"Oh, Edward..."

The half-elf raised her head and looked at the sarcastic curve of Edward's mouth, and the smile seemed familiar, but a little strange, with some cold smell. She couldn't help but blink her eyes, and then she realized that the man in front of her was no different from what she looked like on weekdays.

Or, is it an illusion? The half-elf shook her head, as if she wanted to throw the flash of thought out of that moment out of her mind, and then continued to ask: "Well, anyway, it's so strange, why does something become incredibly simple when it comes to you?"

"Because it is a simple question, right?" He didn't notice the confusion of the half-elf, but was amused by her questions. Edward reached out and pinched the smooth forehead that was close to him: "You itchy. You're better off moving here. Don't encounter the Shime thing, and you'll scream in surprise."

"I'm worried about you, and the metaphor that His Majesty Bellena passed to me is quite formal, which shows that this time the matter is quite troublesome. Don't forget that you are someone else's husband, and it is natural for your wife to care about her husband's safety...

When did this come out?

Edward couldn't help laughing, but after thinking about it, he didn't refute anything. In fact, now, the relationship between her and him is almost the same as that of a couple, or the difference is just that wedding?

Ah, if you say this, there are really many girls who have reached this level of relationship with him... Did she also owe them a formal explanation? But even if she wants to explain, can the other party really accept it? Especially Elena, who has always followed the law, if she learns the truth, what attitude would she use to treat herself?

Maybe he turned around and left without saying a word...or, a slash of evil slashes that cut off the scum of the heart?

"Edward?"

"Ah. It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something... By the way, if you have time, you should go and pray and ask me about Elena and Ashari's whereabouts. I don't want to worry when trouble comes to me.

"I just knew you were thinking about women! Hum!"

After blinking, the worries on the little girl's face disappeared in an instant. She raised her thin brows and began to use her brain cells. Unfortunately, it was from the perspective that Edward didn't want: "Ah, and that's fine, Sister Elena, let me ask the goddess, what's going on with your magic teacher? Didn't she stay here? Why did she suddenly run away? You are in a hurry to find him back? Is there something I don't know about? Is there any conspiracy? Hum?"

“…Don’t think about it all!”

"What kind of random thoughts? From the beginning, I think you are a little wrong with her. It's the words of Sister Elena. I can forgive it. If you say that rotten sweet melon, it's fine, but you guy is really endless? When did you hook up with her again? Right, it's like that queen, I didn't see it at first sight. You..."

He climbed on Edward like a large koala. The corners of the half-elf's mouth were raised lightly, and his two tiger teeth were shining with a pointed light: "Don't underestimate a magic spellcaster, Edward. Although I'm not that good at it, I have mastered some things like prophecy. If you tell me honestly, I may be able to keep my promises..."

"God's trust, although you haven't used these methods, you are still far from the inquiry methods of the seniors in the bureau!"

"What is a thousand cups in orange? Is it a human? It doesn't sound like a good person?"

"What are you thinking? Nonsense, what does it mean to not sound like a good person? Remember, just one adjective can solidify a person's impression. This is something that only those narrow-minded and negative-minded losers do. You'd better not be so gz..."

"I don't understand what you are saying! Forget it, since you don't have to worry about you, I'll be much more relaxed. Well, by the way, Aunt Tomira's dried tofu seems to be getting better and better recently, almost the same as what you did. Let's help her taste it and make progress today, but it's better."

Don't worry...?

Seeing the little girl disappearing at the door, Edward couldn't help but sigh softly.

In the absence of mutual trust, the best choice for individuals is often not the best choice for groups, and vice versa. So if the strongest god cannot guarantee that he will definitely gain benefits when facing him Edward, or even cannot guarantee his own safety, then they must at least not dare to challenge him so easily.

This is indeed true. After all, no matter how hypocritical every god is, he has abandoned the physical emotions and desires in exchange for the existence of power and eternal life. He probably will not miss any opportunity to plunder more divine characters and divine power, because it also represents the growth of power. Among a group of opponents who are also eyeing each other, there must be few guys who will be stupid enough to ignore everything like Chiawen Sari. Even the so-called alliance may not allow them to gather more power.

Eternal time will be simple in their desires. Thousand years are just a vague time for them, but they are all the same beasts, never lacking patience and malice, waiting for both the opponent and the Allies to suffer...

However, the Prisoner's Dilemma... is just a theory of possibility, and it is still far from truly solving the problem.

After all, there are a hundred people, and there are also many gods in this world. There is really no guarantee that there will be no one among them who will not play according to common sense. Especially according to some legends, there are many madmen and other people among the evil gods, and there are many ambitions. Even the power of the Creator God often looks at it. If Edward is sure to ensure that they will not make unexpected actions, it is really unless he becomes a god and must be a great immortal like fighting in the Three Realms.

Unfortunately, there are probably no natural monsters that pop up from stones in this world. In fact, among the previous hosts of the royal power, there are not only powerful existences like the Lich Yingkebuquros, but also elves like Hilo, who also have such capital to deal with the gods.

But from the result, they eventually failed and disappeared into history.

Therefore, in almost 99% of the possibility that Edward could have imagined, he belonged to the divine power, the church, the secular minions, the number advantage... the gods had too many more chips than him. Now, every step he took was destined to walk on the gap of the blade. With just a little negligence, the result was that ten deaths were not alive.

And the most critical issue is that his power is not strong enough. It is far from strong enough...

ha……

Why is it that I die, not you?

He sighed indecisively. The psychic wise man raised his gaze and it was already here. Worrying is meaningless, even if he was worried that he was white-haired overnight... Well, in fact, he was already covered in white hair.

The turning thoughts made Edward's mouth lightly lit.

Whether it is Yingkebuguros, Hilo, the past users of the royal power. They are powerful mages, but can they really be compared with their time traveler who has carried the essence of civilization for thousands of years and at least part of it?

Isn’t it just to become stronger? Two months ago, I could imagine what I have achieved now? But all of that happened naturally in his hands? Who can be sure that in the next time, I will really not be able to break a path from this predicament?

The God of Destiny? Whether it is luck or bad luck... it is just luck. The god Taiji, who can control his destiny, has long disappeared and does not exist in this world!

Then, let’s try this bet with a 100 million yuan.

In fact, what is there to be afraid of? Even if you fail, you may not be even more bleaker than your previous life, right? Even if you fail, the worst is death. Although the soul may be worse than death, the greatest possibility is to be imprisoned in a staff. Compared with the death that was permanently empty, this is not even terrible.

Fortunately, before the truth was revealed, he had at least some time to prepare for whatever Rose was planning, and he would not easily reveal his existence in a short period of time. It seemed that she was preparing to take a knife behind her back. The usual incarnation of gods should be unable to do anything to Edward now, and may even be regarded as nourishment by the psychic warlock, so what is considered should be those peeking and attacks from ordinary things.

Shaking his head and standing up, Edward reached out and opened his dimensional hole.

Take out a star crown.

It was a two-little finger-sized metal, which formed a slightly overlapping ring. The red appearance looked a little like red copper, but it was brighter. There seemed to be flames flowing in the light, and six bright red crystals were evenly arranged. When the psychic warlock put it on his forehead, the flashing luster seemed to make his cheeks covered with blood.

The mind flowed, and the spiritual energy in the crown was communicated, and then Edward couldn't help but sigh.

This star crown called Fire Destruction... focuses more on attacks, energy balls, energy cones, energy missiles, and energy shocks, which are all very good killing spiritual energy, and also has a supernatural power to save lives. It is considered a good treasure. However, in terms of level, it is not as good as Edward likes the star crown called Time Magic.

After all, that is a rare high-level product among the psychic creations. Although the number of additional three psychic energy is not large, the power of time jumping and time acceleration is enough to rank first level of treasure, especially the last psychic energy called Eternal Body, which is as high as nine levels, which can help the user completely ignore any attack in a few seconds. Although the internally stored psychic energy points have consumed more than a quarter of the battles, they are still rare treasures.

But now it is meaningless to say this, because the star crown has been lost in the previous battle.

The power of gods is really not something that ordinary people can easily resist. Every thunderous attack is accompanied by powerful divine power. Although Edward only got one attack, it was enough to make all the magical items on him influenced by the resonant energy.

The physical injuries can be repaired, but the magic robe that Yingkebuguros traded with the devil for more than a month has been broken into cloth shavings. Not only that, heavier boots, invisible bracelets, return belts, several rings, and even the lightning staff on the belt that is also exquisitely made by the devil, the star crown that sucks monster creations on the head, and the spiritual frontal eye with a full-domain vision are all spared!

Moreover, this is not an ordinary damage, but was directly blown into star dust by the riot of magic, and even the possibility of repair was not saved.

In fact, it may be that this psychic energy was unintentionally activated under that extreme situation that was the main reason why Edward escaped death... Unfortunately, even if Edward's ability was enhanced by the fusion technique, it did not increase to the level of using level nine psychic energy. Otherwise, with this psychic energy, he could at least ensure that he could remain invincible within a few rounds.

The previous battles suffered a lot of losses.

It is certainly impossible to resist the God's strike without paying some price. But this price is too huge. In order to defend against strong enemies, Edward prepared to improve it. The equipment in his body is the strongest. Therefore, the total value of these objects that burst into powder is at least more than hundreds of thousands of gold coins!

Well, or in the loss, two psychic stones that store the fusion technique need to be added, which is almost a priceless thing.

If it were a few months ago, such a huge loss would probably be enough to make him cry and cause a lifetime of spiritual trauma... But even now, the loss of these things would be enough to make him feel so painful.

Or a blessing in disguise. That is, the deformed skin is more adaptable. Although it has also been pierced with dozens of holes, the soft and sticky appearance is almost immediately closed and pasted without any damage. What is more interesting is that the explosion ball wrapped around his wrist is also spared. Although it exploded, it was immediately closed and generated, which reduced a little insignificant loss.

In addition, when closed, the portable dimension hole is basically in another dimension, and no attack can cause damage to it. Fortunately, this time I went to the dark area for combat purposes. Edward did not bring a dimensional bag, otherwise the loss would be even greater. The damage of these two things will cause the content to fly around without exception, which is undoubtedly a sad ending that makes people die.

Reluctance to what you have lost is just a sign of stupidity, not to mention,

Should we trade with those octopus heads and find a theory to exchange for more suitable weapons?

However, Edward quickly shook his head and stole the royal power sealed in that city last time, and the battle with Ariele also made the city with the octopus heads a mess. At least many white octopuses died in that chaos. Although most of the destruction was made by those gods, it is difficult to guarantee that when one of the participants appeared again, they would not adjust the exchange ratio to the highest level. What's more, the last time he threw out the String Universe theory in order to directly shock them. For a moment, Edward couldn't remember any more attractive gimmicks that could be used as bargaining chips for exchange.

Or you can find another gathering place for octopus heads to sell it for a second time? Unfortunately, those things are considered ethnic minorities in the dark areas.

Uh, wait (

This time, there should be a large number of divine powers absorbed.

Even if the strength increases, the same

The harvest should be considered quite large, he has crossed that threshold.

Level 8...that is real, equivalent to the power of the great mage level. When you reach this level, the psychic warlock has gained some of the ability to interfere with things, such as the distorted reality in the eight-ring psychic energy...that is the power that has transcended the constraints of mortal objects.

The body no longer belongs to you, but in front of you there is a pure white or pure black. In short, there is no specific or active image...

Here is pure darkness, with faint water waves under your feet, Edward walked on the water surface. There was no light, but he could see everything clearly, and then the light suddenly appeared!

Maybe he moved, maybe the light moved, who knows, in this place, except for the water surface under his feet, he completely lost the sense of distance.

I just knew that the light appeared in front of him, and it didn't seem abrupt at all, as if it was natural as ever.

It was a cloud of light and mist, and countless scattered stars outlined a vague, intermittent, incoherent pattern, and an extremely complex three-dimensional pattern. The pattern seemed to contain the truth of all things in the world and the origin of everything. When you see it, you cannot look away your eyes and fall deeply into it and cannot extricate yourself!

As if he had discovered that his mind had been lost in it, Edward forced himself to withdraw his gaze. Despite his reluctance, he forced himself to turn his head and not look at the pattern emitting fatal temptation. (To be continued...)
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