[Comprehensive] Daily life of dark creatures

"Familiar streets, familiar scenes, familiar...teams?" Hundreds of apparition lights flashed away, and many figures began to attack each other as soon as they landed. Safi stood at the entrance of Knockturn Alley Chu muttered to himself, after he got up early this morning, he saw that familiar figure in the mirror that made him tired, and suddenly wanted to change his hairstyle on a whim.

Generally speaking, the elves are a very stubborn race. No matter which branch it is, they will clearly have the appearance characteristics of the elves, with vertical and flowing long hair, pointed ears, and pearly skin. The dark elves are no exception. The biggest feature of their family is the overall darker hair color and darker skin tone compared to other elves, like gray-brown pearls.

The overall hair color of the dark elves is generally only 4 kinds, dark purple, dark red, silver gray and pure black, while other elves are mostly light brown, light gray, silver moon color, and brilliant gold. They have silver moon color and brilliant golden hair. Black elves have the highest and purest bloodlines, and all of them are members of the royal family, while dark elves have pure black hair color as the most noble, followed by silver gray hair color.

Among all the dark elves in Orcosa, Safi is a unique wonder. If many elves in charge of delivering babies saw that he really crawled out of the dark female elf's belly, otherwise Safi's bloodline and identity would be true. would be seriously questioned, but even so, Safi was greatly ostracized as a child.

The root cause is that Safi has a unique pale golden pearl-like complexion. Although his hair color is relatively advanced silver-gray among dark elves, it is naturally curly!Throughout the history of the elves, there is no pure blood elf with curly hair!Not even mixed blood!Therefore, in the past, Safi's status in the ethnic group was very delicate. With silver-gray hair color, he was often suspected of being the worst half-breed elf, so he received very few cultivation resources.

As a time traveler, Safi didn't dare to argue with those elves. He basically spent his childhood with trepidation and cautiously. From Safi's point of view at that time, he was not suspected of being abandoned by God. It is already a kind of luck. If you are labeled as abandoned by God, you will directly fall into the bottom of the dark elf society. You will not be sent to study, and you will be cannon fodder on the battlefield.

Knowing that there is no absolute fairness in the world, Safi tried desperately to show his potential in order not to be given up, and tried his best to weaken the evaluation that he might be a half-blood elf, and gradually obtained resources equivalent to high-level dark elves, while Safi Fei thought that the most correct thing she did at that time was to bribe the elf guards who were in charge of picking them up, and knew in advance the tempers of all the elf mentors who planned to accept apprentices that year.

From the very little information, he selected a person with extremely mysterious background and strength, whose status seemed to be very subtle, with the fewest apprentices, and who was said to have an unusually difficult temper. He was mentally prepared and plunged in without hesitation. At that time, I thought that I had the greatest opportunity only for such difficult things, because there were few elves who would visit, so that was the elf mentor after Safi.

Only after he officially became a student recognized by his mentor did Safi know the tip of the iceberg of his mentor's identity background. He was really lucky that year. Because his mentor didn't like accepting apprentices, he only followed Orcosa's minimum requirements. Only one apprentice is accepted every 1000 years. The tutor never looks at qualifications when accepting apprentices. It all depends on who comes early, and the first one who arrives will receive direct income, and then leave immediately.

After knowing this, Safi, who used to be secretly complacent, was stunned for a while. It turned out that it was not because he performed well, but because he arrived the earliest and had the best luck!

Before Safi's strength reached the level of ordinary elf fighters, Safi was taught by his brothers and sisters. Most of the time he was self-study with books and consciously practiced. Fortunately, he was already an adult psychologically at that time. Otherwise, it is really easy to slack off in that seemingly generous environment.

Relying on the thinking of an adult, Safi clearly knows how cruel the world he lives in, so he keeps enriching himself. After all, he is afraid of death, so he keeps stuffing things into his mind desperately. Also kept drinking.It is also because of Safi's hard work that he was able to become a formal student of the instructor after one year of entry, instead of being kicked out ten years later without achieving anything.

"...Safi, Safi, Safi!"

"Huh?" Safi responded in confusion. There was nothing around him that could threaten his existence, so he let himself go, let his thoughts run away, and started to stay on the street. After subconsciously responding, he still didn't Completely withdrawn from memory. "What?"

"I also want to ask what are you thinking, standing in the middle of the battlefield like an idiot, are you showing off your strong protective magic? Even if you stand and fight, you can still be unscathed?" Voldemort scolded unceremoniously .

After hearing this clearly, Safi laughed, touched his chin, and said proudly. "Roughly the same."

"Get out!" Voldemort rolled his eyes. Ever since he met this guy, his demeanor and language skills have plummeted. This guy is definitely a poison!The kind that can't be saved if you touch it!

Safi looked around with a smile. The battlefield he had accidentally joined just now had disappeared, and the battle ended at some point. "Why Death Eaters and Saints again? Are there any new games?"

Voldemort shrugged, looked at Malfoy and others in the distance and nodded slightly. "Go to the Vatican tonight, will you go?"

"You and Grindelwald alone? That's not easy." Safi stroked his hair and answered absently.

"Why not? I'm not going to fight, but to give them hope." Voldemort sneered.

"Oh." Safi suddenly responded and asked with interest. "You want to bring the Vatican into the ranks of wizards?"

"How many monks do they still have divine power now? The aptitude level alone shatters the desire of most people... Now it's not the old days, who cares so much about where their power comes from, As long as you give them some visible hope, they will kneel down and convert." Voldemort looked forward to the moment when those believers showed their greedy nature.

Safi smiled leisurely, turned his right hand and took out a bottle of silver memory, threw it to Voldemort, waved and turned away, saying. "I wish you all a good time~ Remember to invite a few more people to watch the one in your hand, it will be a pleasant surprise~"

Voldemort looked down at the bottle in his hand, and frowned slightly. No matter what memory was inside, he had a hunch that it would be better not to check it before solving the Vatican, otherwise he might not have the heart to fight anymore. After thinking about it, he will The bottle was put away and walked towards the Ministry of Magic.

Safi's curly hair is extremely stubborn, as expected of his life-and-death friends who have accompanied him for thousands of years, they probably have already become fine, but they are just hiding it from him!

After spending seven hours and dozens of bottles of special magic hairdressing potions, Safi's hair was finally done. This made the barbers standing behind him collectively heave a sigh of relief. Not to mention that the century-old reputation was ruined once, it would also make the beauty angry.

Safi stood up and looked at himself in the mirror. A head of perfect long hair exuded a lustrous and soft light like silver gray pearls, which was soft and lingering behind him. It was different from his curly hair. It was even more amazing, hanging directly to his knees. To be honest, it was a bit scary. If it was longer, it would almost look like a monster.

But fortunately, Safi's appearance is there, and she can hold it very well. Even if she doesn't make any expressions on her impeccable face, she can become a jade sculpture that makes people ecstatic, even if it is an enemy on the battlefield. , I can't help but focus my eyes on him a few more times.

At this moment, the evidence is the barbers and customers who are staring at Safie's beauty in a foolish way. No matter how long Safie has been in this beauty shop, they have stayed with them for as long as they have. The lady's restraint and arrogance, she didn't even eat lunch, she just pretended to watch him blushing while sipping milk tea.

When he had curly hair, his temperament was more mature, but now Safi seems to be several years younger in an instant, but when he looks closely, it is full of fog, and his face is seriously inconsistent with his mental age and temperament, which has caused his current situation. It is not only like a young man in his 20s, but also like a deep sea with thousands of sails. When the outside is rough, the inside is actually calm and calm.

Already accustomed to being watched, Safi completely ignored the sight from all around. While waiting to pay the bill, Safi subconsciously played with the long hair that had just been straightened with his fingertips, and re-curled them. His silver-gray brows suddenly Gathering together, they suddenly looked up at the distant sky.

A dark golden sharp light flashed across Safi's eyes, the light came from his real eye color, he hadn't revealed his real eyes and ears for many years, usually he used brown eyes and Human's ears show people, and only when the mood fluctuates violently, the color of the eyes will quietly reveal a little.

"It seems that Voldemort's plan has been leaked... Heaven is the first one who can't help it... Interesting."

What is it that many gods fear most?That is the loss of faith.Not all the power of gods comes from penance. Most gods are also addicted to pleasure. They take shortcuts when there are shortcuts. Belief in becoming a god is the fastest, best and safest way to take shortcuts, but the results obtained by taking shortcuts are not stable. Certainly, once the number of believers decreases, their strength will also decline significantly.

Belief in god warfare is very cruel. In order to eliminate dissidents and increase believers, gods often use all means. If there are many gods who are almost as powerful as him, then they will choose to secretly find a way to dig holes for their opponents. Thunder and splashing dirty water must make believers disappointed in their original beliefs, so as to further convert them.

Seriously speaking, wizards do not have a god to believe in. Although they often talk about Merlin, Archmage Merlin has never reached the status of a god. It’s not a small loss. Although they are born with magic power, they may not be as good as a believer who is suddenly infused with divine power. Those believers don’t have to do anything, they just need to worship the gods devoutly. You can use it immediately.

The believers are essentially puppets controlled by power, and they are the containers of the power of the gods in the world, which can be withdrawn at any time, and the gods can also use the power instilled in the believers to bring their consciousness to the world. After that, they can know nothing about ghosts Unknowingly accomplishing what you want to do.

Normally, any gods, including ghosts and gods, are not allowed to go to the present world casually, they must go through special procedures, and there are also contractual restrictions after arriving in the present world, and they cannot use power on ordinary creatures.

The gods in the lower realm of consciousness also have their restrictions. The most important point is that they are not allowed to interfere with the normal process of human beings, and they must not go to the lower realm without approval. What does this approval refer to?Of course, it is the official organization of the Western world. Heaven and hell supervise each other. If anyone sneaks away and is discovered, he will die in vain.

The angels naturally need containers for the lower realms. The better the qualifications of the containers they use, the more power they can hold in their bodies, and the safer the angels in the lower realms will be.Correspondingly, the same is true for demons. The two opposing forces hate each other extremely. Whenever the other party asks for the lower bound, they will try their best to get stuck and are not allowed to pass through. So until modern times, the two forces have sent subordinates to the lower bound. Difficult, once again turned into a collective sneak away.

Safi strolled along the bustling streets, passed through the busy crowd, and walked forward seemingly aimlessly. He came to a square park, where white pigeons wandered leisurely on the ground, not afraid of everything around them. Color/color human, Safi took a bag of freshly baked sweet bread, sat on the wooden bench, and gently crushed it to feed the white pigeons.

After a while, he clapped his hands, showed the pigeons his empty hands, and let them fall on his side, chatting next to his ears. From the perspective of humans, the calls of pigeons are very monotonous, but in Sa In Fei's ears, it was a very clear language.

"Delicious~ The bread I ate just now is my favorite in my life~"

"Me too~"

"Me too~"

"Did you see that ray of light just now? It hit the human next to me directly, it's terrible!"

"But that human didn't seem to be injured at all, so he just left!"

"Yeah, I saw it too!"

"You don't know! I also saw that human took something and threw it into the fountain! I guess it's a gem! It's red! It's very shiny! It must be the kind of gem that humans said!"

"Impossible! They all say gems are very precious! How can they be lost?"

"Then what did you say?"

"Uh... stained glass?"

"cut!"

Safi laughed happily, tapped his temple with his index finger, stood up and walked towards the fountain in the center of the square, his eyes penetrated the pool water and even the granite barrier, and landed somewhere under the fountain.

"Ah~ Should I tell Libel this news? Well... I am also a demon god in Western Hell, even if it is a name, I accidentally encountered the big plan of heaven. It’s such a happy decision to find a good demon god to share with, but who should I find? It’s really difficult, who is the best to use now? Ah...I thought of it~”