818 The Man Who Robbed Pluto Marriage

Derby stretched out his hand towards the crystal in a daze, and only when he touched the warm surface of the crystal did his ears turn red as if returning to his senses.

Prosser laughed when he saw it, and opened his mouth to spit out a string of bubbles.

"Ahhh!!! I'm sorry, I was rude, are you the one who can change the elves in the king's mouth?"

Derby knocked on the head so hard that it hurt to watch, and then he said pleadingly.

Prosser blinked and just smiled.

The light of hope in Derby's eyes became increasingly dim, and he almost sat down against the crystal with a wry smile.

"Yeah, I'm also impatient. How can I connect with the prophesied person in the king's mouth when I meet someone? You just appeared a little strange..."

Prosser raised his eyebrows, a prophecy, is there anyone here who can predict my appearance?

"咚咚-"

He knocked on the crystal to signal Derby to say more, but his voice couldn't come out, and it was obvious that he had not communicated well with Derby.

Derby had a question mark on his head, wondering what the beauty in the crystal wanted to express?

"Are you hungry?"

Since meeting him, Derby has found that he can't use an equal "you" to address each other. He calls him "you" as if he were the most noble person among elves, even though the other party looks as young as him.

Prosser rubbed his forehead with a headache, sighed, and waved his hand inside the crystal to make him back away.

This action, Derby noticed, he retreated to the edge of the stone platform in a daze, and then...

"Crack-knock-"

The young elf stared blankly at the gorgeous crystal, which was cracked like a bird's eggshell. He was at a loss and wanted to save the moment when the artwork was destroyed, but the broken shell It was done in the blink of an eye.

The crystal shell shattered to the ground, and the liquid condensed by the holy light inside floated in the air one by one. The golden water image was a natural light source, illuminating the people who came out of it.

Around Proser's waist is a piece of improvised white cloth, and the excessively long part is draped over his wrist, 36 wings are spread out randomly behind his back, his blond hair hangs over his shoulders, and his thin waist looks extremely slender .

Opening his mouth, he read the language rules of this world in an instant, and he politely spoke out the unfamiliar colloquial language of this world.

"Take me to see your prophet here, I have something to ask him."

Derby: "...Okay...Okay!"

His eyes were full of light, and he realized that maybe the change had really come!

When Prosser's bare feet stepped on the ground, the excited elf realized that he should prepare clothes and shoes for the other party. He was about to apologize in frustration, but found that the other party's feet were not stained with dust, but were full of flowers.

Derby: "..."

The development of Chunshen's divinity in this world is unexpectedly good, Prosser felt the breath of life filling the world, and raised the corners of his mouth happily.

Derby carefully observed the laughing prophecy, and said, "You..."

"Let's go."

"Yes!"

Obviously he wanted to ask the other party if he needed clothes, but Derby, who was frightened by the other party's words, froze straight away. Regardless of whether it was impolite, he led the other party across the entire elf village to the door of the Elf King.

All the elves who saw him were bewildered by the sight of flowers blooming and strange fragrances, so they didn't see his face at all, and only left a holy and kind shadow in their minds.

This is the preparation that the King of Light will always make when he descends to the mortal world. During the period when he appears most frequently in the mortal world, there are usually so many people who lose their memory that it is a headache for the gods who listen to the prayers of the believers.

"You are here, the divine pillar of another world."

"Divine pillar?"

Prosser pushed open the door and walked in, only to see the old man who revealed his identity sitting at the table with drooping eyelids.

Elf King: "Yes, you are the divine pillar of another world, the great person who supports the whole world."

"That's the meaning of Shenzhu." Prosser raised the corner of his mouth, "Very well, since you know my identity, then tell me, what kind of fate is it for me to appear here?"

The Elf King shook his head, "I don't know. I'm just an ordinary elf struggling with fate. I can't even say that I can see fate clearly. I was just kissed on the forehead by it when it needed me."

"It's such a gentle fate," Prosser recalled that a god of fate in the past once described the favor of fate as being hit on the back of the head with a hammer.

"You are also gentle," the Elf King said kindly, "If it wasn't for your wish, you wouldn't have come to us."

Prosser: "..."

He really doesn't remember wishing to come... Wait, if it's his wish...

Emotions surged in his blue eyes, and complex expressions flashed across his face. Prosser was sure that there was no doubt that was the only thing he wished for.

--dominate!

Could it be that this world has something to do with his becoming the master?

Thinking of this, he suddenly looked towards the sky, his eyes penetrated the roof, and fell straight to the rules of this world.

"Change... so that's what it means..."

After a pause, Prosser said with an unclear expression: "Do you know that your world is about to die?"

The Elf King closed his eyes tiredly and nodded.

Prosser: "Oh."

Sure enough.

When he traveled across the world, it wasn't that he was lucky not to encounter the attacks of the local gods, but that there were no gods in this world at all!

Maybe in an unknown long time in the future, the gods will be regarded as illusory conjectures, ancient creatures that are not needed.

But in the early days of the world, there is no doubt that God was a necessary thing for the development of the world.

They can be the incarnation of celestial phenomena, or they can be human beliefs. They exist in the silhouette of history, and become the masters of all living beings with a detached attitude. This is the inevitable result of the world needing them.

With God, the world can develop well, without God, the world will eventually be destroyed in incompleteness.

In this godless rule, before the immature world gave birth to its own gods, it was unable to perfectly operate the two concepts of intangible and tangible.

Prosser said to the Elf King: "The intangible refers to destiny, and the tangible refers to life and the world."

When the rules approach the limit, the first thing to collapse is the invisible fate.

"Your fate here is out of control."

Prosser said this under the heavy eyes of the Elf King.

For the first time, powerless oldness appeared in the wise eyes of the Elf King, as if expressing his distress.

Seeing this, Prosser waved his hand casually: "Don't worry, I'm here, right?"

The Elf King's old body moved, he left the seat, stood in front of Prosser, but said sincerely, "But you have no reason to help us."

"No..." Prosser said, "I came here for a very good reason."

His blue eyes were slightly curved, and his smile was gentle and pure.

Various emotions flowed in the eyes of the Elf King, and he finally bent down and begged.

"Please help us."

……

After Derby sent the man who suddenly appeared to the elf king's house, he was driven away. He returned to his home and was restless all night, which made him wake up early the next day.

Turning out of the room, he found that many people also got up very early like him. When passing by them, he was surprised to hear them talking about the golden crystal shattered all over the floor, and felt embarrassed.

"By the way, did you see a very beautiful and dazzling figure last night?"

One of the elves suddenly mentioned what happened last night. He pulled his hair in embarrassment and said in a low voice, "Actually, I thought I was sleepwalking..."

"Hey! Did you dream about it too?"

"Ugh?"

No matter what the elves were doing, they stopped their movements, looked at the two elves who were talking about this topic, and said neatly.

"Did you dream about it too?"

"Ugh?"

"Ugh?"

Now the elves in the whole village knew that what they thought was a dream last night was actually real.

"I guarantee that the figure I saw was blonde!"

An elf girl swears, "He must be a man!"

"No no, although what I saw was also blond, but his appearance gave me a very beautiful feeling," the elf put forward a different opinion.

The elf girl was dissatisfied: "Can beauty be called a woman?"

The elf who just refuted the girl couldn't help but said: "If it's a man, he looks better than you, don't you think it's sad?"

"What did you say!"

The elf girl beat up the elf man who couldn't speak.

The people on the side whispered and exchanged different opinions.

"I remember the road he walked was full of flowers!"

"I went to see it before, and the road formed by flowers is still there, leading to the king's residence."

"What? Is this true?"

……

"What are you doing here if you're not doing anything?"

Just as the ears of all the elves were talking red, the majestic voice of the elf elders came, and they turned their heads stiffly as if they had been pressed the freeze button.

"Elder... Elder..."

"Hmph!" Elder Elf snorted coldly, "Don't do anything yet!"

"Yes!"

These elves were almost grown up by the elders, so they were terribly afraid of him.

Seeing everyone scattered like birds and birds, the Elder Elder caught a figure with sharp eyes.

"Derby."

"..." Derby, who was mingling in the crowd and planning to slip away, froze, and turned his head, "Yes."

"follow me."

"..."

Derby followed behind the elder melancholy, peeking at his tall back, his whole body lost all vitality.

If the group of elves were afraid of the elder just now because of his serious relationship, then his fear of the elder was the psychological shadow of being beaten up when he was a child.

Derby followed the Elf Elder sadly to the Elf King's house. Before entering the door, the Elder said, "Do you know how that crystal was broken?"

Derby shivered, looked at the elder uneasily and then desperately saw the meaning clearly from those emerald eyes.

"Elder, listen to my explanation!"

"Explain what?"

As soon as Derby looked up, he saw that the beauty who fascinated him last night and thought he was dreaming was sitting at the table with the Elf King, smiling faintly at him, and suddenly his head froze, and he was completely stupid.

Seeing him like this, Elder Elf couldn't help covering his face, "Can I leave it to him?"

Prosser nodded slightly, "Don't underestimate him, when it comes to faith, he is stronger than everyone in this village."

"What?" Derby realized now that the elder didn't call him to the elf king's house because he didn't want the king to teach him a lesson as he thought, so... "Is there anything you want to do for me?"

The elf looked extremely serious, and his light green eyes flashed with eager anticipation.

Prosser raised the corners of his mouth while holding the fine wine they brewed. The pleasant voice bewitched the hearing of the elves, and the beautiful appearance bewildered the vision of the elves.

He said, "I need you, elf."

With such a sentence, Derby seemed to have been electrocuted, red from head to toe.