All Chapters of The Immortal Divinity: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

The Cold Nebula of course heard the cry of Isriel behind him, but he did not turn back because he did not want to ignore Isriel, but wanted to kill the necromancer who had hurt isriel badly as soon as possible, now the necromancer not only wanted his own life, but also wanted the life of the little beauty who had saved her life. How could that be?He is a seven-foot-tall man. He can't see his benefactor in trouble and not do it. Even if he doesn't have the ability, he can't do such a cowardly thing.The Cold Nebula, with all its power, is an embarrassment. When it's easy to destroy the Skeleton Warriors, Isriel doesn't show up, and when it's easy to destroy the Keel Monster, once again, Isriel was blinded by the dust and missed the cold nebula so much that she thought it was a monster that had been hit by his hammer and Arrow and had run off somewhere.In the small, dark room, the Shiryō kept staring at the large crystal ball floating in front of him, though he could see the image

But when Israel took out these four large and small oil-paper packages from the bundle he carried with him, even though the roast was still wrapped in paper, but the cold nebula could already smell the very hard scent that had passed through the oily paper.After a rather indescribable gulp of saliva, he shivered as he entered the delirious cold Nebula and asked in a voice that bordered on bewilderment, "Israel, is... is this... is this... Barbecue? "Hearing the words of the Cold Nebula, Israel nodded at once, "Yes, " he said, grinning, "it's full of roast meat cooked by his sister. This is roast elk, this is Roast Mountain Qiang, and this is roast devil goat. " As he handed the smallest piece of barbecue to the Cold Nebula, "there is this, " he said. "This is a very precious roast duck. It is said that eating the meat will help the fire-control magicians a lot. Do you want to eat it? "After hearing Isreal's introduction, the cold Nebula went crazy, and the aroma of the roast, inc

It was hard to see the cold Nebula of the city of Vikrama, which was built on such a treacherous terrain, with its cliffs at its back, and the only access road was the suspension bridge over the stream. It's still connected to the military fortress ...... If I make a big deal out of it here, I'll be trapped?Just when I thought of the inevitable problem, cold nebula suddenly pooh-poohed himself, saying to himself, "CAN'T ESCAPE? I already have wings! Why do I have wings! If it causes any confusion, I'll just fly out of here! "After the thought that I could still fly out of Vikram, the hanging heart of the cold Nebula was temporarily placed in my stomach, but there was no clue as to how to find the high priest of the elven clan in such a big city, how am I supposed to do that? You can't just go up to someone and say, "Hey, have you ever met the high priest of the elves? "If so, it is estimated that soon, not only can I not find the Elven high priest, I am afraid will be elven high

High above the gatehouse hung a wooden plaque with a picture of a large glass of Tim de Wine, made by fermenting several kinds of fruit. The alcohol was not strong, but it had a special flavor, since women can also have a few sips, it is a favorite among the residents of Vikrama.But even with this extremely low-alcohol Timdale, there will still be drunks in Vicrama, but not because these guys can drink or drink too much, but intoxicating things sometimes is not wine, wine is just a catalyst.It was like when Isreal rolled over and jumped off his horse, and as a result the white rabbits in front of him moved up and down, instantly attracting the attention of a few red-faced drinkers who were standing in front of the tavern.Seeing Cold Nebula leading his horse to the tavern, the Barman who had been standing in front of the door came up and put out his hand to end the bridle in cold Nebula's hand, letting in Isriel and cold nebula, although cold Nebula now looks like a servant, howev

Before the Cold Nebula could drag ISRIEL's arm out of the tavern, it was stopped by a bearded fighter with a heavy axe, who, as he stood at the door of the tavern, threw his head back, "This is how you leave a man wounded in our Victorian Tavern? You think I made Duluth from clay? " Said LangThe Cold Nebula followed the sound, and down from the second floor of the tavern came nearly ten men in simple armour, armed with all manner of weapons, headed by a young man who appeared to be in his forty, it's the guy who calls himself duluth."these guys are fighters, we have to be careful... " after seeing his opponent change from ordinary civilian drunks to fighters, isreal was less inhibited, and though the brawlers in the tavern were low-level fighters, they were fighters at all costs, and there was no psychological burden to teach them.Cold Nebula looked at this bearded berserker with several miscellaneous soldiers who dared to pretend to be an old man in front of him. He was so angry