Law of the Devil

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Chapter 617 [Great? Childish?]

Dewey's face immediately revealed his most sincere smile. Haha laughed a few times. He raised his head to his chest and walked towards the snow. He stayed close and looked at the warm smile on his face as if he was about to go up and hug the Elf King.

“Mr. Snowfall!” Dewey has held Snowfall's hand with both hands. The expression on his face is like a reunion of old friends for many years. It's exciting and exciting. It's a joy. The voice is even more emotional: “In previous years, when I couldn't sleep every night in the northwest, I thought of Mr. Snowfall's voice and smile. Mr. History is in sight. I also want to go north this time, I don't know if I have the chance to meet with you. I can't believe you knew my heart and invited me first - even if you didn't write to me, I would have written to you and invited you to come to Yajincheng City drunk! ”

With that said, the passionate fire only feared the water burning out, and only heard Rohart following him blush, thinking: Our Duchess, his face is thick, it's not really covered!

Snowflake had a slightly cloudy expression, and suddenly he got up unnaturally, coughed up, drew his hand out of Dewey's paw, smiled strangely on his face, and looked at Dewey, which made him laugh bitterly: “Duke, I'm afraid you don't have any reason to say that. ”

“How could I!” Dewey immediately solemnly said, “I've missed you all these years. ”

Snow couldn't help but look strange, the eyes turned and suddenly lowered their voice, lowering in Dewey's ear: “I'm afraid you're not ‘dying for me', but ‘dying for me’. ”

Dewey smiled. “Same, same. ”

Snow sighed, it chased Dewey northwest, had long taught the tulip duke a thick heart, meet again at this moment, although dumb but not surprising.

Then Snow and Dewey walked with their arms and the Emperor walked into the fortress.

Along the way, Dewey only saw that the fortress was still chaotic and that the houses that had been burned down by the fighting in the previous days had built streets that did not seem to have been repaired, and even some of the ground had been stained with blood, but simply washed with random water and left a faint red color.

There are no elves in the fortress, but there are busy animals carrying wood and grass back and forth to work. Dewey watched along the way and had to be a little crazy. Most of the beasts did not seem to be dressed for battle. Most of the beasts did not wear armor, but rather ran back and forth naked in order to be lighter in their work.

A place like this is not a military fortress, but a hot and hot construction site.

Snow falling and Dewey were walking randomly in the street, presumably before snow falling there was a special explanation, this way, far away there would be an animal standing to look at it, but no animal dared to come closer, even snow falling himself, without an entourage, the two of them walked shoulder to shoulder.

Snowfall looked closely at Dewey's expression, his eyes twitched, and he had to smile: “Dewey, this is the second time you've come to this fortress - unfortunately, the last time you came, I wasn't there, otherwise, I'm afraid our reunion won't have to wait until today. ”

Dewey thought, "If you were here last time, I'm afraid I wouldn't get away with it. And he said," Unfortunately, if I had known you were here, I would have stayed a little longer last time, and I wouldn't have left in such a hurry. ”

Snow didn't get upset when he knew Dewey was talking nonsense, but suddenly he said, "Dewey, what do you think of this fortress? ”

As soon as Dewey heard this, she felt like, "This fortress was built by my donation to the Imperial Government. This brick is all brick, grass and wood. It's all my money. I used to do all the urban defense blueprints. Of course I know it. Do you want to ask?

Though I thought so, my mouth smiled slightly: "Of course it sucks. Otherwise, you wouldn't have led the army in the night, overnight. ”

Snowfall hummed: “You're too kind. This fortress city defense is very strict, if I do not have dragon people to drive me, plus the previous fatigue plan, it consumes the morale of your human guard, and by night Dragon people sneak attack, otherwise, it will be difficult to break down. I've heard that most of your northern defense lines are built at your expense, and even on top of design, there are more of your ideas in them - we've actually suffered a lot since the war began. ”

Dewey listened and said softly, "So what? Didn't I let you take it? ”

Snow fell and smiled slightly: "So, Duke Tulip, you are blind to this fortress. ”

Dewey frowned and didn't know what that meant for a while.

The two walked all the way to the commanding house in the city. Originally the commander-in-chief of the human guard, it naturally became the headquarters of the criminals after its fall.

Snow falls and Dewey enters through the gate. Dewey only sees the roads around the main mansion clean, and the distant working beasts dare not approach it. And several Elf warriors stood at the door, all in silver hollow patterned armor. They looked handsome. When they saw snow falling from afar, they quickly knelt down on one knee.

Originally on one side of the command, now turned into the enemy's nest, changed others. At this moment, I'm afraid it's a little embarrassing, but Dewey seemed like she had no heart, walked in side by side with the snow, but haha laughed: “Last time you went to my place, this time you arrived at your home, you should treat me well, good wine and good food, but it can't be less. ”

The two walked into the handsome house, and as the snow fell into a hall that had been prepared beforehand, Dewey looked back, only to see that Rohit's character followed a little depressingly, and looked at Dewey and Snow entering the door. He was hesitant to follow, but Dewey looked at the snow fall and deliberately said out loud: “Rohit, come with me. Mr. Yuki is talented and can get closer to him, and you can also benefit a lot. ”

At the same time, Dewey nodded again at the snow fall and smiled: “My people are a little reckless, I don't want to borrow these days from you, but you have taught me to be more and more knowledgeable, I thank you for that. ”

Snow did not speak, but smiled slightly, leading Dewey into the lobby.

This hall was originally the commanding lobby of the human guard. It was the consular area of the guard general. It was very spacious, but at this moment, the three of them walked in and saw the original layout, such as the weapon sand tray, which had long been emptied. There was only a long table and chairs in it. Some fruit and other foods had been placed on the table, but not dishes. Instead, they were held in pieces like green leaves.

Above that wall, probably elf spells have produced plants, like vine-like branches all over the wall.

The three men walked in, and the elf people immediately closed the hall door outside.

Thereafter, Dewey heard the footsteps outside, and in a moment's time, all the elves in the yard had retreated, one by one.

Dewey laughed and heard the snowfall faintly: “Our old friend is reunited, naturally we have to say something, it's hard for others to hear, I called everyone out, here you and I talk, it won't be passed on! ”

After that, the snow had gone to the table, holding a glass like turquoise in both hands, the glass was exquisitely shaped, like a turquoise green leaf roll, inside a light liquid, a light amber color, the colour was extremely moisturizing, a gentle smell, I felt a fresh light fragrance, but I didn't know what it was.

“This is the wine of our Elven clan, very different from what humans make. Come on, Dewey! - Don't do it for four years, I'll toast you first! ”

As he said, Snowfall lifted up the turquoise glass, drank it up, then closed his eyes and looked at Dewey with a smile.

Dewey has come here alone anyway. If this snow falls on her, she doesn't have to poison herself in the wine to fart her pants off. Her heart is also very clear. When she picks up the glass, she swallows it. The entrance is not spicy at all, but it is like a warm stream that leaves her mouth all the way, suddenly she feels the comfort of her heart and lungs.

Thereafter, the faint warmth quickly spread all over the body, as if the spirit had thrived a little.

“This is the secret of our elf clan, a fruit wine made from six unique plant fruits. And... after drinking, it's better for the practice of magic. I know you're a magician, and that's why I'm especially prepared to drink this good stuff -- this stuff, on weekdays, the elders of our clan, only on special days of celebration. ”

Snow dropped the glass and looked at Dewey.

Dewey Chuhaha smiled and shook her head deliberately with a snowy look in her eyes: "You said it with all due respect. Snow, snow, snow. Can't you feel that the magic fluctuations in my body are very different from before? ”

Snowfall smiled shallow: “Nice, I can feel it. I was curious, you had a certain level of magic. I also thought, it's been four years, I'm sure your realm must be more breakthrough, when you want to meet again, your magic level should be breaking through and entering the sacred order. But... I don't know why, but you were an arrogant magician, and it seemed..."

“Well, it seems like nothing left, doesn't it?” Dewey deliberately set snow on his own initiative. After the second half, his eyes flashed and he looked at the snow falling.

Nor did the snow cover up, but sat down and gently nodded.

Dewey shrugged for a moment and suddenly smiled slightly, stretching out a finger, lightly lit down on the glass he had just drank on the table, and then crushed his fingertips, which was like a cup curled in green leaves, and he flattened it, spreading it back into a flat leaf.

Snowfall glanced and nodded.

The green leaves of this glass, seemingly ordinary, are in fact extremely rare among the elves. They are the leaves of a magical plant uniquely cultivated by the elves. This leaf is unusually strong and is the best material used by some of the most powerful members of the elves to build weapons and armor. In addition to being sturdy, there are also more naturally occurring magic attributes.

A thin leaf like this seems unusual, but if you let an Orc smash it with an iron hammer, you will never be able to flatten it. Dewey crushed one finger gently like this, and the snow fell without feeling a little magical fluctuation on Dewey, which is obviously caused by pure power!

“I can't believe you abandoned your demons and practiced martial arts.” Snowfall sighed: “That was unexpected. ”

Saying, his eyebrows suddenly flashed a hint of cold light. A little bit in his hand, the glass in front immediately emitted a silky, purple light, shooting towards Dewey!

Dewey looked at the glass, took a breath, lifted his finger and lit up the past, a wave, poking it over the glass, and saw the glass immediately spinning fast in the air, flying back towards the snow.

The snowfall color was somewhat surprising, its right hand raised, but it was like a strange gesture pinched, a flick in the air far away, the green glass suddenly divided into six valves, changed into six directions, and shot at Dewey again. Six lights, lightning fast!

Dewey finally revealed a slight seriousness in his eyes. He was still sitting there, watching the six green leaves fly into front of him. He just smiled. As if he was slowly reaching out his hand, he took it off in the middle of the sky. Your men are gentle, like picking flowers!

He didn't seem to move quickly, but the six lightning-like lights never approached him, and he slowed down the motion, removing the six flap fragments from the air.

After pinching it in his hand, Dewey's fingers moved, pressed, pressed. When he retracted his hand, the front had been reintegrated into a complete green leaf. Where were the traces of half fragmentation?

Snow finally moved when he saw this place. He frowned: "Are you... martial arts into the sacred steps? But the last time we met, you were still very low in the field of martial arts. In just four years, you jumped from a martial arts starter to the sacred ranks? What a shock! ”

Dewey seemed calm on the surface, but in fact, after a few seemingly liberal moves, he took almost all of his strength out.

He put his hand down at this moment, but just because his wrist was already heavy, he started sweating on his back.

He has a near-perverted body, but after all, he has been taught martial arts for too short a time - he was already holy, but that was by magical standards. Including the killing of the Great Knight Commander of the Holy Knights on the stage, also because of his dual cultivation of magic martial arts and the martial arts of "Bow Moon Dance”, which were no longer pure martial arts, had magical properties.

Then he lost his magic, which equates to losing 70% of his skill in one piece. Reforming martial arts, he had barely returned to the sacred steps recently, but the realm had retreated a bit more than when he had originally traveled overseas to look for Chris. A few moments earlier, he had struggled to carry out, and the snowfall attack contained a powerful sacred force. He had shaken almost all of his strength before forcibly using the rules of time and space to slow down and take off six green leaves.

Snow falling is not foolish, it is far stronger than Dewey, and naturally you can see that Dewey seems to be relaxed these days, in fact he has tried his best. But for Dewey, in just a few years, practicing martial arts will break through the sacred steps, a miracle that is always appalling.

Sighing, the snow fell and looked at Dewey and smiled: “I was worried about your strength retreating, but now it seems that you are taking a different path than most people would have imagined, so I don't have to worry about you anymore. ”

Looking at its face, as if Dewey had shown good strength, it was rather happy and comforting.

After staring at Dewey for a while, it snowed and asked, “Dewey, what do you think of this war? ”

Dewey couldn't help but smile and shook her head: “You're asking too strangely. You are the invaders. We are only fighting to protect our homes. There doesn't seem to be much to ask. ”

The snowfall smiled lightly: "Protect your home… but is this land your human home? ”

Dewey still shook his head: "What happened 10,000 years ago, nobody can make it clear. But now all we know is that we humans have lived here for 10,000 years, generations after generations, and that we humans have multiplied our voices on this land to build civilization. For example, you planted a fruit tree on a piece of land, and when it was harvested, all of a sudden a bunch of outsiders came and told you that the land belonged to them 800 years ago, so they asked you to give up the land and all the fruit trees that had been harvested... hum, snow fallen, if it were you, would you? ”

The snow sighed, but he shook his head and admitted, “Well, I wouldn't do it if it were me. ”

Dewey nodded, “10,000 years ago, most people in the world don't know. But I do. From my own personal sentimental standpoint, perhaps I will have a little pity for you, the races that were banished in the past. But... now it's impossible for humans to give up the homes they've lived in for generations! ”

Luoxue doesn't speak.

And Dewey continued, “You must live, you must survive, and you must return. These could not have been said to be wrong. But just because you want to live, should we humans give up our homes and die? Snow falls, you're not the kind of animal with no head, you should know what I mean. ”

The Elf King remained silent and suddenly gently knocked on his finger, asking in a strange tone:

“But... Dewey. In the present situation… can you see the end of this war? Can you see it? ”

In that case, Dewey was suddenly silent.

He suddenly had a feeling of heaviness in his heart, which made him laugh bitterly. He grabbed a green bottle of wine shaped like a pointy leaf on the table, poured himself a glass, drank it, and shook his head with a sigh: “I can't see! Or... I can't see it for now. ”

“Ten years, thirty years, fifty years… a hundred years…” Snowfall sounds a little harsh: “Perhaps after you and me, our descendants, generations continue to fight so much! Perhaps you humans, by virtue of your vast land, your profound power, can defeat us one at a time, but we will also wage a return war one at a time… Perhaps the ‘Dark Ages’ of 10,000 years ago will be recreated, no, perhaps much longer than that Dark Ages. ”

Speaking of which, it snowed and looked at Dewey: “What do you think is left of your human civilization after a hundred years or more of continuous warfare? How much is left? ”

Dewey suddenly got a little angry, slapping the table hard, staring at the snow, drinking: "Okay! You don't have to be so pathetic! Don't forget, you're the intruders! You're the one who started the war! ”

“But are we wrong? We just want to survive!” The snow narrowed his eyes and his eyes were a little cold.

Dewey Lian grinned and stared into the snow's eyes: "You invited me to come inside, if that's all bullshit. So it snowed, I was really disappointed. You would do such boring things, too! ”

When Dewey tried to provoke the snow to fall, he heard the snow, but there was no fury, but he stood up slowly, came to the wall, raised his hand and swept up against the wall.

The wall was filled with bright green vines, under a sweep of snow, suddenly silently dispersed, only after the vine rose, exposed underneath the wall, revealed something!

Dewey looked at the past with her snowy hands, just one glance, and immediately held her breath, staring at her eyes, staring dead at what was on the wall.

And in the lobby, Rohit had always been quiet, and Duwei and Snow had no choice but to probe his hand, and his words were sharp. But now his eyes cast on this wall, and after looking at it twice, he suddenly couldn't help but whisper out: "Ah! ”

Dewey stared dead at what was on the wall and looked at it for a while. The expression on his face was gloomy and uncertain, his lips tight and his fingers had to be squeezed into punches.

In the hall, in silence for a moment.

It took a long time for the three of us to breathe slowly out of the heavy, and Dewey turned her head and stared at the snow: “Humph! Snow fall, what do you mean, you get this thing out?! ”

Snow shook his head, stood beside the wall, his eyes stared at what was on the wall, and he didn't turn back, but he said softly: “Dewey, how likely do you think it would be for both of us, a few races, to completely extinguish each other? ”

Dewey wasn't bluffing at this moment, he shook his head immediately: “The chances are small and insignificant. Winning and losing is easy. It's hard to exterminate each other completely! ”

“That's it.” Snow falls, so we turn around, look at Dewey, smile on his face: “Since none of us can destroy the absolute square, then... why not coexist? ”

Dewey chewed his teeth in secret, but narrowed his eyes and looked back over the wall.

Above that wall is a map of the mountain rivers of the Lorraine Continent!

And at this moment, this map has been divided into several colors… Originally the entire continent was the territory of the Roland Empire, but on this map, the northern end of the continent, including the frozen forests, as well as the frontier south of the frozen forests to the northern tip of the empire, the ocean to the east, starting from that river course, all the way west, along the main plug in the middle, and to the western Qimamu Mountains, this defense line north, has been painted in several other colors!

South of the line of defense, the map is white in colour, marked "Roland Empire”.

To the north of the line of defense, it is divided into small pieces: the original frozen forest, painted in silver, marked with the inscription: elf.

South of the forest, north of the Human Defense Line, about a half line of provincial land (that is, the bitter, cold land of the North, which humans have now abandoned), painted with brown, marked: Orc.

And the northern break of the Kilimaro Mountains in the west was cut off and painted black, marked: Dwarf.

“Our Pokémon have never been a belligerent race, we only ask for the lowest condition: survival. We have no ambition or need for the land. Our elves are a race living in the forest. This ice-covered forest, in ancient times, belonged to our elves. Now you humans don't need this forest, so leave it to our elves! Dwarves are either born to live on a plain race, the mountains are their best homes, the north break of the Qimamu Mountains, the mountains are vast enough to make Dwarves inhabit... The only difficulty is the Orcs, in terms of lifestyle, the Orcs are closest to you humans. They live on the plains, they build houses, they build kingdoms. However, you humans had abandoned this land to the north when you built this line of defense - a land that you humans believe to be deserted, but that can be inhabited by the Orcs..."

Snowflake said here and looked at Dewey: “Ten thousand years ago, we lived together on the continent, only because of that accident, which created the status quo for 10,000 years. So why can't we go back to coexistence 10,000 years ago? Humans are good, we sinners are good, we were inhabitants of this continent...”

Dewey suddenly laughed, he made a gesture, interrupted the snowfall, looked at the snowfall, after a while, his eyes, little by little, revealed a few true sincerity, and then he sighed.

“Snow, snow, snow! What am I supposed to say? Am I supposed to say you're great? Or should I mock you for being too childish? Too weird for the sky? ”

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