The time lens went back two hours. In a demiplane on the edge of Seraph, the Demon Eye Warlord Flamir had a serious face. Huge amounts of gold coins and collectibles are shining, but no one is watching. On the side, there were three structures sitting in front of Flamir, one of whom was Baio who was in charge of the mine, and the other two were in charge of farmland and weapons workshops. A curious alchemy creature and three strange-shaped intelligent constructs, four tentacles and seventeen or eight hands and feet are nervously playing with some mysterious spells. Even Ogma, the god of knowledge, could not recognize the mysterious ritual they were performing. It did not match all the information in Faer?n. Baio carefully picked up a rune board with adamantine pliers, with three beholders engraved on it, and placed it in the open space in the middle. The other two constructs were each placed with a rune board, respectively engraved with the direction language of ancient dragon language and a soaring phoenix. An uneasy atmosphere enveloped the dragon's nest, and the three constructs creaked and moved their cantilevers and legs. Although they had no eyes, they could feel that they were trembling and extremely nervous. This atmosphere reached its peak when Flamir picked up a rune board, and the constructs looked at him motionless. Demon Eye took a deep breath, threw the rune board and shouted. "The three elements I drew are all the same! What a fool!" The constructs pushed the mahjong tiles in annoyance and wailed: "Isn't it? Here we go again!" Flamir said proudly: "Stop talking nonsense, give me money, give me money." They Those who disassemble the arms disassemble the arms, and those who disassemble the legs disassemble the legs. Give a few parts to the magic eye and go out. "Two more laps, don't leave." "You and Baio come on, if we lose again we will have to go back and start over." Only Flamir and Baio were left in the dragon's nest, and the former said excitedly: " Let's play something, how about guessing?" Baio raised the adamantine pliers and made a clicking sound. "Do you think I'm so stupid that I don't know that I can only produce scissors?" "Then Astral Checkers? Purgatory Bridge? Beast Chess (orc version) is also fine." Baio said: "Okay, man, the entire demiplane The intelligent creatures are about to collapse in order to appease your unstable emotions. The dwarfs under my hands have not yet finished the competition of "kissing for the longest time". They are all males! " said At this point, the enthusiastic Magic Eye wilted like a deflated rubber ball. "Baio, it has been 36 hours since the spiritual link was disconnected, and there is no news at all. Do you think it will" "You didn't do this even when the master went to Asmodeus's banquet in hell. Why did you deal with a weak divine power instead?" Are you worried? " "After coming back from hell, the master's style has completely changed, and there is also that crazy plan. I can't believe that the master really agreed to it! Plus, the illithid has ulterior motives My right eyelid is there. Jump! This is an ominous sign!" Baio rolled his sapphire eyes and said, "Thank you. All we can do is support the master wholeheartedly." Then he changed the topic and wanted to find something happy. Said: "I haven't been to the master's bedroom a few times. Look at this large row of suspension racks. What are they all about." Surrounding the pile of gold coins and gems is a transparent force suspension rack, with many strange things placed there. Weird collectibles. He picked up a pipe. As the person in charge of a mine and a gemstone workshop, he had a fairly complete stone database. When he saw the material, he said: "It's a very ordinary meerschaum pipe. Judging from the bite marks, it's quite old. What's the origin of this?" ?" Flamir glanced weakly and said: "One, two, three, four, five pipes." "Who?" "An old human pervert mage who has lived for hundreds of years, and then he fucked his daughter. ! An unscrupulous old pervert who shows off his lust to others all day long. He also invented the nine-ring escape technique named after himself, which allows him to escape when his soul, consciousness, memory, body, and lower body are fatally injured. In the final battle of Atas, he was not eaten alive by the two-headed baboon, and all that was left was his pipe. " "Oh. He died heroically fighting the demon prince" It's a sad story. Let's tell it in a happy way. . Baio put back his pipe and pointed at a staff. The top of the staff is a round crystal. The joints dragging the crystals were made into dragon claws, which looked high-end and classy. This time it should be a passionate memory. Who knew that Flamir said with a look of disdain: "He is the dragon-claw stick of a consumptive devil. He has a sinister temper and likes to boss around. Before the war begins, he asked me to prepare a prescription. A quarter of an ounce of dried orange peel, four cents." An ounce of dandelionit's sick! That's the Atas Desert. Where can I find dandelions?" Baio had a bad feeling and asked cautiously: "Then I pulled out a few half-lengths. Human pubic hair is used as a dandelion to deal with him. This girl kept coughing during the final battle.He coughed, couldn't finish reciting the incantation, and died as a result. It's unreliable to say that this person is too many. " Baio wiped his sweat and observed a minute of silence in front of the dragon claw stick. Then he picked and picked, and he finally understood that this row of suspension racks were all souvenirs of the dead in the Athas war. A pair of scimitars attracted him Note that there is a black blade edged with silver shimmer, and a handle decorated with star-shaped gemstones that shimmer blue. The nameplate also reads the names "Icedeath" and "Solarian". Pure steel and elven liquid iron. There is no weapon enchantment information in my data. Although it cannot be seen, it should be high-quality. Tell me, which hero's relic is this? "Flamir's language was finally more respectful: "A drow who defected from the Dark Territory to the surface, longing for sunshine and kindness. He is well-known in the North. The most famous thing is that he led his team of choppers to kill an adult white dragon named "Icedeath". After that, the IQ of the white dragon population in the entire multiverse was lowered. . " Baio nodded: "I see, how did this drow die heroically? "What? He was used to living underground and in the woods in Faer?n. He didn't know that he had to bring sunscreen when he went to Atas. He contracted skin cancer two months before the war started." " Baio: "" Although the constructed soul center showed that the energy provided by the half-plane showed no signs of decreasing, Baio still felt powerless. It turned out that complaints were also offensive. He pointed at a huge book The book said: "Then is this left by a cloud giant who died of constipation in Atas or a scroll dragon who got lost in the desert and never came back? " "This is" Flamir's big eyes suddenly lit up, "I actually forgot about this, it can be played! "The magic eye immediately floated over. The book was up to 3 Sammy, and it was obviously a dragon model. The cover was the gem mosaic portrait of Lesatos. Seeing the excitement of the magic eye, Baiono teased: "I'll guess again, A photo album of golden dragon beauties that the owner secretly hid? " "Come on, Baio, you learned your complaints from me. The lethality and directionality are too bad. This book is [The Final Volume of the Origin Sea], and the owner can use it to observe, assign tasks, and deliver items throughout the day to every apprentice who holds the Volume of the Origin Sea. " "It sounds like an incredible magic item. Do you have the permission to use it?" " "certainly! "Flamir said proudly, "I used to assist the master in managing the apprentices, but since they all died, the final volume of the Origin Sea has been gathering dust. I took on another apprentice a few months ago, but I actually forgot about it. "The tentacles clicked on the cover several times to break the seal. The giant book was spread out from left to right. The second half of the book was completely blank, but the first half contained content. The pages on the left were full-length portraits of different races, from From humans to golden dragons, the pages on the right are densely packed with dragon language characters, but these are all dead gray. Baio pointed to the portrait and asked: "Are these the master's previous" "As long as you know, don't ask or tell. Don't open the scars that the master has finally healed. Ah ha, here it is. "Flamir turned to the last two pages used. On the left was a full-length portrait of Kai with a plain face, and on the right was written some information: Name: Kai Race: Seraph Human Level: Apprentice (Mage Level 0) Already opened Books: "Analysis of the Structure of the Multiverse", "Principles of Thought Derivation and Meditation", "Introduction to the Basics of Alchemy", "Biological Illustration - Tanar'ri", "Biological Illustration - Baatezu", "Biological Illustration - Elements" Items redeemed: None Redeemed Spell: None Remaining points: 40 Mission record: Flamir clicked on the portrait, and the page graphics changed, and a sound and light image appeared, which happened to be the scene when Mr. Bavel showed his smile and belly in front of the floor-length mirror. When the muscles were lifted, the magic eye jumped three feet high. "I knew it!" The master's purpose is not simple. Look at this, shota, weak, blond, muscular, and handsome. This is proof! The master's sexual orientation is definitely not a dirty, vulgar heterosexual one! Baio, tell me, is the master’s orientation the true love of the male universe or the filthy desire of the female? "Baiou calculated in silence: "In view of the risk of being recalled by the master, I refuse to answer. " "cut! "Flamir pretended to be too interested and continued to observe. When Kay was pulled by Mrs. Nancy, the magic eye yelled at Boba, a bitch. When Kay killed Nancy, the magic eye was full of praise. At this time, Flamir finally I couldn't help but say, "I've seen enough. I can't let the lost lamb go further down the wrong path. It must be trained before the owner can enjoy it." Letting the owner enjoy a healthy and normal life is the sacred duty of a housekeeper! ” The Demonic Eye released an invisible aura of shock, and the construct retreated continuously. He knew the powerful pollution of the Demonic Eye.??, I think about what a simple and upright construct I was when I first finished working in the magic workshop. Nowit's really hard to look back on the past. Flamir, filled with pride and anger, wrote on the page: Special mission—Removing the membrane to comfort the Tao, 30 points, double deduction for failure. Task content: Seduce two or more men within 24 hours (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! PS: Don’t forget to vote monthly. Even if you don’t subscribe, you can give a few recommendations.