At around ten o'clock in the night, the third area of ​​the Abyss City.

The spacious underground tavern is crowded with people, and green green vegetation vines are attached to the red-brown stone walls on all sides. Occasionally, pure white flowers are decorated with small flowers. The green leaves and jade flowers set off the bonfires in the sky blue walls, making the environment in the shop almost magnificent.

The young man was wearing a decent work clothes that were black on the outside and white on the inside. He stood in the middle of the bar and wiped a crystal cup that was already very clean and transparent.

On the front side of the bar was a strong man with a thick beard that could hardly be seen. The guy who was nearly equal in height and cross-section struggled to climb up a chair that was too tall for him, then waved his tepid arms and shouted for beer.

"Boy Earth, give me your best beer, or I'll screw your little head off, hum hahahaha."

Zhu Peng put down the crystal cup in his hand, picked up a thick wooden wine jar and poured it into it with a golden fragrant wine, and then pushed it to the dwarf's hand.

But he is not afraid that this guy can't afford the copper coins... The dwarf race itself is a high-priced slave, and the anatomical tables of countless wizards reserve positions for such a powerful sub-ethnic race.

On the tavern stage not far away, there are many musicians in suits and ties playing music on all sides.

As if all the stars were holding the moon, a girl with long bright silver hair spread on her shoulders, white skin, transparent appearance, delicate and beautiful face almost surpassed the limits of human beings, holding a dark microphone in her hands and singing with her eyes closed:

"The sound of prosperity has escaped into the monks and ruined the world."

"How many love debts will be paid for my life after a cold dream?"

"If you agree, life and death, etc."

"The annual rings are waiting for circles after circle."

"How many layers of the Buddha Tower have been broken, and whose soul has been broken?"

"The pain goes straight to a broken lamp and the collapsed mountain gate."

"Let me wait any longer, history turns around, and wait for the wine to be fragrant and mellow to play the guzheng song."

"It rains heavily, and the old hometown has deep grass and trees."

"I heard that you are always alone."

"The mottled city gates entrench the roots of old trees."

"What is falling back from the old-fashioned is to wait."

"It rains heavily, and the old hometown has deep grass and trees."

"I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city."

"The sound of the shepherd's flute in the suburbs fell on that wild village."

"Fate takes root...we."

The melody is beautiful, smooth and gorgeous. Close your eyes and sing the girl's singing in a very touching way. If the performance just started, most of the drinkers in the tavern were greedily watching the extraordinary and beautiful face of the silver-haired girl.

Then, when the tune of "Fireworks Cold" is fully unfolded, when the girl sings softly in her voice that seems to penetrate into the depths of the listener's soul.

In a very short time, almost everyone in the entire tavern was pulled into a song artistic conception that was extremely sad and beautiful.

"Learning at the laughter of youth, many people envied. The gentleness in history refused to write too hard."

"Fireworks are easy to get cold, and people are easy to get apart, and you are asking me if I'm still serious?"

"Who is waiting for the deep love in the past thousand years?"

"How can history not be true, Wei Shu Luoyang City."

"If you are following me, you will be in your past life. Follow the world, follow me and wander around for a lifetime."

With the melody of the song and the rapid baton of the band's highest conductor, the entire song gradually came to an end, and it was also the highest peak.

"It rains heavily, and the old hometown has deep grass and trees."

"I heard that you are always alone. The mottled city gates are entrenched with old trees."

“What echoes on the slab is, wait.”

"It rains heavily, and the old hometown has deep grass and trees."

"I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city."

"The sound of the shepherd's flute in the suburbs fell on that wild village."

"Fate takes root...we."

"Fate takes root...we."

"Listen to the sound of rain in Kalan Temple... forever."

After a song, whether it was the singers on the stage or the guests in the tavern, they almost all were immersed in the song for dozens of seconds before they gradually woke up. At this time, many of the drinkers around who were charmed by the artistic conception of the song stood up and spontaneously approached the stage. They or they were furious and shouted that the silver-haired girl would sing another song.

However, the girl with silver hair opened her eyes and showed her beautiful burgundy eyes. She glanced at everyone indifferently, then bowed coldly and stepped down from the stage.

At this time, no one around the stage who was still excited just now dared to stop it, just because the girl bowed and her long hair fell out of her face, revealing a pair of pointed and thin ears on both sides of her pretty face. Such distinct racial characteristics directly demonstrated the girl's superior, powerful and almost unattainable bloodline.

It is so noble that the blood aroused by wine and songs cools down very quickly like ice water.

The elves are born with white and rich and beautiful races.

Tongtian Witch Tower is rated as an excellent race with bronze bloodline. Its bloodline potential is far stronger than the black iron bloodline of the dwarves. Its almost innate bloodline of the spellcaster is also not weak in melee combat in legend, and the clan is also rich in sharp shooters and crossbow arrow snipers.

In short, this is a natural noble who must not be underestimated. For most drinkers present, it is already a blessing to be able to hear an elf song, which is enough for them to brag about for a long time.

"It sounds so nice. I felt my soul was pulled in at that time."

"Yes. It feels like I've been captured by the succubus' charm. If the person who just sang was not an elf girl, I must have thought I had been captured by some mental spell." Although it was a pity that I could no longer listen to the gorgeous elf song like a dream.

But the silver-haired girl's soft singing was enough for their talk all night long.

At midnight, the performance of the Elf Singer was already over.

At this time, on the three-dimensional crystal hanging wall of the bar, following the previous hot atmosphere, a large-scale epic documentary with the theme of wizards began to play: "The King of Kings".

On the screen, the black and red hellfire was like a viewer who was about to emerge from the screen and rushed to the bar.

Then a man with white skin, blonde hair, black eyes, extremely young face, but with very deep eyes stepped out. He was leisurely and seemed to have a cynical smile on his lips, and then he walked step by step towards a three-headed dragon that looked like a huge mountain.

"Kasa, you have betrayed the darkness, and the will of the abyss will eventually devour your soul and exile it forever."

"As a demon, you have offered your loyalty to some kind of existence. No wonder you, as the ancestor of the fallen three golden dragons, have not made any progress in a thousand years... The demon only serves allegiance to yourself."

The man who plays the Witch King Kasa on the screen is a Hollywood superstar who is very famous before the arrival of the abyss. At this time, he was wearing black contact lenses, and his body was full of beautiful purple-red flames. His mind was cold and chuckled and whispered. He vaguely felt the wanton and madness of the wizard emperor fighting against the Abyss Demon Dragon King a year ago.

Of course, no one saw the real process of that battle back then.

The real situation is that the Demon Dragon King has come over. The wizard king Kasa came out to fight, beat him half dead and sealed him. Maybe he even cut some materials that he likes to go home. Overall, this is the process.

In fact, there are no more than 100 episodes that have been ups and downs and exciting plots.

Fortunately, it describes the artwork of almost godlike figures in the wizard world. It is understandable that it contains a little processing component, but the main line of the story still has no major changes.

After a "hard battle" on the hanging wall screen, Kasa finally refines the three demon dragon sacrifices into a huge dark energy source in line with historical facts. If the terrifying energy that had accumulated over a million years was really exploded, the wizard emperor might have nothing to do, but the entire wizards below the fifth level of the Tongtian Witch Tower were all dead. This is because of the powerful witch formation defense and protection of the Tongtian Tower itself.

For some reason, the powerful wizard emperor brought an inexplicable cold smile to the corner of his mouth.

"I can't bear to directly erase your existence after tens of thousands of years of friendship. It will be transformed into the five realms of the dark world. If no one of my descendants can break the world's stone within a hundred years and really kill you, then what if I let you live in a hundred years?"

"How can I... still believe in you? You dare to betray the will of the abyss."
Chapter completed!