Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

It was probably the old fox's idea of ​​Helnot that Rishi and Jung came together.

Alphonse was indifferent to women who did not meet his aesthetic taste.

Can you imagine a woman who looks more like a man and is several heads taller than you ogling you?

This is the case today.

This thing made Sera laugh so hard. Rishi and Jung were both beauties among the ghost clan.

Although the ghost race is a race transformed by humans who have been baptized by the demon race.

But over the course of thousands of years, their aesthetics have undergone abnormal changes.

When Rishi and Jung walked on the street, they received many admiring looks from different races.

In the underground world of the City of Peace, tall and strong women are more likely to be favored.

On the contrary, slender women like Sera and Vitina were not liked by others.

However, most of Lixi and Jung's admirers are ghosts and gray dwarves, while two-headed trolls, werewolves, lizardmen, etc. only like females of the same race.

Although supplies in the underground world are scarce, and edible ferns are precious plants, mineral resources are quite abundant.

It's just that here, minerals cannot be traded with the outside world, and the mines are controlled by the Demon God Sect.

The Gray Dwarf clan has not forgotten the craftsmanship of their ancestral dwarves, and their smelting and casting methods are still quite good. All the equipment in the City of Peace is made by Gray Dwarf blacksmiths.

The powerful alien races of the two-headed trolls took on the responsibility of hunting and ensuring the support of the Demon God Cult.

As for the underground gnomes, a race with low combat power, they can only serve as farmers and miners. Those who have a little fighting talent and engage in combat duties are responsible for exploring ruins and dismantling traps.

They still have good talents in this kind of delicate work.

In the City of Peace, the largest population is the underground dwarfs. Although they have a short lifespan, they can only live for fifty or sixty years, but their reproductive ability is the strongest, which is not comparable to other races.

During these three days, Alphonse lived a very happy life and enjoyed all the tenderness.

Sera is very obedient, and she is willing to try anything as long as Alphonse likes it.

The only regret is that Alphonse's ability is a bit too strong at this time, and Sera alone is not enough to make him happy.

The dark elves led by Sharibel arrived faster than expected.

In just over three days, he had brought a large number of dark elves to the City of Peace.

Therefore, Hernot could only have a hasty welcome ceremony.

The news of the reconciliation with the Dark Church has been released for a long time, and it can be considered a good thing that the Dark Elves have returned to the City of Peace.

When his uncle arrived, Alphonse naturally followed him to greet him.

Sharibel is a thin and tall man, a head taller than Alphonse. Like Sera, he also has long, snow-white hair, which is combed back in a big back, with all the hair hanging down the back of his head.

The most eye-catching thing is his long, pointed ears.

That speaks volumes about his pedigree.

Half-elves like Mia have much shorter ears.

His face was quite stern and he could be called handsome, but his gray-black complexion made him a bit gloomy.

Wearing a tight-fitting black hunting jacket with many pockets and a machete on his waist, he looked more like an assassin than a clergyman.

Just looking at this appearance, who would have thought that he would be the Pope of the Dark Church. When Alphonse stepped forward to greet him with a smile and looked at Sharibel.

Sharibel was also examining Alphonse, and he had discovered something. The sister who was nestling next to Alphonse no longer had her hair in a ponytail, but had her hair braided into a braid, hanging down on her chest.

This is a symbol that shows that she has changed from a girl to a woman.

Obviously, my sister's husband is this powerful human being.

Sharibel did not get angry because of this and showed the majesty of an uncle. Instead, he showed a kind smile towards Alphonse.

He was also happy that his sister had found a good home. In addition, there was another reason, but it still needed to be confirmed.

Sharibel wanted to find a place with Alphonse to talk alone, but another thing had already taken the lead.

The scimitar on his waist jumped up and floated into the air.

"Yo yo yo! Who am I seeing! Fake Bankus, you idiot, you are actually here! I smell your stench and it makes me sick to the point of vomiting!"

His voice was sharp and his tone was extremely sarcastic.

Needless to say, it is the artifact scimitar, Ozizangus, which represents one of the seven virtues, 'temperance'.

Just listening to its words, you can't tell that it has any restraint, and it doesn't have the demeanor of a divine weapon at all. It's just like a businessman, yelling unscrupulously.

"F*ck! You can vomit? Do you have that ability?" Magic Sword Farbankus retorted without hesitation, "No matter how much you hate me or hate me, you can't change the fact that you were beaten by me! "

Alphonse was startled. He had never heard Farbankus mention this before.

"Fuck you!" Ozizangus shouted quickly, "What's wrong with you bitch? Have you finally been abandoned by the King of Chaos? Hahahaha, with your nature, you will abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side. ? This is really a rare thing, it is really the biggest joke I have seen in this thousand years!"

"You ignorant and stupid idiot, how could I, Farbankus, be abandoned, only to meet a master who is more worthy of my loyalty?"

"@#￥￥%@!#!"

"*&%......%￥%@￥.!"

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw a divine weapon and a magical weapon exchanging dirty words and quarreling without any manners.

The muscles on Hernot's face couldn't help but twitch.

The welcome ceremony has become such a farce!

Sharibel was extremely embarrassed, but he could not give orders to Ozizangus, so he could only dissuade him again and again, "Master Ozizangus, please don't do this."

Ozizangus suddenly met his enemy from thousands of years ago. Sharibel could not persuade him, and he continued to provoke him regardless.

Alphonse was much more accommodating and just yelled, "Farbankus! Shut up!"

Farbankus immediately fell silent, shrank back, and stopped speaking.

"Shut up!" Alphonse stared coldly at Ozizangus, who was still chattering in the air.

It seems that the uncle is not yet able to fully control this artifact. In this case, Alphonse wouldn't mind helping him train this cursed artifact, the scimitar.

Alphonse is still confident about this. The artifact that the Hell Knight can deal with, and the power it can display, will not be that strong.

Ozizangus shook, stopped yelling, and fell down.

But there was only silence for a moment, and then he spoke again, "My lord, you were the one who surrendered Farbankus, right? If I'm not mistaken, you should be the saint of our Dark Church!"

Then he turned towards Sharibel again, "It must be right, Sharibel, I sensed the rich dark power in this adult!" (End of this chapter)