Chapter 647 Target

Even though the fleet has been retreating for more than five hours, I have already fallen asleep. Outside the window is still the boundless white snow field. The sunny day and the one-person-deep snow layer are indeed very inconsistent. About to rewrite the continental map, and for me...

"Ah, in this kind of ghostly weather, I just want to lie in the warm quilt, enjoy the snow scene, and enjoy the mellow aroma of hot cocoa at the same time... and watch other people fight to death along the way. ∑.∑"

"...If you have a level of anger and a mocking face, you are definitely at the level of a main god."

The war is not over yet, a wave of dragon attacks was repelled just ten minutes ago, and now it is still far behind.

There were only three purgatory demon dragons in the first batch, but there were two ancient ones and one ancient. The ancient dragons were probably much stronger than Xiaohong before the sharp change, and they were hard to deal with.

Our mercenaries came in handy, but the dozen or so black dragons and red dragons were hard enough to deal with. Only the artillery fire from the battleship forced the opponent back. At the most dangerous time, even Renee, the blue dragon concubine, went into battle in person .

This is still in the ice field and the low tide of magic power. The purgatory dragon is a fire-attributed dragon. It is really uncomfortable in such an area. In addition, the transfer time from the abyss to the main plane is too fast, and the strength should not be half displayed. .

And they should be the first scouting troops to catch up. After sending out the signal, the other magic dragons should arrive soon... However, considering the chaos and selfishness on the abyss side as usual, it is very likely that they will eat themselves to death. .

"Heh, compared to the real big trouble Danatis, it's really nothing."

It's the only good news that Danatis didn't personally hunt him down, but as the commander of the demonic tide, he couldn't leave the reality of the demonic tide, and it was indeed expected, but he definitely wouldn't just swallow this breath and take revenge. Also expected.

And such an ending on the battlefield, regardless of the order side. It's still on the chaotic side, and it can be reluctantly accepted.

It is hard to say who is the winner in the war. Judging from the results of the battle, we have killed a large number of slaves of the abyss this time. It also saved the future and inheritance of the elves. The addition of the Northern Elf Empire will also greatly enhance the strength and heritage of Lanmeng. A large number of elf craftsmen, magicians, and druids will be incalculable wealth.

So to say. We should be regarded as the beneficiaries and winners, but from the perspective of the abyss, the magic tide has successfully descended, the "Elf Empire" blocking the way has been wiped out, the entire army of the elf gods has been wiped out, and a main god has been accompanied. The opening with the most fruitful results in the jihads of the past dynasties, judging from the strength comparison between the abyss and the chaos side, it is the big winner.

It seems that only elves became losers? But in a sense.

Such a result is also the brightest and most potential future for the elves.

It is a kind of happiness for a powerful and rich man to have a lot of wealth, but a poor family who guards a priceless family heirloom is causing trouble for himself. It is not possible to throw away the burden and start all over again.

"At least get rid of those helpless spirit gods, maybe life will be very good."

As for the fall of the elves and gods... It can be said that it is inevitable. The family property and reputation that were so big before have only lost so much now. But they are always ambitious to revive and rebel, and the result is that the gods of order want them to die, and the evil gods of the abyss also want them to die, and then. It's really dead.

Want to be a third party, but not a third party who is self-reliant and absolutely neutral, but a third party who plays power and tricks, a third party who sits on the fence to please both sides, and a third party who ends up profiting from the fisherman. It's not a time for fools on either side of the war. Naturally, the one who dies cannot die again.

Even if the entrance on the abyss side is not the capital of the moon, they probably won't be able to please them. No matter which side of the two camps attacks them, the other camp will only happily watch them die. I really think that the split civil war can fool anyone.

If the elven gods do not perish, the two camps will always be hostile to the elves, at least they will not be regarded as their own. In the repeated crushing of the two camps, they do not have enough power to protect themselves and try to be neutral. It is only a matter of time before they perish .

This is the general trend, and personal strength is indeed powerless in the face of the historical trend guided by many factors.

Perhaps, it was because of seeing through these things that the elves and gods would finally die calmly, at least in the end they died heroically...

"No, no, they just cheated you, don't give them money, and don't wash yourself."

Heloise looked very happy, while peeling apples for me, she actually ate them by herself, humming a little tune and crossing her legs.

The one sitting next to my bed is the real body of Heloise. After all, I can only lie down in my current state. A random thief can kill me. I still need some combat power for protection. The most reliable combat power is her, but... what do you mean when you wear a bifurcated dress on a snowy day, and your legs are up, and they are all gone, do you know that!

Cough, I can’t stop my wandering eyes, white thighs, big breasts, etc. are all floating clouds, but what’s so good about slime figures... Put down that fruit knife, don’t dangle it on my nose, we can still be friends!

Cough cough, let’s get down to business, in fact, for so many days, we didn’t do anything, what we did in total was probably to run in front of the demon tide, throw a forbidden spell, turn around and run, this is the legend of pretending to be forced and running is the picture a stimulus...

"No, you have done a lot this time. The new news while you were sleeping, you are now seventh on the list of natural disasters. Should I congratulate you?"

"I'm going, why are you on the list again? Didn't you say I'm 'safe'?"

"Safe? How can you talk about safety when you are still alive and kicking if you can throw the forbidden spell? If you are not a humanoid natural disaster, who else will count? In two days, all the big countries will probably put you on the blacklist and guard against you. You have to Beware of assassins, even in the realm of men."

I nodded dumbfoundingly, even if Heloise didn't remind me, I would know that allies who seem to be brothers steal strategic weapon technology from each other, and if they can't steal it, they destroy it.

"By the way, what I want you to do..."

"It's done, Eternal Night City has been collected, but it's too sensitive now, so don't touch 'it'. But I think, no matter what you want to do, it should be enough."

I nodded in satisfaction, this time I really laughed out loud.

Among my four paths, death is bloody and cruel. No matter what reason we take this path, if we want to go far on the path of death, enough soul materials and corpse materials are essential.

As mentioned before, at my level, corpses are unnecessary, but if you want to build your own epic weapons, you need at least a lot of dead spirits and souls. The most powerful of my four magic swords must be A large number of souls to fill, and the more desperate and negative emotions the better.

At that time in the abyss, in order to get the soul, we even moved to find the inventor of necromancy, the idea of ​​the oldest demon, and we were forced to have no choice.

And to collect enough souls, there is a better place than the battlefield. The more powerful the power, the positive emotions of excitement, and the negative emotions of despair, the better the necromancer material. On the battlefield, many warriors burned to the extreme Undead souls can easily give birth to powerful undead creatures, and many ancient battlefields are places of permanent death.

When the forbidden curse falls, there are countless dead slaves of the abyss, and their souls, rather than returning to the Styx to transform into demons again, should be given to me as materials, and I have no time to do other things after releasing the forbidden curse , So, before the battle, I entrusted Heloise to help me collect the undead.

And this kind of shady thing can only be done well by Heloise. Judging from the smug expression on Heloise's face, she should have collected a lot.

"Do you know that what you are doing now has completely angered a person."

The third person who came in suddenly surprised us, and at the same time, Heloise stood in front of me.

I can feel that the amazing magic power is gathering in the hands of Heloise, as long as the visitor dares to take a step forward, he will be torn apart by the bursting technique, even if the visitor... In a sense, it is Heloise The only relative.

"Didina, you really surprised me. It seems that you have hidden a lot of things."

Didina also smiled, but there was a bit of bitterness in the smile.

"Then, let me start from the beginning, from the lofty goals of my lover, Cavens Lane." (To be continued.)

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