in the name of the queen.

Chapter 267 The jade feet are warm

Chapter 267 The jade feet are warm
The day seemed as long as a century.

After seeing Anthony off, Roland waited impatiently for nightfall.

However, the early summer night came very late, and his eagerness made the waiting even more painful.

After finally waiting until night, he drank several bottles of dark beer and fell asleep with the strength of the wine.

Opening his eyes in the dream, Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

He has not entered the dreamland of the elf Sif for several days, and her condition is indeed not good.

Fortunately, today he was determined enough to see her and finally did so.

Elf Sif sat blankly under the huge golden ginkgo tree, her eyes wandering and her spirit listless.

Roland walked over quickly, smelling of alcohol.

Smelling the smell of alcohol, Elf Sif frowned slightly.

The Age of Chaos lasted billions of years and gave birth to life.

Is this wine?

Roland was a little embarrassed and found a place to sit down a few meters in front of her, trying to distance himself as much as possible.

The duration of each era is different, but generally the older the era, the longer it is.

Roland was a little confused. The fragrant smell that penetrated into his soul was not like wine, but like nectar.

The Age of the Gods lasted hundreds of millions of years and gave birth to gods.

Elf nectar was once a wonderful thing used by the upper elves to increase the interest between lovers, but unfortunately it has been lost.

The elf Sif said so, and it would be too pretentious for Roland not to drink.

"This is wine. You smell so bad."

You can taste the history that spans millions of years.

Elf Sif resisted complaining about Roland's alcoholic smell with a more aggressive smell.

But he soon felt relieved. The ancient elves did have the habit of drinking nectar, and some tree elves could even produce special elven nectar.

Looking at the small green bottle that looked like a work of art, Roland even felt reluctant to drink the glass of wine.

He unscrewed the bottle cap, and the fragrance of nature's charming fragrance hit his face.

She barely supported her body, took out the delicate green bottle from somewhere under the tree, and handed it to Roland with difficulty.

"What will you do if I drink?" Roland was a little embarrassed.

"The last time I drank was a few epochs ago, and I don't have a body at all now. Drinking has no meaning for me. Just drink. I can smell your scent after drinking, which is considered indirect drinking."

After all, the tree elves have long been extinct.

"Are you drinking wine?" Elf Sif was a little surprised.

"Sorry, I wanted to fall asleep as soon as possible, so I drank some wine. Since you don't like the taste of alcohol, I promise not to drink it next time I see you."

"Drink, this is the last stock."

The natural era lasted tens of millions of years, giving birth to elves and earth spirits.

The following eras did not last more than three million years, and the current Magic Era lasted only tens of thousands of years.

According to the most optimistic estimates, the Magic Era will not last more than ten years.

Then comes destruction and restart.

The end of evolution is annihilation, and almost all living things will disappear as the plane of Theia restarts.

Unless you become a god and a descendant of the gods.

The sip Roland took came from the distant Third Era, spanning more than seven hundred years.

This is much more exciting than Guojiao 1573.

Thanks to the dream, it was able to be stored for so long.

After just one taste, Roland stopped drinking completely.

He admitted that Elf Sif still showed mercy. According to the standards of the elves, the wine produced by humans is of a level that even dogs cannot drink.

What a great wine.

Smelling Roland's scent, Elf Sif's long-standing memory was awakened. She murmured, completely engulfed in sadness.

She wanted to cry, but no tears fell.

She is only a spirit body now. How can a spirit body have tears?
What she gave Roland was not wine, but special nectar. Only by drinking it and brewing it in the belly can the real taste be released.

This is the smell of home, the smell of the third era.

It's a pity that I can never go back.

Although there were no tears, Elf Sif still habitually wiped her cheek gently with the back of her hand and lowered her head in embarrassment. "Roland, you are so eager to come to me, something must be wrong, right? Tell me, I have less and less time to stay awake."

Roland knew that it was difficult for the elf Sif to maintain her shape, so she quickly asked: "I remember you mentioned a place called Hell. What is that place? Are they full of devils?"

Elf Sif's expression was a little complicated. She thought for a moment and said slowly:
"How should I put it? According to our knowledge, they are indeed devils. Their concepts of good and evil are different from ours. They do whatever they want without any scruples. They only respect their strength."

"And the contract."

Elf Sif added softly: "I didn't stay in Hell for a long time. I managed to survive by selling off my last possessions. Unfortunately, the law enforcer still smelled the smell and came."

Thinking of that experience, Elf Sif felt a little complicated.

She sighed softly and talked about her experience in the underworld.

As a blood elf general, the things she carries with her are not many but of great value.

The devils in Hell gave her a very fair price, and the money allowed her to finally live a decent life after death.

The elf Sif even thought about living in the underworld for a long time, but unfortunately she lived on dancing on the laws of the plane. The world has not forgotten her, and the enforcer of the laws is here.

She had no choice but to flee into the Sea of Annihilation.

Speaking of this place, Elf Sif only summed it up in one sentence.

"Complete death, complete annihilation, endless loneliness, a ghost place that even law enforcers don't want to go to."

The elf Sif jumped into the Sea of Annihilation, and the law enforcer's killing order was also cancelled.

Because she was completely dead and could no longer fight.

Normal life entering the Sea of Annihilation is completely dead and can never leave.

Only the scavengers of Hell occasionally go to the Sea of Annihilation to pick up trash.

The elf Sif was removed from reincarnation in the plane of Theia and completely annihilated.

This story has been told before, but there are some details that Elf Sif did not tell.

Speaking the name Hell from Roland's mouth awakened the dusty past that the elf Sif had experienced.

She didn't notice that Roland took the opportunity of listening to the story to cleverly ask about the situation in the underworld.

She was really tired and needed rest.

Before she fell asleep, Roland asked softly: "What are the belongings you sold?"

"Natural Bracelet."

After saying this, Elf Sif fell asleep again.

Looking at her peaceful face, Roland was thoughtful.

Elf Sif is like a machine without energy input. Every time it is started, it consumes precious energy and will run out sooner or later.

Unless replenished.

A hell devil who keeps his contract? It's really interesting.

No, you shouldn't call them devils, they are free people of the Netherworld.

This is what they call themselves.

This is normal. Who wants to be called a devil? Even the devil himself wouldn't be happy.

Looking at Elf Sif's perfect sleeping face, Roland felt a little more pity in his heart.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of half of her flawless feet exposed. Roland took a few steps closer and picked up the hem of her skirt to cover her up.

When covering the skirt, Roland's hand "accidentally" touched the delicate skin.

His expression changed instantly.

Elf Sif is a spirit body. Although her body can be seen, touching her body directly passes through it.

Only Yuzu is different.

Not only is it a real entity, it even has a temperature.

Neither hot nor cold, 33.3℃.

The standard body temperature of the elves.

Lower body temperature brings low metabolic rate, which makes the elves live long and lazy.

But this is not the point. The point is why the jade feet of the spiritual body have a normal temperature? !

Roland bit his lip and lifted up his skirt while the elf Sif was sleeping.

The perfect pair of snow-white feet lay quietly.

Other than that, it's empty.