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Act 1: Overture to the Phantom Forest Chapter 66: The Legendary Crush

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    The circular base of the statue is 5 Sami in diameter. Around the base are 12 Balani angels holding bouquets of flowers, kneeling to the statue.  ??Looking at the material of the statue, you can tell that the giant dragon who doesn’t know the details has a nosebleed.  The base with a diameter of 5 Sami is made of a solid piece of obsidian, the statue is made of carnelian as the main material, the hair is made of linear spinel, the eyes are freshwater pearls, the cloak is made of lapis lazuli, embellished with mithril and opal, the whole  The solidified treasury of the kingdom.  But Lesatos knew that the statue was shaped by divine power, and Nieron was willing to use platinum as the material.  The statue is of two elves, a man and a woman. The male is naturally Nieron. He has a cold face and serious eyes. He is wearing meticulous ceremonial clothes and has both palms pressed on his cane.  The woman facing Nielon had long, smooth golden hair, a tall figure but a stooped back, and a noble dress but a pleading look on her face.  If the female elf's low posture and the undesired look on her face are interpreted as a show of love, then Nielon's refusal and alienation can be seen, polite but condescending.  "Humans on the surface of Faer?n always do this kind of thing. They take revenge in the form of paintings or words on those they cannot pursue. They call it obscenity." Eraduni's comments have always been from a wrong angle, but this time  Lesatos thought he was reliable.  The brain belonging to the mage is digesting what he has seen along the way, the crystal palace in the center of the golden lake, the love-thorn clan that has taken away the soul, the statues looking at each other with unknown meanings The fragments are spliced ??together under the impetus of thoughts running at the speed of light, revealing the mystery covered by the fog.  the truth.  "He is imitating Avandor." "Oh, it's time for Teacher Huiyan to teach again. What does this term represent? Plane, god, or allusion?" Lesatos glanced at the difference between plane knowledge and religious knowledge.  Passed Priest Asmodeus: "In the most important outer plane, there is a [Unbridled Wilderness], you should know about it." "Yes, the base camp of chaos and kindness, I have heard of it." "  There are three levels in the Wilderness, and the kingdom of the Elf pantheon is located on the first level, called the Kingdom of Arvando. Corellon Larethian, the father of creation and the main god of the elves, is the absolute master of the pantheon, and he rules.  There are two powerful divine powers, eight medium divine powers, one weak divine power, and one weak divine power. And these elves and gods are scattered with Arvando." He pointed at the pleading female elf and said: "The Lord of Ceremonies.  The one next to me is the elven goddess of love, the golden-hearted lady Henali, who lives in the Crystal Palace in the center of the Sparkling Lake. "I understand," Eraduni said, "He lusts after the entire elves.  In this kingdom, millions of native love-thorning Celestials live in the unrestrained wilderness. The master of rituals is like a paranoid child who dresses up his own dollhouse. If there is no living Celestial Clan, it is okay to live half-dead. According to this, the master of the Kingdom of God must put himself in trouble.  In the prestigious position of the Dollhouse King, where does Corellon live in Arvandor? ""The Crescent Moon Sacred Forest, a palace in the endless birch forest, anyway, the main color is white, so it is easy to recognize." "Eraduni.  He tilted his head: "Then, let's go meet the welcoming team of the owner of this place. It's inappropriate to keep them waiting." Outside the Crystal Palace, the army of petitioners was already surrounding the place.  High-ranking priests distinguish each other by the patterns of their sacrificial robes. Most of the priests wearing silver hollow armor hold bows and arrows, and there are also some paladins who use long swords.  When Lesatos and Eraduni stepped out of the palace, they instantly felt hundreds of sharp eye knives hitting their faces, turning into rotating drills and digging in desperately.  "315 priests, 638 divine servants and paladins. I think they can use a complete list of divine spells in the kingdom of the Lord of Ceremonies. Although they have no experience in the mortal world and the priest level here is not high, it is more than 300 after all.  Spellcaster, do you want to transfer in?" the illithid asked.  Lesatos said: "There is no need to leave. Sooner or later, we must step over the obstacles of these cannon fodders, fight out, and then attack Nieron's location!" The killing intent in his tone was clearly revealed, making the illithid tentacles swing excitedly.  Move, what makes him happy is not killing as much as he wants, and the illithid does not advocate this.  It is the golden dragon's disdainful attitude towards life that further slides towards evil forces, although petitioners are not considered normal beings.  The next moment, more than a hundred offensive magic spells and arrows with added holy power fell on the two people's positions, and half a meter of the ground was wiped away.  Knowing that there was no hit, the commander of the Divine Envoy chanted the characters of a hymn, and the guards holding weapons spread out in a uniform formation. The distance between each other allowed them to cooperate and not be overwhelmed by range of spells.  So when the chain lightning shot out from the ground, they had enough space to dodge, and the crackling and exploding electric currents gathered together and rushed towards the priests.  The guards surrounding the priest looked fanatical and refused to take a step back, using their fragile bodies to fully absorb the attack.  The lightning jumped from one to another, the body trembled violently, the armor was heated until it turned red, and no matter how strong the willpower was, it could not turn into charcoal in the lower body.? situation standing.  One-fifth of the guards fell, but there was no cry of pain. Instead, the chants started again, waves of positive energy from the healing technique swept through, and the guards returned to their posts.  The extremely effective chain lightning didn't even kill a single elf, or even injure anyone.  Lesatos's attack was ineffective, but the arrows that followed one after another forced him back.  When the petitioners saw the humanoid dragon pulling away, they did not chase after it. Praises echoed one after another, and various magical powers fell on the petitioners. Their arms could tear apart tigers and leopards, and their footsteps could tear apart tigers and leopards.  Light as a bird, as sharp as a cunning fox, and as resistant to spells as a Celestial.  You can block the magic, but you can't block the omnipresent thoughts.  "Nieron is a piece of shit born and raised by a bitch!" A filthy curse resounded in the group of priests, forcing the priests who were guiding the collective magic to look back in shock.  The speaker was a middle-ranking priest. His eyes were about to burst out in surprise. He couldn't believe that such blasphemous words were actually spoken by himself. He defended loudly in fear: "Nieron always keeps his mouth shut.  Because he was afraid that shit would come out from his mouth!" There was an uproar.  Before the next, more sensational line of defense could be uttered, he was beheaded with a sword.  The high-ranking priest holding a short sword stained with the blood of his compatriots angrily said: "The reason why Nieron wears a cane is because the thickness is suitable for self-blasphemy!" The petitioners turned from surprise to anger.  The most loyal servant of the Most High besmirches the Lord's name.  The high-ranking priest roared in pain, reversed the hilt of the sword, put it into his mouth and twisted the base of his tongue. He could not bear the blasphemous words coming out of his mouth.  At this time, a thought as cold and sticky as a snake emerged: insert the sword and let Nieron see his loyalty and fearlessness. Only in this way can the shame be washed away.  The dagger entered his throat inch by inch. The high priest used so much force and looked so determined that he did not fall until the tip of the sword protruded from the gap between the fifth and sixth sections of his spine.  Psychic power [Sound Control] [Death Drive].  “Heh heh heh heh heh…” A sharp and bone-chilling nervous laugh came from the mouths of dozens of elves in different positions. They were shocked and angry to find that their mouths and limbs were out of control, and they raised their weapons to attack their compatriots.  The Great Psion shows his complete crushing of mid-level and low-level priests. No one knows where he is, but he is everywhere.  He distorted the senses of the elves, making everyone in his sight have a golden dragon head, vicious curses echoed in his ears, and his neck was always chilled, feeling like someone was pointing a sword at him.  It’s not that there are petitioners who warn themselves that they are all illusions, but dispelling illusions has no effect, and when other elves roar at heretics and attack them, they have to fight back.  The majestic army was turned into a farce in a third-rate theater, with actors randomly attacking targets they thought were enemies, magic and arrows flying everywhere.  As for those particularly devout fanatics, Iraduni just spent a little more time. Their thoughts were strong but rough. They only needed to hold the tumbling emotions, and then push the spiritual tentacles at the right time, and they found that the wounded were on their hands.  The positive energy of treatment unexpectedly turned into deadly negative energy.  Invisible and high in the sky, Lesatos regained his dragon body and looked at the farce below with four eyes.  The Kingdom of God has a great bonus for petitioners. They can use divine spells faster and more without having to turn into ugly spawns.  But for two legendary casters, this quantity is far from enough to cause a qualitative change.  Several large-scale evil protection circles were deployed to mentally counteract the illithids.  Lesatos took action at the same time. He dived low to the ground at high speed from one end of the battlefield. The golden dragon head kept using low-level instant spells to kill the high-level priests who were trying to maintain order. The amethyst dragon head used the unique ability of the amethyst dragon.  The gem spits out, and a torrent of cone-shaped amethyst fragments 10 Sammy long washes over the battlefield. The sharp fragments are inserted into the body and then explode violently.  When Lesatos flew to the other end of the battlefield, only one-third of the injured on a death track behind him stood up again.  Lesatos flew in a large circle, circled back and charged again.  Ten minutes later, Lesatos crushed the last living elf with his front paws. He was the commander of the angels.  "You look familiar Oh, by the way, I recognize you. I gave you the one-way ticket to the Kingdom of God. I even asked you your name at the time. Your name is Mr. Stuttering?" The chief priest couldn't imagine falling into the trap again.  Between the demon's claws, he roared with grief and anger, detonating the divine power in his body and staining Lesatos' golden scales with blood.  "Really, I plan to remember the name carefully this time." Lesatos shook off the scraps of meat from his paws.  Eraduni said softly: "You know, the way you played him to death in an understatement is so charming, I'm intoxicated." "Get out of here. Let's go out and kill this god directly, I'm already impatient." [[[CP|  W:423|H:468|A:C|U:
]]]————————————————————————————————  —— Bei Ming: After watching the movie, the elements of a good movie are not only beautiful women and handsome men, exquisite pictures, but also a touching plot. The Hunger Games 2 is great.  The picture shows the Barani Angel.  Not all angels have wings, and not all are handsome.
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