Killing Gods

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"Your words are always so unreliable, so I don't believe them very much."

Looking at the mad Sparta, Sherlock gently shook his head.

"Don't believe me, how can you not believe me? Have I panicked, do I have to lie to you? I am honest."

Holding his head, Sparta squatted on the table for a while, and then a black light flew out.

"Sherlock Patriarch, I ... want to ask, is this Spartan the God of War rumored?"

Li Changfeng felt more and more mysterious. This was obviously a lunatic.

"Well, I don't know who you are calling now, but he was shouted like this three thousand years ago."

Sherlock watched that the figure outside the door had disappeared and shook his head uncontrollably. Once the Spartan came, he had a headache.

"It turns out that he is really the God of War in the orc legend, but he has lived for so long ..."

Wrinkled his forehead tightly, although Li Changfeng already had such an idea, but when it was really determined, the surprise in his heart could not be suppressed.

How could someone live so long?

As far as Li Changfeng knows, by far, the longest life of Ruize mainland is the elves. Ordinary elves can basically have a life span of more than 300 years, but the difference between 300 and 3000 is too much.

And from the current state, Sparta is very happy, there is nothing to die, who can not guarantee that he will not survive the next three thousand years, thinking of this, Li Changfeng felt a palpitation, it turned out that this is the right one The monster.

"Rui Ze Continental, nothing is impossible."

Although Li Changfeng was whispering softly, Sherlock still caught it sharply.

"The invasion of the aliens at that time, although a lot of the Ruize strong clan, disappeared, but in the **** years, many strong men stood out, just like Sparta."

Speaking of this, Sherlock reached out and pointed.

"His strength was promoted in the battle against aliens, and he is now powerful, he has surpassed the constraints of nature, and his life and death are entirely dependent on his own choice. Bada ’s current strength can almost run the entire Rize. "

"So bull X."

Li Changfeng raised his mouth a lot, but he wanted to say the next sentence even more. There are people who are even more powerful than Sparta, but this question was stifled by him.

"Don't be surprised, in fact, it was definitely not what you can imagine in the alien battle three thousand years ago."

With a long sigh, Sherlock seemed to understand something of the time.

"Although Sparta is very powerful, he was not very prominent in the battle at the time. He used to have a red blood than the Mongolian mount, which was called the first battle general at the time, and it was the only red blood on the Rize mainland. Bimont is the first star beast in the real sky.

However, even the legendary war beasts that existed like red blood and bimon also died in the battle of the aliens. You can imagine how powerful the aliens were at that time. "

"A lot of ants bite the elephant."

Li Changfeng murmured softly. He didn't know how red blood was stronger than Mongolia, but he could tell from Sherlock's conversation that Sparta and Red Blood were much worse than Mongolia.

"Your metaphor is very appropriate, but the blood-red behemoth at that time was killed by a strong man of an alien race, one-on-one battle, and all died together."

Sighing and shaking, Sherlock, standing up and going to go out, seemed to not want to continue to discuss such a heavy topic.

"Hey, Patriarch Sherlock."

Seeing him leaving, Li Changfeng hurriedly shouted at him.

"how?"

Sherlock turned around.

"That, in fact, I came here this time, and I came to see you specially. There is something to please you."

Standing on the big wooden pier, Li Changfeng was still very depressed, only reaching Sherlock's neck.

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Sherlock was surprised when he heard that he had come to see him specially.

"This is the case. I have signed a contract of true love with an elf, but now, I want to release this contract, and I hope you can help me."

Looking at Sherlock's eyes, Li Changfeng said unusually sincere.

"True love contract?"

Sherlock's eyes narrowed.

"What is a true love contract?"

"Yep?"

Li Changfeng's eyes widened in an instant, **** it! Isn't it being shaved, facing Sherlock's unpretentious eyes, Li Changfeng felt as if he had been cheated.

"The contract of true love, that is, the contract of two people connecting their lives to prove their true love."

Li Changfeng was a little excited, his hands were drawn, some had no rules, and Sherlock looked even more puzzled.

"look here!"

Does it seem to think of anything, Li Changfeng quickly tilted his neck, and then exposed a snow lotus on his neck.

"This is a true love contract?"

With wide staring eyes, Sherlock sneered.

"Why, isn't it?"

There was also a trace of surprise on Li Changfeng's face, and it was impossible that it was not a system, which made it troublesome.

"Nonsense, this is obviously a bond of enslavement, and I have never heard of a contract of true love. How can this vicious contract be a contract of true love? It is simply absurd."

There was a faint anger on Sherlock's face.

"amount……."

Li Changfeng was also stunned. He doesn't know how to express his heart now. It turned out that the silly girl Seya had signed a slave bond for herself. For so long, she still rejoiced that she signed a true love contract.

Li Changfeng said, how could there be such an overbearing contract of true love? If it is really a contract of true love, then it does not fit the essence of true love at all. It is like Seya and Li Changfeng. No, it doesn't look like it.

"I didn't expect this to be the case. It seems that the outside world has really changed a lot."

Shaking his head gently, Li Changfeng heartily expressed emotion.

"But Patriarch Sherlock, no matter what kind of contract this is, I hope you can lift it this time, I don't know if it is possible?"

Whether it is a contract of true love or a bond of enslavement, for Li Changfeng, it is completely irrelevant. The important thing is to release the contract.

"This is not a troublesome thing."

Seeing Li Changfeng's eagerness, Sherlock nodded gently.

"Actually, the contract of the elven tribe was originally created by our green wild elf clan, inspired by the goddess of nature, but we never need to go to the tree king."

As if to say a trivial matter, Sherlock waved outwards, and Li Changfeng jumped off the wooden bench, and walked out with some doubt.

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