Ninety-seven years of the Yumea Empire.

The Sun Elves sprung up, and a group of special troops appeared, entering the Elf King Capital, Silvermoon City, bringing a violent shock to the entire Yumia Elf Empire.

"A flying horned eagle archer?"

"An elven knight riding a special magical beast?"

In the streets of the royal capital, they saw two powerful elves in special costumes, and when they entered the city, the elf kings all greeted them, and they couldn't help but breathe shortly.

Countless elves saw that the sun elves were about to rise!

But in the next second, something even more terrifying happened, with the two special "elf heroes" getting the pass, an elite "elf hero" troops slowly and neatly walked into the city, and a month of horsemanship, horned eagle archers, appeared in large numbers in the crowd.

Heroes of the Elven Race of the Whole People?

For elves who have never seen a big scene, their minds are already blank.

Gradually, however, in the crowd, there were elves from the palace whispering, "They are all ordinary elves of the sun elves..... Walking in front of the strongest, that is the real Sun Elf hero - Druid Mikina. ”

"Really the same as Emperor Yumea?" the elves were surprised, their curiosity incomparably inflated.

"It is said that it is different, there is no hero altar, once you die, you can't be resurrected, but it is said that the sun elf tribe, there is a real sun elf hero, who can be resurrected from the hero altar, called alchemist, can see these powerful elves, and druid Mikina... He created it. ”

"Alchemist, a hero who can create elven heroes?"

"Oh my God, can she turn me into a hero?"

The entire Silvermoon City was in a state of boiling.

Feeling that his worldview was shattered, he looked at these sun elves with envy, and the sun elves were also full of pride, and walked forward with their heads held high, "Because of krypton, it makes us strong!"

"What is krypton?" asked the other simple elves.

Over the next few days, it became clear that they had come to join the war and carry out a Terran roundup.

The addition of such a powerful new force has made the entire Elven Empire more than three times stronger?

After all, the previous elves were only supported by Yumia, and the rest were ordinary elves, and the advantage was really not great, and the growth period of human beings was too fast, and the speed of reproduction and adulthood far exceeded that of the elves who only came of age at the age of eighty.

On the Elven King's Palace.

"The Sun Elves, the new Elven heroes.... Alchemist Keiya. The Yumia Elven Emperor frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Already waiting outside to prepare for the audience? Then let her go to the palace to meet the Emperor!"

Brush pull.

A moment later, the alchemist Keiya strode into the palace, and he had truly seen the Elven Emperor with his own eyes.

He looked up, and a domineering coercion rushed towards him, "This Yumia is the real Yumia! I can feel her terror, her strong personality and charisma, and her decisive heart!"

This is more like genuine goods, in contrast, someone who uses external forces is the fake Elven Emperor.

Bang dang!

A pair of noble gold-patterned black boots fell to the ground.

In the next second, the elven emperor Yumia suddenly appeared in front of her, her delicate white long legs as jade attacked, without any words, she came up to fight and temptation, and obviously felt the terrifying murderous intent of the other party.

"If I don't resist, I'll die!"

A creepy thought appeared in Akinayama's mind, but he had no ability to resist at all, and he was instantly kicked to the ground, one foot on his face, and the terrifying spicy smell came.

"It tastes good. Keyia lay on the ground, her nose twitching, sniffing, "Your foot side dishes should make it up." ”

Yumia's face turned cold.

Boom!

Her feet turned into afterimages and kicked him away, "You're not afraid of my coercion!?"

"Don't be afraid. Keia laughed.

But her face was pale, obviously not comfortable, in order to get close to the legendary most powerful elven emperor, she had already obtained her clothes behind her back, collected dandruff, and arrived.

"I'm not afraid of you because.... I already have your figure!" He took out a spatial ring made of the fruit of life, a bronze Yumia, and slowly walked out, looking at her mechanically.

It's a copy of the life he's created with all his savings, and it's also fused with other creatures to improve it, as he said: like Emperor Qi, copy and paste, and then innovate!

"Audacious, dare to copy my Yumia. Yumia jerked his hand and rushed towards the clone.

Both sides possess terrifying coercion, the same abilities.

And the combat power of the clone, with some other special abilities, the pure combat power is even surpassed, Akinayama Bike Speed thought that at least it could be tied, but he never expected that this copy Yumia would not have any power to fight back from beginning to end.

Knock knock!

A pair of legs is like a storm, and with the poisonous wheel, it is so subtle that it is unbelievable.

In less than ten moves, the clone was instantly defeated.

"This is a terrifying combat genius!" he watched his alchemy puppet defeat, his mind a little blank, "All these years out of his own way, the demon hunter from then appeared in front of her, I was afraid that I would be killed in an instant, and then captured alive, and I didn't need my help at all." ”

Sure enough, the artificial man he made himself was perfectly copied, but he did not have the wisdom to fight.

"The Elven Emperor spares his life, and the little one is willing to surrender!"

After a while, the Akinayama car surrendered quickly, bending and stretching.

"Remember, there will only be one Emperor Jumea in the future, and you are not allowed to copy me again. Yumia sat back on the Elven Throne and said coldly.

"Is there really only one?" said Akinayama at speed.

Yumia was stunned and looked at him meaningfully, "It seems that you are indeed not as ill-intentioned as the last traitor, and you have won the trust of the elf ancient tree, and have already told you the matter, then, I can also trust you..... In the past, Yumia lost her glory, betraying the elves, it is our greatest shame, she is dead, I am the only elven king in this world, the god of elves, Yumia, eternal guardian of the glory of our elves. ”

Qiu Mingshan looked at this elven emperor at a high speed, as if he saw a strong elven monarch, the real rise of an elven era.

"The times, perhaps without my interference, will go as it should be. ”

.....

On the other side, the Demon Hunter was still watching the woodcutter.

This woodcutter boy, with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek, a face covering the sky, a hideous appearance, two tiger teeth sticking out of his lips, like fangs.

He watched secretly for several days, and found him curled up in a thatched hut outside the mountain in an elven town.

For the elves who love beauty, he is extremely ugly, not to mention that he is an elf traitor, and the offspring born from the union with humans will be thrown to him by the elves and let him go up the mountain to chop wood in exchange for food.

The boy did not hold a grudge, knowing the pain that humans had brought to the elves, as long as he exchanged firewood, those beautiful elves could give him food and allow him to live here, which was already very kind.

On this day, he went up the mountain again.

Bang bang bang!

After chopping wood, the deformed boy frantically swung the machete, slashed a huge black stone, and his arms holding the axe were already twitching slightly, and his palms began to bleed because of the impact.

He had a penchant for chopping stones, wielding an axe thousands of times a day.

Slash!

Slash!

The blood of the arm is seeping in, and the pain is tearing the body, but it feels good to face death like this, as long as you slash wildly, you can forget your race, status, gender, origin, appearance....

Don't bother with anything.

It's a nice feeling to just slash and slash.

After dark, he returned to his room and handed the firewood to the elf, who continued to curl up in the room, silently waiting for the next day to come.

In the past few days, Irfan has been observing this young man with a peculiar style of life, and found that his physique has an amazing atavistic phenomenon, and there are signs of ancestral witches, "It's just a madman! He is obviously not welcomed, he has a grudge against him, but he does not resentment at all, he is so stupid that he is monotonous, and the points in his brain are added to his physique? ”

It's just unbelievable.

His demon true body is constructed in imitation of the real body of the ancestral witch, and this young man is even more suitable for the bloodline of the real body of the ancestral witch, which seems to be fused with the bloodlines of elves, demons, and human races, and some subtle mutation has occurred.

"I'm a crazy person with extreme physical talent, but I look a little stupid. "None of these species that can evolve potential can really fight, and they still have to rely on indigenous geniuses.

Thinking of this, he quickly soared into the air and looked at the young man.

The boy was chopping a boulder, slightly startled, and looked up.

"Are you a Terran powerhouse?" The ugly boy dropped his blood-soaked axe and was shocked.

Arthur is the first human in the world, the ancestor of all human races, and the only sixth-order powerhouse who can fly.

"You can think so. Irfan tempted: "What's your name?"

"I don't have a name, my parents were in love and were taken to the Tree Prison, I live in the town, and the elves call me an ugly human.... Ugly. "The ugly boy was a little ashamed of the name and taciturn.

"You want power, fame, power, anything?" said Irvan, a demonic routine.

"I don't want to. The boy shook his head, "The elf sisters are very kind to me, even though I am the child of the enemy, they still do not drive me out of town, and even when the patrol comes, they pretend not to know me." ”

"You don't have what you want?" Irfan was stunned.

The first time I met a child who had no desires, it seemed that he was slashing at a stone, was his monotonous and pure joy and pleasure to the limit?

Is this person a masochist!

As long as you slash, you will feel hearty and happy?

"What do I want?" the young Ugly was stunned, "I want to see my parents, but I can't practice spells." ”

Irfan was stunned and immediately sensed his body and found that there was indeed something wrong with him and he was unable to follow the path of Dharma cultivation.

It was because of the physique atavism, he was closer to the terrifying ancestral witch physique.

It's just a pity that this ugly boy like a beast has no way to cultivate the Nine Transformations Xuangong, his wisdom is too low.

"Then stop the war, so that the elves and humans can live in harmony, I don't have any exercises, only simple physical cultivation exercises. He thought about it, and handed him the Nine Turns Xuangong, "If you can't learn it, you can only cultivate the body cultivation and forging body exercises in it, right?"

"Good. The boy remained silent.

On the other side, deep underground, Di Qi, who was covered by a thick crust, opened his eyes slightly, "Interesting... The Life Alchemy Factory? Very good, but it's mine now. ”

"I referred to it countless times before I understood the principle, and I simulated this weird replica life with Taoism, learned his creative life, caught three races, and experimented countless times before I artificially hybridized an ugly boy with mixed blood.... It's just a pity that it's very imperfect, the combat power is low, and the wisdom is low, but every intelligent life is unique, ugly... I hope you can surprise me. ”