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Augustin struggles out of the still bloodthirsty winter crown magical array, sitting on the edge of this Saint-Carroll grave, the almost dry heart begins to re-emerge This is a good phenomenon to be thankful for. The state of separation of the soul and the body is not good, but the long adventure is now quite worthwhile. The six ocean mirrors are branded in the ocean of consciousness. It is the war goddess of the gods in the dusk of the gods. They are the guards of the Holy Spirit of the Holy Spirit. They are like a group of winged winter birds in the war, falling on the ice sheet; one is left at the bottom of a lake in the territory of Kamo. The gun of St. Nukis, which is inserted into the body of an unknown British corpse; the last piece is relatively vague, a three-eyed red dragon stone statue that is not inhabited by the dragon nest according to common sense, but is in the shape of a giant red dragon statue on the top of the underground giant city. Sex, can be as beautiful as the frosty Capella still flying in the sky, Augustine confirmed that there is no pattern or introduction about it from any historical materials, Augustine can only speculate now The ancient hero who had been assassinated by the war maid, the gun of St. Nakis and the red dragon with the extra eyeball in his forehead had talked, but the detailed process has been erased and remembered, as for more forgetting, like a Paradox, Augustine may have no way of knowing in this life that he can come back alive and is already benefiting from the light beam of St. Urban.
As for when the other three mirrors were unveiled, Augustine couldn’t get the answer. Looking at the winter crown in front of him, it’s a bit bitter, this is the aftereffect, this taboo The magical array needs constant blood feedback in the next few years. Once terminated, life and soul will be forced into the unknown plane and become the food of some sort of devil and chaotic evil spirits. Augustine smiled and extended a The little trembling arm, now this little thing has not been troubled, is not the time to provide blood, no painful and easy things, Augustine looked down at the left arm with the heraldry engraved, the golden light in the veins, Because he was influenced by the magic teacher when he was a child, he was a left-handed man. At that time, as a nuclear power, the magical low-energy who was imprisoned by Mobius was not able to walk a few more steps on the magical path. He just wanted to live for a few more years. Many small habits are forced to develop. For example, bookmarks are used to the most inconspicuous reed leaves, and the apprenticeship of childhood is a history of blood and tears. Augustine lay on the floor and began to calculate the most realistic return: the thickness of life compensated by the soul, which is the original intention to start the winter crown. On the plains of the Muse, the soaking plain was burned by the shaman with the soul as the medium. It was slashed by the Orcs Juggernaut, and the burrs of the oysters were transmitted. The gullies of life were sewed, not only filled, but also like a mountain. From the ground up, it is out of the scope of the hypothetical narrowing of the hourglass mouth, just like a firmer hourglass with a larger capacity leak. This feeling, there is a kind of unrealistic satisfaction, compared to the release of the nuclear release brought by the Holy Fall of St. Urban, the hot and timid Augustine wants to go to the ancestral temple to demolish the house, Augustine lifts Arms, clenched his fists and said a word: "Alive is back."
Augustine stood up and walked to the corner of the room to put on his clothes. He subconsciously touched the heart that started to be abnormally beating. It was almost the "dormant" frequency of the Knights. The rule of the winter crown was very weird, not the largest in this plane. Equality is like throwing a hexahedron with an unknown gambler. Augustine’s nephew is only one or three, while the other is 246. Augustine casts twice, symbolizing the sacrifice of double sacrifices, and the latter of the initiative. Casting once, meaning return, Augustine sighed a bit, he probably cast two three-sided and lost a six-level, it is the gift of St. Urban, only toughly force the balance of fate to balance, but this kind of luck, Even if I don't follow Miss Russell's so-called opportunity compensation law, I won't have it anymore. Augustine put on clothes, pushed open the door, saw the little queen sitting in the corridor against the wall, under the buttocks, with a tragic belly-cut rabbit puppet, reading and finally seeing the first page of "Flowers and Blood", which is backwards For her reading, she was filled with regrets. The Lolly butler jumped up and circled him for a few laps. She was not fat or thin, nor did she imagine the bloody scene. The first sentence was full of small Lady's resentment: "Augustin, you said that you want to transfer the ice-European singer's coat of arms to me. When do we go to the Thunder Temple on the wasteland to dig the hammer? I have been waiting for you for two years! I am even ready for the shovel! "
Augustin is stupid: "Sorry, the winter crown is a part of my memory. I forgot to tell you about going to the Thunder Temple." "
The family who made the family to the Gujima Dynasty and screamed with the little queen who died in the dynasty: "You can forget such an important thing?!" "
Augustin explained "The more important the memory, the easier it is to be used as a sacrifice."
Miss Elizabeth gnashed her teeth and stared at "Flowers and Blood," Augustine laughed: "Cheat you, wait a few years, then bring a shovel to dig."
The two walked in the corridor covered with dead trees of life, one Ask an answer.
"How many years have you been able to live now?"
"Normal state, can live to the Holy Jerome is at this age."
"So, have you played the old arcian now?"
"Of course I can't beat it. And, why do I fight with the godfather's teacher?"
"Oh. That means you still can't beat the black sheep now, I I still want to dig up the hammer and go to see him with you."
"Please say it again."
"Ah? I mean, when I have finished the hammer, I will go back to the poem and sing the castle! Immediately, immediately, quickly!"
"..."
"Isn't the holy knight? Is the creed assassin?"
"No, But it is no longer a luxury. There is a certain possibility at present. It seems wise to give up the culmination of these types of occupations. It is wise to conservatively estimate that the Holy Knight and the Creed Assassin can only reach one at most."
"That's good, I can keep up with my current steps. What did you see when you went to hell? The highest-level fallen angel? The long-tailed Pluto met. No? Did the Titan giant pregnant woman see it? The father of the hammer master, Odin the Great?"
"Want to witness these faces, unless I give my soul and life Offering sacrifices, plus the favor of the goddess of fate, coupled with the personal guidance of the presence of St. Urban, is one in ten thousand chances."
"So what did you see?"
"It may be that the last time the grandfather’s authorization of the king had a certain influence, I saw the Holy Spirit in the Holy Spirit. War woman waitress. Plus the half Nibelon heart, there is an ancient red dragon, its forehead seems to be inlaid with Odin's eyes that he took out actively. This is just my guess, there is no basis. These two mirrors seem to have nothing. Substance. Unless I can find the skeleton of the war maid's cemetery, as for the dragon, I don't think it should disturb its sleep. As for the last image that is wiped clean, it is more practical, you can go before you dig the hammer. A fascinating empire of Fermat Lake, but that is the largest inland lake. The treasure of the bottom is the gun of St. Nukis, the human smelting masterpiece that pierced the heart of countless dragons before the Moses Discipline. In the mirror, this gun is inserted on the bone of a sage, and I don’t know.”
"Women's chest is not big?"
"Great."
I have forgotten this meaningless mirror. I am not interested in what Gunujis is shooting, too much to meet the identity of Miss Ladies."
  "Is it a match with a hammer that is similar to your height?"
"Not compliant?!"
  ; "Well, it fits well."
"You deceive."
  ; "I am very sincere."
"Sound, you still don't want to help me dig a hammer."
  ; "This lady, don't forget that you bought more than twenty copper plates for the shovel or I took it in my pocket!"
"Don't talk This, Augustine, you are rich now, you have to take out the chest of the rich. Or talk about how you finished the two years It’s only two years, I thought you would spend at least ten years. Oh, I know, because of her. You are so generous, for her sake, this sacrifice is not willing to bring the heart of Nibelon. For me, I remember even a few copper plates!"
"It is twenty-four copper plates."
  ; "I bite you?"
"Then I will be jealous of you."
"Then take me when you go to Juan County."
"Well, if you return my copper."
  ; After the fight, Augustine returned to the study, Lolita Housekeeper shrank twenty-four copper plates after bargaining, and happily returned to the honey bed, ready to go with this ghost The night watchman’s headquarters wandered around. It’s a sad thing to accidentally see the last page of the book "Flowers and Blood", but Augustine is back, and the little queen is getting very good. Augustine's image of the red dragon in the study room, want to take a look at the most miscellaneous Ulisse, there is no valuable clue. The magician is a natural copying family. Compared with the genius painter who is a dazzling painter in the history of painting, the sketching skills are not inferior. The only difference is the imagination. But there is no shortage of great painters in the magician. There is a strange magician. The family, this generation has a magician painter who can make countless ladies and ladies willing to take off their clothes and is described as a magician who refuses to enter the Mayan temple. His painting can delay the passage of youth. Augustine certainly This kind of legend holds skepticism, but it does not deny that the reason why magic can be strong enough to rise to equality with theology is higher than philosophy. This is a labyrinth with almost no export. It contains immeasurable treasures, and it competed with the dragons that year. The magical writing movement in the dominion created the most primitive magical fourth house, and told the posterity in the most calm stroke at the end of the great masterpiece of the great master: this is the end of the book, but the beginning of your path . Augustine had just drawn the last dark eye of the red dragon, and stopped the crow pen that was most suitable for meticulous painting. Ulyssey slowly walked into the study, looking at the long-lost chess opponent, half-squinting, not actively speaking, but instead It was Augustine’s first drawing of a semi-finished product and asked: “Help me see this dragon.”
Ulysse took the papyrus and thought for a moment, hoarsely said: "You have drawn one less eye. The eye originally belonged to a holy god of Europe. It means darkness. The dragon was the servant of Mount Olympia. The most direct enemy of the maid, most of the surviving dragons did not get what they deserved, but the exception was the Finnish Red Dragon, which received its own spoils, but was also framed by the Olympian gods. The Lord of the Sky is the guard of the dark city. If the Hell's nine-headed dog Elgga is the gatekeeper of the Hades, Jung is Finland's dungeon, in our god or the fallen or left plane, it and the rest The six janitors are a few powerful presences that can be truly contacted. Augustine, are you traveling with the Red Dragon?"
Augustin did not answer the question, take Going back to the drawing, he said: "I am very glad that I have not heard too much negative news from Elizabeth."
One-eyed and strong man smiled honestly:" If you are late , I can not guarantee the "
& nbsp;. & Nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Augustine thought, or simply drawing will be sent directly to the Deputy long order.
Is it a peaceful meeting?
Ulose took the red dragon image and walked out of the study room, looked down at the hand that was shaking more and more, and sighed: "Sorrow, the game is so fast." It’s unbalanced? I knew that I wouldn’t be attracted to playing chess and stay in the poetry song. The days are not good, the opponent is already the perfect combination of the young man and the holy spear.”
After self-deprecating, the one-eyed dragon smiled. "Turing, if you visit the poem now, can you leave? He now has a deep abyss that makes people feel desperate, and there are too many It’s violent and chaotic, and he can restrain it. If you change me, I’ve long wanted to destroy the world.”
The man who likes to plant red roses is walking to the Garden of Eden On the way to the flower garden, I continued to talk to myself: "The vitality of the aster flower is really not very strong. It is really a growing monarch, even I have to praise you, Augustine."
The same day, a gold balance badge carriage drove out of the black swan , Juan County to the border province.
Behind them are a group of undead knights shrouded in wide black robes.