Buryman Dark Forest is a natural outpost that wraps the hearts of the night watchmen of the Empire. It was made of the first pair of red gloves and was attacked by the Holy Spirit Court in the early stage. In the long years, there was no record of large-scale combat. There was a Fossian elf tower in the outer corner of the northeast corner, which was far away from the confession church in the southwest corner. There was countless crystal green elves souls attached to the stone steps and allowed people to trample on it. It is said that an ancient male elf king was imprisoned here, and now the elves are among the people.

Many elf queens, mostly his wife or daughter. At this moment, three tourists slowly walked up to the unguarded elf tower, a tall and silent old man, a tall blonde beauty, and a two-meter giant who made the first two outstanding heights look less outstanding. Young and strong, vigorous and healthy vitality attracted countless green souls to linger around him and danced gracefully. Elfs have always been born to love those creatures with strong lives and faith in pure life, which makes the elves avoid gold.

The woman was very angry, and kept pinching her fingers, squeezing the cute green undead who was ignorant of her. It can be seen that her temper was really bad. The dull old man just shook his head slightly at this inhumane behavior, but did not speak out. The top of the stone tower was an altar, and eight torches that released blue flames burned, and the seal carving of the silver era was very popular in the silver era. In that era that was far away and forgotten, the elves were still half the ruler of this world, and the starry sky belonged to the giant dragon

The cave belongs to the dwarves, and the wasteland ruled the wandering souls of all races, but all lands with vegetation are all born to the elves that are spoiled by countless gods. However, when the "illegitimate sons of the gods" and "land angels" appear, especially the birth of the melting master, everything begins to change drastically, the sky is cleaned up, the old masters of the forest and the wasteland are expelled, and bound in a cage by unequal treaties. The history of human pride development is a tragic classic with different processes and endings similar to other races.

Three tourists from different camps met by chance during the trip. Because of the same destination, they walked together. The young muse resident named Dante was the last to join. They only knew that they were all the strongest men in the pyramid of power among humans. The old man was not talkative and always thought. Women were happy to nag, but they were all trivial matters, no different from ordinary human ladies. On the way, they met a young thief with bad eyes. The old man nicknamed "Dragon Gun" was used to giving in. It was not like a person holding the absolute power of the dominant level. Women had different personalities, swaying their sexy waists, teasing the thief's leader

, stretched out his finger and poked the chest of the relatively handsome thief, and said something cute and cute like "Yo, so strong muscles". After he finished speaking, he turned them into ashes. Dante could see that the advanced gamma was as skilled as a lady applying makeup on her hands. He had traveled in the Epic Continent for more than two years and intermittently met several humans who made his blood boil. Except for an immature holy coffin knight who had broken his head for a small price, most powerful people were unwilling to accept his challenge, such as a woman who met in an Iceland storm with a ponytail around her neck, loved to drink strong wine, and went to follow her if she was in a bad mood.

The water dragons in the group of Delais fought in the sea, but they were not willing to fight him, which disappointed Dante. This was the first time that he encountered two humans who made him feel dangerous in one breath. This made Dante have a very perverted and beautiful understanding of the Holy Empire. When he walked into the top of the elf tower, he could overlook most of the angel garden. The unspeakable old man was silent again. The blonde woman, who claimed to be forever, put her extremely plump and seductive buttocks on a short stone carving, took off her cumbersome shoes and socks, and rubbed her feet. Dante glanced at her and her curved and smooth instep, like a bow. She was very beautiful,

I was afraid that he would also be a great beauty when looking at it with the eyes of the muse. Unfortunately, Dante already had his own goddess in his heart. His goddess had the best eyes, a deep blue and a bright purple. There, Dante seemed to be able to see the starry sky and the sea. Dante stood at the forefront of the elf tower and pondered with the old man. In Muse, this descendant who was flowing with the blood of the Titan giant's war was not only killed, but also killed. Even his admiration for the goddess in his heart was expressed in the purest way. But his brief travel on the human territory allowed him to learn to think about things other than force.

"Old Dragon Spear, is that child really planning to activate the magic circle?" the blonde woman raised her head and asked. She said an old word from her mouth, so the Pu Zhuo old man in front of her should be indeed a little older.

"A flower that grows up in a greenhouse has no idea about gold coins." The old man finally spoke. Even though he had not talked to others for many years, he had a precise control of every pronunciation. The most picky aristocrats who like to study language cannot find fault.

"The little butcher is treated so well." The woman sighed, "This is one of the two major fallen sites of the Olympian Angel. Another place is mixed with the death place of the war maid of the Saint Eu God. It cannot be made into a magic circle. Therefore, when it comes to aggressiveness and deterrence, there is no more terrifying place in the empire. It is better for the little guy to provoke me head-on than to make trouble here. Is it worth it to be a dying puppet? I know that he has cultivated a lot of valuable chess pieces over the years. Even if he wants to take the opportunity to show his loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor, he doesn't need to be so reckless, right? If it were me, I would definitely be the first to find trouble in the Life Hall. After all, the Old Dragon Spear is not a lunatic. If you can't beat it, sit down and negotiate. If the negotiation breaks down, you will run away. With your current good-personality, you will be the best target of provocation no matter how you look at it."

"The clown Oscar hiding in the Holy Spirit Courtyard, this pawn is different from Eden Gaia's position in his heart. The greatest sorrow for us old people is that if we live too long, it will be difficult to find a few friends." Lao Long Gun said softly.

"Oscar? That ugly monster who can kneel down to lick his toes for climbing? He is also a lamb secretly cultivated by the little butcher? How can this little guy taste such a big contrast? Eden Gaia is the most handsome woman I have ever seen!" The woman said angrily, "Also, don't say I'm old, be careful to turn against you!"

The woman picked up a hand that had just touched the soles of her feet, smelled it, and intoxicatedly said: "It smells so good."

Dante smiled so hard when he saw the old man. Only then did he confirm that the two around him were the two most prominent in the dark kingdom of the Holy Empire, the Holy Spear Lesdun, and the Mother of the Black Sheep, shouldn't they be enemies? If one of them were to be killed in the Muse Continent, he would have long been killed. The social relations between human beings were really complicated and absurd.

"Old Dragon Spear, what did you think of that child? Teutun's mouth was so tight that he didn't tell us such a big thing." When Lord Hai Ji thought of the mysterious y-Menuine, he felt very bad. He was so unlovable, one hundred streets worse than the little butcher.

"I don't know either. Maybe Teutonic thinks this child can bring fresh vitality to the watchmen. When Teutonic took over the watchmen, he pulled it to the same height as the Holy Spirit Court and the Ewes. Of course, he hopes that the successor can surpass us. Every elderly person in the family hopes that this is the case. One generation cannot be worse than the other. After all, the family is still fighting for children." The most sacred golden spear of the empire said to himself, "Teutonic hatched a nest of Prussian red-bellied eagles, Eden Gaia, Wilde, Ulisse, and even before leaving.

In addition, Augustine was all victims of being kicked out of the nest by Y-Menuine. For the Red Belly Eagle, the survivor must be the strongest toddler. However, Teutonic had not had time to break the wings of the young eagle and train its skeletal toughness. If Teutonic was given a few more years, the Night Watcher would have more hope to become the institution he had always hoped for. This war initiated by Augustine was too hasty for both sides. From this, it can be seen that the holder of the Psalm Lar Water Cup was of great significance to Augustine."

"Old Dragon Spear, I've always been curious about why you gave the golden spear to the little guy's lame sergeant." Lord Hai Ji asked tentatively.

The old man looked into the distance and remained silent.

In the vision, the army of undead songs began to advance, crushing the rose bushes.

But the extremely exciting and well-known war epics, the ones who lose are often those who are shrouded in the hem of the goddess of victory at the beginning of the war.

"Tell me this secret, I will give you a few ancient destruction sheep horns I have collected, how about it?" Lord Hai Ji, who was defeated by curiosity, said unwillingly.

The old man shook his head and said, "No, this secret is not that valuable. In that black catastrophe, the Koso family did a series of despicable despicable things against their will. When the sunny "Judge" child was eaten by the Speakers of Judama, her soul that could not be damaged was sealed into the three most perfect crystals and was kept in three places. A red peach box with a secret manuscript of the red card was placed in the crystal hall of the Byzan O's Relics, and a crystal was kept in the Council of Judama. The last cut soul was lost. At that time, someone predicted that in the future it would be melted by a half-elixir half- werewolf, and then a new round of late revenge and judgment was launched. Speaking of this, Hai Ji, you should know who the young man was?"

"The little butcher has a prince of the Sertes family who will not be able to detect this secret? With his spirit of study, he will not rack his brains to dig out the inside story? Why dare to bring the Angel Garden?" The mother of the Black Sheep said in shock.

"He doesn't know. The older the immortal seed, the less he can't feel the doomsday judgment breath of the children implanted with the soul crystal. Instead, some low-level immortal seeds will have a natural sense of fear. In Black Swan Lake, there should be no young immortal seeds to bring key inspiration like Augustine." The Holy Spear denied.

"I'm going crazy! This alone, the little guy's friendship and win over the past few years has been completely scrapped. Maybe the Judama Council will soon smooth out the poem songs seven or eight times. The judge who was born in Seth and brought the blood clan crown into the cemetery has any stinger that makes the eleven families more hated? No wonder you are not in a hurry to grow the order at all. It turns out that this inside story is waiting for the automatic explosion. Old Dragon Spear, you

You can't give the slightest bit of kindness that elders should have? There are not many interesting young people like little guys. I've been killed by you. Where can I find the little guy who helps me create joy?" Hai Ji said angrily, picking up a shoe and smashing it on the holy white robe on the back of the sacred spear. The old man's straight and majestic body as straight as a spear is still motionless. It's hard to imagine that this was an Avenger who once strangled the two descendants of Thunder God Difantu alone.

"Augustin, luck has always been bad." The seldom hesitated for a moment about whom the sacred spear was evaluated, and this sentence came out.

"Compared with Napoleon, a peer who was secretly appointed as the next pastor, he was simply a god sitting high in the flowers and an evil spirit crawling in the mud." As soon as he said this emotional sentence, Lord Hai Ji immediately shut up.

The Holy Spear smiled and said, "Napoleon is just a white-quality pastor, able to become a pastor? It seems that his heroic deeds in the past two years have greatly changed the original views of the emperor and the Holy See. You black sheep have participated in paving the way for him? Oh, remember, if it weren't for your arrangement this time, it would be unrealistic for the Gospel of the Empire to return alive from the Cape of Lookout."

The Mother of Black Sheep tricked and said, "This secret is offset by the inside story of the cripple boy. Don't expect me to hand over the horn of destruction to you!"

The Holy Spear said generously: "I didn't expect you to fulfill your promise from the beginning."

Dante had a headache, and it was too difficult for human politicians and superiors to deal with them.

"Little Dante, your muse is there, don't you go to help?" Lord Hai Ji finally remembered that there was a young alien who was standing beside him.

"If she doesn't go, she will be unhappy. Joining a battle without direct relationship with us is an ugly and boring behavior." Dante laughed.

"Fart! Don't think I don't know that in your muse, watching is a kind of declaration of war and joining the war!" Lord Haiji, who is knowledgeable, sneered.

The descendants of Titan's giant pretended to be deaf and smirked, and ignored the old woman in the beauty and quarreled with women. Neither the Epic Continent nor the Muse Continent, they were not stupid things that wise men would do.

"It's really discouraging to try to do the intellectual test questions of order. Hai Ji, I'll pass the test at most. If you go, you'll be rejected by the song of poetry." The Holy Spear took out a copy of the test I got when leaving the Holy Spirit Court from his arms. A lot of thoughts along the way came from the answer to this test paper. How to put a complete egg on a smooth table? How many iron wire can a large cube composed of twenty-seven small cubes pass through? The profound impact of the maritime industry on human reproduction? More than 200 strange and small problems made the old man enjoy it. Perhaps because he was accustomed to standing at a high place to look far away, the Holy Spear saw many things that the questioners might not have realized, such as the destruction and reshaping of rules, the cooperation of the team, reverse thinking and logical reasoning.

A rich man who earns 10,000 Caesar gold coins will only think about earning the next 10,000 Caesar, and a Caesar is ten Bourbons. A rich man who earns 10,000 Caesar may start to lay out the blueprint of the entire empire. Hundreds of millions of Caesar may be the position of an executive. Then, if more wealthy people earn more, they will probably regard the entire continent as a battlefield to seize wealth. The trading products are as broad as the emperor's throne, the victory and loss trend of the war between the two countries, and so on. What you see naturally will have different meanings. Men are in bed, the axe under the crotch determines the head, but on more battlefields, the position under the butt determines everything. Popes, kings, leaders of the top ten gold families, except for a few idiots who are used as puppets by shadow conspirators, who are not all operating a huge war sandbox?

There are very few old men who can be "rebellious" like Thunder God Difantu. Besides, Difantu's ability is not just a hammer.

Except for the Holy Spirit Court, the first mortal enemy of the Night Watch, who collectively trampled on the land hundreds of years ago, no one has ever dared to step into the Angel Garden as an invader.

The man in charge was wearing a leader's will armor with broken dragon eyes embedded under his black robe. Several vague dragon spirits were floating around him, and they had already escaped from the cage of will.

"Please stop, Your Excellency the Grand Admiral!"

Albert, the deputy presiding judge of the undead army, led a group of elite red gloves to block the enemy's path forward.

The middle-aged man of the Dragon Spear Knight had a firm look. Even though he had witnessed the establishment of Kepler's gallows, the man did not retreat at all, because behind his team were twenty chief and deputy presiding judges and several night watchmen, the dark giants, including a secret force composed of the Scarlet Rose Knights, including an old sword saint and a hidden holy coffin knight. Albert, who had participated in countless tragic battles and faced countless powerful enemies, had no reason to show his timidity at home. Even if Augustine in front of him was more in line with the temperament of a lifelong giant in the Sacrament, Albert would be worthy of the Knight's sword and the red gloves holding the sword.

Albert was involved in Descartes, the Dead Sea Knight, and more than a dozen undead knights.

The obstacle led by the next presiding judge was bound by Ted, the Holy Coffin of Hell.

The third batch of red gloves, the blonde cripple who were wearing redemption masks, and the Lich King Naples joined forces to fight with the remaining undead.

This is the thickness of the red gloves. The order is still too thin compared to this predecessor who has accumulated a foundation for hundreds of years.

Augustine began to go alone.

Welcome to a whole Knight of Scarlet Rose which symbolizes law enforcement at the night watch.

In the distance, the elf tower.

The Mother of Black Sheep couldn't help asking: "Old Dragon Spear, would you go to hell for a woman?"

The Holy Spear smiled and said, "Will you give up the entire black sheep for a man?"

Perhaps the sexy and beautiful beauty among the old women laughed and said, "I look like a sixteen-year-old girl, but I am really not young."

The old man whispered: "If I were Teutonic, I wouldn't be assured to put the last red glove on this fool's hand."

Lord Hai Ji was savoring: "Why do we make a bet? If you win, I will send the horn of destruction to the Holy Spirit Court. If you lose, keep the secret of the judge."

The Holy Spear turned around, looked at his old friend, frowned and said, "Are you helping Augustine?"

The woman curled her lips and stretched, "A fool like this, even the cold-blooded females are willing to squeeze out some maternal love."

The old man turned his back to the mother of the Black Sheep and said slowly: "I won't agree."

Lord Haiji muttered, "I know. Then I ask you if Augustine could leave the Angel Garden alive, that secret would be revealed immediately."

The Holy Spear nodded.
Chapter completed!