Law of the Devil

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(second today ~)

Chapter 394 [Ancient Master]

Frankly, watching Queen Medusa has come to the snow, for a moment, Dewey really had an idea: If Miss Nicole opened her eyes to the snow at this moment, could she petrify this horrible Elf King?

This idea, in the blink of an eye, made Dewey very heartbeat! He has great faith in Queen Medusa's terrible petrochemical magic.

You know, even that powerful old dragon was petrified by Queen Medusa!! Golden Dragon's innate strong magical immunity does not withstand Queen Medusa's gaze! If it wasn't for the dragon's "dragon god guardian” such a lifesaving move...

Whatever thoughts Dewey had in mind, the snow fell as if it had been immediately guessed.

King Pokémon sat down and glanced at Dewey: “Duke Tulip, what a surprise, I can't believe that there is such a Queen Medusa around you... Queen Medusa has always lived alone, I really didn't think that such a noble and beautiful creature would join a human being. ”

After a pause, he looked at Dewey and smiled softly: “I know what you're thinking, but I advise you to spare me. Do you know why I just said that Golden Eyed Python was a good friend of the Elves who lived in the forest? Because Golden Eyed Python's instinctual gifted petrochemical spell is powerful, but because this indiscriminate attack is too dangerous, although Queen Medusa is very beautiful after evolution, even in the age of mythology, no race dares to approach this beautiful creature - except us elves! The golden-eyed python's staring petrochemical spell is ineffective for the Elves, and that's why our two races can live together in peace and security in the forest. And... I'm afraid you don't know a little bit. ”

“... what?” Dewey, who was guessed by snow, did not hide his thoughts.

“Queen Medusa's eyes cannot be opened at will!” Snow fell gently sighed, looking at Miss Nicole, as if even the beautiful Elf King was a little obsessed with the beautiful Miss Nicole, looking at Miss Nicole's crystalline skin, the snow fell a little sad: “In ancient times, after evolving into Queen Medusa, it was recognized as the most beautiful creature in the world. Unfortunately, this creature has a fatal weakness. Their staring petrochemical spell is indiscriminate and beyond their control! It's the sadness of these creatures too! Because no one dares approach this creature! Moreover, other races hunt these beautiful and dangerous creatures for fear of their powerful magic of indiscriminate attacks. Even in ancient times, the number of Queen Medusa was extremely sparse. And... although God has given them powerful petrochemical techniques, every time they use them, there is a huge price! ”

Paused for a while, snow fell and even Nicole's face was full of doubt.

Nicole never knew these things herself - after all, she only evolved into Queen Medusa's golden-eyed python after drinking the Fountain of Youth by mistake. No one has ever told her what this creature really is.

“Life.” Snowfall finally answered: "Queen Medusa's gaze, which even the Holy Strong cannot resist, is a magical indiscriminate, disregarding the ‘genius spell' of the previous great attack of rank. Unfortunately, this powerful spell is based on the depletion of vitality. The stronger your opponent, the more life you consume! If a Queen Medusa faced a low-level opponent and opened her eyes to petrify each other, perhaps nothing. But if the opponent is too powerful, to be precise, if the opponent's mental power is too strong... then you also know that any magic, even talented magic, is based on powerful magic. The stronger the opponent's mental strength, the stronger the corresponding resistance. Then, the more vitality Queen Medusa consumes… although as long as she evolves into Queen Medusa, she will have about 2,000 years of life, which is almost as powerful as the Golden Dragon. But even longer lives cannot withstand frequent petrochemical openings - especially when confronted with too strong an opponent. ”

Finally, the snow fell without concealing anything: “The noble Queen Medusa, if you want to petrify me, frankly, with my strength, I'm afraid even if your petroleum technique succeeds, you will soon die of depletion of vitality… Besides, we elves, the petroleum technique of golden-eyed python, are immune. As an elf, I am very fond of a creature as beautiful as you, so please don't try that method that only hurts you. ”

Dewey's a little upset right now! He never knew about these things, and... Queen Medusa has used them several times to stare at Petrification, especially in the face of the Dragon Clan! Isn't that a lot of life already consumed? So... how much life is left in Medusa today?

When she looked at Nicole, Dewey suddenly moved in her heart, and the slightest anxiety was darkened.

Miss Nicole is different! She drank the Fountain of Youth! The kind of treasure that gives life to creatures other than humans! That's why her vitality became stronger.

After the snow fell, I poured myself a glass of wine and drank it. He was not at all concerned about poisoning Dewey, being an elf, knowing about a group of elves who were very good at plants, about all kinds of toxic plants and magic plants, and even surpassing the magic pharmacists of humans.

“Are you... are you really an elf? You really know about me?” Miss Nicole's voice, though apathetic, is a little more concerned than usual. After all, whoever it is, always wants to increase their knowledge of themselves.

Dewey was silent, he immediately gave up his mind and slowly put his hand out of his sleeve on the table. He glanced at Nicole, who seemed a little complicated, sighed darkly in his heart, and then smiled again on Dewey's face: "So, Lord Elf, as my guest, would you please satisfy my curiosity? I'm very curious about the legendary stories I told you about history. ”

With a charming smile on his snowy face, he nodded slightly: “This is not a difficult request, at least these legends, where we are, are known to almost everyone. Except... Dear Duke, where would you like to hear it? ”

Duviro pondered a little bit and his eyes fell on the replica of the "gun of Longinus” in the room.

“Start with it!” Dewey slowly said: “Mr. Snow falls, I wonder how the guns of our human knights can be synonymous with betrayal in the mouths of your sinners. ”

Snow fell silently, his eyes turned a little dark, and a moment later, the Elf King's voice revealed a slight irony: “Sinners? Well, you used such a word. Hmm, sin, is that what you humans call us? ”

Snow fell and his fingers gently twisted up the glass. He sighed shallow and sighed. King Pokémon's bright eyes looked at Dewey quietly as if they were in the light.

“Duke of Tulip, do you know which race dominated this continent, 10,000 years ago, above this world? ”

In the face of this problem, Duvirosa pondered. Now that the snow has fallen, there is no doubt that the answer is not human.

“Is it elf tribe?” Dewey tried to answer a question.

“No, we elves, although we have excellent talented magic, have always had a small population of elves. And we love good things, we love peace and quiet, and the Elves love to live in the forest and have little contact with the outside world. So the Elves are not the masters of the continent. ”

“So it's a dwarf?” Dewey also found this assumption of his own somewhat ridiculous.

Indeed……

“No. Dwarves live mostly in the hills, they love to dig caves, they have a grumpy temper, they don't like to live on vast plains, and the dwarf race lacks wisdom, so they never dominate the continent. ”

“So, you're not an Orc, are you?” In Dewey's heart immediately emerged a picture of the survival of a variety of humanoid beasts...

“Neither is it.” Snowfall laughed: “The Orcs themselves have many branches, a lot of them, and they have good fertility. Unfortunately, because of many natural limitations, the Orc race lacks magical talent. Although it can have some powerful Orc warriors, it lacks some... hmm, spirituality and wisdom. So, the Orcs were never the masters of the continent. ”

“Neither?” Dewey laughed: "Is it still human? ”

The snow had to look at Dewey more, and the Elf King's eyes were filled with mockery: “Of course I'm not talking about humans. In fact, even in the ancient times, you humans were not as good as us elves! Humans have a huge population, but your physical qualities are not Orc strong, your technical talents are not Dwarf strong, your magical talents are not Pokémon strong, so nature is not the dominion of the continent. ”

“Neither?” Dewey, this is really stuck: “So, which race is it? ”

Snow shook his head, and King Elf's beautiful eyes filled with doubt: “This is the biggest doubt I've had since I arrived in your human world! What surprises me is that you humans have been so thorough in deleting history, but what surprises me is that even for us elves or Orcs, even in a handful of books, and even in some of your strange legendary stories of humankind, there are descriptions of us… although they are all preposterous. But there is only one race, and you humans seem to have buried the fact that they once existed, so completely!! Not even a trace and a trace left!! Not at all!! Such a most important race, in your human history, is completely ‘gone’! I have to say, you human goddess of light, you've done it so thoroughly! ”

Dewey's appetite was completely hung.

A race you never knew?

The snowfall looks like it's getting a little scary too!

The Elf King took a deep breath, poured himself a small glass of wine, drank it quickly, and then lowered his voice to say a name in a strange tone.

“Demons! Though, they call themselves the ‘Divine Nation’. It was a once glorious and terrifying race, born with an excellent magical gift, strong flesh, superior wisdom, and... cruel nature! In the ancient times, the Demons were the masters of this world! And we, the Elves, used to live only in the forests on the north side of the continent. Dwarves live in the mountains that you humans now call the Kilimaro Mountains. The fate of the Orcs and you humans is even worse… In ancient times, the Orcs and you humans were all inferior peoples belonging to the Demons, and even slaves! It was a terrible and powerful race that once had a glorious civilization on this continent, and the gods they believed in were once recognized as the most powerful gods… demons and demons! ”

Demon Clan?

Devil?

Dewey couldn't help but be a little stubborn when he repeatedly read these two words in his heart.

In my heart, suddenly, I remembered the vast ocean of the east, the island of the imprisoned, self-proclaimed devil's servant, the old man called Chris!

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