Chapter 1,180 The Legendary Black and Red Evil Spirits
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"I think being able to use the power in your hands tactfully and prudently is an important basis for judging whether a person is mature and smart."
"Don't just lean in and pretend to be familiar with someone to teach others."
I pushed the old drunkard's face away, but in an instant, like a roulette wheel turning half a circle, the old man Farah's smiling and wrinkled face appeared in front of me.
"Dear Wu, you who have the power, and I who have the knowledge, let us two work together to create a beautiful new era for this world."
Like a comrade in life and death, Farah patted my shoulder, pointing directly to the west, crying.
Unfortunately, there is no sea, no sunset, and not even a window to see the sky.
A new era without sky, sea and sun... Do you want to help the Hell Clan rebel?
Besides, I don’t want to join the team with an old man who has no buying points and cannot attract players at all, and happily embarks on an RPG adventure to save the world. This kind of guy is only worthy of playing the role of someone who suddenly breaks into the protagonist’s team on the way forward, covered in blood. , there is only one breath left, and then of course there are lines.
"There are monsters ahead..."
How about I be merciful enough? At least I gave him a positive face and a line of dialogue. He was supposed to be a tragic character who died tragically and was trampled under the iron hooves of the monsters and turned into a pile of mosaic objects.
"No, this bastard seems not to let us go..."
"If this continues, we will really be sent to the misty forest to chop down trees..."
Rogge, the first stingy one, and the second stingy one, the two people who were supposed to be enemies, had a formal meeting for the first time. They squatted in the corner and started whispering to each other.
"If we don't do anything else, how about we kidnap Akara?"
"No, Akara is useless now. We have to kidnap Vilas or one of them."
"I'll just trick that little girl Sharna into getting lost in the mountains."
Hey, hey, hey, I heard it all, bastard, what do you want to do to your students, where is your dignity as a teacher? !
"Hmph, there's no need to discuss it. Let you burn the remaining energy now and thank me. It's me who made your life, which could only be confused with the toilet, burst into glory like a fly at the last moment. "
"What's with the fly-like brilliance?!"
Two old guys, they are quite accurate when it comes to making complaints.
"If that's the case, there's nothing we can do about it."
The old drunkard suddenly stood up, and the expression on his face suddenly became righteous.
"Drunkard, you..."
"Farah, have you forgotten? We are the elders of the alliance."
At this moment, the old drunkard seemed like a tall knight standing on the hill, exuding an aura of justice and seriousness.
"We who shoulder the glory, even if we are treated unfairly, for the sake of the entire alliance, we must swallow it silently, let alone cutting down trees, even if we go to hide in the harshest snow mountain cave in Harrogath for a winter There will be no hesitation in paying the debt."
Yes, sorry to interrupt, I seem to have heard some strange private purpose and self-inflicted cause and effect mixed in this righteous speech.
"Really? Drunkard, you finally realized it."
At this time, old man Farah also stood up, as if he had finally torn away his usual disguise of being old and careless, his face became dark and vicissitudes, especially his eyes, which were shining with lightning, not as if, but really. Threads of electric snakes were twisting and dancing.
"All this time, I have been enduring, pretending to be stupid, and acting like I'm only a little better than you, just to wait for the day when you wake up!!"
Although I don’t know why... no, I don’t understand why this guy endured the humiliation at all, but it sounds like a very remarkable reason, such as secretly peeing on the grass in the park to save polar bears.
"Farah, I didn't expect you..." The old drunkard was obviously excited.
"Don't mention the past anymore. We just need to look forward now and restore the reputation of the Black and Red Evils."
Oh oh oh...I don't know what to complain about.
"No, wait, it should be the red and black demons."
"No, if you think about it more carefully, it should actually be the black and red demons."
"I think you are an old fool, old man Farah."
"It was you who drank and became stupid!"
The duo, who originally worked together and seemingly wanted to save the world, fell apart because of the order of titles.
If there really is a boss defeated by these two people, and the world saved, that would be really sad.
"Wow~~~cough cough cough~~~~~"
It was at this time, yes, it was at this time, that the old drunkard suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood, his body swayed exaggeratedly, and he leaned against the chair behind him and softened.
"Drunkard, what's wrong with you?!" Farah quickly [shocked].
"I...I can't... anymore."
The old drunkard suddenly became extremely angry, coughing blood and smiling weakly.
"Why did it become like this!" Old Man Farah couldn't believe it.
"Do you still remember the war three years ago?" The old drunkard cast his eyes into the void, as if he was remembering something.
"Remember, it was a brutal battle." Old Man Farah hissed.
"In that battle... everyone was seriously injured, and with great difficulty... we finally sealed the great demon Bane." The old drunkard showed a proud expression.
Oh oh oh, a new enemy has appeared, not the great demon Baal, but the great demon Baan.
"Could it be that your current injury was at that time..." Old Man Farah was shocked when he saw the old drunkard coughing up blood.
"No……"
The old drunkard shook his head, showing sad eyes.
"After saving the world, the next day, in order to celebrate, I went to the bar to drink, and the result..."
"Could it be that... those rubbish nobles who originally begged us like dogs were afraid that a few of us would have too much prestige and rob them of their rights, so they committed a murderous attack?!"
Old Farah's thoughts suddenly became gray and rotten.
"In the end, because I didn't have any money on me, I was slapped lightly by the bar owner from a distance. I didn't expect that the injury I suffered at that time would actually occur now!" The old drunkard's eyes widened, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked like he was about to die. Lively.
Farah: "..."
I:"……"
It's not the big devil or the noble, it's the bar owner, what a cheap savior, what a sharp bar owner. If I had known this, wouldn't it have been enough to have asked the bar owner to seal that big devil? Look at what you guys are doing.
"I thought I could last for eight, eight, forty-nine days, but I didn't expect... or..."
You’re wrong, you’re so wrong, you’re only eight or eleven days old, right? You idiot! ! !
"Bedivere..."
The old drunkard's weak eyes fell on Farah's face and he called softly.
Ah, the title suddenly changed.
"Take my sword."
No, that's a spear...
Watching old man Farah respectfully take over the wooden spear often used by the old drunkard, although I didn't know what drama they were playing, I still complained.
"Listen carefully, go through this forest, pass through the bloody hills, continue walking and you will see a lake of water, put my sword into it."
Hey, is this really okay? Is there really no problem with copyright? !
"This time I sleep..."
"Hi!!"
Before the old drunkard could finish what he said, I kicked her several times in a row, hoping that she would sleep longer, preferably forever. That would really be a big help to the dark world.
If this guy keeps talking, it won't be as simple as copyright infringement.
Forget it, let’s not argue with this old woman for the time being. Let’s get rid of Old Man Farah. This guy dares to spread the greatest shame in my life. Both he and Mu Aodonggua must die! ! "
As soon as I turned around, I was hit by a strong momentum that made me almost unable to open my eyes.
The source of the momentum, Old Man Farah, with his black mage robes fluttering, seemed to be the center of the world. The atmosphere used him as a vortex, spinning at high speed, blowing up waves of devastating momentum.
"I'm really sorry for keeping it hidden from everyone until now."
In this overwhelming aura, old man Farah turned a faint look and said this.
"The great demon Lord Bane is about to be resurrected, and I'm going to stop it."
So who is the great devil Baan? Is he the son of Baal? !
"Use the sword of Dai in your hand."
They say this is a gun, even if it’s a sword, it’s Derpy’s sword, you bastard.
"In the name of the Dragon Knight."
Shut up, you are already struggling to be a village elder at your age. The corpse of the village elder can be used as a weapon, but your corpse can only be used as fertilizer! !
By the time I finished complaining, old man Farah had already teleported away.
Really, these guys...
Linya and I were all stunned and speechless.
"Bang-!!"
"Oh oh oh----!!"
With a scream, the old drunkard, who wanted to take advantage of our daze and sneak out of the door, suddenly let out a scream, flew out, and his head happened to be buried in a large wooden barrel.
"I seemed to have hit something just now..."
Arturia opened the tent in a hurry and walked in. She glanced at us in confusion.
"It's nothing, it's just your illusion."
He casually grabbed a piece of rag and covered the two legs that were struggling at the mouth of the bucket. We all denied it in unison.
If you make a copycat, you will be punished by the real owner.
"Don't talk about this, Artoria, you came here because you heard the news about Akela."
Afraid that this idiot would continue to entangle me, I quickly changed the subject and asked.
"That's right, I just got the news about Akala ***'s health."
As soon as she heard what was going on, Arturia immediately forgot about what she had just knocked away, and her expression became serious.
"It's okay, it's okay. Grandma Akara is just a little overtired. She just needs to rest for a few days."
"That's good."
Arturia breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that it was just excessive fatigue.
"We're inside now. We've just rested. Let's not disturb you." I pointed to the door behind me and said.
"Really? In that case, I won't bother you. However, I really didn't expect that such an accident would happen before God's birthday."
Frowning slightly, Artoria looked worried.
"Fan, if there is anything I can do to help, please don't hesitate."
"Yeah, I feel relieved when I hear you say that. To be honest, in terms of manpower. Without Grandma Akara to preside over, we will indeed be in trouble. When needed, we will really have to trouble you and your tribe."
"Fan, you made a mistake."
Arturia raised her head slightly, her majestic and beautiful green eyes showing a faint smile.
"It's not your tribe, it's our tribe."
"Ha, I'm sorry, I just didn't expect to be lectured like this by you." I laughed sheepishly, almost forgetting that we are also the princes of the elves now.
"If I am always lectured by Fan in a place like this, I will learn to be smarter."
Arturia's slightly smiling eyes had a deep and moving temperament that attracted my attention and couldn't be moved away.
"Your Majesty Alto, long time no see."
Just as we were staring at each other, Linya took a step forward, stood beside us, and bowed lightly.
Oh oh oh, Linya, breasts, breasts touched! !
Linya was standing quite close to me, almost right next to me. As long as she made any move, the proud rise of her breasts would light up with an ambiguous softness, elasticity and warmth. Nudged over.
It was as if Medusa's gaze instantly turned me to stone.
"It turns out to be Your Excellency Linya."
Arturia nodded slightly, then looked slightly confused.
"Speaking of which, I am now Fan's wife just like Lord Linya. Do we need to change our titles?"
"If you don't mind, just call me Linya."
The smile on Linya's face was as close as the girl next door. Even Artoria was gradually attracted by this temperament, and her always serious attitude became softer.
"Then, Linya, please take good care of me from now on. In exchange, just call me Alto from now on."
"By the way, Artoria, how is your health?"
I suddenly remembered that the blond idiot in front of me was even crazier than Akara. He had not slept for ten days and ten nights. He only rested for one night. Is it really enough?
"It's no problem anymore."
Arturia smiled slightly, and her smile was full of convincing light, which seemed to tell us that she was definitely not a liar.
As expected of the Knight King profession, this terrifying resilience...
Seeing that Artoria didn't look like she was lying, I couldn't help but secretly smack my tongue.
"By the way, Artoria, how about going back to meet everyone tonight, we are ready." I suddenly remembered what I had discussed with Vilas and the others last night, and then turned around and looked at Kane.
"Grandpa Kane, I want to welcome Artoria tonight, okay?"
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