Dark Shadow Shrine

"By the way, Corellon won't beat me to death, will he? I asked his ex-wife to come out to sing and sell meat." Backstage, Lei Wen looked scared.

Well, you can pretend!

Laila had always been a husband and wife, and Raven said what. Feili is very capable, but after joining Raven's harem, she deliberately kept a low profile in order to avoid overshadowing Lila's brilliance.

Jessica and Melissa were originally captives. No matter what Laila said, they always regarded themselves as maids.

As a result, Shar was the only one who refuted Raven.

"Hey! According to you, I was the one who sang just now!?" Shar's eyebrows almost stood up. How could that Corpse Girl have that kind of singing voice? It wasn't because Shar recorded his own song with playback magic and engraved it on the magic circle in Corpse Girl's body to have this effect.

"Yo, this is part of your favorite conspiracy." Raven hugged Shar from behind with a playful smile.

Shar trembled, and finally followed him.

Habit is a terrible thing. Once accepted, every repetition in the future will be taken for granted. If it was a few months ago, Shar would not have believed that he would be manipulated by men like this.

And now, even if the feeling of love and hate still hasn't subsided, Shar is used to it after all.

It's not that Shar didn't wake up, but she was addicted to it again and again, unable to extricate herself.

"However, is it really possible to trick that bastard lich who will be lustful even after death? Is it really not necessary to let the route of the caravan pass through the only way for the escort team?"

Laila watched curiously as Raven cleaned up Shar.

"Shar, explain to your eldest sister." Lei Wen was very happy and had no time to answer Lila's question.

Shar was very busy and didn't have the energy to answer Laila's questions.

On the contrary, Melissa sighed: "It's too deliberate to arrange it on the only way. Now the escort is the lifeblood of Netheril, so we can't be too careful. If we are really close to the escort route, the group The Grand Arcanist absolutely caught us all immediately."

"Then... Raven, how can you be sure that guy will definitely come?"

Raven made Shar breathless. Satisfied, he freed his hand and shook his fingers: "You don't understand this. This is the so-called advertising marketing."

Advertising, this is the skill of the traveler.

Not to mention the Netheril period when commercial awareness was poor, even in Ultron 1316, there was no real concept of commercial advertising. Because the world is too chaotic, even in the safest central part of the continent, there are still a large number of goblins, gnolls and the like. Businessman running business. If you can safely deliver the goods to the place, you can basically make a lot of money.

Where do you know what is ** marketing, what is building momentum, and what is trolling?

The so-called best is not that if you say your product is good, it is the best, but it needs to be recognized by others. So Raven made a big splash, almost exclusively picking the strongest in Netheril. Recognized as the most discerning Grand Arcanist's traveling exhibition in the Floating City.

And every time I just let 'Rose' do it for fun, but told everyone that there are better ones that have to be auctioned in Lianzhong City.

In fact, if you really want to show Rose's glamorous existence... Could it be that Raven should sell Sune or Shar?

What a joke!

This is definitely a big hole!

Anyway, Lei Wen didn't intend to really auction off any corpse girl, just cheated, Lei Wen neither liked nor hated those dead little princes of Netheril. There is no psychological burden in my heart.

But the effect is obvious.

If a group of people say that the corpse girl named Si Luo is the best of the gods.

Maybe those grand arcanists who claim to be well-informed can still sit still, but the second one? The third? Until a large group of grand arcanists who are even on the opposite side all agree that the corpse girl is so beautiful that it should only exist in the sky?

The news spread again and again to the ears of Balagas, who was struggling to escort the Nether Scroll. This old lich, who was once as calm as an ancient well, couldn't sit still.

"Is it really that good?" It was an old friend of his who was summoned by Magic.

"Hey! It's not that I despise your treasures. The corpses made by your princesses are really good, but regardless of the craftsmanship, your princesses will lose. I don't know which fallen goddess's remains were stolen by this caravan. It came out. I feel like it’s at least at the level of the Holy Spirit.” The old friend was also blowing.

"Just blow it up." Baragas still didn't believe it.

"Hey! Send you a magic image. If you think I'm lying to you, I'll cover the cost of the spar for the magic transmission."

Then. Balagas couldn't calm down anymore.

Is it so easy to resist the singing voice of the genuine Goddess of Creation?

Apart from the three goddesses who are famous for singing and dancing in the Clear Water Region, led by Suni, it is Shar's turn to sing. The reason why Shar's singing voice can only be ranked fourth or fifth among the goddesses is mainly because Shar's singing voice is too dark and sad. It does not conform to the joy and celebration of the whitewashing of the ruling class. Nor is it the melodious voice of Lierla, the goddess of joy.

In terms of sound quality alone, Shar is definitely one of the best.

Unreal and ethereal singing. It easily entered the heart of Balagas.

So as soon as Shar's sang two characters, Baragas was hooked.

"Her name is Si Luo, right? I've decided! I want her! Even if I sell the rest of my Corpse Girls, or even lose all the savings I left for my first disciple to build a magic tower, I won't hesitate! "

"Wow, are you crazy?"

"No! I'm not crazy! Anyway, my arcane path has come to an end, and there is no room for improvement. Collecting the most beautiful corpse girls in the world is the proof that I think I am still alive."

"Well……"

In this way, regardless of the dissuasion of all his subordinates, Baragas resolutely changed his route and went to the Lebavens caravan 200 kilometers east of the route.

The deputy leader of the escort team really hurts.

Why is the Scroll of Nether not transported by a portal, but originally escorted by a large number of powerful people?

Not Netheril's own fault.

On weekdays, the portal is of course fast and safe. Enter a coordinate and spend some spar money to arrive directly. However, it is hard to guarantee that the gods will not intervene when it involves the most core scroll of Nai Se.

Basically, gods with medium or strong divine power are good players in space magic. It's hard to guarantee that these mortals who dare to challenge the gods will not be intercepted halfway, and then thrown into a different dimension, or dragged into a small plane that doesn't shit and torture them to death.

So the core of this team is still the most powerful Baragas.

Grand Arcanists are wayward fellows, and when Baragas insisted on taking a detour, no one could do anything about it. The deputy leader even alarmed the parliament.

But parliament can't help it either.

The grand arcanists, one and two, are extremely difficult to serve. If it weren't for a guy like Balagas who has reached the limit of his strength and can no longer be promoted, and can only seek fun, who would waste precious experiment time to escort the treasure for you?

If you have time, why not do more experiments, or launch a foreign war to grab enough wealth for the experiments?

No one can replace the still relatively strong Baragas.

As a result, the Severton Council had to agree to the request of this old lich who wanted to die.

detour!

A total of two hundred kilometers, when the escort team followed this powerful and willful Arcanist to the front of the caravan, they were also shut down.

A bully white-haired half-bear man stopped in front of the camp, with his hands folded across his chest, his burly body almost blocked half of the camp.

"Sorry! My lord has an order! During the non-public display time, no one or existence is allowed to see the goods. I really want to take a closer look. Please come to the Lianzhong City Auction House on April 1st. At that time, as long as you can afford the auction deposit , how you want to touch and smell is up to you."

"Presumptuous, do you know who I am?" If Baragas still had a beard and eyes, he would definitely have blown his beard and stared. He stuck a one-and-a-half-meter-long semi-artifact staff into the ground with one hand.

The fluctuation of divine power on the staff almost knocked down the gate of the camp.

However, only to the point of 'almost'.

The sharp nail on Bai Mao's right thumb pointed to the string of small flags hanging on the gate of the village.

"I'm a rough man, I don't understand such complicated things. My master said, unless your name is Iolum, Laloch, or Karsus, no one will be able to offend the owners of those flags. "

Balagas was so angry that Bai Mao exploded his lungs that had been withered for many years.

Of course he saw the flags.

It was a kind of etiquette in Netheril. A flag given by the Grand Arcanist meant his approval of the caravan. Before the caravan leaves Netheril, the great arcanist will protect the caravan, and whoever moves the caravan will be troubled by the great arcanist.

When you come out to play, your eyes must first be bright enough.

Just seeing the string of long flags, Baragas couldn't calm down.

Almost every one of them is a city lord of a medium-sized or above floating city, and many of them are even high-ranking members of the Severton Council. He can't afford to provoke so many masters.

Moreover, how could it be possible for a half-bearman at the peak of the sanctuary to be a gatekeeper?

Balagas gritted his teeth in anger.

Unexpectedly, I was self-willed and dragged the escort team away for 200 kilometers, but when I arrived, I was turned away. He could almost imagine how those rebellious guys would joke behind his back when he returned to the escort team.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, a bright crystal suddenly appeared on the palm of Balagas.

"I am extremely eager to meet Miss Siluo, this is my meeting ceremony in Baragas."

In the camp, Lei Wen and the harem almost burst out laughing.

I have seen death, but I have never seen such death.

Now it was Lei Wen who dug a hole for him to jump into, and he ran a hundred miles to jump into the hole and it was fine, and he volunteered to offer such a treasure. That is the Naichrome crystal, also known as the "Naichrome Light"!

A light of color resistance can make a strong man in the sanctuary sell himself for more than ten years. (to be continued ~^~)