forget about this matter! When did the elves suffer such shame when the four tribes die!"

"This kind of shame has been suffered long ago. When the Druid Amazon joined forces to raid the royal city, the elf king died under the joint attack of Eldo and Mavina. The world tree collapsed, the sun well was exiled to the endless void. The sun city, which had accumulated tens of thousands of years, turned into ashes under the magic of the joint war of Chaos Wings. The remaining elves fled in panic under the escort of the army. The current dark elves, who were chased by the creed blade of the Gate of Judgment, finally escaped to the dark underground world, and immediately encountered a new enemy. Our forest elves are still surviving under the blockade of Amazon and Druids. The human world says that our elves are so noble and beautiful, but in the eyes of the Seven Holy Land, we are just a group of disposable cannon fodder... Don't be dissatisfied, there were nine high elves back then.

Saint, the Immortal King defeated two saints in a few minutes, and the magic emperor Tarasha shattered the three saints with the Sunwell energy into magic turbulence, which was not the same level at all. Why can human saints regard our saints as nothing? Why can the Storm Team and Chaos Wings, a total of 300 seventh-level Amazons and 300 seventh-level druids kill elves whose numbers and levels are not inferior to those of the opponent, and 600 people can chase hundreds of thousands of elves and kill them! Why did the four compatriots die out of thin air? Do you really don’t know!" Kaos’ anger was not angry, but the majesty of the eighth-level strongman had turned into language, and the four elves were so uncomfortable that they were about to vomit blood. Looking at their appearance, Kaos felt helplessness and sorrow.

Without the Sun Well, you are nothing - the noble Queen of War Mavina, who put away the bow and arrow in his hand contemptuously. The scene ten thousand years ago was a trace of death. At that time, he was still the leader of the new generation of the clan, but he could only watch the invaders leave, leaving behind the indelible scars of his soul that he had been indelible for his life.

The world tree is broken, and your backbone is broken. The elves are no longer worthy of being enemies of humanity and are never worthy. Therefore, I want you to continue to live and struggle in vain until they are eliminated by the world - Eldo's words at that time were considered by many elves as a rampant declaration of the successful ones, but now it seems that it is correct and terrible. The elves have only talent but no hearts of strong people. Today's elves are supported by a group of older generations, and the younger generation has many seventh-level strong people, but they are arrogant and proud, just like a group of clowns jumping up and down.

Could it be...we really... impossible...the elves...the elves...the elves...

Kaos clenched his fists and fell into chaos. Various sounds echoed in his mind, as if hundreds of roars were heard from his body. An elf winked, and the others nodded slowly, and then lit up and threw Kaos in place.

"It's really unlucky. Not only will the professor choose to perform a mission, but he also encountered such troubles and was killed four compatriots... Humph, if you don't take revenge, it's our shame!" The elves who led the lead looked back and looked, "The professor is sick again. This is a great opportunity for us to take revenge. The enemy must be an organized group, one-on-one, unless the eighth-level action is taken, who can kill the seventh-level strongman of our elves?"

"What should we do?" asked another elf, "We don't understand the situation in the North. Now that the whole city is martial law, Harrogas is afraid he can't go."

"...Ron, look, who is that?" The elf was about to show off with sacredness when suddenly his companion next to him hit his body and pointed to the distance. Ron looked in confusion and saw a wizard walking calmly under the blue sky. He was wearing a black robe without a profession. He should be a wandering wizard, not the orthodox of the Seven Holy Land. There was no pulsation of the elemental boundary on his body, but was below the seventh level, but the surrounding element fluctuations were a bit dense, that was the guy stuck at the top of the sixth level.

"... Luck came too suddenly..." Ron sighed, laughed, and rushed towards the poor wizard, "Take him down and ask if there are any signs of being dispatched by the civilian armed forces of Harrogas. Then follow the clues and find out the murderer who killed our compatriots! This guy is the peak of the sixth level, and he is also an amazing guy in the human world!"

Before he got close, the wizard in front of him felt something was wrong. He stretched out his hand and pulled it. A bright current was connected between his left hand and the staff crystal. Dozens of charge bullets shone with electric light around him, and he was breathing in a white murderous intent: "Stop your steps! Otherwise I will attack!" After saying that, the roar of the electric light in his left hand was a sign of chain lightning.

Humph, it was actually an electric shock, which was a bit troublesome. I don’t know how the other party’s space power was... Ron cursed inwardly and made a gesture to stop everyone. The electric shock could run away even more than an assassin. As long as the magic power was endless, it was simply a perverted mobility. He whispered: "We have no malice!"

"Who are you lying to rob? You want to rob, right? I'm not easy to bully!" The electric shock made Stalin sneer, "I often float in the north. I don't know the methods of you bandits. I'm kind and there are knives hidden in your sleeves. Save you! Why don't you get out of here? Fortunately, I met me today, if I met that green-haired woman..."
Chapter completed!