When reality becomes history, when history becomes legend, everything is no longer what they originally looked like. Needless to say, such high-end, atmospheric and high-end topics can only be passed down in the form of legends. When the magic card master and the god of desolation were fighting, they were really a sword and real sword. They were not hypocritical and friendly matches. Once both sides took action, they would be a map-style killing move, for fear that the other party would not die happily.

With the intention of killing the enemy quickly, this brilliant war at the level of law is extremely fierce. Not to mention that the battle is overwhelming, the actual situation is definitely not much better.

In such a terrifying area like natural disasters, if you want to participate, you must be prepared to pay the price of your life if you watch nearby. Not to mention that witnesses of this shocking war are easily regarded by both sides as potential enemies who are ready to pick up cheapness. Taking time to kill them is the most reasonable preventive measure. It is said that before the outbreak of the war, there were two small lands around the main continent, which were not much smaller than the main continent. As a result, they received a free lunch box in this high-end war. What will happen to those smart races living on these two continents... I hope they will rest early!

Just ask, even watching a scene requires a high-risk activity of life. Who dares to expect the war between the Magic Card Master and the God of Desolation to be passed down with a definite written record? That's a whimsical idea!

The ancient civilizations who escaped by luck finally settled down and remembered the past with some ambiguous words such as saying, maybe, or maybe, to describe the natural disasters that happened. Only those who can really explain the matter clearly are those witnesses of the war, but the god of desolation flew and the magic card master followed, and the matter became a headless case.

"Why do I have a subtle sense of déjà vu?"

Luo Zhengdao, who wanted to complain at the moment but didn't know where to start, couldn't help rolling his eyes and muttering. For him, there were too many mysterious unknown things in the new world. If it weren't for the threat of the curse of the Wilderness God, he would have wished to leave these messy things and think about nothing and live a few days of quiet life.

"His Majesty, what are you thinking?"

Hearing the words of the attendant beside him, Luo Zhengdao gathered up his divergent thinking and said with a smile:

"I was thinking that we can't come here in vain. What specialties do we have in this place? Remember to buy more before leaving. We have to subsidize the travel expenses. The national finance is also very difficult!"

"Ah! Yes, Your Majesty the King."

The attendant was speechless and had to accept it. With Luo Zhengdao's rich wealth today, he would definitely not care about the meager difference in buying low and selling special products at a low price, but people had to find something for themselves to distract themselves. Otherwise, his mind would be full of lingering with such world consciousness, magic card masters, devils, demons and devils, and they would be really unhappy to live.

The Secret Society is a secret society group that studies academic research and practices, and is also a violent and dynamic society organization. The members of the Secret Society are either worm wizards or lichs, as well as other magical undead creatures. What kind of good can such an evil magic society be? If you are not a terrorist, you are also a reserve team for the terrorists!

This time, the Secret Cultivation Society ran from the main continent to the Devil's Whispering Place in the Sea of ​​Blood to the place where the Devil Whispered in the Sea of ​​Blood. No matter how you look, it wouldn't be just to find a place to cool off. Moreover, the Elf Federation did not like these professional-level dangerous people, for fear that they would make any mistakes in their own places. God knows that these fellows in the Secret Cultivation Society were silently holding back their actions to do something to commit suicide.

If you put this in the old world, if you know that the bearded man next door of your house is fiddling with bottles and jars every day, specializing in some high-energy chemicals led by trinitro, and not scared to make you sweat coldly, it is too harsh. Who can do this without trembling? It can be imagined that any national organization has to open his eyes to guard against these professional terrorists. Even if there are such unfriendly landlords, the Cultivator will still insist on sneaking into the colonies of the Elf Federation. If they have no other intentions, they will not even believe this when they say this.

The horse pulled the sled and stopped at the entrance of the castle. Luo Zhengdao walked into the atrium under the guidance of the elves. The elves waiting here bowed and bowed together. The purple-robed elf in the lead greeted with a smile:

"Welcome to visit, His Majesty the King."

This elf governor who is responsible for guarding a strategic location is not as strong and domineering as Luo Zhengdao expected, but is a handsome man who is very consistent with the aesthetic views of the elves. He looks gentle and handsome middle-aged man, and the governor's expression and behavior are slightly literary and artistic in a faint melancholy. The cliff is the mature man who can make young girls most excited. This guy is simply running towards being so handsome that he has no friends!

Hearing the sound, Luo Zhengdao, who also responded with a bright smile, said perfunctorily:

"Ah! I heard that there are many rare raw materials for local specialties. I came to visit His Excellency the Governor, hoping to get a purchase license."

The various civilization systems developed in the new world, regardless of their origin and ethnicity, are closely related to magic. The raw materials required for alchemy involve arcane spell casting and enchanting craftsmanship, naturally become national-level control materials. It is difficult to see sales information on the market, and the markets in various places are in a state of low price. For example, in the old world, if you search through Taobao and Alibaba, you can't find a product that sells uranium ore and centrifuges. If you have to buy such dangerous goods, you must have extraordinary procurement channels. If a country intends to buy some sensitive materials, you will definitely find a way. Obviously, as an ordinary person, you don't have the capital to buy online.

The Cultivation Society will run to the place where the demons whispered this time. There are only two possible ways. One is to come here according to the index of the treasure map to find the proof of the overlord, and the other is to prepare to collect rare materials on the spot and prepare to do a big move that is absolutely not a small matter.

At this time, a line from the old world appeared in Luo Zhengdao's mind. Even if he went to pay his birthday, you can't let him go! Although the Cultivation Society is not incompatible with him at the moment, the actual situation is not much better than this. When everyone takes the opportunity to stab the other party twice, it will definitely be a killer without blinking. Not to mention that the Cultivation Society snatched the crucial treasure map of the Blood Sea Overlord from Luo Zhengdao's mouth, he even stabbed the eight-sword heart with his hand.

"Is that true? Of course this is OK, but some materials are not in stock, and you may have to wait a little longer."

The elf governor politely agreed to Luo Zhengdao's request, and the time traveler who had been prepared for this made an intimate gesture, and said with a smile:

"Hahaha, I have plenty of time and I have long wanted to come to the Federation for a visit. Please don't worry."

Hearing this, he didn't realize that something was wrong. The Elf Governor kept a polite smile and continued:

"Your Majesty the King, if you don't mind, please go to the Governor's House for a banquet at dinner time."

"Okay, I am honored to accept the invitation from His Excellency the Governor."

"So, see you later."

"goodbye!"

In the underground mines, which are intertwined into a net similar to the maze, find the hidden meditation that deliberately hides traces. Accurate intelligence is more important than powerful force. Knowing this, when Luo Zhengdao settled down at the inn, the first thing that he arranged was to spread out all the secret spies. The hidden lines that had been lurking on the island had also completed the joint work. What needs to be done now is to wait patiently for the spies to send back the news. When the situation is unclear, it is not beautiful to act rashly and alarm the hidden meditation.

The climate on the surface of the Devil Whispered Land is cold. The cold wind brings condensed snow particles to rub against the ground, making a rustling sound, which makes people feel chill. It is a different scene in the mine pit below the ground.

The elves' dietary habits tend to be vegetarian. The dark-bellied Luo Zhengdao once complained to the half-elves beauty that the elves' three-meal recipe is no different from the feed for feeding rabbits and goats. Of course, this is a malicious attack.

Fresh vegetables and fruits are difficult to preserve. Even if the space equipment can extend the shelf life, these moisture-rich plants cannot be prevented from being transported from elsewhere. Long-distance transportation from other places is unrealistic. In order to meet the daily needs of the elf colonists, building greenhouses in overseas colonies has become the only choice. Unlike the glass greenhouse developed by Luo Zhengdao, which can reduce the cost to the affordable level, the light-transmitting material used in the traditional elf greenhouse is large pieces of mica that are hand-sliced ​​into thin slices. This thing is not a mineral everywhere. The high cost of mica greenhouses is a luxury that ordinary people cannot accept. Only big dog owners like the Elf Federation can afford it.

Underground tunnels and mining surfaces, underground greenhouses, leisure centers, warehouses, and places where ordinary people can think of no clues of the activities of the Secretariat. Abandoned mine caves, underground cracks, and ventilation shafts immediately became the focus of further investigation, and the conclusion was still no clue.

"The Secretariat is really invisible? It's not their style when doing things so low-key!"

Luo Zhengdao, who was confused, couldn't figure out whether these guys were playing so secretly. He was because he had smelled something wrong in advance, or was he too big for fear of being noticed. In short, he was in a state of confusion.

The Legend of the Overlord and the Pirate King are widely circulated in the new world. Luo Zhengdao forgot to eat brain fragments and would not reveal the real purpose to the elves. Then it is not ordinary two, but very very two. Any ally is a combination of interests. The greater the interests, the more stable the combination. If the benefits brought by tearing down the covenant, it would be reasonable for everyone to turn against each other without hesitation.

Luo Zhengdao, who had been depressed for a while, heard the attendant knocking on the door and asked anxiously:

"Why, there is news?"

Hearing the sound, the servant who opened the door and walked in was carrying a plate of fruit, and his expression was simply wonderful. He put the plate of fruit on the coffee table and then persuaded him:

"Your Majesty, please don't worry. The Secretariat is hidden on the island, and there will always be times when it can't be hidden."

With a self-deprecating smile, Luo Zhengdao shook his head and said:

"Well, then, let's talk about the acquisition of materials!"

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Chapter completed!