There was a roar in the distance, and a scorching flame rose, starting with the fire in the center, and the entire forest where the elves lived in front of him burned. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Honore is flying.

Tamara and Sophie followed him, and Honor, with a girl in each hand, led them through the air at a rapid pace.

Originally, Honoror thought that elves could fly, but he didn't expect to learn that Sophie and Tamara didn't know the simple technique of flying after asking.

No, Honore was wrong at the root.

In fact, in his mind, the elf should be a small butterfly, a beautiful creature with wings that can fly, and of course, the elf in front of him is also beautiful, but it is the size of a human.

"That's a goblin, not an elf, you figure it out for me!"

Sophie was furious when she heard Honor's explanation.

Honore was also a little embarrassed.

However, since he knew that Sophie and they could not fly, Honoror had no choice but to use a temporary contract to take them to the place where the flames were ignited.

Soon, they approached the middle of the flames.

From a distance, you can see a large village, and now the outermost gate of the village has been breached, the inferior wooden doors are scattered on the ground, and all kinds of trampled armor and sword halberds can be seen everywhere.

In the center of the village, a circle of fire was burning.

It seems that it was not an unintentional war, but a magic that someone deliberately unleashed in this way.

"It's the Elder!" Tamara pointed impatiently to the center of the ring of fire, where a group of fair-skinned light elves gathered, strong male elves holding long swords in the middle, weak women and some children in the middle, and in the middle of the circle was an old man with a white beard that dragged him to the ground.

"That is your elder?"

Honoror looked at the old man and asked Sophie.

Sophie, who was being held by Honor, blushed and nodded.

At this moment, Honor's body couldn't help but tremble.

"Watching Me ......"

Honoror muttered to himself, his vision was excellent, and now they were still a kilometer away from the center of the flame, but Honoror saw the old man who was protected in the center looking up and smiling at Honor.

"Has it been discovered? or is it a ......?"

Honore shook his head, he had never seen such a terrible old man, just a glimpse like that just now, he felt as if he was being seen through by others, to be honest, this feeling was not comfortable. ”

Honoror gathered his gaze farther away, beyond the ring of fire, the dark elves in black armor surrounded the crowd, and the archers on the periphery kept casting long arrows, but the old man trapped in the center held a cane on the spot, and suddenly an enchantment was born to block the arrows outside.

"It looks like we're at a stalemate. ”

Honore extrapolated the situation below.

He turned to look at Tamara and asked, "You light elves are so few in number, where are the others?"

"It is difficult for elves to reproduce, and it usually takes a hundred years to give birth to a descendant, and there are only one or two hundred people in our village. ”

"Is that so?" Onuor recalled the situation when he came, some elven soldiers fell on the ground, but the actual number was not very large, Onuoer thought that it was just that the battle was not fierce, and now that he thinks about it, it should be a small village, so the number of people damaged is not much.

"But why are there so many Dark Elves?"

Honoror looked closer and closer below, plus the dark elves they encountered along the way, these elves were at least five hundred people, from here it seems that the combat power of the dark elves and the light elves is extremely asymmetrical, once the two sides fight, the battle situation is one-sided.

"We don't know exactly why, dark elves, the number of dark elves should have been very rare. ”

Tamara bit her lower lip tightly, and it looked like she didn't know a lot about it too.

"Well, it seems complicated, so let's calm things down first. ”

Honoror said that they had come to a place less than a hundred meters from the village.

"Boom!"

Ornoll took aim and fell like a meteor above the burning ring of fire.

I saw a great earthquake tremble, and the burning flames were suddenly extinguished by the rush.

White soot disturbs the entire space.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

Sophie and Tamara descended slowly behind Honor, and the elven sisters were frightened enough by Honoror's swoop.

"Who's there?!

Before Sophie could stand still, a majestic scolding came from not far away, and when the smoke cleared, they realized that a dozen Dark Elf soldiers were pointing their swords at them.

"Sophie, Tamara, you're both back?"

The male light elves in the enchantment who protect everyone recognize the elven sisters, and everyone in the enchantment is overjoyed, and Tamara and Sophie also cry out with joy.

"Everyone!"

The two men ran happily towards the light elves, their bodies moving through the barrier and joining the crowd.

"Elder, are you alright?"

"Well, we're all doing well. ”

The old man, who was supported by everyone, made a kind voice, he seemed to be unhurried, and he was calm in the face of the critical scene in front of him.

"Elder, what the hell is going on?" asked Tamara eagerly.

"It's a long story, compared to that, Tamara, what's going on with that lord over there?"

The elder was pointing to Honor.

In front of the Light Elf's barrier, a boy who was neither a Light Elf nor a Dark Elf stood proudly.

There was neither fear nor war in the boy's eyes.

He just stood there, as if he had come out for an outing and happened to pass by.

But whether it was the elders of the light elves or the troops of the dark elves, they all turned their eyes on the boy.

Because their elves are extremely sensitive, especially the demonic aura that seems to emanate from the boy's body is even more difficult to ignore.

At this time, Honore was caught between the two sides, and everyone was wary of him.

"The person in front of you will be named?!Otherwise, we will not be welcome!"

The Dark Elves who led the troops shouted loudly, and Honoror slowly turned around, squinting his eyes at the other party.

The dark elf was immediately frightened when he saw Honor's gaze.

"Don't be rude. ”

Just then, a soft, delicate voice came from behind the Dark Elves' troops.

The Dark Elves' forces split up in the middle, lined up like soldiers, making way for them.

Then, from the middle of the road, a girl dressed in black dress Tingting came.

She saluted Onorm and said softly, "My lord, I wonder what you have to teach you?"

When Honoror saw the girl, his originally domineering momentum softened: "Well, if you can, can the two sides temporarily hold a truce?"