Chapter 169

While the great Olympians were in private contact with each other, tosaderin walked alone in the dilapidated corridor of the civilian area of eresaras.

Although it was almost the end of his plan, tosadelin had an indescribable hesitation.

Looking at these shabby marble streets, tosaderin held out his finger towards the wall.

The thick dust on his fingertips tells the story of thousands of years. The broken statue under the dust reminds the prince of the glory of eresaras in the past.

When he was a child, tosadelin used to ride on the shoulder of his father tonnes, listening to his father tell him all the magic principles of the street.

"This self sweeping broom is the best use of activations. In fact, some people suggested using arcane minions at the beginning, but the cost was too high, which was far less convenient than activation."

"Have you learned the art of light? Don't think this little trick is simple. You have to know that for the brightness of these streetlights, scholars and masters have spent thousands of trials to stabilize it. Arcane has never been simple. "

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However, in order to save the Olympic energy, these Olympiad creations have long been no longer used. Unfortunately, the energy squeezed out has not been able to extend this glory for a long time.

The streets were deserted, and no one was willing to go out at this time of turmoil.

After walking through the houses, tosadelin's eyes crossed the silent houses. Obviously, the people inside were no longer there. Maybe they died in the hands of cannibals when they went out, or Sartre, or themselves

Thinking of what he had done, tosadelin began to have a headache again. He didn't know whether it was the influence of demons. After all, at this moment, every Olympic power is so precious. He has not used arcane wisdom to calm himself for a long time. Now he wants to calm down and the result is that his head will hurt more.

Although the plan has been determined, tosadelin still has such a fluke in his heart. If there is any other way, maybe eresaras can continue.

Anything else, whether it's goods, potions or artifact

The records of the great library are about to be destroyed by torsaderin and the erudite. From the staff of the guardian to the Wild Magic from the black dragon's body, tosadelin still can't see the future of eresaras.

The despairing Prince vowed that he was willing to give everything, but all the recorded items could not help him.

It's not that you don't want the night elves to help yourself, but it's impossible for sindera to believe in Druid doctrine. For a long time, sindra has absorbed the energy of demons, and hindra is doomed to be a heresy. Think about Illidan as her father said, toseidrin can only be more desperate.

He expected to sacrifice himself to get the assistance of night elves, but the bastard of eresaras refused because he was not willing to give up his privilege!

Father, have you ever thought about what to do? We can't make use of the treasure you've got from Queen Isala! For ten thousand years, we have been searching for the key to open the treasure, but even the great scholars and masters joined hands and finally began to use the permutation Rune enumeration method!

No one could answer the prince's questions.

Before he knew it, tosadelin went to the door of a house with lights on.

It was rare for anyone else to be there, and tosadelin knocked at the door.

It wasn't anyone else who opened the door. It was liakin.

The old lady was not too surprised to see the prince's appearance, but quickly turned to meet tosadelin.

"It's rare that his highness will come to such a dilapidated place as ours. Come in and sit down. I have a little magic power here to entertain you."

Without waiting for tosaderin to refuse, liakin took out a bottle, passed out a glass of blue liquid and handed it to tosadelin. Biting her teeth, the old lady poured herself a glass.

The two sat opposite each other, holding the cup without saying a word.

For a long time, liakin took the initiative to break the silence: "Your Royal Highness is really hard. The recent eresaras is so restless that even my little granddaughter was killed in the last Sartre attack..."

Tosedrine clenched the cup in his hand, his knuckles trembling slightly with excessive force.

Leakin's turbid eyes did not notice this, and she went on to herself: -- It's becoming more and more difficult for US civilians. I used to be able to earn some extra money by Mana Potion, but now I can only use it to hang my old life. "

Upon hearing this, tosadelin raised his head and looked at the old woman in front of him. He thought for a long time before he realized that this was a master of potion mentioned by his father!

The prince who discovered this raised his glass and took a few gulps of mana.

"Don't worry, drink slowly - who would have thought that the gadget I invented on the spur of the moment would be the guarantee of my survival now..."

"Master liagin, is there anything that can help hindra get rid of her addiction - or temporarily relieve her addiction?"

"It's rare that the prince can remember my name If so, will we still be like this? The Mana Potion can last for a while, but the cost is too high, and the effect is getting worse and worse. ""What's more, all the recipe experts I have mastered are registered, and the prince should also know about it."

Time passed in the minute by second of liagin's nagging, and tosaderin gradually drank up the mana wine in the glass.

Liakin got up and poured the wine.

"Did your royal highness really decide to have the sacrifice ceremony? What about the future of eresaras? "

"Tomorrow..." Tosaderin took the second glass of magic wine and shook his head with a wry smile. "Let's go through today first. Tomorrow of eresaras, who knows."

"You haven't answered me yet."

Countless thoughts flashed through tosedrin's mind, the helpless erudite, the double faced eresaras Council, the secretly connected great arcane, the impetuous ogre, Sartre in the shadow, and the more and more irresistible demons

"It's decided." Tosaderin quickly drained the second glass of mana. "I'll have a sacrifice ceremony tomorrow."

Said, tosadelin want to get up to leave, but found that the body numb, the body of the arcane has also been sealed!

"Liakin, what are you doing? Why do you poison? "

"Poison?" The old lady is still a weak look, "I did not poison, just to prevent you from destroying this city."

With that, liakin pointed to the glass where tosaderin had finished drinking.

The rest of the mana wine turned pale green, and a familiar and strange energy began to diffuse - evil energy!

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