The huge showdown between Red Eagle and the Iron-faced Mage caused a huge crater to be blasted out of the ground. Flotra led me to the edge of the pit, but the two people dueling with me were nowhere to be found. The only evidence that they once existed was the long sword thrust diagonally into the ground and the lonely iron mask lying aside. But my mind is not on them at the moment. In the center of the bottom of the giant pit, a glowing portal appeared, and I smelled a familiar smell from it. "Where does this door lead to? Do we want to go in?" It was the first time I saw something very magical like a portal with my own eyes. I was a little curious, and at the same time I felt insecure about the world behind the door. Flotella didn't care at all. She took the lead in passing through the portal. I saw this and followed her in. When the blue-purple light curtain touched my face, I didn¡¯t feel any discomfort. It was just like walking through water. As my body continued to move forward, I walked out of the light curtain, and what appeared in front of me was a quiet valley at night. The lights illuminated a path for us in the darkness. Flotra led me along the road and came to the misty river bank to board a small boat. As the river deepens inward, countless dining tables are set up along the river. Guests are drinking and singing with each other, creating a happy scene. At the end of the river, on an island in the middle of the lake, the host of the dinner was sitting empty. Flotella walked to the host¡¯s left hand side first, said hello politely and sat down. I also followed Flotra's example and sat on his right side, while secretly sizing him up. The sharp-edged Daedric armor was tightly draped on his body. The dark skin is covered with blood-red lines. The four Daedra horns protruding from his head clearly indicate his identity as a demon from the plane of annihilation. The eyes that emitted a strange red light reminded me of d¨¦j¨¤ vu. I thought about it carefully and tentatively called out a name. "Sam Guiwen?" "That's my pseudonym in the mortal world." The demon man raised his wine glass gracefully and took a sip, then slowly corrected my title, "And here, my name is Sangjian." The plump steamed goose, the delicious salmon, the roast turkey stuffed with creamy frosty licorice I experienced too many storms today, and I was exhausted and couldn't bear it. The temptation of delicious food no longer takes into account etiquette. Lying on the table, he happily satisfied his appetite. King Daedra in the chair sipped poppy wine and smiled without saying a word. Floterra was also sitting across from me at the table, her head lowered and silent. I ate endlessly, but my stomach felt like a deep pit that couldn¡¯t be filled. No matter how much I wolfed down, I couldn¡¯t get true satisfaction. Only then did I remember the identity of the Daedra King sitting in front of me - the demon god Sanjian who was in charge of indulgence and revelry. I smiled awkwardly and put down the tableware in my hands. Put your appearance in order and sit down. Sanguin paid no attention to my faux pas. He waved. More exquisite dishes appeared on the table out of thin air: rabbit meatballs, thinly sliced ??beef tongue, oyster platter, fruit pudding, green leaf wort I was dazzled by the dazzling array of dishes. I suppressed my restless appetite and rushed to sink again. Before. I asked my question politely to the host of the party. "Dear Mr. Sangjian, thank you for your hospitality. I am very grateful. If it is convenient, please tell me why you invited me here this time?" "It doesn't matter. In my plane, Indulgence and carnival are the eternal themes above all else." Sangjian did not answer me directly. He motioned me to look at the smiling guests on both sides of the river. "I am very happy to see you follow my instructions like my believers do. "You meanyou want us to become your disciples?" I heard the hidden meaning in Sangjian's words and asked suspiciously, "I personally don't care, but Lotla is the prophet of the Holy Spirit Dibella. She probably can't have any interaction with you, right? " "It doesn't matter, Namira's ring has solved this problem," Sangjian stretched out his left hand and touched it lovingly. Flotella's head said, "With your help, she has deviated from Andra's rules and completely fallen into the arms of Deidra." Under the care of the well-intentioned demon, she did not have any intention of resisting, but instead nodded meekly towards me. Sangjian continued, "As for you, you will become my spokesperson and spread my glory in the mortal world." "Huh?" Sangjian's words surprised me, although I knew that I seemed to have something in me. Something he valued, but all this development was too sudden. Seeing my puzzled expression, Sangjian didn¡¯t understand.What? Instead, he stretched his right hand towards my chest. My coat had been taken off during the day's battle and used for other purposes. Following Sangjian's direction, I discovered that the tattoo on my chest had changed drastically. The tattoo on my chest consists of two parts. The sapling tattoo has grown into a lush "towering tree" at some point, and the rose buds grafted on the branches by Sangjian have now fully bloomed, emitting a coquettish and strange blood-colored light. I was about to ask about the changes that had happened to me, but Sangjian seemed to not only want to point out to me. His right hand continued to stretch towards the place where the rose was painted on my chest, and finally straight from my chest Inserted everywhere! There was no blood or injury, as if it was just an illusion, but what happened next made me stunned. Sangjian clenched his hand and pulled it out, and then a stick-like object was pulled out alive from my body. And I watched stupidly as this thing, who didn't know whether it was a spine or a rib or something else, was pulled out of my chest. I didn't dare to move, for fear of causing some accident, until the stick-like object was pulled out by Sanji. After he completely pulled it out, he put it in my hand. This is a vibrant wooden staff. The top of the staff is carved with a blood-red rose, which is so delicate and lifelike! "Is this a gift for me?" Sangjian nodded, "As a king who is more generous than Namira, my spokesperson should have a decent token." "Thank you" I looked at it carefully. Holding this staff, he asked him again, "What is the use of this staff?" "When you hold the 'Bloody Rose', my power will be with you. In addition, with you When you are in danger, you can get help from this staff - but doing so will make the roses wither. "I can't put it down for the gorgeous colors and refreshing fragrance of roses. After hearing Sangjian's explanation, I couldn't put it down. He quickly asked him: "If the rose withers, how can I bring it back to life?" "It will absorb the flesh of mortals as nutrients." "How to let it absorb it?" "You will understand in the future." Dede King Lajun seems to be a bunch of guys who don't like to finish their words. Maybe this will make them appear more powerful In short, since Sangjian has already answered like this, there is no need to pursue the question any further. . I looked away from the staff and nodded to show that I understood. At this moment, I caught a glimpse of a strange scene out of the corner of my eye. Flotra, who was sitting opposite me, turned into a strange and gorgeous woman at some point! No, it¡¯s not even a stranger. There¡¯s still a trace of impression left in my memory. On the night when Sangjian led me to Reach under the alias "Sam Guiwen", when the crow hag's banquet was not interrupted by Delphine who broke in, Feng was lying on the altar waiting for the ceremony to be incarnated. Isn¡¯t this what Lotla looks like to me? Realizing that the woman in front of me was Flotella, I asked Sangjian again for an explanation, "What happened to Flotella?" "When you hold the 'Bloody Rose' in your hands, my power It will flow out of your body and attach itself to every mortal around who has desires in their hearts. The cute little Flotra is now my prophet, so she will also be more aware of the power of the Lord of Passion. Sensitive. ¡± As elegant and refined as an orchid in the empty valley, and as bright and moving as a water hibiscus, the two completely different temperaments from Andra and Deidra blend seamlessly together, making her look alluring. The woman's pink cheeks turned a faint blush under my gaze, which made me feel rude and hurriedly withdrew my slightly aggressive gaze. "The bloody rose" was inserted back into my chest and turned into a gorgeous flower blooming on the branches again, and Flotra also returned to the green appearance of a little girl. In order to cover up my rudeness, I coughed and asked Sangjian again. "Except for the roses you planted, what changes have happened to this sapling?" "Your arrival has allowed those followers of Kaina to get rid of the threat of the crow hag and regain a new life. This can be regarded as a reward from Kaina. ¡± I nodded and gathered my breath in my chest, trying to stir up the saplings to make them active. But the movement of the saplings was a little too loud. As my heart beat vigorously, the unrestrained breath of life immediately spread from the soles of my feet to the surrounding areas. Several vines sprouted from the ground beneath my feet, almost overturning the dining table in front of me. Probably because the saplings noticed that I was having a meal, the vines unnaturally bore all kinds of fruits: grapes, citrus, bananas there was even a freshly baked watermelon. The vines were broken with a bang. It shattered into a puddle of red slag when it hit the ground. Sangjian casually picked it up from the vine.I chewed the next cucumber, and I held an eggplant that had just fallen from my head in my hand. Uh, by the way, can this thing be eaten raw? ¡ª¡ª ps: I have to move this week and deal with some follow-up matters. Anyway, make sure to keep updating. (To be continued) PS: The new book will be released this month, please subscribe! Asking for a monthly ticket!