After being crushed by a dragon, I became a god!

Everyone present was shocked by the confrontation between the princess and the paladin. At this moment, they seem to have glimpsed some secret, and they can't help but listen to the conversation here curiously.As a result, those who line up can no longer line up properly, and the testers can't test with peace of mind.

They have only one question on their minds:

What the hell is going on now? ?

It is not very clear to eat melons!

Islia received envious and implied admiration from her new friend Dora, and always felt that she seemed to have misunderstood something, but in the current situation, she didn't know what to say to explain to Dora.

Islia sighed in her heart. She glanced at Arila, then turned her head to look at Annabelle who had come down from the unicorn stand, and took a slight step back, trying to get out of this strange encirclement.

As soon as her feet were raised, Annabelle over there spoke.Holding her gorgeous and heavy foreign dress, she cast Ariela a disgusted look, and she was very proud.

"Heh, you should let Lily choose for herself, whether to follow you, a poor paladin, or stay with me."

Islia has a bad heart, and always feels that the topics discussed between these two people will eventually bounce back to her.

Arila smiled slightly, still looking holy, but what she said was very annoying: "Money can be earned, but strength is not something you can have if you want it."

These words directly hit Annabelle's pain point. Everyone in the empire knew very well that Annabelle was born without elements, and she couldn't even reach the lowest level of affinity.Such words were nothing more than a knife pierced directly into Annabelle's heart.Everyone around gasped, waiting for Annabelle to blow up on the subject.

"That's it?" Annabelle laughed mockingly, "That's all you can say. What if you don't have strength? I have money. Learn about the three-piece defensive artifact set?"

OK, this is really nothing to say.

All the people present were jealous except for jealousy.

There are only seven artifacts in total on the road of Azeland, and these are the weapons left by the predecessors who stepped into the void before.Most of them are to protect their descendants, so those people will add some mana to the artifacts, hoping that future people will feel like the icing on the cake when they use them.

Of the seven artifacts, four are offensive artifacts, while the remaining three are high-level defensive artifacts.

If someone holds a defensive artifact and goes out to make trouble, in addition to being besieged to seize the treasure and die, the more important thing is that although the artifact is powerful, it is not invincible.

But the three artifacts are different.First of all, according to the law of cosmic magic elements, these three artifacts were selected by the predecessors who stepped into the void before, which means that there are three invisible bosses standing behind the people who use them.Coupled with the mutual induction between artifacts, just like offensive artifacts have elemental suppression, the setting of defensive artifacts is that the more defensive artifacts of the same type are stacked, the stronger the defense.That is to say, let alone one Arila, even if there are ten more Arila, there is absolutely no way to take Annabelle.

So this is the reason why Annabelle is so arrogant and not afraid of being slapped in the face.

Come on, come fight, the elemental attack rebounded from the artifact in the end is not aimed at me.

Arila naturally understood the reason for this, she laughed and refuted her sharply.The people closest to her were stunned. The Paladin of Glory has always appeared in everyone's field of vision as a sacred and holy image. Speaking of her, apart from the affirmation of strength, there is more of a kind of sacredness and inviolability. Feel.Now the paladin was angry and secretly arguing with the eldest princess as if he had been pulled from the altar. No matter how he heard it, it didn't feel right.The sour taste in the middle is almost floating into the sky.

Islia calmly glanced at the two of them, and then reminded the woman in front to move forward quickly and continue the test.

And the nobleman who was still mocking her before heard Islia's words and looked at her with a surprised "Are you crazy?" When Islia was puzzled, she said: " Your heart is too big! This is a paladin and a princess arguing!"

Islia: "?"

She looked at the nobleman puzzled, as if she was saying: What does this have to do with me?

The aristocratic woman screamed in her heart, what an innocent look!Hey, did you really not understand the situation? ?This is a paladin and a princess!The two bosses are jealous of you! !

Excuseme?You really don't feel anything? ?

Islia glanced at the two people. It was not the first time that the two had quarreled in front of her.According to previous experience, it must be the end of the two sides not speaking.Well, since she won't fight or get hurt, and it's a matter that can be resolved sooner or later, then even if she doesn't speak now, there is no problem, right?

Thinking of this, Islia passed the woman in front and took Dora two steps forward, preparing to continue taking the test.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, Ariela and Annabel stopped arguing and looked at her with their eyes open.

Islia: "??"

"Lily." Ariela made a somewhat aggrieved expression, her light-colored eyes were suitably full of starlight, and she looked at Islia with resentful and sad eyes.And Annabelle next to her had her hands wrapped around her arms, her mouth pursed, with a stubborn look on her face.

The two looked at Islia with such expressions, as if she was the scum who abandoned his wife and children in the play, the thief who cheated his feelings, and the fool who deliberately ignored them.

Islia had no choice but to whisper softly, "Is the quarrel over?"

"Yeah." Ariela nodded aggrievedly.

"Hmph," Annabelle denied the statement, and she stubbornly asked Islia with a persistent attitude: "Lily, tell me yourself, who do you belong to?"

Islia, who has long been accustomed to Annabelle's tone of voice, felt helpless. She heard the gasps of the people around her, and guessed that they were imagining something in their minds. Kind of drama.But it's good for her to ask this way, she can make things clear in advance.

"I'm not yours," Islia said softly, but with undeniable firmness in her words, "I don't need to be your accessory."

Annabelle froze for a moment, and then became a little dejected.She loosened her shoulders, trying to suppress the frustration on her face and keep her pride.

"Okay, since Lily said so, then I will carry out your belief."

Since Islia said that she doesn't need to be their accessory, she will definitely keep an eye on the flies around her, to prevent some malicious people from sticking to them like rotten shit!

"Well, Lily is not an accessory." Arilla smiled softly, "Then I take back what I just said, Lily is not mine."

The crowd watching all around breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and just when they thought the farce was about to end, Arilla knelt on the ground again.

I don't know what's going on, but seeing her like this, Islia always feels that something is wrong.The last time she knelt in front of her, she said something strange like "enslave me".Reflexively, she took a step back and turned sideways, trying to avoid her kneeling.

Annabel, who was standing next to Arila, was about to taunt her, when she saw the black-hearted Arila with a pair of star eyes shining, looking at Islia with great anticipation and longing, with an extremely devout face.

"I'm Islea's puppy."

Islia: "??"

Annabelle: "..." Damn it.

Onlookers: "???"

Onlookers: "!!!"

After a short period of confusion, everyone seemed to realize what amazing things the holy knight of glory had said.The crowd finally couldn't keep quiet at this moment, and some girls screamed excitedly in the middle of the line.Excited and girlish, as if she was the one being confessed.

"Fuck." Farai, who came from the test point in the last step, couldn't help but swear.She glanced at Arela, who was kneeling on the ground to show her loyalty, then walked quickly to Islia, and stretched out her hand to block Islia, as if in the form of a protector.

As a result, the mages who were silently eating melons in the mage selection team watched helplessly as the team expanded from two to three.The point is that these three people are all very good looking, even if they are placed on the top of the devil world full of beauties, but why are these people jealous for a little magician?

Is it possible...

The eyes of the magicians quietly looked at the top of Islia's head, guessing in their hearts the relationship between Islia and the Holy See of Light.After all, the saint who didn't show up in front of the crowd was also blond and blue-eyed, with a gentle face, and if they remembered correctly, the last few glorious paladins chose to sign a contract with the saint in the end.

Thinking about it this way, the reality of the beautiful girl in front of her being a saint became a bit more real.

The crowd probably wanted to comfort themselves, so after they figured out that she might be a saint, they kept bringing Islia up to the top.Because they still don't want to admit it in their hearts, if ordinary people would be so popular.

The appearance of Farai broke the balance established by Arila and Annabel. She held Islia with one arm and put one hand on her waist, showing the image of a suave and charming girl.

Annabelle stared at the hand she put on Islia's shoulder, hating her to death, and even more hated that Islia didn't take her hand off!While Annabelle was angry, she didn't turn her anger on Islia. She glanced at Islia with resentment and aggrievedness, as if to say, "How can you let her put you on your shoulders?"

Islia didn't see the meaning, it was entirely because she had already gotten used to Farai's actions.From the time they formed a team to go to the main city together, Farai's character was like this, so she wasn't too pretentious to prevent her from maintaining her personality.

Arilla didn't get a response from Islia, so she could only stand up sadly and silently.The gaze that looked at Falay was like a holy sword that was about to become real, and it was about to punish her.

"who are you?"

Harm, everyone is the same, what to pretend.

Farai rolled his eyes inwardly, but there was still a charming smile on his face.She let go of Islia's hand, and took a step forward deliberately and mischievously, with a killing intent that could not be ignored in her tone:

"who am I?"

"I'm your master's husband, puppy dog."

Arilla: "..."

Hold.

Mo Yue didn't expect that there would be people joining the battle line one after another in the Shura Field like this. Everyone present gasped, but they couldn't help but stare at the four of them with wide eyes.

The author has something to say: Arilla: "I'm Isilia's puppy."

Annabelle: Disgusting!

Farai: Then I am your master's husband!

Camille: Oh, hypocritical paladin.

Ariel: Stop talking, I am your father.