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Prologue¡¤Saints Act 31 Son of God (III)

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    Act 31 Son of God (III) "So, what are you going to do?" In the morning, Midel seemed particularly lively. The sunlight above brought a bright field of vision. Standing in the center of the city, I looked up to the horizon.  , that snow-capped mountain stands there like an ancient frost giant, which makes people have the urge to kneel down and worship.  Looking down further, a large quarry is located there.  As the central area of ??this plane, Midel actually does not have many ferocious beasts.  Even if there are, they have been slaughtered by the professionals here, which is why the mining industry here can be so developed.  Although the large quarry looks like an obscure decoration on the Frost Giant.  Ge Tongluo also looked along the huge mountain range. His eyes stayed on the mine for a while, and then he smiled and said: "I am a thief, so I know what those thieves want to do better than you.  ." He seemed to have just the desire to explain.  In the hotel before, although he stated his goal, he did not reveal the means to achieve this goal.  So Avis just knew that this company wanted to do something big to attract the attention of the Thieves Guild, so that the Thieves Guild would take the initiative to come to them.  But to be honest, Ives was still confused about what to do.  "The Thieves' Guild itself is the biggest unstable factor in a region." Ge Tongluo said, "But they are more afraid of instability than anyone else. So if an unstable factor appears, they will do everything possible to eliminate it.  The factors become their own, or become stable, or erased. " "To sum up, we also have to create instability, right?" Ives said.  Ge Tongluo nodded: "Yes, I just want to do something big. And I already have a good goal." Hearing Ge Tongluo said that he had a goal, Avis couldn't help but become interested: "Then  What is your goal? " "That's our goal." Ge Tongluo pointed to the mine above his head.  At this time, a cold wind blew from the sky, blowing the tips of Ives's hair, making his expression look a little embarrassed. He pressed his hand on the brim of his hat that seemed to be integrated with his black hair.  Don't know how to speak.  "That?" Ives raised his eyebrows, "Wait, wait, wait, I feel like I can't keep up with your thinking recently. You just said that your goal is" He hesitated for a while, and then continued:  "That quarry?" "Yes." Ge Tongluo nodded in agreement, "I discovered from some clues in this world that that quarry is the most important to the people here" "No, no, no, that's not the case.  It is obvious that it needs to be discovered from clues. " "And my principle has always been to destroy the most eye-catching one." "Then why not destroy the city gate? The whole world will know about Midel in an hour.  The city gate was destroyed. "Plus there's a lot of money in the mine" "Is this your purpose after doing it for a long time?" "So," Ge Tongluo completely ignored Avis's sharpness.  He complained, "My goal is the ore field." After finishing speaking, Ge Tongluo smiled smugly, seeming to be very satisfied with Avis's expression of 'I can't do anything to you'.  "You can't touch that ore field." Just when Ives felt helpless, a stiff voice intervened in the conversation between Ives and Ge Tongluo.  Both Ives and Ge Tongluo fell silent. Their colleagues turned their heads and looked at the boy with a flat head.  What surprised them was not that the boy suddenly spoke. They never thought he was mute from the beginning. Although he acted very similar, a mute should understand some mute words.  And precisely because they cannot speak, mutes actually have a strong desire to express themselves.  When he spoke at this time, it was just to prove the conjectures of Ives and Ge Tongluo. What surprised them was This guy spoke the common language of the Aertheia continent, which is what Ives and the others are talking about now.  The same.  Avis and Ge Tongluo looked at each other, and both saw horror in each other's eyes. ?¡­ ?¡°Here is¡­¡± Standing up from the sand, a dry heat wave blew in the face.  He raised his head. The sky was not blue. On the contrary, it was as pure white as a piece of white paper.  He silently looked at the big and terrifying sun in the sky, feeling the life of the world disappearing bit by bit, and a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.  After adjusting the black mage robe on his body, he stretched out a hand under the mage robe.  This hand seemed so dry that only the bones were left, and it was covered with?One layer of skin.  His body is also extremely thin. Although he is wearing a large black cloak, people will still think of "white bones" immediately after looking at him.  If Ives were in this place and saw his arms and the phosphorus fire deep in his eyes, he would be surprised and call out the term "Pale Lord".  His hand touched a thick magic book beside him, and then he opened the thick parchment book.  The magic runes that were shining on the main plane of Aerentheia had long been silent at this time. He closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then murmured to himself: "So, this world can only cast three rings at most.  Spell. It's a low-magic world." He took a few steps forward and stepped on the soft sand.  When he appeared in this world, due to the pursuit of the paladin, there was a problem with his teleportation coordinates, which directly caused him to appear underground.  If his body had not become half undead and did not even need to breathe, he would have died in that place.  After coming out, the mage took a deep breath, and finally laughed out loud: "This world is indeed as written in the records the gods have long since fallen, faith has become barren, and even the plane itself has also  Step by step toward death" "This is simply a battlefield set up for me." The Pale Lord, or another term, it would be more appropriate to call him the Death Mage. He slowly took his steps.  The black robe on his body was twisted, and his body slowly disappeared in the sunlight.  He came from another world, he peered into the thrones of the gods, and he brought bloody slaughter A song that came from an unknown place slowly spread across this land  Today's first  More, please recommend and collect~
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