But unfortunately, it's just a copy.

The Pale Flame was once a symbol of the ten kingdoms of the Ancient Tower and Lowlands in ancient times. Of course, it now only has a symbolic meaning. It is impossible for people to elect an undead monarch as king, not to mention that the ancient monarch hunters only want to

Kill all descendants of the traitors.

No one in the Low Countries can escape responsibility.

This replica at least comes from the Year of the Antlers in the Low Countries. At that time, the kings of the ten countries all held a "Pale Flame" and fought against each other in order to compete for the so-called "Chosen Position".

But in the end, people discovered that it was just a joke. The ten lowland countries were briefly unified and then fell apart until today.

The former 'Pale Flame' naturally fell into the hands of Toragotos.

Qian hesitated for a while before letting go and handing the sword to Fang. The properties of this sword were actually perfect for her princess, but Silver Veslan's motto was to never take anything from others by force. No matter how reluctant she was to part with it, she would

Just let go.

Just looking at Fang's eyes made him look even more disgusting.

Sophie was a little moved when she saw the sword in the video. She asked: "Mr. Xia, would you like to make a deal with me?"

Hearing the word transaction, Fang felt uncomfortable all over.

But he understood what Sophie meant, and then asked: "What deal."

"I'll trade something for this sword. How about a Dauntless?"

Fang felt his heart beat heavily.

But he shook his head firmly: "There are too few fearless people."

…

Octopus watched it twice before confirming that there was nothing wrong with the information returned by the 'Lonely White Wilderness'. He raised his head and took another look at Fang's performance in the video. He replayed the video several times and couldn't help but feel better.

I appreciate this new guy.

But the message sent by Gubai Zhiye from the side was a bit eye-catching:

"He is not the supreme being, he is the master craftsman."

Octopus naturally knows what a master craftsman is, and that is the type of life occupation that alchemists prefer most.

He quickly replied: "Are you kidding me?"

The message flashed over and he replied: "I never joke. He is very invested in life experience. Even the full-time alchemists in our brigade can't compare to him."

After a pause, the other party continued: "You know the basic rules of Aitalia. The investment of the Chosen System in life and career is generally not fake. How much investment there is, there will be as much return as possible."

"Wait a minute, what about his level of supreme being? What's going on?"

Octopus tentatively fixed the video on the scene where Fang was flying back and forth between the two pyramids, and the fire djinn stung his eyes.

There was a shrug on the other side.

"By the way," Gubaizhye said in a joking tone: "He will not be above level fifteen, but he can control clockwork fairies fourteen times. Do you understand what I mean?"

"And the Construct Lord..."

The octopus groaned as he felt his battered young heart.

"I need to calm down, okay?" He entered a text and clicked send. He believed that the other party could understand what he meant.

Sure enough, the other party quickly replied: "No problem."

Octopus decisively closed the communication crystal, then opened an email address, hesitated for a moment, and then entered: "I think I found someone..."

The ID on the mailbox is named Augustus.

The current president of elite.
Chapter completed!