The old human was thrown towards Nielon, suddenly suspended in mid-air. The Lord of Ceremonies said with a tone of hatred: "You want me to use this despicable bitch to hunt down my people?" Lesatos chuckled and said: "Don't sound like you care about Tia very much. You have done something similar. Look at this human being I brought. Where can you find a more suitable candidate in a short period of time?" Nieron woke up the unconscious pike with a finger. The gaze of the gods is particularly terrifying. The pike's willpower to withstand the dragon's power is already extraordinary, but it still trembles uncontrollably. This is caused by the extreme gap between mortals and gods. The trembling starts from the soul, not the body. To God, a human being who has not learned thought protection has his thoughts and memories exposed like paint splashes on white paper. Within a few breaths, Nielon had gained insight into Pike's life experience in just a few decades, and was indeed a suitable pawn for this bet. Then God's eyes turned and checked whether there were any traces of magic on the pike. After all, it was the golden dragon who brought it to the door. "I accepted it. You were very wise not to cheat on him." The master of the ceremony made a move, and the pike flew towards him and knelt at his feet. Looking at the gods with their hands on top of the pike's head, Lesatos smiled playfully. God is the being at the top of the biological pyramid in the multiverse. Some magician mages disdain the majesty of the gods and regard them as more powerful mages. At the same time, they despise the gods as puppets of rules and slaves of the force. ?To some extent, these arguments cannot be wrong. Gods absorb faith and construct rules in specific areas. These rules are a manifestation of their power and also their own constraints. Taking Nielon as an example, it is currently known that he possesses three humanistic priesthoods: [Nobility], [Ritual], and [Tradition], as well as an unknown battle priesthood. As the elven god of etiquette, if he does not follow the noble example, speaks and behaves rudely, or does not protect Tia's traditions, his power will weaken. The priesthood is a channel for gods to communicate with the material world and the force of the universe. If someone is rejected by the force, the priesthood may be lost or stripped away, and the level of the godhead will also be reduced. Therefore, the god of thieves will not obey the law, and the god of etiquette will not do rude things. But now, this person has been standing still for many years with weak divine power, and he doesn’t even know how to use the accumulated divine power. And the will that can run counter to one's own vocation can simply be regarded as a negative example of the multiverse. Nielon radiates divinity and erodes the pike's soul. "Come on, as the first humble race of Saraf to enter the ritual palace, accept this honor." "Ihave something to say" Pike bit his tongue to keep himself awake. The god's eyes stared sternly, and the overwhelming aura made the pike's spine rattle, and the latter spurted out blood. "You are not qualified to bargain. The reason why I did not erase your existence is just because you are still useful." "Yes, powerfulElven God, I have no power to resistI can only obey. But you don't Do you need amindless slave?" Nieron restrained his pressure and slowed down the erosion of inspiration. Even Lesatos turned around, facing the dragon and the gods at the same time, his soul was disturbed, and he was able to argue with clear thinking. It was rare for humans to have such courage and wisdom coexisting. Feeling that he could concentrate his attention, Gouyu breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I don't understand your intentions, but there must be an occasion for me to serve. For you, there are many more powerful slaves than me, and I am the only one who can A little pride comes from decades of accumulated experience and vigilance. I beg you to retain my sense of autonomy. The wisdom of a hunter is more useful than a loyal servant." Lesatos applauded heartlessly: "That's a pretty good argument. If this were in Faer?n, Mara, the God of Hunting, would definitely make him a chosen one." The cold face of the Master of Ceremonies sneered: "Short-sighted race, you never know what kind of glory you have missed." Nieron shot out a dark green flame from his fingertips. Amidst the pike's heart-rending howl, the flame penetrated from its mouth, nostrils, and ears, emitting the foul smell of the lower realm. Green light jumped out from the cracks in the skin, and then penetrated again. Grilling every inch of flesh evenly. "This flame is the weapon given by me. Your only mission is to find her!" This message was directly inserted into the brain of the pike by Nieron, and Lesatos did not hear it. The pike was thrown into the distance by the Master of Ceremonies. When the painful steel needles pricked the brain nerves, the image of the Elf Princess Drusilia was imprinted on it. Finally, there was a lingering sound echoing: "Find her! Capture her! Kill her!" Kill her!" Only Lesatos and Nieron were left in the forest. The latter said in a low voice: "Keep your promise in mind, if you dare to break the contract" Before he finished the threatening sentence, Nieron's appearance changed back into the spawn elf assassin, and he withdrew the projection. How old are you?The 6-year-old elf also disappeared into the jungle. After a while, Flamir found the golden dragon who was meditating on the spot. "Master?" "The contract has been settled. Neither I nor he will directly intervene. The Bloody Castle will become an independent battlefieldthat's what it says." "The Master of Ceremony is cheating?" "That's right." Lesatos recited a spell, and several rays of light shot out from between the dragon's claws. He used illusion magic to simulate the scene of Nieron's turbid fire burning the pike. Green fire shot out, and humans howled miserably. It only took a few seconds. Jin Long then enlarged the image and reduced its speed. "Look, in the shadow of the flames." Flamir squinted and finally saw what his master was talking about, a faint black shadow, about the same length and width as a human finger. "It seems it's a leech, oh it's disgusting, it flew into his mouth. What kind of ability is it?" Lesatos extinguished the illusion, "I don't know, it's just an old trick of dying together, or a bridge of indirect communication "The bet didn't say that you couldn't intervene indirectly, do you understand?" Demon Eyes was stunned for a moment, and then said with a wicked smile: "I understand, I will continue to follow up and ensure that there is no obstacle to your plan." Gamblers take advantage of the ambiguity of crude contracts, which are just steps to ease conflicts anyway. Of course, it would be better if you can win beautifully. "Leave it to you." Lesatos teleported back to the demiplane and breathed a sigh of relief. He lay back on his pile of gold coins, only to find that the sword wound on his shoulder was aching. Flamir is not here, so he calls for his own construct. Baio, the constructed golem with independent consciousness, came to Dragon Nest. He is responsible for the processing of demiplane ore. This construct is different from its companions who are responsible for farming on the plains. It is equipped with ten cantilevers of different sizes, and its soul has been filled with the knowledge of dwarves polishing gems. When the rough stones sent from the mine are given to him, they will be transformed into various exquisite gemstones in the cold light of the drill bits, steel clamps and cutting knives at the end of the cantilever. But this time he was called here to use the adamantine knife. Under the command of Lesatos, Baio used a trembling blade to cut off the damaged dragon scales bit by bit, revealing the soft pink flesh. The sword wound was more than two Samimeters long. Although it was not deep, Lesatos felt that his strength was constantly draining and he became drowsy. "Strength extraction and aging curse It seems that his ceremonial sword is also a second-class artifact, troublesome. Baio, process the broken scales. At least it is a high-level immunity armor, so it cannot be wasted." "Good master, you are still like this. You're stingy, why don't you purify the dragon dung, so that you can have two bottles of spit potion" Baio said in a low voice. "Idiot! Don't talk like Flamir!" "He said this is called complaining, which is good for physical and mental health, especially to straighten the intestinal digestion, so that you don't have to scream when you are constipated" "Get out!" Lesa Toss swept the construct away with his tail, still groaning angrily. Since Flamir was created, the atmosphere in the entire demiplane has been abnormal, and everything that can speak has become increasingly disconnected. When Lesatos inspected the mine last week, he found half-earth elemental dwarves gathering together to play Allegro. After using [Remove Curse], Lesatos lay down and let low-concentration positive energy wash the wound repeatedly. You can see black and gray smoke floating out, which is the residual evil power. At this time, a message came that a visitor was visiting. Demiplane, living room. This place is full of the aesthetic characteristics of the Golden Dragon clan of Tiantian Mountain. The walls are inlaid with mosaics of obsidian and opal, depicting magnificent mountains. An illusion was set up on the ceiling, and clouds gathered and dispersed with the wind. The carvings of tables and chairs are majestic and resplendent. The bright colors made the visiting elf guard chief feel uneasy, and he turned to look around. Lesatos, who was in the elf form, put down the teacup, "So, what do you need, Your Majesty?" "Mage Huanyan, the situation in Green City has been a bit turbulent in the past two days. Your Highness the Princess I think you know what she went to do, right? "Ah, I am only responsible for sales. If someone buys it, I will sell it. The responsibility for the princess's outing is not on me." "You misunderstood. My king is not here to investigate. Your Highness should also undergo trials and tests." , This is the growth path of the next clan king. It’s just that the actions of the temple make us uneasy, so I, the king, would like to ask you to take a little care of the princess. With your magic, this is not a difficult task. " The captain of the guard took out one. The box is as big as a fist. When you open it, you will see a glowing glowing stone the size of your thumb. Lesatos smiled brightly, what an unexpected surprise. Beiming: Try changing the update time. There will be a chapter before 12 o'clock.