Chapter 769

Arthur Crowe, the residence of quiytoan.

Elder quiytoan held his long bow at the distant rock wall, and the magic gathered in his right hand until it reached the bow string pulled by his fingertips.

When the elder of quiytoan released his bow string, the arrow tore the air from his cheek and ran straight through the rock wall in the distance.

Elder quiytoan glanced at his finger, and the tip of his finger was bleeding because of too much bowing.

It's been a long time since he practiced bowing as hard as he does today.

The reason why elder quiytoan did this was to vent.

He happened to read a book on the caster forum yesterday, called the Journal of the heretic judge.

This book reveals the true face of the organization of the heretic tribunal to elder quiytoan.

This also led elder quiytoan to investigate all the information related to the heresy Court on the magic net.

To this day, the real reason for the downfall of Arthur Crowe a thousand years ago has finally emerged in front of the elder kuytaon.

He used to think that what made his people monsters It's those hateful humans.

However, it is impossible for the remaining high elves to revenge on human beings, and reason tells elder quiytoan that He should not spread the object of hatred to the whole human race.

Now, with the help of the enchantment net, elder quiytoan has investigated the organization that destroyed Arthur KrO a thousand years ago and the specific location of this organization.

Court of heresy.

The flame of revenge is quietly ignited in the heart of elder quiytoan.

"Quetion."

At this time, elder keppes visited his residence.

"If you're here today to argue, my answer is no time."

After reading the Journal of the heresy trial, the hatred and anger have been enveloped in him all night, so he is not even in the mood to talk to the conservative elder.

"I'm here to ask you to do something for me."

Elder keppes, leaning on crutches, slowly found a chair and sat down.

His age is not much different from that of quetion, but his body is too old to take up the bow and arrow. At the time of Arthur Crowe's destruction, he sacrificed too much to survive.

"What's the matter? Would you like me to banish that chaotic demon? "

Elder kuytaon put down his bow and arrow. They are old antiques of the old arthero era. They are friends with good relations in the ethnic group, but they have different opinions on the political and political positions.

"The Holy tree has recognized the blasphemer, and it is not your opinion and mine that will drive him out."

Elder keppes, with his crutches in his hands, seemed to have accepted the fate of Arthur Crowe.

"What do you want me to do?" Asked elder quietoon.

Elder keppes tightly sipped his mouth. His body was old enough to begin to lose his teeth. Now only the powerful magic in his body supports his body's activities.

"You Can you type? "

At this time, elder keppes was not as aggressive as before in the Presbyterian Council, but more like a lonely old man abandoned by his children and grandchildren.

"Hit Word, you mean magic net with those virtual keyboard input words, I specially practiced for a period of time

In witnessing that his granddaughter got a large number of believers through the magic net, elder quiytoan himself began to study the magic net.

The first step of the research is to master the basic operation of magic net, which is to input human characters into the magic net with virtual keyboard.

"I have some unfinished records and some unfinished stories." Elder keppes, with a bitter smile, said, "it will become a forgotten book in the library of athercro."

"I think you used to be the Queen's clerk, and you seem to have written a lot of popular stories."

As quetion talked to keppes about the past, the voice that had been enveloped in anger gradually softened.

"It's all in the past, the queen is gone, and my story was burned with the old Arthur crow." Said the elder, in a melancholy voice.

"So you're going to put a new story on the web? I can teach you to type. It's a very simple skill, and then you can write your own books on the magic net

After reading "the Journal of the heretic judge" in the immovable library all night, elder quiytoan probably understood what it was like to create on the magic net.

"I'm not going to stay in assecro, quietoan." Elder kappa was silent for a moment and opened his eyes again.

At this moment, elder quiytoan saw the same thing in the old man's eyes, which was hatred.

"I am essentially a vengeance, a dying soul who survived the burning of Arthur crow. I will never forgive the blasphemers, the human beings I just want to cut off the heads of the blasphemers one by one and sacrifice them to the Holy treeEvery word of elder keppes was clearly echoing in the ears of elder quiytoan.

"Now that athero chooses to accept these humans, I can't make a change, so staying here is not going to complete my revenge."

Elder keppes propped up his body with his aging arm.

"So I'm going to leave Arthur Crowe, but before I leave I have one last wish, that is, to record all the stories I think of in these years. This is the wish of keppes, the scribe of the millennium ago, rather than the ghost of the millennium. "

When Kratos heard of the elder's intention to destroy himself, he understood the same way that the elder sent for his own destruction.

"You're not the only one who survived."

The magic web interface unfolds in front of elder quiytoan, who logs into the fixed library section of the caster forum.

"I also have some blood feuds to settle with the blasphemers. Before that, leave your story on the trollnet."

As soon as master quiytoan opened the library interface, a white bird stopped on the stone wall where he had been practicing bowing.

The white bird is the embodiment of the tree of the world. It tilts its head and looks between the two elders for a while, and then directly gives them new orders.

"Go to the land of oblivion at once."

The order from the world tree made the two elders who were preparing to write a will have to put down the idea temporarily.

Elder keppes has never stepped into the land of oblivion since the blasphemer came through the land of oblivion, but today may be his last day in athercro.

"I happen to have something I want to talk to that chaotic demon." Said elder keppes.

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