"That's just a bait to lie to you to retrieve the lost dragon blood from me. Don't always think about problems in a self-righteous way. Little guy, use your morality to measure that creatures lower than you are self-righteous, and
It would be stupid to measure creatures higher than you. If a mouse thinks you are mean and thinks you don't meet its standards, would you care?" Morrier touched his chin and made a thoughtful expression.
"And in a sense, you should have died. And it's not that I think you should have died, but that Akibad thinks you should have died."
"What?" He heard Morrier's words clearly, but he was just more confused by his senses.
"Do you know what this Akibad seal is? Do you think he can deal with me easily with the power of a human being?" Morrier pointed to the black gem in the center of the magic circle. "That was him with himself
At the cost of half of the magic power and half of his elf lover's life, the soul power in the dark star was activated, and then a seal that I could not even break."
"Only after practicing Akibad's meditation with the dark will guardian, who has the mark of the dark star in his eye-like body, after practicing Akibad's meditation, all his essence and blood can release part of the power of the seal." Moli
Er pointed to the frozen entrance of the cave at the top of the cave. "That passage was specially arranged by Akibad. He told me that the person who came down from this passage was the necromancer who had practiced his meditation skills.
Kibad left this road. He wanted me to kill the people who came down from this road."
"You have completely practiced his meditation, and even if you accept the imprint, you will only merge with the dark will in it." Morriel sighed without regret, looking at Asa with a pity."
You actually have the vitality of the World Tree Leaf like Akibad. It is simply the best key to open the Seal Field. It's a pity... the details on your key are completely reversed..."
"It turns out that I want to cut off your head, but I still have a good impression of you. So I only cut your wrist and found that your blood had no effect of removing the seal...
You have really good luck.”
Asa stood in a daze, stunned. Then he suddenly sat down.
"So, please tell me what's going on." Asa looked at Morrier, with no more anger, fear, confusion and other things in her eyes. "As long as you tell me and let me understand, I will do it at your disposal.
”
"Hehe, interesting little guy." Morriel looked at Asa, with a look of interest in her eyes. She thought for a moment and nodded. "Okay. Since you are useless to me, then it's really true.
I can consider giving you some rewards, I can tell you something. However, you must tell me something before. There have been years since humans have not been talking to me."
"What do you want to know?" Asa asked.
"The Central Mountains...No, in your words, it should be on the high ground near the Sandfez Mountains. A large orc tribe should have been established."
Asa was stunned and nodded: "Are you talking about Ou Fu? Yes. But that's not a tribe, it's already a big city."
"Ou Fu?" Moril sneered coldly, and a strong yellow airflow rushed out of her mouth. "But the beast slaves who gathered with giant blood actually borrowed the name of the giant territory.
.The reptiles named Sedelos were really arrogant.
"Do you know Lord Sedelos?" Asa was stunned.
"I am a knowledgeable guy. I know a lot. I came to talk to me more than ten years ago. But the reptile is better begging me not to see him again." Moril paused, as if thinking about it.
, then continued. "He should have a companion, a half-elves, black eyes, and from a human perspective, he is probably strong. Do you know him?"
"I know, and I'm very familiar with it." Asa nodded.
"Moriel is not dead..." Sedelos frowned and his fingers hit the tabletop. The desk with the black-scented sandalwood made a monotonous sound. This was the high-end wood transported from the depths of the clear scorpion swamp.
, In other parts of the mainland, these are materials used to make jewelry, and the price is relatively high in gold.
The High Priest Tima stood at the table, his huge body was like a hill in front of Sedelos.
"Where is Lancelot, the Knight of the Templar?" Sedelos asked.
"Escape."
"Escape? How could it be, the scroll I gave you..." Seedros was full of shock.
"The scroll should have been used completely. Although the Marquez priest I sent to was not very strong, there was no problem with adaptability and wit. But I don't know why, they all escaped in the end. There was a Templar Knight.
When our clan attacked the black elves, he used a forbidden spell scroll."
"Is it a purgatory paradise? That scroll can almost be regarded as a treasure of the glorious castle. I didn't expect Magnus to be willing to..." Sey and Los' expressions were a little strange. He naturally knew that the church had this powerful magic scroll in his hand.
It was also one of his biggest concerns about the church. Now that this scroll has been used in Negan, he could breathe a sigh of relief, but he also knew that since the Pope was willing to use it, there must be a reason to use it.
"At that time, we were fighting fiercely with the army of black elves, and tens of thousands of people were destroyed under the forbidden curse. Our elite troops had almost been lost. Not only that, there was a great magic wing that sneaked into our rear and slaughtered the porcelain.
The women, children and cubs also destroyed the temple of the Horn Demon…” The High Priest Tima was silent for a while, closed his eyes, as if he was brewing or hesitating. Then he opened his eyes, sighed and said, “This
I'm here for something this time I want to ask you to do a favor..."
Sederos, without any hesitation, answered simply: "No problem, my friend. Just ask if you have any requests."
"After this, Morriel will never let my tribe and harlots go. I and the harlots chief Basil Ray have escaped from Negan and come to the ground. But we have no place to go..."
"No problem, my friend." Sedelos still didn't hesitate at all. This old man, who was as capable as a young man, now acted as straightforward and righteous as a young man. "Ou Fu has enough now
The resources and land can accommodate friends of any race. Moreover, our system is loose and free enough, and there is absolutely no xenophobic belief and concept of the church kingdom. Since we are all ogres, werewolfs, orcs, how can we
Will you care about the Tauren and the Hawks?".
The High Priest Tima seemed to have never expected Sedelos to be so straightforward. He was stunned for a moment, and then he bent down and saluted the old man in front of him, saying in a grateful voice: "The Horn Demon is above, yours
Friendship will definitely win the respect and gratitude of all the taurens, in our eyes, even all human beings
Not as good as you."
"You're welcome, my friend. It's just a slight effort to our years of friendship." Sedelos smiled slightly.
"But..." The High Priest Tima hesitated for a moment, let out a lighter voice, and continued. "Where is that person...Moriel's adopted son...Gru...?"
The high priest's voice was very low, and his heavy voice actually used a whisper tone. There was no one else in the huge city lord's office. It was not that he deliberately lowered his voice, but that
When this person thinks of this person, he is a natural rebuttal from the bottom of his heart, as if he is afraid of touching something dangerous.
Sedelos looked in his eyes, looked at the ceiling and thought for a while and replied with a smile: "It shouldn't matter, everything Ni wants has nothing to do with him."
"Then...whether he is now? Do you need to inform him first?" the high priest breathed some relief and asked.
"He is not in Oufu, and he has been in the Sandfez Mountains for a while."
"San and Fez Mountains? There..."
"Actually, if it weren't for your time being too tight, if you could take a while, this action would never have failed." Sedelos suddenly sighed.
"Why?"
"Because there is enough time, what I can give you is not just a gravity field and a fire bomb, but ten." Although Sedelos' tone was very plain, he also had unconcealed disappointment.
And regret. "The tactics of precision calculation and scrutiny are certainly art and my favorite way, but I have to admit that sometimes savage bombardment is the truly effective and safe way."
The High Priest Tima did not speak, but just opened his mouth wide and looked at Sedelos in front of Feng.
He was already surprised when he took the scrolls from Sedelos who had quietly visited. Whether it was the thunder bomb or the elemental summon, they were all treasures that ordinary magicians regarded as treasures.
The top scroll, not to mention the space locks and gravity fields that he had never seen before, were priceless treasures...