After the temple scandal, the Oracle City suddenly calmed for several days. All the elves were secretly telling that the God Envoy was experimenting with a new terrifying magic in order to save the Oracle City.

Ajiani is now living like a year. She is waiting for Roger to appear every day, but Roger has been locking herself in the bottom floor of the temple, no one sees her, but she is just doing magic experiments. She wanders around the gate of the water prison several times, sensing the magic fluctuations that are sometimes strong and sometimes weak inside, and her heart is getting heavier and heavier.

Elder Sius moved a full set of tables, chairs, benches, and sipping dishes. He stood at the door of the water prison every day. When he was drunk, he would lie on the table and take a nap.

Every time Ajiani comes, she will be forced to drink a few drinks and have a meal by Xius. Elder Xius is respectful, and Ajiani will not refuse to obey.

On this day, she couldn't help but go to see if Roger had come out. As a result, she was caught by Sius as usual and drank several glasses of wine, which made her light golden cheeks look tempting red.

"Ajiani! You have a serious concern recently! Are you afraid that something will happen to Rogue? Don't worry, he won't be in trouble. This kid can survive even if he dies, what are you afraid of?" Xius said in a drunken state.

"Elder Xius..." Ajiani wanted to say something, but she wanted to speak but stopped.

"I heard that Fengdie's child has moved into the envoy's room? Haha, good thing! Are you not good friends? Just be a companion!"

Ajiani slowly lowered her head and said softly: "Elder Xius, it's not like this. Fengdie... She hates me very much now, and she hates God's envoy even more. Do you think that what God's envoy does is right?"

"The child Fengdie is used to being arrogant, so it's good that she has some setbacks. She believes that she will do something with all her heart, so you don't have to worry about her. I'm very worried about you! You are a good child, but sometimes you can't turn around. What the God Envoy does is not so glorious, I know very well. However, we should believe that the God Envoy chosen by Hilo for the Elves will not be wrong."

Xius smiled and drank another cup of sprinkler, then said satisfied: "It's good to have God's envoy here! I don't have to worry about anything, the old man! Ajiani, you and Fengdie must take good care of God's envoy's life in the future! Hehe, this is my selfishness of the old man!"

Ajiani was a little anxious: "Elder Sius, this is not the case! I feel that I don't know why I know that God's envoy is doing something terrible to Rumsfield. He and Fengdie are my best brothers and sisters! And..."

Ajani hesitated for a long time and finally plucked up the courage and said, "The Lord God has always been merciless to anyone who is against him! I... Although I love him very much, I also know how terrible it is to be his enemy! After I was rescued this time, for some reason, I suddenly felt that there were too many darkness and death on him. Elder Sius, I am afraid that Rumsfeld will have something to do..."

Elder Sius had a flat face and asked slowly, "Ajani, do you think the priests and Rumsfield are wrong?"

Ajiani was a little confused, and thought about it before answering: "The elves who have lost their traditions can no longer be considered elves. They can't say that there is a big mistake, right? So... Isn't it too much for God to use such means to deal with them?"

Elder Seus was surprisingly serious and said: "All the traditions of the elves were formed in the glorious era before the Millennium War. At that time, the long-lived elves looked at the entire Gloria continent with an extremely developed magic civilization. Culture and traditions were formed on civilization, but once they were formed, they would tend to self-consolidate, strengthen themselves, and spontaneously reject things that would trigger changes. The glorious era of the elves lasted for more than four thousand years. How much did our elves improve during this period? And how much did other races improve under various survival pressures? The ending of the elves' miserable defeat in the Millennium War is actually an inevitable result. Even if the elves defeated in that battle, the next war will still fail!"

Seeing Ajiani's face full of confusion, Seus sighed and said, "Elf who has lost the tradition cannot be considered an elf. But elves who adhere to all traditions are destined to be erased from history. Traditional things are like a snake that constantly devours its tail. One day, it will embark on the road of self-destruction."

"So!" Seus said firmly: "The two stumbling blocks of the priests and Rumsfeld must be removed! No matter what means the God Envoy uses, the ending will be the same!"

Ajiani nodded in a slight sense of understanding, and Seus's words made her feel more and less at ease.

Sius looked at Ajiani with a pity and said, "Any change will come at a price. Sacrifices and Rumsfield are at a price. The lives of thousands of elves and the lives of the four hundred months of the dark side warrior are also at a price. This price is far from being paid! Good boy, don't think too much. With the God Envoy in front of us, we can live a more relaxed life! Okay, go back! When the God Envoy is done, I will ask him to come to you."

Ajiani sighed lightly, Yingying stood up, and went upstairs as if she was not careful.

Looking at Ajiani's gait, Seus smiled and thought to himself: "It seems that Ajiani doesn't know how powerful he is. Hey! A few bowls of blood can have this effect. Roger, this kid, has a good backstage! It seems that I'm so blind! Um, it turns out that I am the most wisest!"

Ajiani returned to the third floor and was about to push the door open when the door quietly opened.

Feng Die stood behind the door, leaned over slightly, and waited respectfully for Ajiani to enter the door.

Ajiani's face was dull, and she didn't even look at Feng Die. She lowered her head and rushed into the inner bedroom, leaned on the bed and started crying.

Feng Die had no expression and gently covered the door, returned to the maid's room, stood quietly, with a green light flashing on her body, and began to practice fighting spirit again.

After Roger went to interrogate Rumsfield that morning, Feng Die moved all her belongings to Roger's room. But no matter how Ajiani stopped her, she insisted on moving into the maid's room. Since then, whenever she saw Ajiani, Feng Die would greet her in the most respectful tone, but she was cold and had no feelings in her words.

Ajiani cried for a while, wiped away her tears, came to Fengdie's room door, and gently pushed open the door.

Feng Die slowly opened her eyes, Yingying came to Ajiani and bowed: "Dear Miss Ajiani, do you have any instructions?"

Ajiani held Fengdie and looked into her eyes deeply: "Fengdie! Don't do this anymore, okay? You don't understand Lord God's Messenger. If you fight against him like this, you will only suffer the loss! Moreover, I always feel that there is another mystery in the contract that Lord God's Messenger asked you to sign. He will never say for no reason that your sacrifice is stupid. Fengdie, we are the best sisters, and the same will be true in the future. As long as you and Rumsfeld promise not to go against Lord God's Messenger, I will ask him to let you go!"

The figure became clear.

This is a handsome, evil and tall elf. He only had a few dark green fabric around his waist, and most of his skin was naked, and he could not feel the coldness of the deep winter in the northern country. His skin was strange, with light purple blue, and fine black scales flashing in his chest, lower abdomen, elbows, knees and other places.

Against the swaying candlelight in front of Seus, his eyes kept changing in color. When the candlelight was dim, there was a faint green in his eyes, and when the candlelight was bright, it turned golden.

Sius looked at Raphael deeply. The elf warrior kept radiating a bit of biting cold air outward, and his long silver hair slowly fluttered in the cold air. He could vaguely see a little Rumsfeld's shadow in his eyebrows, but his eyes were much deeper and his nose was higher. He lacked the original sunshine and handsomeness, and had more evil charm.

"Elder Sius, Raphael has just woken up and is not able to control his own strength. I am too tired to notice this and accidentally freeze two elves to death." Roger said while eating. It seems that he is really hungry.

Seus sighed and said, "God Messenger, the growth rate of your power is really beyond my expectations! Even the terrifying dark creatures like the Shadow Knight can be tested in such a magical way. However, although the power of darkness and death is powerful and easy to use, it is absolutely not without cost to use them! You need to control the use and dependence on these two powers."

Roger raised his head and tried to swallow the whole vegetable, and then said: "Using any power has a price. Light power, elemental power and even obscure space energy have a price. These prices are not necessarily less than using dark and death powers. Although I don't know what the price of these powers is, these forces cannot be used for free. On the contrary, I know what dark and death powers will bring to me."

He paused, thought for a while, and said, "Elder Sius, most people will choose an unknown future, so that although they may pay a greater price, they still have hope of profit. But I am different, I would rather pay a known price. I know I can afford this price."

Seus said softly: "I'm afraid you think you can bear it, but in the end you will regret it!"

"What?" Roger didn't hear clearly. He was busy dealing with Sius' half pot of good wine.

"there is nothing."

Sius said: "If I guess correctly, you want me to help you train Raphael, right? The Shadow Knight is born with invisible ability and is indeed a natural terrifying killer. How much talent does this kid have left in combat? What level do you want him to reach? How much time do you give me?"

"That's right! Elder Seus, Raphael will become a sharp sword in my hand. I need him to come to Dresden to meet me within seven days. By that time, I hope he can be equivalent to a killer of about ten levels. As for other forces, I will let him grow slowly in battle. As for combat talent, you can rest assured that he has completely retained his talent as the guardian of the Elf Church."

"What? It's completely preserved?" Sius said in a lost voice: "This is impossible! Among all the dark secret techniques, the most effective way to transform elves into dark creatures can only retain half of their wisdom. How did you do it?"

Roger smiled and said, "Elder Seus, how could you, such a wise old fox, not even know this? If you really don't know, wouldn't you just check the collection of ancient elf languages ​​yourself?"

Seus snorted, his old face turned red, and he slowly said, "If I had such great ability, I wouldn't have to hide in the Central Mountains for more than four hundred years. After staying for four hundred years, even the wisest elf would become a fool."

Roger poured a big mouthful of wine, let out a long breath, and asked again: "Elder Seus, don't be humble! If you are humble, you will scare me away! You see Raphael's choice of equipment and suitable martial arts skills. I know nothing about martial arts, so you can only rely on you."

When Seus nodded, Roger said again: "The City of Oracle has been quite peaceful these days, but you must not be idle. You must know the composition and whereabouts of the human coalition that came to besiege our a few days ago?"

Sius stroked his neat beard and replied calmly: "Of course! I have been the chief elder of the Darkmoon Tribe, which specializes in military and martial arts for more than a hundred years. Is there no common sense yet?"

Roger finally had enough food and drink. He patted his stomach with satisfaction and smiled: "Elder Seus, your life is very leisurely lately!"

"Where is it! Haven't I been serving as a guardian for you all the time?"

"Is that so? It's really hard to do such a small thing for you. But there is a big thing that must be done right now! There are several level 12 magicians in Oracle City now?" Roger asked Seus with a sinister smile.

Sius instinctively felt something was wrong, but he still replied: "There are two. One is Elder Sarah and the other is an elder of the Seven Color Deer Tribe. Do you have any ideas?"

"Yes! You must know 'magic solidification', right? I need this, I don't want to be killed again! With this, I will have a little more chance of survival." Roger replied.

Xius immediately looked embarrassed. He pondered for a long time, and finally made up his mind and replied: "No problem! Elder Criedel of the Seven Color Deer Tribe can cast this magic! I will convince him!"

‘Magic solidification’ belongs to the sixth level magic, which can permanently solidify a low-level magic onto the casting object. Such a powerful magic is also at the same cost: the caster’s magic power will permanently reduce the power by two levels. There are very few magicians at the twelve level, who is willing to sacrifice himself like this? Even the great magician who originally developed ‘Magic solidification’ had never cast this magic once.

Roger smiled, lowered his voice and asked again, "So dear Elder Sius, do you have any news about the Silver Dragon that day?"

Xius said helplessly: "I knew you, the dark guy, would definitely ask this question! It lives on a mountain peak of more than 200 kilometers in the east and has no idea of ​​leaving yet. But I want to remind you that the silver dragon is an adult dragon! With the current strength of the Oracle City, even if it is so beautiful, it cannot do anything to it!"

Roger thought for a while and suddenly asked, "How many magicians are there in our level 8 or above now? I remember they were twelve. Is there any damage?"

"Fortunately, only one person was killed in battle. There are eleven more people, what's wrong?"

Roger thought for a long time and said slowly: "I need to know more about the Silver Dragon to know if my method is feasible. Elder Xius, you have to worry about this."

Seus nodded with a bitter face and agreed, and then he saw it in horror, Roger still looked at him with hope.

"Elder Sius!" Roger piled up the warmest and most professional smile.

Seus sighed inwardly and said powerlessly: "Sir God, what other good things do you need me to come forward?"

"Elder Seus! I'm all for the future of the elves! If you don't drag you into the water, I won't be at ease even if I sleep. Well, I need ten elves who are willing to sacrifice themselves, have a firm will and have a deep scheming. It may be difficult to find ten elves. Two or three are a must for the time being." Roger said with a smile.

Seus smiled bitterly. This was definitely not a good job, but he knew very well what Roger wanted to do. Beauty schemes have always been a simple and effective way. However, elf women should be beautiful, willful, and sacrifice are not a problem. The difficulty lies in the words of deep scheming. That's why Roger said the words "ten" difficult to find.

As soon as Seus gritted his teeth and agreed, Roger smiled and said, "This is one of them."

Sius' old face turned green immediately.
Chapter completed!