"Good night, Apostle of the Four Pillars." The representative of the night elves is also a familiar face. Artis, Malik's former envoy, created countless half-elf hybrids under his instruction. The most famous one is Altis. Claudia is listed as the most wanted criminal in the Silver Empire. From a low-level noble to the lord of a city, in addition to the night elf's usual cunning and shrewdness, Artis also has excellent insight. He never mentioned the expulsion of Lorelei, and did not get close to Link. His attitude There is no distinction between humility and respect, and the choice is just right, especially in terms of titles. He is neither the well-known Son of Nature nor a simple and vague Your Excellency, but an apostle who has chosen the four pillars. It low-key points out that Link is beyond the ordinary Son of Nature. He is immediately distinguished from the other Sons of Nature who are present together. A deliberate compliment, but the intention is self-evident. "Long time no see, City Lord." Link nodded slightly in return. His eyes crossed the night elves and looked at the other representative of the Chaos camp who was going with him - Shaman Rogo, the eldest among the orcs and the one who restarted the Anti-Undead Alliance. One of the witnesses and conclusioners of the agreement, mature and prudent, it was expected that he would be selected as a representative. Feeling that he was inferior to the night elves in terms of negotiation, the old orc bowed slightly and entered silent mode, with no intention of speaking. Seeing that Rogge had no intention to speak, Link turned his gaze back to Artis: "Tell me, the purpose of Diamos sending you here. I have just set a ban on this Hall of Mirrors, so don't violate Lorelai's rules. If you make the same mistake and are expelled again, be careful of being angered by the demon god. "Even though he had heard about it, but he heard the son of nature directly calling the demon god, Artis, who had the power of all directions, froze for a few seconds and lost consciousness. Realizing that he had lost his composure, he raised a smile to cover up: "My lord has given instructions for us to provide full assistance." "His answer was really flawless, what a cunning old man. Neither the god to whom he was commanded was named, nor the god to be fought against was mentioned. Link didn¡¯t like intrigues the most, so he had no intention of playing word games with the night elves, so he stopped arguing on this topic. Even if it's just a temporary alliance, the evil camp can be a great help in the fight against the undead. But Francesca's face darkened and she asked him if he wanted to associate with evil? "The four pillars belong to the three factions, so why should they be together?" Even if he wanted to fulfill the self-sacrifice of the high priest, Link would not delay his business: "The most important thing now is to fight against the undead. Evil chaos is also a living thing. And we have a common enemy, the God of Death." The word "right now" was deliberately emphasized to remind the chief priest not to forget that the undead are their biggest threat. "What the Son of Nature said is absolutely correct. The expansion of Death is not only targeting humans. Even night elves and orcs are also shrouded in the shadow of death. Once the surface is conquered, it will be the turn of the dark tribe living underground. "Different from the ethereal elegance of natural elves, the voices of night elves are softer and darker, like poisonous snakes spitting messages in the dark. Although no one dared to publicly agree with his postscript, most of the participants had already accepted it in their hearts. This fact. The chief priest turned his attention to the only human representative present. Since the Dawn Sect represents the sun god rather than humans, the right to speak for humans falls on Orlando, who holds the title of Archduke Kronberg. "Do you think so too? Mr. Kronberg." After digesting and accepting the astonishing fact that Link was Belfast, Orlando also returned to his usual calm rationality: "The undead are the enemies of all living creatures. Now that the high priest has proposed that the situation has changed and he wants to overthrow the previous agreement, I once again swear on behalf of myself and Kronberg that we will fight as a member of the Anti-Undead Alliance until the God of Death is completely defeated. " Link still maintains a handshake. His hands tightened involuntarily. Why do you have to go to this step, Francesca Do you know that the god you believe in has already planned to exterminate mankind. The gods are so cruel, especially to the first generation who do not need believers. To them, you are just pawns to interfere in the material world. Even if the situation forces him, Chen Xi, who claims to be impartial, will not forgive his believers for their betrayal. But Link can only think about these thoughts in his mind and cannot say them out. In a world where gods are respected, weak humans can only survive by relying on the blessings of gods. After taking a deep breath, Link asked in a voice that was incredibly calm to him: "So, what about your statement? High Priest, is the oath to continue the alliance made yesterday still valid? Or, have you changed your mind after one night? Just Because the participation of the chaotic camp will put the human beings who have lost the protection of the morning light and are in danger? But don't forget that human beings are not like other creatures that are assigned to faith at birth. They can switch to new gods at any time. " These words are to the point. Every word is heartbreaking, and even through the magic projection, you can feel the anger radiating from the high priest's body. "Is this a threat?" Francesca's low voice seemed to be brewing a storm. As the earthly spokesperson of the God of Light, had she ever received such a question that was equivalent to an insult? As the only religion established in the material world among the first generation, how could the Dawn Sect have ever been so looked down upon? Never since its inception! Even though she had decided to sacrifice herself and bear all the guilt and punishment for her successor, Francesca still could not suppress her inner anger. "Just reminding you, we all know that this is a fact. The chief priest only needs to make a choice. Should he save face and stick to his faith and never ally with the chaotic camp and cause destruction? Or should he temporarily put aside his prejudices to fight for opportunities in the future and fight against the undead together? "Compared to you and most gods, the choice I gave is quite lenient" "A lenient choice? Hahaha It's clear that I only have one way to go." There was a determination in his laughter that sent chills down the spine. ¡°Wait a minute, Link¡ª¡± Francesca and Link were startled at the sudden interjection of a voice. The mirror next to the high priest lit up, and the images of Alysina and Nahum were projected on it. The two of them were not as good as the high priest. Although they were the second or third figures in the sect, they were far from qualified to attend. "Nonsense!" Francesca's condemning eyes were directed at Alysina. Although she was not qualified to attend, she knew exactly how to enter the Hall of Mirrors. Without the help of the great priest, Nahum himself could not. Enter. "How many people are in charge of your sect? Or have you stepped down and given up the position of high priest to the already determined successor?" Link also doesn't want Nahum to get involved, Francesca no matter what There is no way to escape accountability for improper handling. Whether it is to retain the strength of the Dawn Sect or for future considerations, Nahum will be the new high priest. This is the only purpose that Link and Francesca share. . "Our lord Dawn is the god of justice and will never allow believers to abandon their faith and join other gods. Doing so is tantamount to driving mankind to a dead end. Even if you win the battle against the undead, humanity will still suffer after Dawn returns. Punishment." As soon as he spoke, his sleeve was gently tugged by Alysina behind him. She was reminding Nahum that Link was different, whether it was the power he had now, or the relationship between him and Chen Xi. Now that they are on opposite sides, he, Nahum, and the Dawn Sect are no longer the allies who supported each other in the past. Link¡¯s thoughts were dazed for a moment, he glanced at Orlando and Vera, and let out an almost imperceptible sigh. It¡¯s been almost a year since I came to this fantasy world. I¡¯ve met a lot of people, but I¡¯ve really made friends with very few. This rigid and stubborn knight was not his liking at all, and Link never thought that he would become friends with Nahum, whom he once regarded as an annoyance. Because of the change in identity, this is the only one who is still willing to treat each other as friends and equals "Then you mean to completely separate humans from the battle against the undead and hide in the safety of the rear? Well, okay Proposal, I said last time that humans should give up fertile areas. Other species have stayed underground or in the south for long enough. Whoever has the greatest merit in the battle should be allowed to live in the Central Continent. After all, the capable ones will live there forever. "The law." As soon as these words came out, not only the dwarves, orcs, and night elves, but even Iris, the representative of the glow elves, changed their expressions. He didn't mean to expand his territory, but he felt that Link was really interfering in worldly affairs, and he was afraid that he would be punished by Zhu. Nahum was stunned and couldn't recover for a long time. What happened on this day not only subverted his understanding, but also made his position with the Dawn Sect subtle and awkward. The high priest is the person Nahum admires the most. He took office at the time of the crisis of the undead invasion and shouldered the responsibilities that should have been borne by the human royal family. He has worked hard for forty years and never slackened off for a moment. It can be said that he saved the crisis of human extinction. It¡¯s not an exaggeration. Link, on the other hand, is an alternative that he has never seen before. He is lazy and casual, and unreliable at first glance. But after getting along with him, he is more straightforward than the people who wear masks because of his camp, position, and stance. He is a truly good person. . Now, these two people he respects and admires are fighting each other for their respective positions. Their original intention is not for themselves. How can he not regret this? There was silence in the Hall of Mirrors. Everyone waited with bated breath. However, a long time passed and nothing happened. Link sneered: "Why, do you think I will touch the bottom line of the column because of what I just said? It seems that you haven't understood the meaning of my existence as a son of nature specially found from another world, just to fight against the God of Death. Hicks! As for intervening in the mortal world what is the misconception that makes you think that the sons of nature who have fallen or lost their favor in history are not recognized by the pillars because of their ambitions and behaviors? Only Zhu is qualified to judge whether what he did is right or wrong. I¡¯m really fed up with you guys. You¡¯ve been shouting too much all day long.Interference means shouting that the bottom line cannot be touched. This is not allowed, and that is not allowed. The so-called strongest angel is just a joke in appearance. Am i right? Bray. "