Chapter five hundred and six emotional cleanliness
Ever since Don Quixote took away Elastra's remnant soul, Ulysses kept thinking that when he regained consciousness and untied the knot of Elastra's first sentence
What should he say, but when he saw Elaszhuo sitting there, he found that none of the words in his heart were suitable for the current occasion. Finally, he could only kneel on Elaszhuo's
In front of her, she reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"You have been doing well over the years." Even though I read Ulysses' memory for almost thousands of years since then, I still asked even though I read through the river of time, as if I were fast forward.
After this sentence.
"Sloppy," Ulysses pulled out a handkerchief from his arms. This was a habit he had when he got old. He liked to carry such an object with him and handed it to Elastra. Ulysses slightly shook his eyes after he handed it to Elasscho.
He sighed, "Relieve the curse of the dragon clan, and come back with me. I have renovated the flower room for you, exactly the same as before, and even the plants have not changed."
"Forget it." Holding the handkerchief, Elaszhuo did not wipe his face, but turned his head away, "Some things have passed, and you have your life now, your wife, I
I won't hold a grudge against you anymore, but I think we may never go back to the past."
"Is it really impossible to go back?" There is a rare thing that Ulysses did not try to convince this woman like other couples. In fact, no one in this world knows more about Eraszor than Ulysses.
She is a woman who never jokes about emotions. This is also when the fake Elastra told Ulysses that she was going to kill Sylvia, he would take it seriously, so when Elass was
When Zhuo really said this, Ulysses could only make sure of it at the end. Looking forward to it was just a joke by Elasszhuo.
Of course, in a sense, if Elaszhuo really refuses to come back, it would be a good thing. Sylvia is with him for thousands of years of life. To be honest, he really can't give up.
This family affection, especially after knowing that the poor and silly Sylvia himself was just a chess piece to be used.
"Ha," Elaszhuo chuckled. She also knew each other and knew Ulysses' choice, so she nodded decisively, "Don't forget, she has cursed the dragon clan for thousands of years.
It’s me, even if I want to come back, I’m afraid that your tribe members will not accept me. It’s been a difficult time that your dragon clan has restored a glimmer of hope for recovery…”
As she spoke, Elaszhuo cried again, of course this time she was crying with a smile, because she finally found an excuse for herself to stay away from Ulysses. She seemed to have an emotional obsession with her illness and could not accept her.
Men have another woman, which is also a personality that most elves will show, and of course there are exceptions. For example, one of Don Quixote's wife, Arthur Pandri, but this is a kind of intertwined factor.
result.
"Then where are you going in the future?"
"I am a wandering elf. I once wandered here, but now I should continue wandering."
"Then...well," Ulysses helped Elaszor up after taking a deep breath, "But I welcome you at any time. If one day you are tired and tired,
I'm still waiting for you to come back."
"Thank you," said a politely distance, Elaszhuo closed his eyes slightly. Even though she was in a state of confusion at the moment, she still did not forget Don Quixote's request, so after a moment,
She opened her eyes in disbelief and stared at Ulysses, "The curse... there is no way to lift it!"
Don Quixote must have discussed this with Ulysses first, so he secretly sighed that this woman's acting skills were perfect, so he cooperated with a surprised expression.
Then he looked at Don Quixote not far away, "His Excellency Iger, what's going on?"
"Can't be relieved?" Don Quixote came to Elastra with a suspicion, stretched out a hand and gently placed it on Elastra's head. His smooth hair was directly
After passing through Don Quixote's finger, it slid down like flowing water, and then a divine power that was so huge that everyone wanted to kneel down and worship once again came out through his body. Obviously, this was just another show.
After a long time, Don Quixote pulled his hand back with a deep face, "It seems that something is wrong. The curse vine seems to have merged into the rules of the world, even if I turn Ms. Elastra
The roots here are broken, and the other curse vines can still be attached to the rules of the world, absorb nutrients, and continue to curse the dragon clan."
"What should I do?" The expression on Ulysses's face suddenly became 'very ugly'. "If this curse really became the rule of the big world, then wouldn't our dragon clan have no place to turn over in this life?"
"This matter..." Don Quixote also pondered, "I can only ask for help from the great God of Reincarnation. I believe that the goddess will keep her promise and help you dragon clan!"
At this moment, the dragons on the square were in a roller coaster mood. Obviously, they may not care whether the dragon clan can pass on it. After all, life is selfish, but they must care about choosing the day as the dragon.
This is unavoidable. Even if they themselves don't want to, Ulysses will enforce it. So after hearing that the vines seemed to merge into the rules of the world, the dragons' hearts were cold. These things were gone.
After any polishing, the race that has gained unrivaled power is actually fragile. When he heard Don Quixote ask for help from the goddess of reincarnation, his heart once again raised his throat. Obviously, this
Maybe it was their last expectation.
Don Quixote, who saw all this, smiled a few times. Obviously, the more emotional the dragon clan is, the easier it is to control it. If these dragons are like the prehistoric dragon clan, Don Quixote would not have it.
It is so easy to do all this. Even if you don’t talk about life and death, the dragon clan in that world cannot be fooled by Don Quixote by randomly making dragon meat on the chopping board. Then he waved his hand and became a chosen person of the God of Reincarnation.
The symbolic sickle of reincarnation appeared in his hand. The complete sickle of reincarnation was more than one person tall, with a long metal handle that was pitch black and kind, and a sickle blade that was about one third of the length of the handle.
There are two blood grooves on the blade, which look particularly cunning.
In fact, since Don Quixote obtained this sickle projection, he has not used it for many years. The reason is very simple. Osilis gave him too much authority. Basically, it can be said that
I almost gave up the God of Death to Don Quixote. That is, the right to directly talk to the World Tree. All other rights in the underworld can be used as long as Don Quixote can use it, so it is
The Scythe of Reincarnation used to execute the power of the voters has become a token. As for taking it out today, it is to support the scene and also protect the secret of his relationship with Osilis. He has not forgotten that he was
He also spitted phlegm at Hera, the goddess of nature.
"The great goddess of reincarnation, your most loyal servant calls you and ask for your coming!"
The third time in a day was shocked by divine power. The true god, which was rarely seen for hundreds or thousands of years, appeared one after another today. The dragons seemed to be a little numb, just staring blankly at the center of the square, still floating
The god of reincarnation in the air, Osilis, is just as vaguely visible than the peerless face of the goddess of time, wrapped in a misty black fog. Osilis, who is faintly visible, cannot see her face clearly. Or rather, it is pitch black.
There was only a trace of divine power under the cloak, not even a physical body. "What should I do if the humble elect?"
"Return to the great God of Reincarnation," Don Quixote held a sickle in his hand, and half-kneeled, and told Osilis word for what happened just now. "I think that, this kind of thing can only happen.
Only the great goddess Osilis can do it.”
"I know," another faint majesty voice was filled with coldness. Osilis slowly floated to Elastra, and a misty black air stretched out from Osilis like tentacles.
Come out, turn around Elaszhuo's body for several times, and finally pierces her forehead directly. Elaszhuo has no special feeling about this. After all, the whole thing is just the true god in front of her.
It's just a self-direction and self-acting.
However, the other dragons didn't think so, because they clearly saw that as Osilis's power was injected into Elastra's forehead, a dark black appeared behind Elastra's back as Osilis's power was injected into Elastra's forehead.
Yes, even if the distance is so far, it emits a dead and cold vine. This vine starts on Elaszor's forehead and ends in the sky, like a black thread between heaven and earth
Of course, this is actually the result of Osilis using his divine power to realize the vine that was parasitic on the rules of the world. At this point, Osilis glanced at Don Quixote, and Don Quixo
De said to Ulysses in a sympathetic manner, "The great God of Reincarnation said that this vine has been completely entangled with the rules. If it is forcibly destroyed, it will cause immeasurable damage to the world."
"But," said Don Quixote, after looking around, he said lightly, "The great God of Reincarnation can pay some price to modify this vine. Similarly, this modification also requires your dragon clan to pay extra
The price is that from now on, only the dragon of the goddess of reincarnation, Osilis, and only after the power of faith reaches a certain standard, can you obtain the right to give birth. If you agree, the goddess of reincarnation will give this vine
Pull it out of Ms. Elastra and transfer it to the underworld.”
"Return to the great goddess of reincarnation," Ulysses said after a moment of 'thinking', "We are grateful for the ability to free our dragon clan from the cruel choice of choice, so we are willing!"
This time, Ulysses did not ask the dragon below, but just clicked them in words. He disagreed. In the future, you will all be forced to death. If you agree, you will at least be able to get a happy old age, so I heard that Yu
After the loud voice of Reiss, all the dragons present also roared with awareness. For a moment, the entire Silver Moon City was wrapped in the high-pitched and vast dragon roar, as if celebrating the torture of the giant.
The curse of the Dragon Clan for thousands of years is finally about to disappear!
Seeing this, Osilis nodded slightly. A jade-like hand stretched out from the misty black gas, grabbed the vine, and then pulled it violently, accompanied by Elastra's
With a scream, the black vines connected to the world were pulled into the underworld, and there was no trace of them...
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"This is the temple and all the detailed drawings of the altar," after both parties completed their agreement, Don Quixote handed over the drawings of the altar he designed to reincarnate at Ulysses's home.
, "Sin Moon City is the headquarters of the Temple of Reincarnation, please be sure to make it meticulously according to the drawings. As for other things after this, after the temple is built, I will come and discuss it with you in detail."
"Please rest assured by God," because he has surrendered to the Temple of Reincarnation, the way Ulysses calls Don Quixote has also changed. "We will inevitably give our all our might to repay the kindness of the great goddess Osilis, and
Firm our faith!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. Read.)