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James said, "I'm afraid that it won't be up to you then. The surface of the continent was calm, but in fact, it was already a meeting of the world. The Holy Church didn't want to control only the divine authority of the religion and still interfere in the affairs of the mortal world to continue to fool the people. The Emperor of the Kaiser Empire was a militarist and militarist man. He would not forget to wage war, unify the world, and have his Dark Council suppressed by the Radiant Church. In order to gain more believers, he definitely wouldn't be willing to surrender. The Undead Island in the Endless Sea had been quiet for hundreds of years. However, there was news that they had started to move as well, as if the Dark God had given them an oracle. From the looks of it, within a few years, the continent would be in the midst of a new round of war. This war was not just between empires stealing territory, stealing population, and the shadow of the Temple of Gods behind them. Do you think you can stay out of it? "

All along, his goal had been very direct and simple: to practice hard, to practice with all his might, to reach Immortal Ascension as soon as possible, to find a path to return to the Chinese world, how could he have known that there would be so many things that could not stop him from doing so? Once the fight really began, he probably wouldn't be able to stay out of it.

James said, "Right, someone has asked me to discuss something with you." Tell me about it. A strange expression appeared on Werther's face. "He's asking me to be the bait."

James smiled, "Back then, when the elves gifted the daggers to the Right Premier, they had once promised to fulfill a wish for free. Now that the daggers are in your hands, it's all for you. He said that you helped him with this. He can repay you with that wish and give you a SemiGod Equipment for defense. But he needs you to return the Black Dragon Dagger to the Fairy Clan. "

"SemiGod Equipment? That guy is very generous! " This time, it was Werther's turn to be shocked. The so-called SemiGod Equipment were basically lower in grade than the God Equipment, and the semi-God Equipment were made by Gods, so naturally, the semi-God Equipment were made by Demigods, which meant that the strength of the SemiGod Equipment had already reached the realm of Gods, and their comprehension of the world laws was also very high. But, they have yet to condense their divinity, so they are unable to absorb the power of faith.

As a result, the struggle between the Gods for the strength and comprehension of the Gods in the mortal world was extremely intense. Because the space in which they grew up was extremely large, not to mention the other aspects, in the Divine Light World created by the Gods of Light, the records of the ancient books said that the Gods who cultivated the cultivation of the ancient SemiGods were impossible to deal with. Some of them even reached the realm where they were on equal footing with the Gods.

In the long run, the emergence of a SemiGod Equipment was even rarer than the appearance of a SemiGod Equipment. A single SemiGod Equipment signified an endless amount of wealth and an endless amount of power.

Werther smiled. "Looks like the hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation of the Elves isn't a joke. To think that they can take out a SemiGod Equipment so casually." James glanced at his son, his gaze carrying an unspeakable oddity. "First of all, they have made a promise that is too random and free, and they are afraid that once Dagger's Possessor uses this rule, they will do something that the Elven race would not want to see. Since the item fell into your hands, they might as well settle it together. "You don't have to ask, when you can wear this armor to fight for the Klein Empire, I will tell you."

"No matter what, the value of a semi-divine tool is greater than a Black Dragon Dagger, but now, the elves want it back. Then, why did they give the dagger away in the first place?"

"I can answer that. When the elves thought that the dark elves were sealed in a land of exile, no one was able to find the exact location, so this dagger became useless. In addition, they had put it aside for thousands of years without being able to figure out the reason before giving it to someone else." Now that the dark elves have returned to the mainland and have received the attention of the elves, the elders of the race hope to exchange their daggers back. Even if they can't find anything out of it, they can't allow it to fall into the hands of the dark elves.

"Since they're all of the same race, why did they have to kill each other?"

"Child, you are too naive. Aren't we humans the same race? From the moment humans were born, the battles between people never stopped, neither have the elves. Moreover, faith is also a factor in this. The gods of faith are different, so the battle between religion and belief is always the cruelest."

"Alright, I promise to help him, but he has to announce to the entire continent that the Black Dragon Dagger has returned to the hands of the Nature Elf. Leaving this broken dagger in my hands would only bring me bad luck, so I might as well trade it for something good. Father, do you know what kind of SemiGod Equipment the Elves are prepared to use in exchange for it? "

"I'm not too sure about that, but don't hold too much hope. After all, the Elves are also a very stingy race. Especially towards humans, I estimate that they will definitely give you something that they do not need. If you don't like it, you might as well sell it. The wealth I want must be very shocking. "

Werther looked at his father, who was smiling like a fox, and said snappily, "I'm not selling it, it's a semi-divine tool! Even if it's not necessary, it's good to sleep every day and hug it. I'm not that stupid! "

It was the first time in eleven years that their father had made fun of him, and it was also the first time that Werther had acted so coquettishly. As a father, James's heart was filled with satisfaction. He was forty to fifty years old, yet he still pretended to be a child and acted like a spoiled child. He was in a difficult position, so he quickly ran out and left a message, "Tell that guy that it will start in three days.

Three days later, Werther's style of living in seclusion had changed. He directly appeared on the streets of the imperial city, looking left and right while eating the snacks he bought. This was also the first time he had the chance to observe this world freely since he came to this world. He discovered that this world was almost no different from the other world, except that it no longer had that modern atmosphere, but the scene of people rushing about, fighting for a living was not bad at all. "It seems that regardless of which world or time it is, humans have the same passion to work to satisfy their own needs."

After strolling for an entire day, Werther returned to the Count's house. He had eaten and slept, and had nothing to say to the Count. He went out for a stroll the next day, and returned home at dusk, feeling delighted. It had been this way for six or seven days, but strangely, he had always been strolling around by himself without even a follower. The little girl, Alan, had pouted several times and asked to follow him, but she had been stopped by Werther, scaring her, "Do you think I'm going to play? I'm going to capture an evil Necromancer. If you go with me, you'll be turned into a skeleton puppet. Do you want to become one of those skeletons without skin or flesh? "

The little girl burst into tears and ran away. Werther shook his head. The fear of the evil Necromancers seemed to be branded on the souls of the people in this world, especially a little girl who had never experienced anything before.

Thus, Werther persisted in going out every day and strolling aimlessly, as if he was never tired of it. Finally, after experiencing the calm of the first few days, the long awaited good show had begun. One day, he was near the west gate. He had nothing better to do, so he stood by the side of the road, watching the city guards enforce the law and inspecting the passersby.

Count Roland had already been in charge of the City Defense Army for more than a year, carrying out drastic reforms, promoting many people who were previously depressed, yet truly talented, to enter the City Defense Army. He had also removed all of the spies and useless officials planted by the great clans and powers, and now this City Defense Army could be said to have been reborn anew, reborn anew, and become a sharp weapon in Count Roland's hands. Right now, the City Defense Army was in close pursuit of the Imperial City's Imperial Guards and had become the second iron wall in the capital. It would be much more difficult for any faction to get their hands on any spies.

Werther watched in boredom. The city guards all knew their boss, their young master. Each of them stood straight and upright. They were more motivated to carry out their duties. Just as he was about to go home and eat lunch, a faint magic fluctuation suddenly appeared around him. Werther was very sensitive to this fluctuation of the world's spirit energy, and just as he frowned and turned around, the scenery in front of him changed in the blink of an eye. The sun and moon changed, and in the blink of an eye, the place was already a deserted mountain on the outskirts of the capital, not far from where the Shadow Sword Saint and the Stellar Sword Saint had fought. Great, it just happens that I have to settle this as soon as possible. After getting my hands on the SemiGod Equipment, I have delayed my training for the past few days! " However, he pretended to be shocked: "What's going on? Who is it? What are you doing? "