"My life is a life of bowing my head. Sometimes I bow my head to the three religions of Bamboo Sineide, sometimes I bow my head to the soldiers with various epaulettes from Poch, and sometimes I bow my head to the nobles of Vicardo. Facing the religious council, the four As a member of a large chamber of commerce, an official magic association or a folk magic association, or as a member of a wandering alien gang, I have bowed my head countless times. When people pass by me, they will not see my face. But now I will Keep your head up, and keep your head up."
——Pulpan, the last member of the Church of Destruction, wrote his last words before he was hanged.
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"Being woken up by your own rooster every morning is the happiest thing. It means you have meat to eat, eggs to take, and the most important thing is that you can still sleep. Oh my god." - A farmer who did not want to be named
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Nese was woken up by his own rooster. The yellow patch in front of me turned out to be two curious yellow eyes like light bulbs, very close to each other. He pushed the goblin aside, stood up, kicked a path through the flock of five chickens, two ducks, and three geese that were running around on the ground, leaving a pile of chicken feathers behind him, and walked out the door.
Winnie was not seen in the courtyard or on the path to the tower. The half-elf bounty hunter did not take advantage of the situation, nor did he stay. A little regretful, but nothing to regret. Now that we have returned here, everything about Viannis is just in the past tense.
He arrived at his ramshackle office at the top of a tower.
The part above the office was completely chipped away, and there was a big hole in the wall. It looked like most of the items in the room had left through that big hole. But compared with Kekmila, this place can be regarded as a quiet and warm harbor——
Indeed, as Yi Cha said, Nightcrow Castle received "special care."
Nese cleared a large enough space to find candles, extracts of several mutated sea creatures, gems that can penetrate three types of energy, shell powder, armadillo shell powder, and diamond powder, and began to lay out a slow activation array. He could do this without looking up books. After the magic circle was completed, he placed the egg of the petrified ghost falcon on the magic table in the middle and observed the thing until the pulsation of the blue blood vessel stabilized and fine blue lines began to spread across the bottom of the egg.
Someone slipped in through the big hole in the wall.
He knew who it was. He didn't raise his eyes or question. If he had to dwell on the past tense, he would be unable to move forward.
He must not move even an inch now.
"The egg of the petrified ghost falcon."
Winnie walked up, folded her arms, looked at the glowing egg in the center of the circle, and said as if to explain. The gauze on her face had been removed, revealing a horrific and twisted wound, but she revealed it indifferently:
"Blue-backed falcon eggs that were mutated by ghosts and experienced the gaze of fossilized snake demons. Extremely precious casting materials. There are only five in total, four have been used, and the one here is the last one.
Petrified ghost falcon eggs can be used as the energy source of a super-large protective array. Compared with the most commonly used gem energy sources or animal specimen energy sources, the protective effect can be more concealed, easier to manipulate, easy to deform, and can be moved. It can maintain more than 80% of the effect even in high-speed motion. This material can also be used as a medium for corpse raising techniques, awakening the corresponding corpse into the form of a falcon, a gentle ghost with consciousness. "
"Exactly," Nesse said. "So you did arrest an occult scholar and ask these questions. Where is the person?"
"In the goblin's room. I separated them with a cage." Winnie answered briefly.
"What day is it today?"
"It's only been one day. Plenty of time."
Then neither of them spoke.
As if if you say one more word, something fragile will be broken.
She didn't say it. But you should know the true purpose of the ghost falcon egg. Nese thought.
She always found a way to find out what she wanted to know. It’s impossible for that occult scholar to only talk about these two basic uses...
"You are indeed a kind person." Winnie said calmly.
That fragile thing was broken. Nese felt furious. Could it be that she took the initiative to offer help and condescended to stay, so she could be condescending and pity him as much as she wanted? He didn't care at all. He's doing the right thing and won't be influenced by these boring factors anymore.
Never again, he had decided.
He stood up and decided to set off immediately to find the next "sample". The elves can give up first. There is no need for such a bad component as elves in the fire of the new world.
Winnie jumped to the side of the big hole faster than him and looked around.
"What are you going to do?" Nese frowned.
"Build a wall. This place needs to be sealed and waiting for incubation, right? The next five days are crucial." She turned around and stared at him, "I ask you, if the devil wipes out the world in these five days What should I do? Isn’t your hard work in vain?”
"I'll find a way."
"Find a way to beg for mercy? Indeed. I have met him, and he seems to be a considerate type."
"Whatever you say. If you want to leave, just leave."
"I won't leave. Because there is no need." Winnie blinked slowly, "In five days, you will become the guardian ghost of this world. By then you will lose your likes, dislikes, joys and anger. You won't If you have any more ideas to deal with me or others, there is no need for me or others to deal with you."
correct. Sure enough she knew. Nese thought.
That thing finally broke completely. A feeling of nothingness flooded into his heart.
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"Rosili. We shouldn't go forward. This sign says 'Forbidden Land'. According to the coordinate calculation, this is Nightcrow Castle." Olympus Master Qi Eryi stopped and walked forward, wearing a bright orange suit. The Nian Xiushi shouted.
"Do you really have to make calculations at all times? Why don't you look here, this sign says 'Nightcrow Castle'." Ms. Citrus turned around and said angrily, "We are here to observe the situation. It should be better Go there and have a look. This way Benna will know where to focus the troops of the Ancient Tombs Warriors."
"According to calculations, the chance of losing our lives in Nightcrow Castle is more than 80%. Unless the value we expect to gain exceeds 80% of the combined value of our two lives, it is worth taking the risk. At present, it looks like Come on, the value is not enough.”
The tone of 721.5 was very polite and very firm, "The route I calculated prevented us from encountering any danger. This is enough to show the credibility of this calculation. You must listen to me..."
"We lose our lives, or we don't lose our lives. There are only two situations. I want to go, will you go?" Luo Sili turned around and continued to walk forward.
"I'll go." The Olympian Mage quickly followed the telepathic attacker and said with a serious face.
"Finally! Thank you for letting go of that terrible arithmetic..."
"If I don't go, the chance of your death is 100%, and we won't gain anything. In comparison, this is a worse choice. You have successfully put me into a gambling dilemma, so I must choose go."
"Oh! Shut up! Nothing will happen!" Roseli screamed, "Look, half of the roof of Nightcrow Castle is still there, which means the devil has never been here at all."
"My calculations suggest otherwise."
"What's your calculation?"
"Yes..." Qi Er replied subconsciously, and then he realized that the words did not come from the front where Luo Sili was, but from behind. The mind attack user also turned his head with a pale face.
They saw a half-elf wearing burnt black leather armor, with messy hair and a terrible scar on one side of his face.
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