The Crystal Palace Of Heaven

Stretching out of the dark, damp and gloomy underground city, walking in the winding hills, the dark mountains on both sides are like huge monsters in the wilderness, and the exact shape is not clear, but it is enough to oppress people. Can't tell.

All kinds of strange monsters are densely distributed among the dark mountains, or rest on the ground, or patrol, walk, or build weapons, or fight and fight, no matter from which point of view, this is a accumulation of Large piles of hormones have no place to vent troops. The rough-headed tauren flashed fierce eyes, staring at the surroundings, as if everyone were their enemies; the serpents who meandered and crawled made a sound of "簌簌", exchanging cold and cold The vicious sight; the harpy flies flew high in the sky, leaving a gruesome sharp laugh.

In the deepest part of the mountain, a huge altar has been constructed. The huge unknown stone statues laid out abstract handprint movements, forming a complex spell-casting gesture; the trajectory of the dents is inlaid with various gems of extremely high purity, turning into magical nodes; seven are made of ebony The high platform supports the shape of the arms and is placed orderly in the magic circle, and the magic weapon of the individuality is placed in the "hand palm". The huge magical torrent turned into an invisible airflow, lingering throughout the altar, passing through the mountains, as if howling by countless ghosts and monsters; the colorful mottled light flickering, gorgeous and beautiful, but it was so weird. Palpitations.

The tall woman kneeled down in the middle of the altar, and her black robe could not conceal her graceful and voluptuous posture. She whispered low. There are words.

The drow elf with the blood of the demigod looked back to himself, and the woman crawling in the center of the altar looked a little bit preoccupied.

"It's a magnificent altar!" The man's voice sounded from behind the drow elf. This is a dark and damp underground world around. The strange and magnificent altars are completely out of place with men. He should be in his early thirties, tall and mighty, like a statue made of granite. The lines of the facial features are strong and firm, with an unruly smile on the corner of his mouth, but it will not give a stubborn and inhuman feeling. He has long red hair side by side, obviously only hair. It seemed to have a faint luster gliding across the hair tips, just like a burning flame.

He just wore a linen cloth from an ordinary farmhouse. But standing there is more like a king than anyone else. The so-called male **** is that even the apron and big pants can wear the effect of top fashion. This guy may be such a character. Like this, it seems to be a guy who is directly poured out with male hormones and domineering pride. Even if standing in the square of Seroxia, it is the focus of human eyes, and being in this dark and dark area becomes a light source.

"The last time I passed by here, it was still a deserted place. What is it now? Only in half a year, can you build a triumph square in the dark mountains? ? "

"The twelve statues of the Holy Spirit on the Triumph Square of Seroxia, but there is no such scale." The demigod drow patted the statue next to him, revealing a complex smile, a bit sighing. There was a bit of sarcasm, and a bit of ignorance that was unclear and difficult to detect: "If you put tens of thousands of corpses of indigenous coolies under the foundation. Even an orc can do this within a few months. Works. "

"The emperors of humans and elves will demonstrate their merits with huge buildings. The former is too short-lived, hoping to pass on the proof of their existence to future generations; the latter pays too much attention to the past and history because of longevity. So we need to use all means to remember everything now. But no matter what kind. It is a meaningless fool. "The red-haired great man said with a smile:" Compared, at least you are not wasting. "

"Perhaps because of it. The bugs lack a little emotion in themselves." The drow elf sneered sneerly and said to the red-haired man: "Anyway, Lord Elyas, I really thank you Everything you help. "

"Mercenaries do not choose enemies nor businesses. You have paid for it, and naturally deserve the best service." Taikoo Red Dragon, a humanoid figure, the mercenary legend has a hearty smile, like an extreme smile Those gold salesmen who walked the line of "treating people with integrity": "You will finish the last job first, I will wait for the final payment here."

The drow smirked indifferently and pondered, and then a horn-like thing was drawn from his arms and placed on the only empty table in the altar.

Seven treasures with different specifications and styles, as if they were dragged by invisible forces, at the same moment, suddenly resembled the ringing Hong Zhong, waves of gold and iron contended in the air. The treacherous magical light flows like a stream of water in the dents in the altar, and meets, releasing a more dazzling breath.

"The battle between the rebels and the blasphemers will shed enough blood. The long-lost glory, my glory will come again in this world!"

This woman's voice is pleasing to the ears, moving enough, and refined enough to be wrapped in a thick, gloomy feeling, as if it was a snowy wind blowing in the icy canyon in winter, and it doesn't look stern. , Does not seem violent, but enough to make people feel the trembling sensation from the soul to the body.

If you can overcome the spiritual and psychological discomfort that this voice brings to you, you will soon find that this gloomy voice still hides obvious joy.

"You are doing very well. Imory Hep, my lovely son. You are smarter and more powerful than any of them, and are my best son!" The woman with her back to Zall finally stood up. Turned back. Even when praising her "excellent" son, she also carried a sense of arrogance and alienation from the top, as if she were praising a competent subordinate.

Just subordinates ...

This is also a woman with a typical drow appearance. Coffee-colored skin, red eyes like blood, long white hair. but. She has beauty and prestige that no drow elves can match. It was a dream-like fantasy full of fatal temptations and dangerous extreme beauty, as well as a cold and majestic temperament that overlooked the world and regarded life as ants.

"For you, I can do anything, my supreme mother." The demigod, Zor Imorihepu, who had blood from the drow hero Dante Mills and the spider rose, bowed his head to his The mother was respectful. His attitude is not directly facing the intimacy and filial piety of his biological mother. But with a kind of courtier facing the king, even the slave like the master. Officially stubborn.

Called by the demigod drow as "mother", the identity of the "drow woman" is naturally self-evident.

Legend has it that Rose's dharma body behind the spider is a huge half-human half-spider. However, after she assumed the guardian priest of the drow elf, she became a half-drow half-spider half-evil spirit. However, when Dante Mills expelled it and invited the night goddess Leto to guard the dark elves, Rose lost her priesthood. Having a divine personality, possessing divine power, but not having a divine position, after all, is an incomplete deity. This is the embarrassing time of Rose after the spider for thousands of years, which is why the term has always been "six pillar demon gods" instead of "seven demon gods". Both her enemies and allies regarded the power that had existed since the era of the gods as an attachment to Mullens, the king of the rocky hermit.

But anyway. She is still a deity. Even if it is an incomplete deity, even in these thousands of years, since she was overthrown by the king of Jianglongyan, she has never appeared in front of others, and she has not even participated in any time with those "bad rebels" "--The battle of the drow elves, even many young drows have gradually forgotten her existence. The existence of this woman incarnation is still a deity.

"Noni Jor!" Rose after the spider called the name of another son. She looked at the creeping outside the altar, honestly as if it were a puppy crypt lord: "How is the battle going?"

"At present, we are on the offensive." The most calm and favorite one of the four lords of the Crypt Lord, calmly and slowly, with a calm and watery tone. His subtext is actually that the situation is unfavorable, and he can't attack after a long time of attack.

"It's a bunch of useless little guys. If your brother is in a better situation, can it bring me a different situation?" Spider-Man said flatly. The muzzle was so high and indifferent as ice, not like a mother recounting the heirs who were fighting on the plain of Rantirio.

"However, mother, no matter where the battle situation tends to be, it doesn't make much difference to you!" Crypt Lord said: "If Walsgaard is also on the battlefield, maybe our plan will not be so smooth."

"Maybe it will finish faster. He is after all the strongest of your brothers." Spider said: "However, his serious injury made your father very nervous. This is an unexpected joy. He He is a good father who loves his heirs very much.

The King of Rockyin really loves his children, of course, only if those children are seen by him-such as within the Four Heavenly Kings. To put it more directly, the few favored crypt lords, such as the Four Heavenly Kings, are the sons of Mullens, but the dragon crypt lords, although they are also the blood of the devil, are in his eyes the same as ordinary subjects.

In any case, compared with the indifferent spider, Mullens is already a "good father".

"Even if she was told that she had died several sons. The emotion of this deity would not be shaken at all? When the spider was the patron saint of the drow elf, it was a dark, cold, cruel and evil taste, full of belly. The mad woman in bad water, once irritated, also has a tyrannical madness. But it is more interesting than before in such a cold and cold look. "Elyas couldn't help thinking so.

Taikoo Red Dragon does not seem to have any intersection with the queen spider, but the latter has noticed him. The spider ’s eyes stayed on him, and with just one glance, he saw through the human appearance disguised by the Red Dragon: "El Yas ... the past enmity is after all a thing of the past. It is because of your great effort this time For the sake of it, that's all. "

"Mercenaries don't choose enemies, respectable ladies. Who is the customer underneath, they are on the side of who is below. Your son hired me, then, I will certainly do the job." Elyas bowed his head. Laughing, both expressions and movements have taken a variety of low postures: "But anyway, I still want to thank you for your generosity. As a mercenary and a broad-minded customer, it is better than anything!"

I do n’t know if there ’s a sarcasm in the other party ’s words, but maybe it ’s because an arrogant and violent Taikoo Red Dragon also put a low posture in front of him, or maybe because Rose, who is a god, is really serious and generous Nodded in satisfaction.

"Now, everything is ready, all we need is waiting. The mother does not have to worry about the worldly battle, she should recuperate herself and wait for the final moment to come." Imory Hep

"Your opinion is always right, my son. Indeed, we just need to ... wait." After the spider said this, he closed his eyes slowly. At that moment, all the rhythm and breath that represented life were gone from her body. She seemed to suddenly become a dead person in an instant.

Even the canyon outside the altar saw a huge airflow of wings flapping the sky, and she never woke up again.

The huge dragon hovered over the altar for a week, then landed quickly. The huge dragon body began to shrink continuously, but when it finally landed, it turned into a petite girl.

Imori Hep and Johnny looked at the little girl and said nothing.

It was a little human girl who looked only twelve or three years old. The petite and lovely body is full of vitality, and the fair-skinned, fair-skinned skin seems to be flowing with a warm and elegant luster. The golden pupil shines like the sun, and the long golden hair is dark in color, but it looks like The morning sun is deep and noble. The little girl opened her lips, revealing a cute little tiger tooth.

It can be seen that if this girl grows up, she will definitely be the beauty of the country. Now, it's just a cute and lovely Lolita of Yuxue.

Of course, no one will see this little girl as a human being, and her "growing up" will necessarily take thousands of years.

"Dad! I'm back!" The little girl let out a fresh and charming loli tone and ran to Elyas' stride.

"How is it, the scenery of the war is still very interesting?" Swire Honglong's face showed a spoiled smile that all fathers would see when they saw cute daughters.

"What's so interesting about a group of fools? Every time I play this kind of dumb fight, I don't have any technical content!" The little girl sneered and sneered: "And people circled on the battlefield for several laps, just Hidden, no one actually found it. "

"Someone might have discovered it long ago, but it's just too lazy to talk ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Elyas laughed, pondered and asked again:" You said something interesting, there is really nothing interesting ? "

"Well, speaking of it, a group of dwarves appeared from the position of the spiral staircase. They looked even more stupid. They were obviously only in the early 30,000s, but in a very arrogant manner, they were several times the enemy. The surroundings slowly began to unfold. “The little girl said with a sneer.“ It ’s not funny that the fool was slaughtered, so I came back. ”

Elyas stunned slightly, then sighed helplessly again: "Unfortunately, my daughter, you may have missed the most wonderful scene."

The little girl ignored the sigh of her father and asked happily, "If you say that, Dad, where is the funny little magician you mentioned last time?"

"He? Ha ha, maybe he will jump out at the most critical time. Don't be fooled by him." Red Dragon looked at the demigod and the crypt in the distance. Lord, he lowered his voice and laughed, his eyes lit up, his expression strange: "Otherwise, we will become enemies later."

"Are you enemies with Dad?" The little girl looked at her father faintly, struggling for less than two seconds, and then she launched a frantic and evil "bright" smile: "Ahahaha, this must also be very Interesting! "(To be continued)