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Chapter 920 History Recorder

The golden divine power poured out, covering the Elf Forest.

The trauma brought by the Great Holy War slowly recovered under the vast power of divine power.

Seeing the forest growing lush again, the elves looked excited, kneeling on the ground, constantly cheering for the real name of the mother god.

Praise of piousness floats over the forest...

Eve's divine power transformed into the appearance of the godly follower Zero, walking in the forest.

The city after the war was rebuilt vigorously, and the ruins of the destroyed elves village were also lively. Players and elves were cleaning up the ruins and rebuilding their homes.

The battle to hunt down the Eternal Legion is coming to an end. In this forest full of lush tall trees, players are the masters.

No one understands the landforms and maps of the Elf Forest better than them.

If you want to escape their pursuit in this place, you must at least be a legend.

"Dear Elves... No, Elves friends, please listen to me. I am really not an eternal believer! Believe me!"

The nervous shouts and struggles sounded, attracting Eve's attention.

He turned his sight and saw that on the road deep in the forest, several golden rank players were escorting a tied old mage towards the direction of the Selected City.

He was a mage who looked quite old last year. His off-white robe was already ragged, his messy beard and loose hair were tangled together. I don’t know how long he had escaped in panic.

He had dark circles of eyes, and he was obviously punched by a player.

"Stop talking nonsense! Flee with the bishop of Eternal Church and say that he is not from Eternal Church?"

A player who was escorting him coldly snorted.

"No...I'm really not! I...I'm also coerced by the Eternal Church!"

The old mage widened his eyes and quickly explained.

"Just lie to you, who doesn't know that humans are more treacherous than the other."

Another player complained that he forgot to take off this layer of skin and was also a human being.

Looking at the ancient files that one of the escorts players curiously looking at, which was obviously not owned by the player, Eve's heart moved slightly.

He walked over quietly and asked:

"What happened?"

"Mr. Zero (Big Sister's Head)!"

The players exclaimed and quickly saluted excitedly.

"When we were chasing the defeated soldiers of the Eternal Church, we caught this guy. This guy acted a bit strange. He was not a believer in the Eternal Church after detecting it. We thought it might be a hidden plot, so we caught him back."

They said.

After hearing what the player said, the old mage widened his eyes:

"No... So you already know that I am not an eternal believer? Then why are you arresting me?"

"Stop talking nonsense, talk to my elder sister, why are you fucking!"

One of the players, who was obviously a irritable brother, glared at the old mage fiercely.

The old master shut his mouth honestly.

Eve's gaze gently swept across the people. He looked at the old wizard with a disheveled hair, with a bit of fun in his eyes.

Although the old mage was down and embarrassed, his eyes were bright and even a little excited.

"Who are you?"

Eve asked with a look at him.

"Offnam! Beautiful Elf Lady, my name is Offnam! I am the Holy Mannian Empire... Well... I am a historian of the human world!"

The old mage broke free from the players' control, bowed respectfully, and said.

Eve had an idea in her mind.

Thinking of this, He suddenly raised his head, smiled slightly at Ofnum, and said in the other party's flattered expression:

"His Excellency Overnum, since you are not an eternal believer and a historian, then are you willing to serve the Elves and help the Elves write a history of the Elves civilization?"

After hearing Eve's words, the old mage was stunned and then overjoyed:
Chapter completed!
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