Chapter 201: Hildur's Promotion, the True Name of the Sword in the Tree is Released (Two in One)

The air seemed to freeze.

There was silence all around, only the heartbeat like a drum beating in the darkness.

Hildre stared at the divine clone in the center of the majestic square with a serious look.

An endless feeling of oppression, as if being ten thousand meters under the sea, cold and suffocating.

It seemed as if even the soul was trembling at the sound of the eight-legged horse's hooves.

This trial ground located in the ancient tree of Asgard has only a trace of divinity left.

Even so, one can still feel the tremendous power of the Lord of Divinity.

Hildes didn't understand, how could such an existence be unknown in history, with no record of it at all, as if it had been erased by human hands? Dada——

The one-eyed old man who was skinny and wearing an eye patch just now now had a gaze as sharp as thunder. The divine horse under his crotch wore a metal mask, and its eyes flashed with a deep cold light, spewing out a breath of silver arcs, and its eight hooves stepped out fire on the ground.

The old man looked disdainful, as if he was a god high above looking down on mortals.

Facing such an enemy, Hildreth tightly grasped the hilt of the sword and asked hoarsely:

"What is your relationship with the King of the Wild Hunt?"

Hildrede didn't think that she could get an answer from the other party.

However, she also wanted to observe the other party's reaction and see if this divinity could communicate.

As expected, the old man did not respond, but clasped his hands together and raised the sword high in his hand.

It was a sword with an extremely long and wide blade, a weapon that seemed capable of cutting a dragon in half.

It was huge and heavy, more like a block of iron than a sword.

In the old man's palm, two powerful magical forces, thunder and fire, surged and entangled on the sword.

Endless divine power, supreme will, infinite strength, and a terrifying sense of oppression locked Hilde firmly.

Hildurde recognized the sword.

That was the legendary weapon she had heard of since she was a child, which was pulled out from a tree by the Red-haired King and killed the Holy Land with one sword, splitting out the Sovngarde Fjord.

God is angry! Suddenly.

The eight-legged divine horse let out a deafening neigh and stomped the ground with its eight feet, rushing forward like a raging fire.

The old man leaned his body slightly, holding the huge sword in both hands, and slashed from bottom to top as if to split the sea in two. Even the space was shaking under this majestic sword force!

Cold sweat dripped down Hildes' forehead, and he felt extremely heavy-hearted.

This is dozens of times more difficult than the first level of the trial! However, if you don't complete the trial as soon as possible and get the sword in the tree, you won't be able to deal with the orc assassins who are chasing you.

If we can't even solve the current difficulties, the promise of reunion will also be in vain.

Hildre gritted his teeth, stepped on the ground and rushed out quickly. His pupils suddenly shrank, as if he saw the horrific scene of himself being cut in half.

Clang! Outside the square, Hildreth resurrected once again.

Her face looked grim, and as she looked up at the invincible old man in the center of the platform, she couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

However.

The old man spoke:

"Choose a blessing."

Xilude was stunned and asked in disbelief: "What did you say?"

The old man said nothing and waved his hand.

Three gray rays of light were thrown out from his sleeves and landed in front of Hildreth.

It transformed into three rune stones with dim light, floating in the air.

A line of magical words appeared on the rune stone.

Hildreth's eyes narrowed slightly, examining each sentence.

"Rune Shield: You have mastered the Rune Magic Protection in this trial, and can resist damage from the nameless old man once."

"Furious Stance: Obtain a bottle of mead from an unknown old man. After drinking it, you will enter a frenzy state. The mead will be reset after death."

"Eye of the Wise: After successfully dodging an attack, you can temporarily slow down time. This effect can be applied three times per battle."

Hildre was slightly stunned.

A normal blessing should be to inject divinity directly into the soul realm.

But the blessing here seems to be temporary?

She tried to touch the first rune stone, and suddenly, the rune stone cracked and shattered into dust. A stream of light flew out of it and fell into Hildreth's body.

Hildreda was thoughtful.

So that's it... These blessings cannot be taken away from the trial ground, but they provide a glimmer of hope for passing the trial! After possessing this blessing of the 'Rune Shield', Hildreth took a deep breath, grasped the Swift Sword, and stepped onto the square platform again.

The old man's will was awakened once again.

He used the same move, charging on his eight-legged divine horse, slashing sideways! Hildre summoned the Shield of Rune.

Bang! The devastating blow was offset by the shield, and the entire space shook for a moment.

Hild had no time to be surprised, and immediately used his sword skills to strike the old man's armor, making a clanging sound of metal collision!

Hit! An indescribable excitement surged in Hildur's heart.

After the upward slash during the charged charge was offset by the shield.

The nameless old man immediately followed up with an incredibly fast downward chop.

Wow! Hildreth appeared outside the square again.

She touched her helmet, still feeling some phantom pain, and muttered to herself:

"I almost became Kaelya... Hey, the blessing hasn't disappeared yet?"

Hildre discovered that the blessing of the Rune Shield could still be used. In the center of the platform, the old man looked at her calmly: "Choose a blessing."

Hild was stunned. Could he choose another blessing? Three streams of light flew out from the old man's sleeves again.

What was different from the last time was that this time there was a purple stream of light!

“Epic Blessing of the Lord of Demonic Wolves: You summon two demonic wolves representing greed and Taotie to fight for you. After the two demonic wolves perish, you can summon them again after your next resurrection.”

Hildre: “Choose this one!”

Purple light fell into Hildreth's body.

She was a little surprised that blessings could be continuously accumulated!

"That is to say, as long as I keep challenging myself, I can continue to accumulate blessings. Plus, I can be resurrected repeatedly in the trial land, so I will always be able to pass this trial—"

Hildre's eyes flickered under the mask, and he thought to himself:

"The premise is that I have to ensure that my will will not collapse under death and severe pain..."

Just like before, after being split in half by the old man, even after being resurrected again, Hildreth's heart was still filled with depression and fear.

In the face of challenges again and again, this kind of pressure is bound to continue to accumulate. Even if there is a temporary blessing that can continuously increase strength, the soul will collapse first.

Hildesh suddenly understood and fell into deep thought.

If the first level is a test of one's learning ability and swordsmanship skills.

So the second level, rather than personal strength, is more about persistence!

Can you hold on until the day you defeat the nameless old man?

Hildes thought to himself that he was not absolutely sure, but the pain he experienced during the trial was not in vain.

She could feel the spiritual power in her body growing bit by bit.

Breaking through the fourth ring was just a few months ago...Hilde's eyes flickered, as if he remembered something, and took out a chess piece from the space bag.

This is a queen chess piece carved from mahogany. It has a warm luster, as if it is often played with in someone's hands.

Hild stared at the chess piece and murmured:

"As long as I can pass this trial... maybe I can step into the fifth-ring hero level."

"Until then..."

Familiar figures flashed before Hildre's eyes. Some of them were no longer alive, while others were far away from home. But they all smiled tenderly and encouragingly.

"People who can be protected and want to be protected."

*Trial Land, one month later.

In the center of the vast battlefield, two scarred demon wolves pounced out and knocked the eight-legged horse to the ground.

Boom! The eight-legged divine horse roared in anger, and before dying, it spewed out thunder and died together with the two demon wolves.

The nameless old man was the first to jump off the horse's back and land on the ground. He clasped the big sword in both hands and looked around disdainfully, as if he was examining a mortal ant, but there was also a hint of approval in his eyes.

In front of him, Xilude's aura of solemnity and unstoppable aura were definitely not what she could have achieved a month ago.

And on Hildre's body, colorful blessings were surging.

Runes, magic carvings, violent spells... the blessings gained through repeated deaths all shone on her body, making her look like a human hero on par with gods.

It is precisely because of these strange and constantly overlapping blessings that Hilde can withstand the tremendous pressure from the nameless old man and resist the fear of facing the gods, launching attacks again and again.

but.

Hildesh could no longer remember how many times he had died in battle and how many times he had been resurrected.

She stood in this meat grinder-like battlefield, her soul burning and recasting in the furnace again and again. She almost gave up several times, but still held on until this moment.

This was the first time in so many battles that Hildurde had successfully forced the nameless old man to dismount and fight, and it was also the closest time to passing the test.

Honestly speaking, Hilde was already somewhat numb. Even though his progress was far beyond the past, there was no excitement in his eyes. He just tightly gripped the hilt of the sword and calmly observed the old man's starting moves.

To Hilde's surprise, the old man did not launch an attack, but stood there, his eyes flashing with a deep light, and said:

"The power woven by the spinning wheel of fate is so great that even I, as a god king, cannot resist it. However, outsiders can transcend fate and bring unknown variables to eternal immortality."

The God King? An outsider? Hildreth stood there in a daze, a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"What do you mean by that?" Hildreth asked, "You call yourself the God King, but who are you?"

"A loser doesn't deserve a name."

The nameless old man spoke indifferently, as if giving an oracle:

"Valkyrie, keep struggling before the end. Whether you are a god or an ant, you have the right to keep struggling in order to survive."

When the old man said "Valkyrie", Hilde was stunned for a moment, and felt that the word seemed to have magical power, constantly echoing in the depths of her soul.

Suddenly.

Countless lightning bolts fell from the sky. The nameless old man was as fast as lightning. He stepped on the ground and swung out a big sword, as if he wanted to completely crush Hilde.

Hildreth dodged instinctively, then tightly grasped the swift sword that would not be damaged in the trial ground, and leaped up to meet the god's wrathful attack.

boom!!

When they collided, there was a deafening sound. The fierce attack caused cracks to appear on the platform, and the air flow became chaotic. Thunder and roars echoed in the trial ground.

Clang! Clang! Clang! During the violent attack, Hildreth's aura continued to rise.

The Tree of Life in the soul realm swayed.

Suddenly, a layer of dark golden light spread out! In this constant duel and huge pressure, Xilude was promoted to the fifth ring! The divinity in the field was constantly active because of Xilude's soul power breakthrough. They rushed to Xilude, as if they wanted to compete with the divinity of the Black Knight for the soul field in her body.

Hildreth had no time to feel happy about the promotion, and her heart was cold.

The origins of these divinities are still unknown. If there is a conflict between divinities, whether they can continue to be resurrected remains an unknown!

The old man did not attack because of the flaw revealed by Hildreth, but calmly reminded:

"This divine power is your destined power. It is called [Duel] and will become the cornerstone of your future sanctuary."

Duel divinity? I have never heard of this deity.

It may have been buried in history long ago, but His divinity and divine nature are still preserved to this day!

Hildre's thoughts were as fast as lightning, and he opened his soul to accept these foreign divinities. They gathered together to form the shape of a swift sword, and together with the chess-piece-shaped divinities, they circled around the Tree of Life.

At the same moment, Hildes' speed increased again. The nameless old man revealed a fatal flaw in her eyes and stabbed out the sword resolutely!

call--

The world seemed to stop for a moment.

All sounds became silent at this moment.

The nameless old man hunched his back, staring at the red-haired woman with one eye closed, revealing a heroic beauty. He nodded slightly and revealed a cold smile.

"You pass."

Boom! !

The old man's figure turned into gray mist and dissipated.

The entire trial ground was filled with a deafening roar.

A large amount of space debris fell off, revealing a dark hole. A portal with rune light flowing stood in front of Hilde.

Hildes was stunned and still couldn't believe it.

But in front of her, there was a huge, shining sword.

It turned out to be a legendary weapon, nicknamed God's Wrath, a sword in a tree that was powerful enough to kill ancient dragons!

Looking at the sword, Hildreth even worried that he, as a Knight of Five Rings, would not be able to lift the sword.

However, the trial site was on the verge of collapse and the situation was urgent. In addition, Hildreth had no idea how much time had passed in the outside world, so he had no time to think about it.

She walked quickly to the front of the sword in the tree, grasped the hilt with both hands, and took a deep breath.

Boom boom

Outside the ancient tree of Asgard.

Alra Bird, the five-ring assassin from the southern continent, wore a desert headscarf and veil, and looked down coldly at the Asian dragons who were napping under the wall.

As long as she could keep her companion safe, she wouldn't have to worry about not waiting for the red-haired woman to come back.

However.

Alla heard the noise coming from afar, looked up, his pupils contracted, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

The ancient trees of Asgard that had stood tall in the snowstorm for thousands of years were now shaking violently, as if they were about to transform into war tree men and rise from the mountains!

Suddenly, another guess flashed through Alla's mind.

Could it be that the descendants of the Red-haired King obtained the famous Sword in the Tree? It is said that the Red-haired King's sword, the Sword in the Tree, is sealed in the ancient tree of Asgard.

However, the king, the duke, the great pirates... all the powerful northern nobles have tried to investigate the whereabouts of the sword in the tree.

How could such a magical weapon be hidden in the ancient tree of Asgard, and how could it be obtained by that woman in just ten days? However.

Alci's uneasiness grew stronger.

As an elite killer of the Assassin's League, his resume is quite impressive, and he even had a brilliant record of assassinating the Duke of Five Rings and getting away with it.

Over the years, what he was proud of was his ability to foresee crises... This intuition had led him out of danger many times.

This time, Alci still decided to trust his instincts and changed his strategy in an instant, from playing the long game to taking hostages! He jumped down from the high wall, stepped on the shadows and quickly rushed to the front of the Argonian Sora.

Sora was suddenly startled. He didn't expect that the assassin had been lying in ambush beside him and only took action now!

Facing a heroic assassin, Sora had no chance of resistance at all!

At the moment when the dagger was about to fall.

A beam of white light shot out from a distance, covering Alci and preventing his dagger from moving any further.

Sora was full of surprise, but saw that the assassin's eyes were full of shock, anger and unwillingness. He immediately turned the spear and headed towards the figure flying back from the air!

Five-ring hero level, has the ability to fly even without the help of flying magic.

In mid-air, the red-haired Valkyrie looked at the assassin head-on with a stern gaze, and said in a cold voice: "We meet again, Elder Alci."

"This is impossible!" Alci's expression was a little distorted, "How can your forced duel spell be effective on me!"

"Me too, heroic level."

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

The aura of the five rings emanated from Hildre's body, and Alci's expression froze on his face, his eyes full of surprise.

He still remembered that ten days ago, he had pushed Xilude into a desperate situation, but she managed to escape by luck. At that time, she had just been promoted to the fourth ring.

It had only been a few days, and he had already broken through to the Hero level? This was simply a fantasy! Clang! Clang! Clang! Affected by the spell of forced confrontation, Alci could only use his least good frontal attack, colliding his dagger with Hildre's sword.

After the three moves, Alci's heart was filled with turmoil.

This is undoubtedly a heroic strength! The more they attacked, the more frightened Alci became.

He had seen Hilde's swordsmanship. Although her swordsmanship was excellent, it still seemed very immature to Alci.

And now, she even has the level of a sword master, which is completely different from ten days ago! In such a short time, she has such a big transformation. Could it be that she deliberately concealed her strength a while ago? In just a short moment.

There were many wounds on Alci's body, bleeding, and he looked extremely miserable.

Sora originally thought that he was doomed, but he didn't expect that Lord Hildreth would turn back at this time, and even... completely crushed the Five Rings Assassin!

Her eyes were full of shock, but she saw a black light suddenly shot out from Alci's sleeves.

There was no time to warn before the dart had already reached Hildreth's eyes.

Clang! Hildreth blocked the dart with his sword, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed across Alci's eyes. He suddenly stretched out his hidden blade and stabbed Hildreth's heart!

Her combat experience was still too immature, Alci thought. In such a life-and-death duel, any mistake would lead to death!

However.

Alci's pupils suddenly contracted.

Hildreth actually used his left hand to tightly grasp the blade of the hidden blade, which in turn restricted his own movements! A trace of fear quietly crept into Alci's heart.

This crazy woman deliberately exposed her flaws. She didn't want me to leave here alive!

In a duel between five-ring heroes, if one wants to escape, it is often difficult for the other to catch up. Therefore, although the momentum of the duel is great, the casualty rate will be much lower than that of a low-ring duel.

However, Hild had decided from the beginning to bury Alci here!

Suddenly, the sense of crisis once again spread throughout Alci's body.

In just a few days, this woman's strength, courage, and combat experience have improved terribly, completely overturning Alci's cognition!

He actually felt the fear of facing death from a girl who was decades younger than him!

Swish! Alci didn't hesitate and immediately cut off one of his arms. While escaping, he had already delayed until the end of the 'Forced Duel' spell and fled quickly! "It's too late." Hildre said softly.

Like the whisper of the god of death, it sounded faintly behind Alci.

The overwhelming murderous intent locked onto him, and he didn't even dare to look back, for fear that he would tremble with fear all over.

However, he still couldn't help but look back.

In Alci's eyes, a scene was reflected that froze the blood in his body.

The Valkyrie's red hair was flying, and she held a huge sword in both hands.

The sword was huge, as if it was beyond the limits of human swinging. Compared with this rough sword, the Valkyrie's figure was so beautiful and slender.

But in Al's eyes, that beautiful figure was no less than the god of death who reaped his soul.

The sword in her hand turned out to be the legendary weapon, the Sword in the Tree!

Alci's heart was filled with shock.

The descendant of the Red-haired King, she really got the sword in the tree!

From now on, the entire situation in the North will be rewritten because of her! "You..."

Before he died, Alci squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat, "What did you see in the ancient tree?"

Hild was silent for a moment, and scenes of people being killed by giant swords appeared in his mind. He said softly:

"You'll see it soon."

The words fell.

Boom! A terrifying slash split the clouds in the sky in half.

call--

The rarely seen sunshine in the north emerged from the clouds, illuminating the majestic and tragic ruins of the royal city.

This slash was like the wrath of a god.

It is enough to split the sky and destroy all souls.

The Argonian Sora stared blankly at the sky.

In her eyes, she reflected the god-like Hildreth bathed in golden light, and she swallowed hard.

"Feel--"

Sora looked dazed and muttered to himself:

"Baron Yeats' married life will surely be harmonious..."

Hildreth floated down to the ground and looked at Sora. His cold eyes softened and he said:

"Are you okay?"

"Fortunately you arrived in time, Lord Hildreth."

Hildreth took off her helmet, and a smile appeared on the face of this icy beauty.

Under the hardships of fate, keeping the people you care about safe and sound is Xilude's greatest wish.

Sora said seriously: "It doesn't matter if I'm held hostage. You gave me my life. I'm just afraid that he will use me to threaten you."

Immediately, Sora looked up at the sky, looking at Elder Alci floating all over the sky, and sighed: "I didn't expect that in just a few days, you are like a different person, so strong!"

"It's because of the trial."

Hildre briefly summarized to Sora what happened to her in the ancient tree.

Sora's face was filled with astonishment when he heard this, and he couldn't help but say, "You have to experience the pain of being killed every time... I really admire you for being able to persevere."

“Everyone has a reason to persevere.”

Hild looked around and said, "In general, the goal has been achieved. We need to leave here as soon as possible."

Not only did he become a Five Ring Knight, but he also obtained a legendary weapon. Sora was sincerely happy for Master Hildreth and asked immediately:

"So where should we go next?"

Just as Hildreth was about to answer, the thunderous sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out over the snow-covered wilderness.

Boom! !

The sky was once again covered by dark clouds. Amidst the lightning and thunder, a ghostly group of black-armored cavalry appeared at the end of the vast snowfield.

Wild Hunt!

Right in front of the Wild Hunt army, there was a man riding an eight-legged horse, wearing black armor and holding a spear shining with thunder.

In the cold and windy North, the Wild Hunt always comes and goes without a trace.

In fact, Hildreth also had many questions that she wanted to ask the man in front of her.

She protected Sora behind her, like a military flag standing in the snow, staring coldly at the King of the Wild Hunt in front of the army.

Shrouded in black clouds, there was a sense of oppression from the sanctuary level. Although it was not as strong as the divinity of the nameless old man, due to being in the material realm, this pressure was particularly real and strong!

"Just as the prophecy said."

The King of the Wild Hunt stared at the sword in the tree in Hildre's hand, with a hint of admiration in his tone.

"You really did obtain the sword in the tree."

Hildreda frowned and said nothing, tightening the hilt of the sword.

Although Ye Zhi had borrowed the power of the King of the Wild Hunt to kill the apostle, Hildur was still not 100% sure what kind of deal the two had made and whether the King of the Wild Hunt was an enemy or a friend.

At this time, if the King of the Wild Hunt wanted to take the sword in the tree for himself, Hildreth would have no choice but to fight to the death.

"I'm not interested in collecting treasures. I'm more interested in hunting."

The King of the Wild Hunt seemed to have seen through Hilde's thoughts, and his tone was quite cynical.

"I just want to ask you a question..."

"What?" In the cold wind and the solemn battlefield, Hilde's voice was particularly cold.

“Have you seen the old man?” asked the King of the Wild Hunt.

Hildre was slightly startled.

"Don't be so surprised." The King of the Wild Hunt said calmly, "The old man's origins may be far greater than you think."

"But even He cannot escape fate." The King of the Wild Hunt paused, "So, He appreciates humans like you and Ye Zhi."

Hearing the caring name from the King of the Wild Hunt, Hildre's heart tightened, and he said coldly:

"In the Absolute Mountains...why did you help Ye Zhi?"

The King of the Wild Hunt: "Because he called me godfather, so you can also call me godfather in advance."

"What?" Hildreth was stunned.

"Just a joke." The King of the Wild Hunt smiled and answered immediately, "Maybe it's because... he and I are of the same kind."

Same kind…Hilde chewed on this word, his eyes flickered slightly, and asked:

"You all, outsiders?"

"As expected, you are the Black Knight's chosen one."

The King of the Wild Hunt laughed and said:

"As for what outsiders are, you can ask Yeats."

“No need.”

Hildrede said calmly: "If he wants to tell me, he will tell me. If he doesn't want to, there is no point in me asking."

The King of the Wild Hunt stared at Hildreth and was silent for a long time. He seemed to recall the past, and his voice became a little low:

"I came to see you to ask you to do something for me."

"What if I don't agree?"

"You will agree to it." The King of the Wild Hunt said, "Because it concerns Ye Zhi's safety."

Hildre's pupils suddenly tightened, revealing a hint of ferocity, like an angry lioness.

Sora understood that what Lord Hildreth blamed himself for and regretted the most was that he had not protected his adoptive parents and teacher.

In her eyes, Baron Yeats is an equally important person.

"Don't get me wrong. To put it simply, I am on your side, at least for now."

The King of the Wild Hunt said: "In Broken Mountain, there is a ceremony for the advent of the evil god. The true body of the Evil Eye Apostle will descend in this ceremony."

"I want you to get rid of the Evil Eye Apostle for me."

Hild was startled and pointed at himself:

"I fight the apostles?"

"Because I've been in trouble recently. There's a guy called the King of Holy War chasing me in the Divine Realm. I can't show up casually, and meeting you is also risky."

The King of the Wild Hunt's tone was somewhat helpless: "I can't help Ye Zhi, but you can. Or rather, you who own Gramer have the ability to do so."

"Oh, by the way, Gramo is the real name of the sword in the tree. I can call it that, but you can't just call it casually. This is related to the [Real Name Release]."

If Yeats were here, he would definitely complain, what a stitched monster, FATE has been stitched up by you.

Hildes seemed to understand. After the incident with Lemuel, she also knew that the Apostles would fight to the death with Yeats. Getting rid of the evil eye was also related to her position. She asked, "What should I do?"

"Protect him and help him obtain the Silver Sword." The King of the Wild Hunt said solemnly, "If necessary, at the cost of my life."

The air was oppressive and the wind was cold. Hildreth was silent for a long time and whispered, "Life is very precious. Everyone has only one life."

The King of the Wild Hunt smiled and said, "What's your answer?"

"I'll be heading for Broken Hill."

Hildreth paused and asked, "When do we leave?"

"Now that you have mastered the ability to fly, my crow will bring you the oracle."

A black fog came and enveloped the King of the Wild Hunt and his army. His voice was heard from within the thick fog.

"The Silver Oak Sword is a sword that can kill gods. The Dark God once used this sword to kill the Light God. After that, the Light Godship was now in the hands of the Holy Light."

"But, as the poet wrote--"

"'The wind blows from east to west, from north to south, ignoring the night and the dawn. What do you mean by the dawn?'"

The figure of the King of the Wild Hunt completely disappeared.

Standing on the empty ruins, Hildurde murmured to himself: "Brocken Mountain, Silver Oak Sword..."

If I can help Ye Zhi obtain this weapon, I believe he will be able to protect himself more even if I am not around.

*Cambridge University, riverside palace.

Yeats prepared to set off for Broken Hill.

The immortal flower of Witch Night can restore Hildurde's appearance, so I must make this trip.

Boom boom!

There was a knock on the door, and Gray walked in, curiously saying, "Ye Zhi, there were a lot of squirrels in the yard this morning. Someone must have used the animal messenger spell. Do you want to come out and take a look?"

"squirrel?"

Ye Zhi was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

It's probably the tooth-drilling guy who's here, so let's welcome him with open arms!

(End of this chapter)