The old and calm voice approached slowly, and the words full of vicissitudes stopped in the ears of the Extremely Black Law God, more like a vague warning: "What if...... If you don't want to leave, then stay here forever! The Forest of Tranquility is vast enough to accommodate the existence of a Dark Magister!"

The Extreme Black God refused to admit defeat, and he had to fight again if he condensed his magic power. But at this moment, the dense fog beside him suddenly dispersed, and at least 100,000 green leaves were densely packed in a circle, and as long as the Extreme Black God resisted slightly, he would attack him at the same time!!

His ability to press the bottom of the box was cracked, and he was besieged by these blades that obviously contained magical power. The Extreme Black God was anxious and angry, and shouted angrily: "Hmph, you are powerful!, but one day I will let this little girl be used by me, let's wait and see!!"

With that, the Extreme Black God turned around and left the dense fog, not waiting for an opportunity any longer. After all, calmness has always been one of its strengths!

The red-haired man sensed that the Extremely Black God was walking away, and after a while he ordered the flower bones under him to disperse, and he walked out with a long sigh of relief, landing on a huge tree house!

"Whew, finally got rid of this guy!Wendy, are you alright?!"

"Of course it's okay, inhale ~ what a rich breath of life?!" She looked back at the giant tree that was close at hand, and had to be taller than many peaks, and couldn't help asking, "Is this the tree of life?"

The red-haired man nodded, "That's right! It's just that it always feels weird! Usually, when I sneak in, this place is already full of high elves, why is there not even a shadow of an elf today?!"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Lost Continent, a white-haired old man with a long staff sits leaning on the edge of a boulder, his eyes closed as if he was taking a nap. Around the old man was a sword grass forest more than one person high, this tall and hard strip-like plant was as hard as iron, and it was easy to cut through the skin if you didn't pay attention when you walked by!

However, it was in the depths of this extremely dangerous plant that there was a soft sound of rustling, and it was not long before it approached the old man, and he was forced to open his eyes.

"Since you're here, why are you still hiding! I really don't recognize who you are? Hmph, the edge of the blade of the sword grass is extremely sharp, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it sharpens iron like mud! To be able to move freely through the patches of sword grass requires incredible agility. Looking at the entire Lost Continent, only you High Elves and Wood Elves who can't come out of the Elven Holy Land can do it, right?!"

"Before I left, the elders of the tribe praised Mr. Ferguson for his extreme intelligence! I thought it was a compliment, but now that I have met him, I know that it is not adulterated at all! Mi Hashir, the leader of the High Elves, led the whole clan to meet Mr. Ferguson! Mr. Repay the old friendship and help us through this difficult time!!"

What kind of weapons do you want to build, and what kind of materials do you want to bring?! Time is precious in the Sky Furnace, I have to pinch it for a while, but I don't have time to waste time trying to build garbage!!"

As soon as the old man known as Mr. Ferguson finished speaking, hundreds of heavily armed High Elves came out of the sword grass around him. Some of these high elves are carrying bows and arrows and daggers, some are holding oak staffs, and some are too young, tightly tugging on the corners of their parents' clothes, leaning on their parents' legs and secretly looking at the white-haired old man sitting on the boulder, trying to guess from the appearance why the elders have such respect for this red-faced human old man!!

Regardless of the equipment they were wearing, these High Elves all had long, sword-like pointed ears, round, clear eyes, and pale skin that was transparent enough to see blood vessels.

Mikhail, who claimed to be the leader of the High Elves, came out in line, held a sack in front of Ferguson with both hands, half-knelt on the ground, and explained with great respect: "Mr. Ferguson, black magic has once again descended on the Lost Continent, and has so far attacked more than a dozen human cities, along with our five compatriots have also been killed!

In order to prevent the High Elves from being tortured by the dark magic or consumed by this fire as the prophecy says, I have to risk everything and use the most precious materials I can find, please start building a longbow that can be called a demigod for my High Elf clan!!"

"Longbow...... Let me see the material first! I'm not completely sure if it will be successful or not!"

Mikhail hurriedly tore open the sack, and looked at Ferguson as he reached into the sack and groped: "You are so modest, Mr. Ferguson!! You are one of the few remaining blacksmith grandmasters on the Lost Continent! You are a legendary powerhouse who has built three demigods, and a longbow must be absolutely fine!"

Ferguson touched the materials in the sack, and his mouth, which was surrounded by a white beard, kept moving, as if he was exploring different ideas for building a longbow, and after a while, he shook his head and said: "It still doesn't work! The Star Moon Demon Stone containing countless magic power is taken from the Heavenly Fox Tendon on the body of the Eighth Order Demonic Beast, both of which are first-class forging materials! And those three Wyvern Fangs are also rare treasures in ten years." Together, these three materials are enough to create a powerful weapon that is the envy of the world. But it......'s still far from a demigod!

Ferguson deliberately stopped when he said this, and looked directly at Mikhail: "Mikhail, you want to use the blood of all the High Elves as a catalyst to take this opportunity to forcibly activate the divine power, right?!!?"

Mikhail nodded and said: "According to the records of the magic books handed down by our clan, this is the only way to activate the divine power of the elves!! and I don't want any compatriots to sacrifice for this, so I thought of a compromise to take three drops of blood from each high elf, so that no elves will die!"

"But the probability of success will also decrease! Let me ask you again, have you really thought it through?"

Mikhail looked back at the High Elves behind him, and all kinds of contradictory and chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind, and he nodded for a long time: "Of course, Mr. Ferguson!"

Ferguson smiled: "Very well, you are a decisive leader, Mikhail!

"You will receive the eternal friendship of the High Elves, Mr. Ferguson......!

"The first condition will not pass!Friendship?heh, it's not as valuable as one of my ass!!Goodbye!!" Ferguson turned his head to leave.

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