The female patriarch of the end of the world, Bertila, sat in her position and looked at the black robes around her with great interest. Her scornful attitude was stimulating every dean of the scene. Nerve, yet no one stood up and pointed out her words and deeds.

Although everyone here is the "teacher" of the church, the same level does not mean the same identity. Everyone who becomes the top of all things will know that this woman named Bertila is in the church. With a special status and meaning, no one knows what identity this woman was before she became the chief of the mortal society, and no one knows her real family name and origin, but everyone knows one thing, that is Bertila has a direct connection with the "Great Master" of the supreme leader of the event, and when the great leader enters a state of sleep, Bertila is the only one who can talk to him, awaken or convey his will.

With this particularity, Bertila is enough to have some privileges here.

"Gentlemen, ah, there are ladies." Bellilla said without hesitation, and looked at the two women in the black robe. They were not only the female teachers who were rare on the scene, but also The distinctive elf character, the two elves fallen druid nodded after noticing the attention of Bertila, and returned to say hello, and at the same time said: "Beltila, what is the commander of the great dean?"

"The great patriarch is still asleep, and the loss caused by the synchronization with the body of the false **** takes time to recover, so I will replace the big priest to hear your opinion," Bellilla leaned on the chair while her lower body A large number of roots and wrists grow with chilling and subtle friction, as if they are plunging into the ground and taking nutrients and slowly piercing the ground. She narrows her eyes in the process, and the sound is pleasant." So, who is responsible for monitoring the wasteland during this time?"

"It's me," said a man with a calm and stagnant face like steel, and his body was thin. "I am in charge of monitoring."

"Heaton, the lord, fortunately, is a capable person," Bellyla said happily. "So, did you expect that the distortions would suddenly come out and hit the borders of the Titans?"

"This is an accident," said the degraded Druid, known as the captain of Heaton, with no expression on his face. "The activities of the lower distortions are irregular, and the changes in the magnificent walls are unpredictable, even if silver The empire cannot monitor the entire barrier 100%..."

"Well, Master Heaton, you are not good at making excuses," Bertila interrupted Heaton. "We really can't control the entire magnificent wall, but we can control something else... those monsters were originally Was put in attacking Cecil's collar, right?"

After a brief silence and confrontation, Heaton finally spoke up: "Cecile is a threat."

Bertila interrupted him unceremoniously: "But I reminded you that it is not time to deal with the resurrection! We are attracting attention, we have enough things exposed to the world!"

"So we didn't take it out personally. Cecil's face was just smashed and the soil was destroyed by the monsters in the wasteland, which would not cause anyone's doubt."

"But those monsters ran to Tifeng's border, Heaton," said Bertila, almost literally. "When let our companions drive those monsters to the rips of the Dark Mountains, you have I thought that those uninformed freaks would get lost at the foot of the mountain, and then halfway out to the eyes of the Tifeng people? You have thought about the situation of the Ansu and Tifeng borders being attacked by monsters at the same time, the situation in two countries. What kind of impact did you have? Have you thought about what kind of end will you end after doing all this? My dear President Heaton"

"I will go to the flesh and blood, accept the judgment of the great priest," Hidden looked at Bertila with a blank expression, and waited until the other party finished saying, "This is my fault, but I still don't." Changing my opinion. Cecil's collar is a threat. The dead and resurrected Duke is a threat. He is not just about building a pioneering collar..."

"Of course he is a threat!" Bertila suddenly raised her voice. "Do you think that only you can see it?"

Heaton finally had a glimpse of it. He stared at the eyes of Bertila and slowly asked, "What do you mean?"

"He is a threat, but what about it? Isn't it a threat to wasteland? Is the distortion not a threat? We are not using such threats as well?" said Bettela, her eyes swept across everyone. Obviously, these words are not just for Shelton, but for everyone on the scene. "Threats are not necessarily to be eradicated. The proper use of threats is a sharp sword."

The two elf female teachers sitting opposite Bethira also spoke at the same time: "What is the use value of Govin Cecil?"

"It's a war machine. He is building a war machine." There was a chill in the eyes of Bertila. "Although we don't have too clear intelligence, we still don't understand what his thinking is, but there is one thing." There is no doubt that Cecil’s collar can grow up in a short time and grow into a bone-grinding machine that can make countless flesh and blood corpses...”

The fallen druids exchanged a look. The people who can sit here are not stupid. They have vaguely guessed the truth of the "big god" who stood behind Bertila or stood behind Bertila. intention.

“The change in the situation between Ansu and Tifeng is indeed an accident, but it doesn’t matter, we have a lot of options,” Bertila smiled. “The big priest is sleeping, but his wise mind is already for us. Deriving the next war of action, it will always break out anyway."

Later, Bertila slowly stood up, and her roots in the lower body slowly recovered: "Lerna, Felna, the Grand Master ordered you to start the alternative in Tifeng."

The two elf female teachers smiled at the same time: "We like alternatives."

"Clement of Clement, the great dean commanded you to start the arrangement in Ansu. Remember, don't alarm the female wolf of the Wilde family in the north."

A man hiding his face in a black hood stood up and slid slightly: "I will follow the will of the great priest."

"As for you, Captain Heaton," Bellilla finally looked at Heaton sitting next to her, but her face was not mocked and ironic at first. "Although we have alternatives, you have committed The mistakes can only be described as stupid. The great patriarch is very dissatisfied with your self-discipline and blind self-confidence, so you have to go to the flesh and blood and accept the sacrifice of three days and three nights."

Heaton bowed his head slightly. Instead of bowing to Bertila, he bowed his head to the great patriarch: "I have nothing to say."

Bertila snorted and went on to say: "But before you accept the punishment, there is still something to do."

Heaton glanced at the woman with a non-human body, and the tone was almost no fluctuation: "What?"

"Be prepared for the dark bridge, I want to get in touch with the companions on that side."

When Heaton heard the request and apparently hesitated, Bertila frowned. "Isn't the dark bridge not available?"

"No, dark bridges are available, but recently the Magisters of the Silver Empire have apparently noticed anomalies. They are checking the channels more frequently, and adding extra connections may cause them more vigilance."

"This doesn't have to worry about you. I have my own way to let the elves relax and be vigilant," Belltilla said faintly. "According to intelligence, this time there was a large variant of the distortion through the barrier. The previous report never Someone has mentioned this matter, and the great minister has ordered me to investigate clearly."

"I understand that the dark bridge will be ready in one day. Where are you going to establish a connection?"

"...Tifeng," said Bertila after a brief indulge. "We have been too active in the West with the Church of the Insects recently, and the lords of the Lords have raised their vigilance."

......

Cecil's collar, in the Rune Institute, Cameer stood quietly in his laboratory, in front of him a large test bench filled with various magical instruments and alchemy tools. On the surface of the test bench, there are all the mysterious runes that he personally portrayed. In the middle of all the runes, on a small tray made of silver, a small piece of black and red sacral fragments is emitting a slight dust and is completely collapsed. The final stage of the solution.

Carmel looked at the pieces of the bones quietly, without saying a word, motionless, but the devices and tools on the test bench that still had a trace of magical reaction showed that he had just finished a complicated magic. The test, and the constantly roaring arcane sparks on his body surface, shows that the ancient magister's mood is not as calm as his appearance.

"It turned out to be the case... it turned out to be..." Finally, Carmel whispered to silence the silence. "It turns out...this is all we do... who?!"

He suddenly felt a sneaky breath appearing beside him. The ancient magician did not expect that someone could easily lurk to such a place that he was so close to himself that even if he was somewhat disoriented, his perception ability should not be bad. To this extent is right!

But just before the magical lightning flashed around Carmel, a figure that emerged from the air and a familiar voice that interrupted at the same time interrupted his movement: "Oh is me! It is me! How are you?" I don’t say a word about the buu people..."

"Miss Amber?" Carmel hurriedly dissipated the magical energy that had just gathered up, and asked casually, "What does the 24-i mean?"

Amber opened his mouth and said: "I don't know, the old scorpion taught me the words. He said that the release of magic is mainly two kinds. One is that the one that comes out is biu. You are called biu Rebecca. Yes."

"You don't have enough respect for the lord... but you are the lord guard, I can only remind you of this," Carmel's tone is a bit serious, but at the same time some emotions, "The lord does know a lot of unknown knowledge. ......"

"He knows that his knowledge is serious or used to fool me. He always teases me." Amber waved his hand. "Don't say this, old... Gao Wen said that you are looking for a technical question... but you are What are you doing here? I just saw you staying at the test bed for a long time."

"I..." Carmel sighed and then sighed with a vibrato from his invisible arcane body. "Nothing, just as I have something to report to the Lord. Let's go." ”