illusionsandfantasiespourintotheountlessmoonlight

Illusions and whims are injected into countless moonlights

moonbeamsso,youan‘tdisguise

So you can't hide it anymore

yo,uttin'witthismyrhyme,mysight

I can't stop this beautiful melody, in front of me

On the rooftop of the Arrogant House, Xia Lanwei Luosi, who has become the richest woman in the city, stood leaning on the railing and stared at a steam locomotive speeding towards the north gate of Jishui City.

Behind him came the sigh of the old housekeeper:

"Miss, why are you doing this? At least you can say goodbye to Mr. Levis."

A gust of evening wind blew in, ruffling Xia Lanwei Luosi's hair, just as it was also causing ripples in her inner lake.

This night, she put on the black evening dress she had worn when she first met Li Wei. However, this night, she could no longer see a certain dragon's stunning eyes, and she had to wonder whether he was insincere or not.

Praise.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, narrowed her delicate nose and said:

"There's no need to say goodbye. Anyway, as long as Jishui City has his property, he will come back sooner or later.

"By then, I, Xia Lanwei Luosi, will definitely become even better. Will he be able to appear in front of him wearing this outfit?"

After saying this, she remained silent.

"well"

The old housekeeper thought for a while, but gave up his words of advice and could only sigh.

I'm afraid that by then, the silver dragon will become more and more powerful, powerful in every sense of the word.

So powerful that even the legend like him can only look up to him

walkinthabeautifulrain

Walking in this bloody storm

thaworldrotatesaroundme

The world will revolve around me

On the far western lunar sea, obscured by dark clouds, a pirate ship equipped with a ferocious horn broke through the oncoming huge waves in the violent storm. Behind it was a black mass of heavily armed ships.

Dozens of warships were tearing through a merchant fleet, and the pirates were waving their butcher knives with ferocious smiles, harvesting lives.

On the flagship deck, a middle-aged mage holding a staff and wearing a black one-eyed eyepatch looked at another merchant ship in the distance with the flag of Yueying Island marking the 'waning moon' as it slowly sank under the bombardment of magic and ballistae.

, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

It's like everything in front of him is part of his plan.

"President, we have just received news that the Harpers have beheaded the city of Kishui. Braska, the Lord of the West Tower, failed in his mission and is missing." asked a snake-haired moon elf mage.

"Harpist? Leave it alone for now. Anyway, as long as that Braska guy is not dead, he will always come back." The mage who was called the president said indifferently.

"You'll always come back! You'll always come back!" the parrot, who also wore a one-eyed patch on his shoulder, echoed.

But no one dares to think that this parrot is noisy, because it is the supreme commander of Luskan, the City of Thousand Sails, the president of the Arcane Brotherhood, and one of the only remaining great arcanists in the world:

Arkham Gris' magical pet.

Akram is a living legend, and his pet is certainly not ordinary. There are rumors that its body is actually an abyss demon, but there are different opinions on what kind of demon it is, and no one has ever dared to show it in public.

mentioned.

"Yes!" The snake-haired moon elf mage nodded respectfully.

"Melindera, my best apprentice, do you know why after I came to power, I used the power of the entire city-state to vigorously develop shipping, even at the expense of overdrawing the future?" Akram said with deep meaning.

asked.

"Teacher, you once said that when the productivity of a civilization reaches a certain critical point, it will seek more wealth and open up a broader market."

Speaking of this, Melindela showed a cruel smile: "Sea transportation is the only way to this new world, so the future will be a great era of navigation, and it will also be our era!"

Akram nodded with satisfaction: "Then how long do you think it will take us Luskan to conquer the entire Moon Sea?"

Melindra raised her head and said: "Our fleet in the City of Thousand Sails has grown to a large scale. Within ten years, the entire Moon Shadow Sea will be planted with the flag of our Arcane Brotherhood!"

However, when faced with his student's confident answer, Akram sneered and denied it and corrected him:

"Innocently, the maritime power of the Moon Shadow Islands alone is much more powerful than ours, and now is far from the time.

"However, now we have just reached an alliance with the squid community. With the deep sea magic technology they provide, we only need to digest them within fifty years and transform our fleet. By then, our Luskan fleet can be called

He must be the strongest in Yuehai!

"At that time, it will be time for our Luskan sails to sweep across the entire Moon Sea!

"No! Not only the Moon Shadow Sea, I want the entire sky above the Sword Coast to tremble under the prestige of our Arcane Brotherhood!!!"

"Drink! Long live Luskan! Long live the Arcane Brotherhood!"

The dark mages and pirates behind them all cheered excitedly, as if the road to hegemony fifty years from now has been revealed in front of them, even though many of them may not live until that time.

Melinda's eyes suddenly showed enthusiasm, and she knelt on one knee and said:

"Old President! I, Merindela, swear to follow your path to become the overlord of the Seven Seas."

"Overlord of the Seven Seas? It's a good title, but after all, it is a distant vision. For now, let's do our best for now."

Akram looked at his student: "Melindera."

"Yes!" The Gorgon lowered his head and listened respectfully.

"Since you mentioned the Northland, why not take a trip to the Northland? We just got a shipment of amnesia potions from Torre Red Robe. You are responsible for exchanging these potions for a good price. Whether we are researching

Deep sea magic technology and future fleet transformation require massive wealth to support, so this mission is very important." Akram emphasized his tone at the end.

"I will use my life to plunder this wealth!" Melinda said solemnly.

"I don't need your life! I need you to use your brain!" Akram corrected.

"Yes!" Melinda La nodded.

"Since you are going to the North, you should also look for traces of that idiot Braska. We in Luskan still need his golem skills."

"I obey your will, President!" Melinda held her chest and bowed before accepting the order.

Bang!

Another huge wave came over, and Luskan's pirate fleet disappeared into the distance.

All that is left are the decks shattered by the waves and the crew wailing in despair.

bloodlinemysteries

The mystery of bloodline

bloodrime

sin of blood

here‘satasteoftharemedy

Here's an antidote

despairgotit!

Desperate? Do you want it?

gotit!gotit!

Do you want it? Do you want it?

Located on the Spine of the World in the far north, due to the early arrival of winter, the entire mountain range has already been shrouded in endless snowstorms.

Due to the premature end of the grazing valley and hunting season, the orcs living on the entire Spine of the World and the High Glacier have to face food shortages.

In order to cope with the serious shortage of food, many orc tribes had to make a more cruel decision, not only to stop food rationing for all old orcs, but also to kill them and a group of orc women selected by lot as a reward.

Food reserves to survive this unusual winter.

After the new camp in Zelandia suffered heavy losses, the remnants of the Shadowmoon Clan fell into unprecedented chaos. They robbed the food of their fellow tribesmen and even fed on their corpses, just to make themselves the ones who survived.

At this moment, Nerion returned with six of his clansmen wearing armor, only to find that his clansmen had killed his wife and brutally eaten her.

That night, Nerion bloodbathed all the orcs related to this matter. After standing in front of his dead wife's bones for a long time, he seemed to suddenly make some decision.

The next day, he announced that decision to all his compatriots:

He will lead the remnants of the Shadowmoon Clan back to the Spine of the World.

Many orcs were puzzled by this, and even expressed despair. At a time when food reserves were seriously insufficient, rashly returning to the snowy peak would only lead to the annihilation of the entire army.

But Nerion said that he had found a new path for the orcs. He expressed to all the tribesmen that he would try his best to ensure that every orc who supports and follows him can survive.

The orcs who questioned him have died one after another under Nerion's 'shadow magic', and their deaths were extremely miserable.

Due to the immediate threat of death, the remnants of the Shadowmoon clan followed Nerion's footsteps and returned to the Spine of the World.

In the cave, all the orcs were hungry. They had almost consumed all the food. If they didn't eat anymore, everyone would die of hunger and cold.
To be continued...