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Chapter 19: In the cold, the snot will not stop, and it will break out tomorrow

Seeing people is a human being, seeing people is not a human being, seeing people is still a human being, these three levels of thought states mentioned by the ancients are very appropriate to use the demigod life of today and this era.

Wizard apprentices, even first, second, third level, and even legendary wizards, are in the state of seeing people as human beings. You are you and have no other derivative meaning.

However, when the legendary peak was promoted to the demigod life, things gradually became different.

For example, the earth-type demigod wizard is not a human being, but rather you think of him as a huge mountain in human form, so that it is clearer and more accurate.

The water-based demigod is a majestic sea with white waves surging.

The fire-type demigod is a huge flame, which is burned to death by radiation.

The wind-type demigod is a hurricane that connects the sky and penetrates the sky and the earth.

It is not a simple description, but the existence of these demigods will indeed have similar magnetic field effects on the natural environment, or even phenomenal changes. This is the state of seeing people but not humans. It is really hard for you to think that they are humans anymore.

After being promoted to a demigod, at least in the wizard world, there will be two basic qualitative changes, one big and one small. One is that the body becomes larger. Although the human being is still so big, unless the other party deliberately restrains and hides it, the keen legendary wizard will feel as if he is standing next to the toes of a giant in a mountainous 1,000-meter high.

As long as the big guy next to him is a little distracted and accidentally forgets his existence, he will be accidentally stepped on into powder by the other party.

Just like humans, they step on ants inadvertently, this is the oppression of life caused by qualitative gaps in the level of life.

In a large aspect, the energy value contained in each somatic cell of the demigod has become a qualitative gap with legendary life.

In small aspects, spirit, mind, and will, the sense of time and subtle sense of the demigod wizard will not increase year-on-year with the "huge" and "energy" of the body. Instead, they will increase inversely, that is, the more thorough the physical energy is filled, the longer the sense of time will be extended.

The humans on Earth used to use one second as the smallest unit of time counting, but in front of the demigod wizard, they could divide another second into eighteen moments, thirty-eight moments, and even sixty-two moments!

Their sense of time is as slow as 62 times slower than that of normal humans. I won’t talk about other aspects for the time being. The enhanced witchcraft and innate abilities of the fourth-level demigod are all erased. However, these two major qualitative changes of big and small make it almost impossible for the legendary existence to challenge the life of the demigod.

The energy of the demigod's life body is transformed into nature. The original key to the heart, throat, and back of the brain, although the key to the energy gathering and the key to them is also the key to the gathering of energy, it is not the key to the killing. Even if a legendary assassin succeeds in a sneak attack with a move, the attack is implemented at the key to the existence of the demigod. If you can't kill the opponent with one blow, the demigod will recover and kill you directly with your backhand.

What's even more disgusting is the demigod in the wizard world. The demigod wizard is covered with a talented defense field that has been improved with the level of level. This thing is very difficult to bypass, making it almost impossible to raid and assassinate the demigod life.

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The absolute protagonist of the banquet tonight, Prince Melanlongway, the radiant silver elf, has obviously begun two qualitative transformations of "one big and one small".

The pretty silver-haired face is extremely handsome, and the phenomenon of sissy that is common in male elves is perfectly covered up under the immense power of the demigod wizard.

This silver elf prince is surrounded by many close and pleasing people. The demigod wizard itself is a huge source of wealth, and the silver elf is even more famous in the wizard world for being luxurious and wealthy.

This Melanlongway is obviously a good-tempered person. Although he is surrounded by stars and answers questions from all directions at the same time, because of the demigod's sense of time and memory, he actually answers one by one, and has a gentle and friendly smile on his face.

"But I still feel good. I'm obviously a man, but my skin is better than mine." As she said, Shirley, wearing a gorgeous backless evening dress, turned her grief and anger into appetite and ate the desserts and pastries at the banquet.

"Even if you think about it in your heart, you can't be able to be at this distance. You can easily be perceived. Your words just now may have been heard by His Highness... I will stand beside me later and I will avenge you." When Shirley was frightened by Zhu Peng's words, the prince Melanlongwei had already brought everyone around him towards Zhu Peng's direction.

"Castqing, your character is really disappointing. Although you are a wizard, you have a sharp spirit like a sharp sword. I am used to practicing close-up swordsmanship in my spare time. I wonder if you can take time to be my teacher?" The third-level legendary lich can be called a great lich, and the fourth-level demigod can be called the Undead Emperor. All extraordinary beings are respected as His Majesty. Therefore, as a demigod, Melanlongwei, it is natural for him to call himself this king.

Zhu Peng reached out and pulled up a crystal clear arm that was a little nervous next to him, and then he stepped forward to meet Prince Melanlongway, but even Zhu Peng did not expect the other party to say such a smile.

Being respectful to the wise and gentle as jade, this is the first impression that Prince Melanlongway gave people.

"My swordsmanship, in your opinion, is too crude and shallow. I have a senior who is the president of the Chinese Warrior Association. His swordsmanship is extremely skilled. If you are really interested, I can introduce it to you." The elves are powerful in the wizard world, and their momentum is vaguely above werewolf and blood clan. If possible, Zhu Peng also hopes that the Chinese Warrior Association can make a good relationship with the silver elf demigod prince in front of him.

(The president's martial arts have become more and more unfathomable over the years. Even if he has not been promoted to a demigod for the time being, it should be no problem to scare the guy in front of him. If he delays for a few years, the president will be promoted to the demigod level, and he will be suppressed by the guy in front of him. He will be a disciple.) Zhu Peng also knows that he is taking risks in this way, but when will the Chinese warriors be in danger in the whirlpool of the Wizard City?

If you can get the support of the Silver Elf, it will be a huge help and you must not miss it.

"Well... this, let's talk about it, Casterqing." Prince Melanlongway waved his hand. He did not accept Zhu Peng's words. He then exchanged a few more greetings with Zhu Peng, and then turned around and left.

After Prince Melanlongway and others walked away, Shirley, who still had some fear on her face, came to her brother's side and said, "Brother, no, I'm not doing anything, right?"

"...You're nothing."

(You are a first-level wizard, and you still have this kind of demeanor.) Holding a wine glass, looking at the prosperous night banquet in front of you, and watching Prince Melanlongwei go to chat with the new wizard one by one, Zhu Peng also understands that the other party looks down on the small Chinese Warrior Association.

It is certainly not easy for a third-rate small gang to cling to a member of a party.

"Brother, let's go down. I dare not breathe here. I see that the middle and lower layers of the flight ship are also holding a banquet. Let's go to the middle and lower layers to relax?" Qiu Yue Xueli felt the rolling emotions in Zhu Peng's heart. She pulled Zhu Peng's sleeve and said in this way.

"Okay, let's go downstairs to relax." Feeling his sister's care, Zhu Peng exhaled, then smiled, and led Shirley out of the most prosperous world of fame and fortune and down the top luxury banquet.

The newest military achievements of Black Fort Academy, the legendary wizard who has achieved over the years, and other elite figures are all at the top banquet, but in fact the entire fortress is a big carnival. Anyway, the Black Fort world in the past cannot encounter any enemy attacks. Prince Melanlongway's original intention is to let everyone relax before the war.

Therefore, there are carnival people in the middle and lower levels of Wuta Fortress, and even the lower levels of the food will be placed on soul slave monsters.

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The carnival in the middle and lower classes is indeed more suitable for the two earthly remnants, Zhu Peng and Shirley, than the top banquet. It is said that three generations have cultivated a generation of nobles. From the founding of the last century to the invasion of the abyss in the later period, the Long Kingdom had no chance to cultivate the so-called nobles. At the beginning of the founding of the country, the peasants rose up and drove the landlords and wealth and nobles out of the country, which cleared the burden and pushed the Chinese civilization to the peak of prosperity again.

During the carnival between the middle and lower classes, there were actually many wizards making transactions in groups of three or five. They were no more than the top wizards. They were often from aristocratic families and had abundant resources.

Whether it is the freshmen of the academy who have achieved military achievements or those low-level old wizards who have lived for more than a hundred years, they must make the most reasonable adjustments and allocations of their resources through transactions in order to have a greater chance of survival in the subsequent ectopic wars and obtain the benefits they want.

"I finally understand why we two are not adapting to the environment above." Holding Shirley's little hand, Zhu Peng turned his head and smiled at the girl.

"Why?"

"Because we are the mud legs that have finally come out on Earth. When we mix among the nobles above, we will be like two wild boars rushing to the territory of the domestic pigs, of course we will not be able to adapt."

"What a metaphor, brother, you are a pig... Are you saying that I am fat in disguise?"

While defending against the girl's beat, Zhu Peng sighed that the girl's brain circuit was too different from her. After experiencing the above things, Shirley really cared about her own weight.

"If you are really afraid of being fat, don't eat so much sweets. You're snooze and love to eat sweets." As they smiled and made a fuss, the two of them relaxed and began to swim in the middle and lower levels of the Wuta Fortress.

Such a large purchase opportunity is quite rare. Low and middle-level wizards often lack magic stones, while Zhu Peng does not lack magic stones. He needs magic stones to buy them with large gaps, and he has never lacked magic stones for daily consumption. Therefore, in this process, he really found a lot of cost-effective things.

"I'm not mistaken... Is it really Brother Peng? He is not dead!" In the crowd, a young man with a baby face was about to walk over as he spoke. However, he was pressed by his companion behind him.

"Yusen, what are you doing? Do you want to kill Zhu Peng? You can't see the changes that lord over the years?" Some old but quiet words came from behind, eased Jiang Yusen's mood a little.

"But, it will happen after all. Wouldn't it be better to let Brother Peng prepare early?"

"No matter how much preparations are made, the gap is too big... Let's go back first, let's make a long-term plan." The old man carrying a long sword finally got into the crowd with Jiang Yusen.

At this time, Zhu Peng's eyes had just glanced at him, but the two old friends of the past had already turned into the corner and missed him.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, it feels like someone is looking at me just now."

The night passed, and almost in the early morning, Zhu Peng and Qiu Yue Xueli returned to their home in the fortress. Ma Yongzhen and Lisha went out to wander, but they have not come back yet, so it is not necessarily true whether they will come back tonight.

Qiu Yuexue Nari and Ma Qianrong were debugging the performance of the 2.0 version of the gargoyle in the laboratory. In the next war, these two hundred soul slaves will form part of Zhu Peng's strength, so the two girls are tirelessly conducting the final debugging.

A day and a half later, even though the power was not fully powered, the Song of the God of War still spanned half of the continent with its excellent performance and arrived before the space crack. Before it, an equally huge and terrifying Wu Tower Fortress had already stopped here.

At the dark blue space crack that looked like a scar of the sky, a pair of mechanical iron arms stretched out on both sides of the huge fortress. They erupted a huge energy flow to support the entire Zerg space crack, making it impossible to close and disappear normally.

At the same time, countless dragons used the fortress as their nests and flew in the air. They spit out dragon breath and descended on the space crack wrapped in energy flow. Gradually, under the power of these hundreds of dragons, the space crack gradually expanded and gradually could accommodate a whole fortress to be put into it.

"Yiwen, that Melanlongwei is unreliable. Although this time he fought in the alien Zerg world, Aunt Jialin is the supreme commander, he relies on the power of you and me after all." The high elf with long golden hair dancing in the wind stood on the Wu Tower Fortress, and the girl like a Valkyrie whispered in a low voice, as if she was talking to herself.

However, before the space crack in the distance, the silver-haired and red-eyed female elf standing on the head of the pure white dragon could hear it clearly.
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