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He forced a smile and said, "I believe you already know about Betty's situation. She is a dark elf, and if we bring her back to the clan, I'm afraid the only outcome will be her being killed as a Blood Sacrifice. I don't want to see such an outcome." So, I, I want to ask for your help to purify her dark qi. "

James' expression changed abruptly, "Your Highness, do you know what you're saying? Do you know what that means to a Dark Elf Sword Saint? " The Prince continued to smile wryly, "I know, of course I know, this is also the result of our discussion." "Although doing this will be very dangerous, and the end result is that she will lose her Darkness Attribute, but her dark qi will disappear soon, but for the sake of love, Betty and I both hope that you will be able to help us."

Werther was confused, but it was as if the prince was asking his father to help Betty change her body and wash away the darkness attribute, while her swordswoman's dou qi would go down the drain. The painful price was what the couple was willing to accept. The Elf Elder, who was standing to one side, still had a conflicted expression on his face. He closed his eyes to rest. Clearly, he already knew of this result.

Then Hobbes spoke up. "Your Highness, my lord, please forgive me for interrupting, but I am also a believer of the Dark Gods, so I know some inside information. However, it was not so much a gift as a direct curse. This was because once a believer betrayed their faith, this kind of bestowal would immediately turn into the most vicious punishment, causing a believer of the Dark Gods to live a life worse than death, and even lose their life. This was also the reason why the believers of the Dark Gods were the most resolute, even though there weren't many of them. "Sir Betty is already a Sword Saint, if this curse backfired, I'm afraid it would immediately take her life. After all, washing away her dark attribute is equal to challenging the authority of the gods, which is not allowed."

The Prince looked at him and nodded, "That's right, what you said makes a lot of sense. As a dark believer, I thank you for being honest with me, but I repeat, any outcome was already anticipated by Betty and me. No matter what happens, we are willing to bear it." Werther sighed. From what he had said, it could be seen how deep the love between the prince and the princess was. He believed that if Betty died, the prince would kill himself without any hesitation.

James clearly understood his determination. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said," Since Your Highness has come to this realization, please tell me about your reward. " The Prince said, "I know that you must be a peak Grand Magus of the Saint realm to be able to control this magic array. Coincidentally, there is one in your country, and it also requires quite a bit of magic support. As for the reward, other than the SemiGod Equipment, there's also this. " He retrieved a piece of parchment and passed it to James. Werther glanced at it. It seemed to be a mechanical structure. James took a glance and his gaze suddenly turned serious. "This is the blueprint of the Goblin Tribe's Magic Cannon?

Now Werther knew why his father had lost his composure. As we all know, the known ancient times included the Golden Age, the Silver Age, and the Bronze Age. Before the three eras, there was nothing known about it. In the long years, countless races and civilizations once shone with an incomparable brilliance.

They were weak in size and lacking in talent, but with their exceptional intelligence, they invented a series of machinery, ranging from harvesting grains to warfare and warfare, all of them unprepared. Their greatest achievement was this kind of specially made Goblin Magic Cannon, the most brilliant feat of which was that the legends said that tens of thousands of these devices had once gathered together and bombarded an intermediate deity's projection into dust. It should be known that even a medium level divine projection was already at the pinnacle of the realm of demigods. In this plane, it was considered a supreme existence, yet it was turned into slag by a cannon. It was also from that moment onwards that the peak-level creatures' understanding towards the undefeatable deities was pushed to the point where humans and other intelligent creatures began to deeply doubt and ponder about the deities, thus promoting the development of an era.

It could be said that the contributions of the ancient Gnomes to the development of life was extremely great, almost serving as an enlightenment. When the authority of the God was challenged, it immediately triggered a crazy counterattack. They ordered their followers to carry out a massacre of the ancient elites, and at the same time, because they were too dependent on their own civilization, the Goblin Tribe adopted a slave-like attitude towards other races, they also provoked a large number of enemies, and their internal affairs were not very united. They often went into civil war for the sake of their own ideologies.

Fortunately, a portion of the Gnomes managed to escape and hid in different planes. Sadly, they lost the techniques of their ancestors that allowed them to look down on the masses and were reduced to the lower class races. They continued to be oppressed by other races. And only after that did dragons, elves, dwarves, beastmen, humans and so on rise in power one after another. Only then did the golden, silver, and bronze eras begin.

The Elf Prince explained, "I found this blueprint when I was exploring a ruin of a Goblin a hundred years ago. The Elf Prince explained," This blueprint was discovered when I was exploring a ruin of a Goblin. He had looked at a simple and unadorned piece of paper for almost an hour, and Werther could not understand it at all. He was even more impressed with his father, saying, "Looks like not only has father's battle-qi cultivation reached the level of a Sword Saint, he's also very knowledgeable in magic as well. Without having a solid theoretical basis and an alchemy foundation, it's impossible for such magic cannons to understand." An hour later, James let out a long exhale and put down the blueprint, a trace of incomprehension appearing in his eyes. "Your Highness, do you know what this blueprint means once we obtain it?

A relaxed smile appeared on the Elven Prince's face, "I only know that the Klein Kingdom has long since gained the friendship of the Elven race, and it will continue to do so." Count Roland nodded, calmly folded the paper and put it in his pocket. He then continued to look at Laos.

His Highness the Elf Prince immediately laughed and said, "Of course, I also understand that just having this blueprint is not enough, and some of the principles behind it are still scattered. Moreover, you also need to invest countless materials to be able to produce one or two sets, which will take at least ten years. So, I still have two other things. " He touched his storage ring, and a scepter that resembled a scepter immediately appeared in the living room. Werther's gaze froze, and even James and Hobbs revealed looks of surprise. There was no other reason. The magic undulations on the magical staff were as deep as the sea and were indeed a treasure that surpassed the saint artifact. Was this the SemiGod Equipment? Werther thought to himself, 'As expected, this is much more grand than my Coiling Dragon Staff. But if I have this staff, I'm afraid I won't be able to bring it down with a single swing!'

However, what truly surprised Werther was that this magical staff was faintly emitting extremely evil fluctuations, as if thousands of vengeful spirits were wrapped around it, unceasingly issuing wails of grief and angry curses. However, they seemed to be bound together, unable to take even half a step away from the magical staff. At the top of the staff was a skull that looked like a human skull. Its two empty eyes were emitting rays of red light, making it look like a demon spirit that was evil and mysterious.

Hobbes' pupils shrank as he asked in an incredulous tone, "The Harmony of the Dead?" The Elf Prince nodded. "That's right. It is' Aria of the Dead ', the staff of the notorious Necromancy SemiGod Rodriguez from 10,000 years ago." However, didn't the legend say that Rodriguez responded to the summons of the Dark God and went back to the Dark Prison to help the Dark God suppress the Undead? " Hobbes was clearly aware of this history, and the questions he asked were precisely the most important part.

The Elf Prince gave a bitter smile, "Rodriguez's whereabouts were only mentioned in the legends." But this Magic Staff was indeed discovered by me from a ruin. " Werther said with a smile, "Your Royal Highness, you have really spared no effort in exploring the ruins. Didn't you also send out the blueprint earlier?"

"My personality is different from everyone else, I have always liked to wander and adventure around since I was young, and I have a natural preference for the ruins of various civilizations on the continent, I would rather give up the throne to explore. These two things are my private collections, so even if I gave them to you, my clan and my father wouldn't be able to say anything. "Oh, right." He took out another piece of parchment paper, but this one was clearly much better than the Goblin blueprint and was also slightly lighter. It was obviously a work of the modern era.