I heard that I always attack and want to destroy the world [Transmigration Book]

As imagined, when Kahn delivered food to Sals and returned to the side room with the meal, Murray was so bored that he stood by the wall and began to admire the murals.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, like a traveler who had been lost on a deserted island for too long, he immediately turned his head to face the elf who entered the door with a smile on his face full of joy.

"Kan, you are finally back." Murray said excitedly, "I'm almost bored to death."

"Don't you still have Avasha's prophecy reading?" Kahn said while putting the two silver plates in his hand on the table and setting the tableware.

He sat down on the silver platter where the steak hadn't been placed.

He moves gracefully, and every move reveals the noble temperament inherent in elves.Coupled with the beautiful faces of the elves as if they were bestowed by gods, Murray, who had been living in the snowy field on the border since he was a child, was a little dazed for a while.

"If you don't want to eat, I'll take care of it for you, okay?" Kahn chuckled and picked up the fork, making a gesture to pierce the food on Murray's plate.

Seeing this action, the child immediately came back to his senses, shook his head and hurriedly rushed to the table, sat down on the chair opposite Kahn, and shouted, "Karn! You didn't even pray."

"That's right." Kahn chewed the radish indifferently, and said with a smile, "The elf's prayer is really too long, and the meal is cold after reading it."

"You're always like this." Murray frowned.

But perhaps because he was also used to the indifferent life attitude of the person in front of him, Murray just mentioned this sentence, folded his hands on his chest, and started his own prayer.

With a slight smile on his face, Kahn quietly watched Murray's movements.But he sighed slowly in his heart.

In fact, if there was a god to pray to, he would not be stingy with these few minutes.

But the sad thing is that, as the last wood elf of Ramles, the patron saint of his race has long abandoned them and left this place that no longer needs her protection.

As for the snow elves, that's not his race. Even if he learns to pray like cats and tigers, the light of the patron saint's blessing will not fall on him.

I remember that at the gathering of bards in Gu'an Pagoda, a lunatic once said: Gods are lazier than humans.

It's a blasphemous statement, but it's all too true.

In this world where gods really exist, each race has its own corresponding patron saint.After accepting racial offerings and prayers, the patron saint is not sure whether he is willing to lend a helping hand when the race he guards is in crisis, let alone take care of the alien race, which makes people laugh just thinking about it.

Everyone in Ramless knew this well.

Of course, Kahn, who is the "Creator God", would not understand.

"Kane, what are you thinking?"

Murray's blunt questioning voice pulled Kahn back from his momentary distraction.

The latter blinked, let the smile return to his face and said, "I'm thinking about how Marianna will train me when I send you home tomorrow morning."

"Oh, my God. Kahn, don't mention this when you are happy." Hearing his mother's name, Murray's eyes obviously had a sense of irritability and escape.

Patting his eyes lightly with his palms, he covered his face and said, "Kan, you can come down the mountain with me the day after tomorrow. Or just wait until you need supplies next time, yes, next time..."

Before Murray could finish speaking, Kahn curled his finger and tapped him on the forehead.

With a muffled snort of pain, Murray looked up into Kahn's eyes aggrieved.

"The next supply is half a month away. Do you want to make your mother go crazy?" Kahn's voice was cold, but the child felt the concern in an instant.He said: "I can let you stay until tomorrow afternoon, but you must tell me, what is the matter? You have never been so interested in these six thousand steps before."

"I'm not interested now." Murray muttered softly as he rubbed the painful spot on his head, but this time he waved his hand and explained without waiting for Kahn to give him another touch: "Mom said Kate was weird, He didn't let me play with him, and said he would take away the books he gave me."

"Who's Kate?" Kahn asked.

He knew everyone in Chawu Town, but he had never heard of this name after thinking about it.

"He is a bard who passed by here recently." Mentioning another friend, Murray became excited again, and he said, "Kate said that he was an apprentice at the Prophet's House, and the prophecy of Avasha was given to him by him." mine."

Hearing the word "prophecy", Kahn, who had originally planned to listen to a random story, also became interested.

He smiled and said, "Mary didn't let you play with him, it must be because he told you some prophecy, right? To be specific, I also want to feel the magic of the Prophet's House."

"I really can't hide anything from you." Murray scratched his head: "Kate said that the dragon would be resurrected shortly after the snow stopped. She also said that Sals would go to Tea Mist Town, but what was more terrifying was another shadow. "

Kahn frowned, and repeated after him: "Another shadow?"

"Yes." Murray nodded: "Kate said so. He said that Sals would not bring disaster, but that black shadow would ruin the whole tea fog."

"What is that black shadow?" Kahn asked nervously.

"I don't know." Murray was at a loss: "Kate said he was not strong enough, and Sals was actually just his guess. So Old Jones and the others felt that Kate was lying, and the hotels in the town were not willing to take him in. "

"Then where is he now?"

"Leaving." Murray said: "Before you went down the mountain to resupply today, he just left. Then my mother asked me to throw away that book, and I ran to find you."

After finishing speaking, taking advantage of Kahn's contemplation, Murray added: "By the way, Kate also told me that I'd better take my friends and family away from the tea mist, no matter how far away, just leave .And you have to leave this month at the latest, and it will be too late when Mu Dongyue arrives."

Kahn pursed his lips and asked for a while, "What is today?"

"Rixiyue's No.20 is four days away." Mo Rui said, "We're going to Mu Dong in six days, Kahn, what do you think..."

"Sleep after eating, and go down the mountain early tomorrow morning." Kahn said, not even in the mood to touch the food on the plate that he had only eaten two bites. He got up and said, "I'll go prepare, you don't have to wait for me."

Murray obviously didn't keep up with his rhythm, and opened his mouth to say something more, but the red-haired elf had already left the side room in a panic.

After half a minute.

In the storage room of the Spirit Hall, Kahn stared solemnly at the black little dragon who was sitting on the blanket and had just finished eating.

Sars burped, and didn't bother to care about what the uncertain wood elf was thinking. He only pointed to the clean plate and commented: "It tastes good, and it deserves praise."

"Then I hope you are willing to give me some substantial help for this dinner." Kahn said sincerely.

Sals snorted coldly.

The elf took the initiative to find him, and it really didn't do any good.

However, due to the current identities and strengths of the two, he still asked symbolically: "What happened?"

Kahn summed up what Murray had said to him in one breath.

After hearing what he said, Sals bent his front paws and scratched his face twice, and said in a puzzled tone: "That prophet is not good enough, I am already like this, how could I take the initiative to go to tea mist to cause trouble."

"Of course you won't, but I planned to let you go." Kahn said: "If the rules of the saying don't break, you will definitely go to the tea fog. I originally planned to let you go around symbolically to satisfy the rules." In this situation, the town does not need to be destroyed. But now it means..."

"Even if I don't destroy it, there will always be someone else to take my place and fulfill the requirements of the so-called law, right?" Thralls continued with a smile, his tone full of carefree meaning of revenge.It said: "This law is really a good thing. Can you tell me how many cities I have destroyed in the law? Chuangshi God?"

The last word was bitten lightly by Sals, and matched with the uncontrollable smile in his tone, it completely showed a sense of ridicule.

However, the object of his ridicule seemed to be unable to understand the meaning of the words. He only took a deep breath and replied calmly: "What is written in the law has nothing to do with you. As my contracted dragon, you only need to listen to me. It's good to dispatch."

Mentioning this matter, Sals also laughed.It breathed out the dragon's breath irritably, but laughed again in the next second, and said, "Are you planning to use the blood curse again? That thing has been used three times in total. Do you think I will deal with it again after it is completely used up?" you?"

"It seems that you haven't understood what I mean." Kahn smiled instead of anger: "Our status is no longer equal since the establishment of the contract. And as I said before, if you cooperate with me , I can treat you very gently. But if you refuse to cooperate, I..."

Sals sneered: "Can you still kill me?"

"Of course I don't have the ability." Kahn smiled a little wider.

This kind of smile is too suspicious to be paired with this sentence at this time.

Sarston recalled once again what this frenzied elf did when the two first met.Sure enough, the next second, the familiar singing sound came from the elf's mouth again.

When the entire warehouse was lit up with dazzling green lights, Sals finally couldn't hold back, and stopped loudly: "Stop reading, just say it, I'll listen to you."

"Wouldn't it be better if this is the case earlier?" Kahn said with satisfaction.However, in the next second, the speed of chanting the spell was accelerated.

The green light fell from the magic circle and turned into chains in the air, enveloping Sals and Kahn colleagues layer by layer.

After the light faded, Thralls had five halos on his neck, hands, and ankles.

And there was a ring-like halo between Kahn's fingers.

The wood elf's fingers swiped twice in the air, and several circles of light gathered in the middle at the same time, forming a mark on the skin.

"I originally thought that no one would get the same move twice." Kahn laughed.

Thralls took a deep breath, wanted to curse, and thought about the magic circle that the wood elves had drawn somewhere.After hesitating for a long time, he still accepted his fate honestly and said, "What exactly do I need?"