The Elven Survival Handbook.

The reason why Tralomio, the God of Glory, was chosen was because of the poor vision and bad luck of this consciousness separated from Galariel.

It found Tralomio in the dungeon, and it was still at the stage where Tralomio was pretending to be another god to deceive players not long after the dungeon was opened, so his appearance still looked glorious and divine, without any corruption. signs.

The conscious body, which is not very smart in the first place, was easily deceived by Tralomio's disguise - there is no way, even if it is very smart, it cannot distinguish the NPC data, otherwise it will not find "DW" .

Thinking that this god looked friendly, the consciousness summoned Tralomio.

As a result, it attached itself to this call.

Tralomio was beaten by the devil and lost most of his body. As soon as he came over, there was a fat and white conscious body in front of him that looked delicious. He was not wary yet. His evil thoughts suddenly surged and he didn't give it to him at all. The opportunity to speak directly swallowed up the conscious body.

(Elf: No wonder I didn’t communicate with the natural consciousness in Taroka Forest. It turned out that I was eaten by you.)

Although this conscious body is only a small piece separated from Galariel, it has been warmed by the continent of Vera for thousands of years. Its energy is much stronger than that of Galariel, who is getting weaker and weaker. It is also because of this, Only then could it sense Galariel's condition, but Galariel didn't even know it existed.

Tralomio, who ate his conscious body, did not recover completely, but he was still somewhat better. By the way, he also received the memory of his conscious body.

Tralomio, who arrived ten years earlier than the elves, immediately decided to gather the power of human faith after knowing that there were no other gods on the continent. He chose a human who was quite famous at that time for conveying gods and ghosts, that is, The current Pope asked him to establish the Sun God Cult to gain the power of faith for himself.

Ten years were enough for him to acquire enough faith to restore his strength.

As long as he is given enough time, Tralomio believes that he will surpass the God of Light sooner or later. When the time comes, he will go back again and get rid of all the demons and gods who have offended him.

Elf: That's a very good idea. I hope you won't become an NPC again after you go back.

After listening to his long speech, the elf who finally knew his origin was very puzzled: "You haven't said how you discovered me yet."

"Because of the potion of life." Tralomio said proudly: "Others don't know the origin of this potion, but it doesn't mean that I don't know it. This potion is obviously a product of our world. After I found out that someone was auctioning the potion of life and saw the potion, After seeing his appearance, I knew that someone from that world must have come over."

Unexpectedly, he was targeted so early.

However, he didn't seem to notice the existence of the monsters. Otherwise, with his arrogant appearance now, he would not be so calm when he saw the enemy who almost killed him.

The elf asked him tentatively: "How do you know that the life potion was made by me? I am not alone."

Tralomio sneered: "You look so conspicuous. I swallowed the consciousness, got its memory, and understood its standards for summoning creatures. Apart from gods, what else can be better than the darling of nature—— Which elves are more suitable for saving the world?"

"So as soon as I heard them describe you, I knew you were the chosen one."

"As for the others, they are probably the subordinates you recruited," he looked at the Demon King who had been standing quietly next to the elf with contempt: "The strength seems to be better than that of my believers."

The Demon King, who has converged all the characteristics of monsters, hides his strength very well. In the eyes of the Sun God, he probably looks like an eighth-level human being.

The elf realized: He couldn't recognize people like this. It seemed that it was not nonsense that these gods were born with face blindness.

After saying so much, the Sun God became impatient: "Say your decision, elf."

"I don't understand why you are so persistent in asking me to surrender to you."

The elf looked at Tralomio with a puzzled expression, and before the latter spoke, he revealed a fact that he had concealed.

"Don't say anything to me about saving the world."

The elf shook his finger: "It is true that Veve Continent is on the verge of destruction, but this has nothing to do with Vera. Vera Continent is very stable. Even if Vee Continent is destroyed, it will continue to exist. So whether to save the world or not, and You don’t matter at all, and I don’t think you’re that kind to care about another continent.”

"So you are not going to accept my invitation."

"Yes!" The elf nodded and said: "I have heard that any promise made to the gods will be protected by a magic contract. If I promise you, then I will really be at your mercy from now on, no? ?"

He's not that stupid.

"You know a lot." A trace of anger flashed in Tralomio's eyes, but soon, thinking of something good, he calmed down again, with a trace of pride evident in his brows: "Very well. Well, you are worthy of being the carrier I chose.”

carrier?

As soon as these words came out, the Demon King's eyes sharpened, and his fingers moved slightly before being grabbed by a hand.

The Demon King who was about to take action paused and calmed down again.

The elf calmly appeased the demon king, frowning and glaring at the sun god in front of him: "Do you want my body?!"

This sounded a bit ambiguous, so he quickly added

: "You want to possess me? Why? How could a god like you like a mortal body?"

"Of course I don't like it." Tralomio's tone was cold and full of disdain.

The gods are all arrogant. How could they be willing to squeeze into the bodies of mortals (here refers to all humanoid creatures). The bodies of mortals are really too small. When the gods are possessed, it is like they are forced to wear something that does not fit. The clothes are the same, no matter how comfortable they are.

But Tralomio had to be.

On this new road, isolated from the evil power of the original world, Tralomio did not continue to fall, but his originally polluted divine power could not be changed back. Fortunately, because he had swallowed the natural power of the conscious body , coupled with his own disguise, the divine power displayed by Tralomio still looks very bluffing.

But after so many years, he has already transformed the power of nature into his own energy. This was originally a good thing for him, which meant that he had completely digested the energy.

But after Tralomio transformed most of the devoured natural power into his own power, he felt rejected by the world.

As I said before, gods cannot physically appear in the mortal world. Although this world allows conscious entities like Galariel to exist, they are children conceived by itself and it does not care.

But Tralomio is an outsider. When the natural power of the conscious body confuses the world, he can still be free in this world. But when his ability is restored and the power of nature disappears, the world discovers him as an outsider. Wanted to expel him.

Of course Tralomio didn't want to leave, even though he knew where he would end up after being expelled, and he couldn't bear to part with the power of faith here.

So Tralomio began to think of ways to avoid the world's attention. The first thing he thought of was to hide himself in the body of a mortal in this world and find a cover for himself.

But Tralomio's divine power cannot be accommodated by ordinary humans. People possessed by him will consume a lot of life force, so these people never live long. So far, he doesn't know how many bodies he has changed.

"Now I don't have to worry about this problem anymore." He looked at the elf as if he were looking at a favorite piece of clothing: "The elf that can be selected by that conscious body will not be an ordinary elf, if I guessed correctly. , your status in the elves must be very high, and the lifespan of high elves is almost comparable to that of low-level gods. As long as I get your body, I will no longer have to worry about not having a body to use."

As he spoke, the patterns on the ground suddenly lit up.

The elf lowered his head suddenly, and was shocked to realize that the pattern that he thought was just an ordinary decoration was actually a hidden magic circle.

And this formation——

"It's the Forbidden Demon Array!"

The elf was in a daze. Why was he always inseparable from this thing?In the past, the devil used the magic-forbidden bracelet to lock him, but now the sun god also used the magic-forbidden array to deal with him.

Sure enough, he comes across as a weakling who knows nothing but magic?

"Haha, you discovered it too late!" Tralomio laughed loudly: "The Forbidden Magic Array has been activated. Without your magic power, you can't do anything. The Great Elf Mage Luvita Lagerfeld... Lord Sevester."

The elf was stunned: "You know me?!"

Unexpectedly, not only did he recognize the other party, but the other party also recognized him.

But this guy is face-blind, so how did he recognize him?

"Of course I know you." Tralomio said proudly: "I said, I swallowed that consciousness and got its memory, so I know very well what kind of character it and its body are. They Only the best will be chosen to call.”

Tralomi pointed at himself: "I was the strongest among the gods who were still awake at that time, and you -"

"The elves have two of the most outstanding elves, the Elf Queen and the Elf Grand Mage. I have been in contact with the Elf Queen and remember her aura, so you can only be the Grand Mage. Am I right?"

Tralomio knew by the look on his face that he was right.

"In order to prevent your body from being harmed and affecting my use, I have painstakingly arranged this magic ban array."

The elf said coldly: "But I am also an outsider. Even if you succeed, you will still be expelled."

"No, you won't. That consciousness will put a mark on the summoned object to prevent the savior it summons from being thrown out of the world. It was originally on my body, but the mark was also erased when I swallowed it."

"So, you are the most suitable candidate."

"Now, give your body to me! Your soul will also become my nourishment and merge with me."

"This is an honor that no one else can ask for."

The fallen god finally tore off all disguises, stared at his prey with a ferocious face, and pressed forward step by step.

Soon, he will no longer have to worry about being expelled, this world will eventually belong to him!

The author has something to say: Elf: How can you still recognize me when you are so blind? ! ! ! ∑( ° △ °)︴

Demon King: His body!His soul!Everything about him belongs to me, you scumbag, go to hell! (#‵′)convex

Sun God: I always feel like I’m going to suffer o(╥﹏╥)o

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