After a stormy journey, Rogge finally made it back to the imperial capital Richelieu. W ww/QuANbEn-XiAoShUo\c OmAfter he changed out of his tattered robe, he immediately went to see the manager, Sarah Winger.
At this time, his energy and physical strength have reached the limit, and Androni is far away in the City of Oracle, so when he meets the old manager, the fat man can take some time to rest. Because as long as Rogge is in the imperial palace, the wrath of the goddess of nature will not act.
It was late at night.
In a remote room in the Imperial Palace, the old manager was sitting peacefully in a chair, looking at Rogge expressionlessly with a pair of cloudy eyes. The dim magic flame kept jumping, and the dim yellow light made every wrinkle on the old manager's face appear particularly clear. It seemed that this waning old man might fall to the ground and sleep forever at any moment.
Roger had no courtesy or greetings with the old manager. In front of this unfathomable old man, the less you say, the less mistakes you make. So getting straight to the point is a good choice.
He frowned, opened his mouth, and spat out a large piece of dark brown moss. The unbearable stench immediately filled the entire room.
But the old manager's cloudy eyes immediately brightened up!
He stretched out his bony hand and took the piece of moss tremblingly. He clicked a few times in the air with his other hand, and several of them immediately lit up. The bright light staggered down from different angles and illuminated every corner of the moss, leaving no shadow.
Rogge was a little shocked. These light balls are not magic rays, but are condensed from fighting spirit, and they are non-attribute fighting spirit that does not have the function of light. It's just that these fighting spirits are so condensed that they emit dazzling brilliance. Although this move is not as strange and unpredictable as the one when testing the wrath of the goddess of nature that day, it is still a rare magical skill.
After a long time, the old manager finally let out a sigh of relief. He raised his head and said slowly: "I can't believe that you are actually willing to go to the Dragon Cemetery."
"Being able to get Dragon Bone Grass for the Emperor, no matter how dangerous it is, is worth it."
The old manager nodded. He stood up and took out a black silk satin box. Carefully put the keel grass in. Then he sat down again.
The house was still filled with the lingering stench, but it was the stench coming from the keel grass. Dragon bone grass is extremely precious and not something anyone can imagine. For many old people who are approaching the end of their lives, even a little smell of keel grass is good.
The old manager pondered for a moment and finally spoke: "The last time the Empire was born in the Dark Forest, the purpose was precisely for the dragon bone grass that only appeared in the Dragon Cemetery. The emperor was ambitious and had not yet completed half of his youthful ambitions. Of course he was unwilling to do so. Sleep like this. In fact, the empire has long known that there is a dragon cemetery in the deepest part of the dark forest. But there have been no soldiers. The real reason why they can march this time is that the druid of Yunxiao City said that they can pray for the power of the goddess of nature to suppress The flame tyrant has been living in the crevices of the abyss since ancient times. If they want to enter the Dragon Cemetery, the imperial army will use the lives of most of its soldiers to attract the attention of the cemetery guards in the Dragon Tomb, and then the strong men will attack the cemetery and take it out. Dragon Bone Grass is the reason why the army has not yet reached the territory of the Flame Tyrant, but has already suffered heavy losses from the endless earth monsters in the dark forest. Rui can't even suppress those monsters, so how can he suppress the owner of the dark forest, the flame tyrant in the gap of the abyss? ? The emperor had doubts about this, so he ordered the withdrawal on the spot. I thought that it would be impossible to see dragon bone grass in my lifetime. "
The old manager seemed a little tired after speaking for the first time. He took a few breaths before continuing to ask: "I can see that you have made great achievements in necromancy magic. How can you hide it from the cemetery guardian of Dragon Tomb?" It's possible, but how did you escape the Fire Tyrant's attention and pass through his territory?"
Rogge said: "Sir Sarawenge, the villain has better luck. This time the flame tyrant left the abyss gap for some unknown reason. So I was able to easily travel through his territory and retrieve the dragon bone grass for the emperor. "
The old manager nodded. With your current magic power, it seems that the guardian of the cemetery cannot appease the Dragon Tomb, so he should have sneaked into the cemetery. Your loyalty to the Empire is clear when you take such a risk and enter the Dark Forest. Don't worry, I will faithfully convey this loyalty to the Emperor. "
Rogge was overjoyed and immediately saluted and thanked him.
At this time, several bright Dou Qi light groups in the room had disappeared, and the room returned to darkness. The old manager's sharp eyes turned cloudy again. He leaned lazily on his chair. Hearing the howling night wind outside the window, he said slowly: "Winter is coming."
Rogge was startled and could only continue vaguely: "Yes, you must pay attention to your health..."
The old manager seemed not to have heard Rogge's words, and said to himself: "Winter is the cruelest season in the north. On the land covered with ice and snow, there is no food, and there is no grass for cattle and sheep to eat. Every winter, there is no food on the land in the north. Knowing how many young lives will be abandoned in the snow park, allowing them to become food for the snow wolves. When the spring season comes, the only major thing for the tribes wandering in the northern land is to prepare food for the next winter. The north is different from the affluent south. Behind all the killings, bloodshed and wars here, there is actually the simplest thing, food."
As Rogge listened, fine cold sweat began to break out on his forehead. As soon as the old manager stopped speaking, he immediately asked: Now that the empire is strong, as long as you have money, you can exchange it for food. "
"In times of crisis, food can save lives, but gold coins cannot be eaten."
Rogge nodded heavily and sighed: "But it's winter now... It seems that the only thing I can do is ask for help from my friends."
"In winter, food comes first. Although friendships that transcend life do exist, the foundation of most friendships is still based on the quicksand of interests." The old manager's deep and hoarse voice struck again and again. Rogge's heart.
Rogge was silent for a long time, and finally said: "My wisdom is shallow and I really can't think of a solution. I have to ask you to show me a way."
"There is a kind of blood-type demon wolf in the wilderness. In winter, they can move thousands of miles and plunder everywhere for food. If they can't find food and endanger the survival of the entire group, there will be a battle for the position of the wolf king within the wolf pack. . The weak ones will be eliminated and become food for other survivors. Therefore, no matter how long the winter is and how scarce the food is, the blue-backed demon wolf can always survive in the northern wilderness. However, in one winter, the wolf king is It’s unclear how many times it has changed, or whether it’s still the same one as before.”
Rogge nodded and understood, then let’s prey first! It's just that some of my former friends may think differently. Their voices are still very loud. "
"When night comes, everyone will rest, including the Emperor. As long as the sound is not too loud, you will not wake up the Emperor."
I saw the old manager looking a little tired. Roger resigned.
When going out. Rogge suddenly thought that he didn't know if the old manager would keep some dragon bone grass for his own use. Compared with other intelligent races. Human lifespans tend to be much shorter. However, the relationship between the simultaneous growth of strength and lifespan, which is very obvious in other intelligent races, is not reflected at all in humans.
Judging from historical records, some people who are also strong in the holy realm can live for hundreds of years, while others have a lifespan similar to that of ordinary people. It seems that I need to consult the old fox Xius about this issue in the future. This not only helps Fatty understand more about the world of these mysterious old guys, but also gives him a clear understanding of the enemy's strength.
When he thought of Hughes, Rogge couldn't help but hate him. This old guy comes and goes whenever he wants, and appears and disappears every day. Since he hasn't appeared for so long, I don't know what he has been doing.
After returning to his residence, Rogge immediately began to deal with government affairs. His trip to the Dragon Tomb took a lot of time, so when he came back, various documents, secret reports, and letters had piled up.
He rummaged through the letters for a long time and pulled out two secret letters. One was written by Prince Kerry of the Principality of Leighton, and the other was written by Duke Doriac. The contents of the two letters were similar. They responded enthusiastically to Rogge's request to purchase grain from Didi a month ago, saying that they were mobilizing grain and would be able to transport enough grain into the Principality of Are before the end of the year.
Rogge smiled coldly and threw the two letters into the table emperor's brazier.
Ever since Rogge stepped out of the Central Mountains, the Principality of Arei has been hit by wars one after another. After the Holy Alliance disintegrated and the principality was merged into the Asrofic Empire, the rebellion in the occupied areas caused by the Redbud Butterfly Fuze severely damaged the vitality of the principality. Since then, Adele's aggressive militarism has mobilized a large number of young and middle-aged people for military training, and to a large extent, large areas of farmland have been abandoned.
After annexing several countries one after another, the Principality of Are not only expanded its territory several times, but its population also expanded several times. But the flames of war scorched the earth, and the pasture and wheat were trampled by horses' hooves into a mess. As the autumn harvest season was approaching, Rogge suddenly realized a serious problem. His people would have to face a winter of hunger and cold.
In fact, Rogge didn't care about these internal affairs at all, but after the death of Hilley, Adele, who lost her child, had no interest in government affairs. Without these two major boosts, all the shortcomings of the old and complicated bureaucracy of the Principality of Are were exposed, including forming cliques for personal gain, reporting good news but not bad news, deceiving superiors and concealing subordinates, and so on.
The severe situation of extreme food shortage was reported to Rogge by Horn, who was in charge of intelligence. However, although General Horn is capable and loyal, he is busy laying out and consolidating the intelligence network. This matter is equally important to the principality.
And on the other hand, Horn is a very good hunting dog, but not a diligent working ox, and he is not suitable for government affairs.
Roger stood up and walked around the room with a sullen face. Behind him, a chair quietly stretched out and transformed into more than ten cat-like monsters. Two-inch-long fangs protruded from their mouths, and they rushed towards Rogge's back with light and silent steps.
Rogge suddenly turned around and shouted, and more than ten little ferocious beasts were immobilized on the spot, unable to move! Only one escaped the shackles of magic and rushed forward with a roar!
The fat man sneered, stretched out his hand to catch the ferocious beast, and with one force, tore it into two pieces! Despite this, the anger in Luo Ge's heart could not be vented. He strode forward, one by one with his kicks, crushing the ferocious beasts that were held in place by magic, and then he felt the bad breath in his chest.
The fat man gasped for breath. The angry heart calmed down a little. He walked to a large terrain map of the empire and surrounding areas hanging on the wall, and carefully thought about the future situation.
Three days later. Rogge was unexpectedly called into the imperial palace.
In the Maple Leaf Hall, which is famous for its late autumn beauty, a dozen of the empire's most important officials were already sitting on the throne in the center. Emperor Feuerbach looked rosy and energetic, as if he was ten years younger. The emperor was obviously in a very good mood and was chatting and laughing with his ministers.
Rogge entered the Maple Leaf Hall under the waiter's fuse and sat at the lowest position. The door to Maple Leaf Hall immediately closed behind him.
The emperor looked around the audience and said: "Not long ago, Duke Frederick suddenly fell seriously ill and died. You all already know the news. I have called you here this time to discuss the ownership of the "Tide" Legion. As well as the battle strategy for the southeastern front of the empire. You don’t have to have any scruples and speak freely! Alexander, let’s start first!”
Alexander thought for a moment. Then he began to state the strategy of the empire's southeastern front. He spoke eloquently for a long time. But there was no mention of the "Tide" military talents. What Pompeo talked about next was all about strategy and tactics, completely avoiding the ownership of the "Tide" legion. After being favored and trained, the ministers followed suit one after another. "Xi Legion avoided talking about it.
After all the ministers had finished speaking, it was finally Rogge's turn. Although Fatty wanted to fight back to the south, he had not considered the strategic issues of the southeastern front at all. Before Frederick became natural, it had nothing to do with Rogge at all. However, the fat man was able to cope with this situation. He copied things here and there, took all the opinions that had been agreed upon by the public, and presented them as his own opinions. In this way, although he will not be able to do anything outstanding, he will never make a fool of himself on this unprepared issue.
Seeing that everyone was "speaking freely," Emperor Feuerbach coughed, and the Maple Leaf Hall was immediately silent.
"The Tide Legion was divided into two. The 1st, 23rd and 3rd Corps were placed under the command of Pompey, and together with the Poseidon Legion, they were responsible for attacking the Lucerne Principality Alliance. The 456th Corps was commanded by Rogge, and the Principality of Are transferred 40,000 troops to attack. The Principality of Cecle and the Empire of Delaware. This appointment takes effect immediately! Rogge, Pompey, you each go back to prepare, and you will arrive at the frontline station in one month. That's it!"
Before the astonished ministers could speak, Emperor Feuerbach stood up and left. The old manager who always followed the emperor gave Rogge a meaningful look when he left.
Not only the faces of the powerful ministers were full of astonishment, but even Rogge himself was open-mouthed, completely unable to believe the order issued by the emperor.
The three major armies of the empire have been fighting for many years, and the armies are all elite soldiers with extremely strong combat capabilities. The "Tide" army only has 80,000 soldiers, and its combat power can be imagined. Most of the special units and military mages in the "Tide" legion are allocated to the first, second and third corps. Judging from the strength of the troops, the first three corps also account for 50,000 people. But the last three corps with 30,000 soldiers are also a huge force. In the Emperor's Eye City, the new rookie troops in the Rogge Principality were assigned to the "Tide" Legion to dig forts and carry ordnance. If you really want to go into battle to kill the enemy, I'm afraid the effect will be more negative.
Roger is also self-aware in this regard. Except for less than 10,000 veterans in the Principality of Are, they are all newly recruited soldiers who have not been trained enough. The Dark Side of the Moon, Tickton warriors and Spartan knights combined totaled less than 2,000 people. In a large-scale war, this number is simply not enough to turn the tide of the war. Therefore, Feuerbach asked Rogge to dispatch 40,000 troops to the southeastern front, just to give him a step up.
In fact, there is another layer of meaning in this. According to the imperial tradition, when the subordinate troops are recruited for an expedition, the military supplies, equipment, salaries and pensions of the mobilized troops will all be borne by the empire. Normally, this expense is nothing to a vassal country, but for the Principality of Are, whose treasury is currently empty and its granaries are at the bottom, this is simply equivalent to the empire paying to help Rogge raise 40,000 troops.
Apart from providing help in times of need, Rogge could not think of a better adjective at this moment.
Rogge, who ruled a country, was already one of the most powerful officials in the empire. Now that they had acquired the most elite 30,000 "Tide" warriors, their power immediately rose to a higher level. The eyes of the powerful officials looking at him were completely different now. But on those faces that suddenly became more enthusiastic, the deep doubts couldn't be concealed.
How could half of the empire's most elite legions be suddenly handed over to a surrendered general who had served the empire for less than a year
Although they were confused, the result was irreversible. However, these cunning guys only looked at the results and did not care about the process. As soon as they saw Rogge's power increasing, they immediately changed their faces.
Pompeo and Rogge left the Maple Leaf Hall side by side. He said affectionately: "Sir Rogge, I really didn't expect to be able to fight side by side again so soon. What Frederick couldn't do after more than ten years, we can do it." It may not be impossible! Mr. Rogge, you have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, but you must work hard! Don’t let me steal the Delaware Empire first and take away the credit!"
Rogge laughed and said with a hint of pride: "Don't worry, Mr. Pompey! I won't take it lightly. But having said that, you must also be careful about those small principalities in your hands falling into my hands!"
The two of them talked and laughed all the way out of the palace. As they approached the gate of the imperial palace, Chong Pei finally distanced himself from Luo and said goodbye. Rogge knew that Pompeo knew very well that he had been struck by the wrath of the goddess of nature. As long as he took a few more steps toward the gate of the imperial palace, the mysterious power of the imperial palace that suppressed the wrath of the goddess of nature would disappear.
It seems that Pompey was very aware of the existence and scope of this mysterious power. Outside of this power, staying with Rogge becomes a very dangerous thing.
Looking at Pompeo's leaving figure, the fat man still had a slightly proud smile on his lips, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes.
As soon as he returned home, Rogge immediately sent several secret letters to the principality, instructing the Redbud Butterfly to immediately organize the army and pick up 40,000 potential recruits to prepare for the southeastern front of the empire. On the other hand, Rogge sent people to find Dulin's whereabouts in the Central Mountains. He needed to confirm the results of his survey and whether he had defected.
The fat man hesitated for a while and finally wrote the third secret letter. The letter asked the Ticton warriors and the Spartan Knights to prepare for war and to accompany the army as soon as he arrived in the principality.
Rogge planned to return to the City of Oracle and bring all the elf troops with him. Once these elite troops are lost, it will make him very sad. However, poets often say that "the fate of a soldier is to sleep on the battlefield." Although Rogge does not believe this nonsense, if it does not experience the baptism of war from time to time, no matter how powerful the army is, it will slowly become mediocre.
He is deliberately planning to open the door to the south and use the power of the wild warriors from the north to defeat his former opponents.
In fact, Rogge himself is a little unclear now. The reason that has supported his crazy pursuit of strength and power for so long is the love that suddenly broke out at the beginning, or the paranoia that has become a habit for a long time.
The jumping rhythm of the magic flames in the room suddenly changed a little.
Rogge's pupils shrank, and he was still reading the document nonchalantly, seemingly completely unaware that someone had quietly sneaked into the magic barrier he had set up.
At this moment, there is no strong person around Rogge, but the level of the person coming does not seem to be too high or too high. Besides, the wrath of the goddess of nature is a double-edged sword. Although it threatens Fatty's life all the time, it is equally dangerous for anyone entering its range. The person approaching does not know which piece or equipment on his body will be activated by the divine power of the goddess of nature. If the strength is insufficient, even his skin and internal organs may become victims of the wrath of the goddess of nature.
Although the room looked the same, Roger knew that someone had entered the room. The intruder used an unknown ability, which was neither invisibility magic nor the concealment that killers specialize in. It looked like the innate invisibility ability of some kind of Warcraft.
It's just that with Rogge's wisps of mental power spread throughout the room, no matter what kind of invisibility method the intruder uses, he can't escape Fatty's induction.
Rogge suddenly smiled and said, "Why don't you say hello when you come?"
Before he finished speaking, the fat man, who had never raised his head, waved his left hand under the table like lightning!
At this time, he already had a magic blade composed of shadows in his hand. Although the magic weapon formed by the sixth-level magic 'Casas' Claw' is far inferior to the eighth-level Mork's Blade, it is still more powerful than ordinary high-quality magic weapons.
The shadow blade, which was only two meters long, silently cut through the heavy desk and passed by the intruder's waist.
But what reached Rogge's ears was not the expected scream, but an exclamation, and the exclamation sounded very familiar.
When Rogge saw the person coming, his expression looked extremely unkind: "Elder Hughes! Have you finished your important work?"
"Yes, it took a lot of effort to handle it properly! If I hadn't gone back in time, the consequences would be unimaginable. Fortunately, although I am old, my movements are still very brisk. I came back in time. What was the delay?"
The fat man snorted and his expression became even uglier. It can be said that he has been through life and death in the dark forest, stealing dragon bone grass, seizing dragon pattern skulls, and trapping Moonlight Dragon City. Several major things have been completed one by one. Now when everything has settled, this old guy has shown up, and he actually has the nerve to say anything. Did you come back in time
He didn't ask why Hughes suddenly left. If the old fox doesn't want to say it, there's no point in asking.
Hughes took a chair and sat down opposite Rogge. He is no longer as nervous and embarrassed as he was a while ago. He regained his usual calmness and chicness. However, there was a half-foot-long rip in the waist of Hughes' light blue robe, which destroyed his glorious image of being calm and under control.
This crack was naturally left by the 'Claws of Casas'. Although Hughes walked into the room openly just now, Rogge somehow judged Hughes' position nearly one meter in advance in his perception. Therefore, the sword that Fatty thought could cut off the intruder ended up just cutting through Hughes' robe. In fact, even this crack was probably intentional by Hughes.
If Rogge simply stared at the door, he could directly see Hughes coming in.
The fat man frowned and ignored Hughes at all, just thinking hard about the scene just now.
A mediocre hand deceives the eyes. The strong deceive perception.
At this moment, Rogge felt as if he had just climbed a mountain. He originally thought he could overlook the earth, but when he looked around, he realized that there were endless towering mountains in the distance!
He thought he had a profound understanding of the soul world and was extremely confident in his ability to manipulate souls. But what happened to Rumfeld shattered his blind confidence in 'erosion'.
He originally thought that his mental power search was everywhere, and even the strong men in the sanctuary could not escape his perception. But tonight, a slight deviation in perception actually caused him to fall into his opponent's trap. If the person who came was not Hughes, but a killer who came with intent, then the moment 'Casas' Claw' failed, Rogge would have been at the mercy of his opponent.
The fat man suddenly remembered that when Xiusi wiped away the power of 'corrosion', he said that his 'corrosion' was still in its most elementary stage.
Only when you climb the mountain in front of you can you see the higher existence. At this moment, in front of Rogge's eyes, a whole new world has unfolded!
Although Rogge's knowledge of this new world is still blank, and he doesn't even know how to start to understand it, he is not worried at all.
The fat man suddenly smiled at Hughes, his smile was gentle and ambiguous, and it made Hughes tremble with fear.
The climate in the mountains is always colder than in the plains.
In this late autumn season in the North, although the sky is blue and the bright and warm sunshine is constantly caressing the earth, the wind in the central mountains still begins to show a hint of chill.
In front of a cliff in the Central Mountains, a waterfall is rushing down from the top of the cliff and pouring into a pool at the bottom of the cliff. Under the bright sunshine, a rainbow of seven colors appears and disappears in the rising mist.
By the clearly visible bottom of the pool, a beautiful elf was kneeling. Suddenly, a gust of breeze swept up a cloud of light mist, wrapping her lightly in it.
Elves are already afraid of the cold, and this mist only adds to the chill of late autumn. Her long, beautiful ears couldn't help but tremble slightly from the cold.
The elf's slender hands were exploring the cold pool water. Although there was no stain on her ice-like hands, she still washed them carefully for a long time.
The wind moved her golden hair, which together with the surrounding environment formed a beautiful picture. The golden sunlight adds a warm and bright color to this picture.
Another gust of wind blew by, and the chill in the wind made the elf tremble again. She took off the extremely gorgeous magic long bow on her back and gently touched it with her hand, appearing a little hesitant. This magic longbow is not the ordinary elven longbow blessed with magic, but the bow of the Elf King.
The Bow of the Elf King had passed through the hands of Raphael and Feng Die, and now it was in her hands.
Finally, the elf looked hatefully into the depths of the central mountain range, jumped up, and ran out of the mountain.
The night has an end. Dawn often comes when people least expect it.
The kings' digging in the heart of the mountain seemed endless. Every time the three kings dig out the ground, they will see a large number of elven archers and elven mages waiting outside the cave. There seemed to be a pair of invisible eyes that captured every move of the kings.
No matter how hard the three kings tried, they could not find out what methods their opponents used to know their actions deep underground. But fighting head-on is definitely not a wise move, so every time, the kings retreated underground in silence. Let the elf mage use magic to destroy the exit to the ground.
Under the mountain, the recovery of the power of death was very slow. In order not to waste any power, the three kings no longer summoned any servants and dug underground passages entirely with their own hands. It didn't take long for the kings to discover that even so, the consumption of death power would exceed the recovery speed. Therefore, the Lich Elgra stopped digging, and instead used the slowly recovering magic power to bless the Bone Emperor and the Black Warrior Emperor with auxiliary magic.
In this way, the three kings were in the dark underground rock formations, calculating every bit of their strength like the stingiest misers, constantly digging for the road to sunshine and freedom.
Dawn is finally coming.
When the bright sunshine, blue sky and towering distant mountains appeared in front of the three kings again, they were surprised to find that there was only a thin elf girl standing in front of them. The long bow in the girl's hand exudes a beautiful and dazzling magical light, and the powerful magical aura rushing towards her face shows that even if this long bow is not an artifact, it is not far from it.
But the power of the elf girl is too weak. Although she is far stronger than ordinary elf archers, not to mention compared to the three kings, even among her own tribe, there are many warriors who are obviously stronger than her. With her level of power, not to mention having only one artifact in her hand, even if her body was covered with artifacts, she would not be able to pose a threat to the kings.
However, the elf girl didn't seem to be afraid at all. She actually opened her magic long bow and shot a dark black arrow at the king!
This sudden and strange situation caused confusion in the king's heart. They are the embodiment of death. Killing the weak elf girl in front of them is just a piece of cake, but where are the other elves? The mysterious enemy who was controlling everything in the dark could never expect this weak elf girl and this weak arrow to kill the three kings.
conspiracy! There must be a conspiracy!
Unfortunately, the kings who have spent a long time in the abandoned land are not good at conspiracy. They realized something was wrong, but they didn't know what the problem was.
The Black Warrior Emperor stretched out his hand and held the dark black arrow with a strange shape in his hand. This time, the three kings were stunned!
The graceful and smooth curves, light cyan patterns, and slowly flowing dark black surges all looked so familiar. Although the kings had never seen those golden decorations, this did not prevent them from recognizing the demon lotus.
The three kings looked at each other. It turns out that the enemy hidden behind all this is actually ***! Is she also in this world
The kings didn't know how *** could command so many elves, but since she was behind the scenes, everything that happened could be explained. She forced the three kings to keep digging deep underground, seemingly to take revenge for what happened in the world of death.
But it seemed that *** just wanted to take a breath of bad breath. Otherwise, with the current weak state of the three kings, the attack before absorbing the power of the ninth knight would be enough to deal with them. Why would there be any need to send some men to block the door
The Black Warrior Emperor looked at the surrounding environment and finally said in a low voice: "Let's... let's go!"
After saying that, he jumped up and flew towards the depths of the central mountain range.
As if she expected that the three monarchs would leave without a fight, Eiffel put the bow of the Elf King back on her back after shooting the demon lotus. In her clear eyes, the figures of the three kings were flying farther and farther away.
Eiffel suddenly remembered something and shouted at the backs of the kings: "Stop all of you! Give me back the things! Otherwise, you will consider the consequences yourself!"
It seemed that her naive threat worked, but the effect was to make the kings run faster. In the blink of an eye, the king's figure disappeared deep into the central mountain range.
Eiffel's face showed anger, she jumped up, jumped lightly among the ancient trees and rocks, and chased the kings in the direction where they disappeared.
Eiffel chased down alone.
She couldn't fly, and she couldn't even jump quickly in the mountains. With her power, not to mention chasing down three kings, even if she faced only one Elgra, if the lich wanted to kill her, she wouldn't even need to recite a spell, just any silent moment? The low-level magic was enough to destroy Eiffel's fragile body in an instant.
But she only remembered what Hughes told her before leaving. 'You must remember to pick it back up', so this elf girl, who was even more paranoid than Rogge in some aspects, pursued her all the way without giving up.
Eiffel's strength is obviously insufficient, but her perception is extremely sensitive. To her, the lingering death auras of the kings were like bright beacons in the dark night.
It didn't take long for the three kings to realize that no matter how hard they concealed their presence, they could not get rid of this persistent and sensitive elf girl. But they are not willing to hurt Eiffel because she seems to have a very close relationship with ***. The Bone Emperor and Elgra, who had always felt guilty for deceiving their mother that day, both advised the Black Warrior Emperor not to cause more trouble in this unknown world and to return the demon lotus to Effie.
Although this move is suspected of giving in under the threat of Eiffel. But this kind of honor and disgrace has long been ignored by the kings.
But for some reason, this time the Black Warrior Emperor refused to return the demon lotus no matter what. The Bone Emperor and Elgra had no choice but to join the Black Warrior Emperor and continue to circle around the central mountain range with Eiffel.
Fortunately, it didn't take long before the severe cold in late autumn finally forced Eiffel to give up tracking. The three kings were relieved, and they could finally find an ideal hiding place in the mountains.
A few days later, Eiffel finally stepped out of the forest and returned to the City of Oracle.
At this time, the city of Oracle was busy. The elves came and went in a hurry, constantly carrying various tools and raw materials, and neatly stacking them in designated places.
Light trucks suitable for traveling in mountainous forests are neatly lined up on both sides of the road inside the city gate. Outside the Oracle City, there are large numbers of snow-hoofed deer that have adapted to the cold climate of the north. They have long been tamed by the elves. When needed, he will be hitched to a light truck and become the main force for transportation in the forest and mountainous areas.
Eiffel ran all the way into the City of Oracle.
A leading elf mage in the city came up to him and asked, "Aiffel, have those three undead creatures left?"
They have been hiding deep in the mountains, and it seems that they will not dare to come out for a while. "Eiffel said bitterly.
The elf mage nodded and said, "Then it seems we can start."
He immediately gave orders to the several elves around him. The City of Oracle has already prepared everything. Just wait for Eiffel to bring back accurate information about the three kings before you can start taking action. Therefore, it didn't take long for the melodious horns and bells to ring throughout the Oracle City, and almost all the elves were busy. Even the young elves' talents allowed them to easily control the snow-hoofed deer to deliver goods far away.
Countless trucks carrying large quantities of tools and building materials rushed to the main peak where the king was once imprisoned. During their long underground career, the three kings dug countless criss-crossing passages under the mountain, almost hollowing out the mountain's belly! Now that they have escaped from the sea of suffering and have seen the evil demon lotus again, they will naturally never return to the mountain where they have worked so hard.
But their hard work will not be in vain. It won't be long before the elves' engineering troops will turn the fruits of the kings' labor into the prototype of a solid and complete underground city.
In turbulent times, such an underground city is likely to be the last refuge of the elves.
Looking at Eiffel who was about to leave, the elf mage asked again: "Eiffel, you seem to be very unhappy. What happened?"
Eiffel did not stop her hurried pace and said as she ran: "They robbed my things and it's not easy to let them go. After I clean up the Temple of the God's Envoy, I will think about how to sue them." shape."
Looking at the retreating figure of this straightforward and simple elf girl, the elf mage helplessly shook his head. He blew a silver whistle, and a huge griffin fell from the sky, carrying him to fly towards the future underground fortress of the elves.
Deep in the central mountains, there is a swamp that has existed for countless years. But his thousand-year peace has been broken. In the center of the swamp, water and sludge were surging, and large clouds of poisonous rotten gas were erupted from the center. Bones kept rising from the bottom of the swamp. After a while, a field made of bones appeared in the center of the swamp.
Not only skeletons emerged from various places in the swamp, but the bodies of several huge native swamp beasts also emerged from the mud. Their power after turning into undead creatures was no weaker than when they were alive. Under the command of the Corpse Witch, they dragged pieces of rotten wood and built them on the edge of the bone ground to become the foundation pillars of the wall.
Slowly, a very crude castle took shape in the swamp.
There is only one small house in the castle, and the three kings are standing in the house, recovering their strength which has been nearly exhausted.
"She won't come after her again, right?" Elgra quietly sent a mental wave to the Bone King.
"have no idea."
Elgra shook her head and began to focus on restoring her magic power.
The kings have not yet understood the complexity of this world, and they do not know that even those women who seem very simple and straightforward cannot be offended casually (Quanben Novel Network www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.com)