Chapter 1084

"Your purpose of bringing me out is obvious, you just want to get me out of the way."

Kyle looked at the gray creature flying in the distance, raised his hand and chopped it into pieces, and slowly said: "What Lan's identity is is not very important to me. After all, I was just a serf."

"My mother's attitude on this matter is very tough, so I can only bring you out alone to create an opportunity for her to meet Lan alone."

"However, having more sisters is still very happy for me. After all, you will be my brother in the future."

Hearing the teasing in his master's words, Kyle smiled helplessly, then remembered something and said: "By the way, Master, the Ou Ge organization sent a message yesterday, saying that there was a change within the Black Asian Orcs, which might trigger an expedition campaign."

"Is the news accurate?" Weilin turned to look at Kyle and confirmed.

"The probability is 90%."

"Hey, it seems that the war in the southeast direction may not be fought."

Kyle nodded his head and agreed.

The Black Asian orcs mutated, and there is a high probability that a war involving multiple countries will break out. In this case, the Dawn Church will never let the Ilia Kingdom and the Kube Kingdom go to war, so as not to disrupt the expedition.

As for the Is Half-Elf Kingdom, under such a major event, it will definitely choose to temporarily avoid it and dare not touch the Holy Third Dawn Kingdom, so as not to be repaid later and have a big bloodletting.

Half-elves may be able to stop a human kingdom, or even win the war. If multiple human kingdoms launch an expedition, although it will not destroy the country, the population will at least lose 70%.

In the eastern part of the Sinops subcontinent, the Holy Third Dawn Kingdom has the vast majority of the discourse power in the human world, and it is absolutely capable of doing this.

"When do you plan to start developing the mezzanine space?"

"After dealing with the Three Blood Flowers and getting the Purple Gel and Golden Nether Crystal Potion Workshops on track, I will ask my uncle to build a space channel to the mezzanine space."

"I understand."

After the conversation, Weilin and Kyle estimated the time and started walking back, ready to urge their uncle again.

...

In the main castle of the inner city of Xingyue Castle, Lan hesitated for a few minutes. After many choices, he looked up at Alyssa and whispered, "Madam, I... I do."

"Then you still call me Madam?" Alyssa looked at Lan and asked softly.

"Mother."

After saying that, Lan quickly lowered his head, not daring to look into Alyssa's eyes.

Alyssa stretched out her hands and held Lan in her arms, saying gently, "Then I will call you Leanna from now on, my daughter."

"Yes."

Lan leaned on Alyssa's arms and responded softly.

Feeling another kind of warmth different from that brought by the master, she couldn't help but immerse herself in it.

She knew that the Lord's mother accepted her as her daughter because of the master, and she didn't ask for anything. She just hoped that the master would not be angry.

"Xemia!"

Xemia stood up and came behind Alyssa, rubbing her shoulders, and asked with a smile: "Mother, do you have anything to tell me?"

"I will leave in a few days, and Lyanna will be handed over to you."

"Mother, don't worry, your daughter is my sister, I know what to do."

In the following time, Alyssa continued to guide Lan, let her put down her identity, open her heart, and tell her true feelings.

As time passed, Lan gradually accepted Alyssa's motherly love, and her tone of speech was no longer cautious.

On the other side, in the gray fog space, in the gray fog fortress, before being driven out of the laboratory by Odore, Weilin took out the two items whose value could not be identified.

Looking at the items in Weilin's hand, Odore resisted the urge to drive this stinky boy out.

"Come with me."

After saying that, Odore walked straight to the next room.

Seeing this, Weilin followed with a smile in his eyes, holding the two items whose value could not be identified.

"Sure enough, facing unknown things, magicians with strong desire for exploration always want to study them."

Although he had expected this situation, Kyle couldn't help but mourn for Master Odore for a few seconds when he saw it in person.

When he came to the room, Odore used the magician's hand to take out the two items without hesitation, and then took out a strange magic prop and placed it in the center of the round table.

Looking closer, I saw that the groove in the middle of the disc was very consistent with the red ring.

"Uncle, what is this?"

Odore took a look at it and said, "The origin of this thing is a bit complicated. I will explain it directly, and you are very likely not to understand it."

Weilin's face was full of disbelief, but since his uncle said so, he didn't continue to disturb him.

Kyle came to the right side of Odore, propped his hands on the edge of the stone table, stared at the disc, searching for the information recorded inside the Angel's Heart, trying to find some clues.

Under the gaze of the two, Odor blocked the energy supply of the elemental pool, raised his right hand, cut his left wrist, and forced out a drop of blood.

After the wound healed, Odor pulled the drop of blood above the disc.

The next moment, he raised his right hand, used magic power as a pen and ink, silently recited an obscure unknown language, and wrote complex symbols.

One by one, words full of blasphemous words flew out from Odor's fingertips, fused with each other in the air, and formed a cage.

Looking at the sphere full of blasphemous breath, Weilin subconsciously wanted to move away, but forced himself to stay where he was and continue watching.

Half an hour later, Odor stopped writing and merged the sphere formed by the words into the blood.

In an instant, black fog filled the air, and countless wailing sounds echoed in the ears of the three people.

A few seconds later, Odor took the ring and embedded it in it, and then pulled the drop of black blood close to the disc.

When the distance was only a fist away, a force full of destructive breath emerged from the ring, constantly impacting the black blood, trying to destroy it.

It was found that the power emerging from the ring dissipated. Just when Weilin thought it was about to end, the strange phenomenon increased sharply, and chains flew out from the ring embedded in the disc, locking the black blood and pulling it down.

Odor raised his hand and controlled the black blood to struggle, creating the illusion of resistance.

At a certain moment, Odor directly withdrew his power.

In just a moment, the black blood was pulled into the object.

"Ah——"

A horrible voice came from the circle, and a black shadow flew out of the circle. Before it could escape, it was pulled back by several cursed chains.

""

"Ah——"

"Sepaiokas."

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