Lesatos walked out of the demiplane gate and flew into the misty airspace of the Tia Forest. So far, the plan is going well. Unicorns tear apart the elves' defenses, and weapons open channels for trade. In just half a month, the relationship between the royal family of Gallan Nord and the dragon has become increasingly tight, and the tension with the temple has also skyrocketed. It’s time to slow down. The mission of elves is ten times longer than that of humans, and the pace of life is naturally only one-tenth slower. Internal changes that are too drastic can be self-defeating. Lesatos lowered his altitude to avoid a dense rain cloud. Creatures with the attribute of fire do not like humid air. As soon as he lowered his head, the gray-green figure of the Elf Ranger flashed across the forest. They are sentinels tracking the dragon, but their mission here should be to escort the Flame Mage to Green City, mainly to prevent the temple personnel from doing "irrational" actions on the way back and forth. When he learned that Orfasius invited him, Lesatos was a little surprised. The chief priest, or the one standing behind him, was more decisive than he expected. But the dragon went happily, and he also needed the opportunity to deeply understand the power of the lord of rituals, and why a true god did not grant the priest magical powers. Whether he is unwilling or unable, the difference between the two will have a significant impact on Lesatos' plan. Approaching Ludu, he saw the guest ushering team. The royal ceremonial officer waited calmly and calmly. He shouldered important responsibilities. In his opinion, it was ridiculous to have such a huge formation to greet a wild beast, and to even welcome it politely. The arrogant elf said to himself, I am the noble Tia, no matter how ferocious the beast is, it cannot make me lose my dignity. Suddenly, Lesatos blotted out the sun, and the strong wind brought by the dragon's wings distorted the flag. The golden dragon landed with a crash. The elf opened his mouth wide and his knees shook involuntarily, but when he faced the existence that required him to look up at ninety degrees, all his previous heroic words were hidden in the hole of shame. You must know that the only ones who have actually come into contact with Lesatos are Drusilia and Ramesile. The ceremonial officer gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Welcome to you, Flame Mage. I am the official sent by the royal family to lead you. I represent Tia" Lesatos glanced around, and his majestic eyes caused waves of uneasiness and panic. . These elves, the dragon secretly smiled, although their decision-making was decisive, their murder plan was too crude and crude. Lesatos waved his hand to interrupt the long welcome speech of the elf who claimed to be a "royal official". "Lead the way." The ceremonial officer choked, was he exposed? Cold sweat dripped from his forehead. No matter how much mental preparation he made in advance, the pressure of facing the dragon in person was unimaginable. "Okay, okay. Please go this way. The banquet is on the other side of Green City, so we won't pass through the city gate of Broken Star Lake. Your Majesty and the princess have been waiting for a long time." The giant dragon stepped to follow. He was very curious now. A group of What kind of trap can be laid by a priest who can't even cast [Cure Minor Wounds]? I hope it won’t be a ridiculous thing like the Dakeng Ballista. —— —— "Gone? A giant dragon half as tall as the royal watchtower, you tell me it's gone!" Drusilia completely lost her ladylike demeanor and roared at the following rangers. In order to prevent assassinations from the temple, rangers patrol the jungle between the Demiplane Gate and the Green City every 5 miles, and the tableware and food used by the dragons are repeatedly checked to ensure that there are no poisons. But the accident still happened. "The last time we saw Master Huanyan was with the ceremonial officer, and then he disappeared." The princess was stunned. The ceremonial officer was indeed sent by the royal family, but he should be rewarded for this meeting, and the place where he led the guests Not right either. "Traitor" Drushilia gritted her teeth. It was unexpected that the temple had penetrated so deeply. She neatly took off her gorgeous and heavy dress and told her subordinates: "Mage Huiyan is not a flying squirrel. He can only hide such a big target on the west side of Green City, in the private area of ????the temple, where the birth ceremony of the god is held. Immediately. "Repay my father." The ranger said anxiously: "Your Highness! Almost all the guards in the temple are there, you can't go by yourself!" Drusilia took out her short bow, which has never been stained with the blood of living creatures. "Don't worry, the temple will not attack me directly. That is the beginning of the split." Half an hour later, Drusilia and her 100 rangers arrived at the temple's territory. Strangely, there were no guards on the perimeter, so they went straight in. What came into view was the grand altar of the Lord of Ceremonies. Under each of the 12 white jade pillars inscribed with praises stood a high-ranking priest. Under the tallest pillar, the Orfascist high priest knelt down devoutly, completely ignoring the murderous intent. Teng Teng princess. What's happening? There are only a few priests and guards in front of the altar, and other informationThey stood in a line, holding the divine emblem and turning their backs to the princess. From a distance, they could be seen forming a large circle, and the elves in front of them were just a corner of the circle. Intuition told Drushilia that the target was within this circle. "Get out of the way!" "The ceremony of the Supreme Being is ongoing. Even one step into the forbidden area is an insult and blasphemy to our Lord. This will start a war." Drusilia's chest heaved violently, and the anger was not because of The temple uses the same reason as itself. Instead, they are trying their best to kill the future of the elves, while shamelessly using the future to threaten the royal family. The princess estimated that they would just rush in No, the fanatical spirit of these magic sticks would not worry about the civil war, and they would definitely draw their swords and fight back. Tia is already fragile enough, and a split fight can destroy everything. "Spread out the investigation. With such a large scope, there may be omissions." Drusilia was helpless. Even if the Elf King sent all the city guard rangers, the situation would not change. Once again, she could only hope that Lesatos could come out safely. It felt really bad to place her hopes on others. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????? After coughing twice, the cold sweat on the conductor's body was enough to take a bath. He thought it would be easy to make a heroic sacrifice for his faith, as described in the poem, but the process before the heroic sacrifice was really painful. At this time, the dragon suddenly stopped and took another bath. "Master Hui Yan?" the ceremony officer asked in a trembling voice. Lesatos focused on the scene in front of him and ignored him. All the elves, including the priests, could not see anything special, but in the eyes of the dragon with constant [secret vision], there was a huge aura realm in front of it, covering the temple territory in a bowl shape. This aura realm is generally formed temporarily by believers performing large-scale prayer ceremonies at the altar. The majestic power of faith resonates with the gods. Its function is similar to a magic mystery lock, which can form specific area effects, such as expulsion of undead creatures, medical bonus, etc. But the duration is only a few hours. The bailiff was almost going crazy. The first murder in his life was more difficult than he imagined. He couldn't see the aura, but he knew that the dragon stopped outside the dividing line between the sacred object and the divine emblem. Lesatos had only to take one more step forward to complete his mission and escape from this terrifying monster. Lesatos stretched out his front paws, and the ceremonial officer looked happy. Lesatos suddenly retracted his front paws, and the ceremonial officer broke out in sweat. Stretching out again, retracting again, and so on twice, the ceremonial officer collapsed and found that the dragon was playing with him. Lesatos became playful for a moment, lowered his head and asked: "If I flap my wings and fly away now, what will happen to you?" The deacon burst into tears, he was really tired of living. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The entertainment time is over, and I return to the mage's calm thinking mode. There are risks in entering, but traps are also opportunities. The priests of the Lord of Ceremonies do not use divine power, so this may be the only opportunity to deeply understand the divine nature of Nielon. After weighing the pros and cons, and then checking the protective spells on his body and the equipment in his dimensional bag, Lesatos stepped in. At the same time, Orfascism, who was meditating with his eyes closed in the distance, suddenly shouted: "Praise to you! Guardian of elves, beacon of nobles, defender of tradition, teacher of etiquette. Praise to you! All-sage Nieron!" "Halloween Nieron!" Hundreds of priests and more temple guards responded loudly. Eleven high-ranking priests stood under the pillar and began to pray in exactly the same manner as the chief priest. The voices merged into one. The other elves walked to the predetermined location and surrounded the aura realm. Within the realm, Lesatos sensed a surge of spiritual light, and the faint sound of prayers spread everywhere. The perimeter of the realm has been sealed by invisible holy power. [Dancing Light Technique] The light group flashed abnormally on the dragon's claws, like a flame from a lamp that was extinguished after two struggles. It turns out that it is a man-made dead magic zone. As the gods in charge of the rituals in the Tia Forest, the elves' rituals and rituals can greatly strengthen Nielon's power, so this realm is more powerful than he thought. Within the aura realm, the connection between Lesatos and energy was completely disconnected. Spells, divine spells, and magic-like spells were suppressed. Things could not be taken out of the dimensional bag, and even dragon breath could not take effect. A small amount of information can be inferred from this. There is no magic network in Saraf, and the concept of magic is also vague. Nieron's ability to create dead magic zones shows that he is not a country bumpkin god whose vision is limited to a small plane. Since the dragon cannot use spells and will not die, the real enemy is still inside, so Lesatos continues to go deeper. The chief priest looked at the reflection in the water. On the left was the devout elf, and on the right was the ugly demon with fangs and horns. The asphalt-colored horniness spread from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, looking likeTwo different creatures were cut in half and put together. His right hand is twice as big as his left hand, and its surface is covered with spikes. With clasped hands, the chief priest prayed. When he first got this appearance, he hated it. But now he was deeply ashamed of his hatred, which was Nielon's punishment and encouragement. Like the ferocious scars of a warrior, the chief priest believes that as long as he follows the ceremonial path, the scars will be replaced by medals of glory. Under the seemingly calm appearance, there is a fierce desire for self-sacrifice hidden, so when he saw the dragon, there was no nonsense, and the battle began.