Entering the door like a spatial rift, the world in front of Garrea and Olaf did not change at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info It's still the same grove, but a strange feeling always haunts Garrea's heart.

The elf saw his strangeness and explained: "Don't worry, guests, although the scenery here is the same as the outside, it is indeed the inner space we have opened up, and it is basically isolated from the outside world, and it is normal to be a little uncomfortable. ”

Garrea nodded, it's not like she hasn't seen a dragon in the world, and she has heard of this kind of super-high-level magic. It's more powerful than the magic in the Black Wind Forest when he was looking for the power of the demon king underground, after all, it was just opening a teleportation array underground, and in the end, it was the same as the dwarf Gaoqiu that Bann was talking about. But now this is another space in the space, and it can't be slipped.

"Uh......" Olaf was about to ask some questions, but he found that he didn't know what people's names were, so he was embarrassed and asked, "I don't know what your name is." I'm Olaf and this is Garrea. As he spoke, he pointed to Garrea, who was so curious that he looked around but still looked arrogant.

"My name is Hope." The elf smiled.

"Hope...... I have a question, are all your elves here? Olaf continued.

Hearing this, Hope's face froze, and he didn't seem to be able to answer. After walking a few steps, he sighed and said, "No, we only have some elves here, and they were ...... who migrated later."

Only partial? Olaf naturally knows that elves are the same as goblins, and although it is not known whether they can intermarry with foreign tribes and have offspring, a pure elf must be born in the fountain of life, and at the same time, the fountain of life is also the guarantee of their long lifespan.

However, there are only some elves here, and considering Hope's hesitation just now, Olaf can't help but come to a small conclusion - the elves who live in seclusion here will definitely not have the fountain of life!

After following Hope for a while, I finally arrived at the elven tribe, a green treehouse, full of natural breath.

If you look closely, there are men and women in the whole tribe, but most of them are young and middle-aged, and there are some old people, but there are not a single child.

Sure enough, Olaf sighed secretly. If for some reason they can't return to the fountain of life, then it may be more than just a good idea to take in their own people.

Well, even if they seem so naïve.

As I said before, the Fountain of Life and the Eye of the Mire are in the same vein. In fact, a long time ago, this was the same thing, the power of the demon king, and it was only then that there was a branch of the fallen elves.

Now that the Demon King has passed away, the energy in the Eye of the Mire must be thin, the dragon clan can easily wash away the energy source of their entire clan, and some of the old monsters in the elves must also be able to wash away the energy on the Eye of the Mire, and at the same time recuperate. In time, the Eye of the Swamp will turn back into another fountain of life, and even if it is not as powerful as the authentic one, it will definitely be no problem to use it for inheritance.

So, here's the question, what should we do if the Eye of the Mire is gone?!

Thinking about Olaf was not calm, he was anxious to find his people and leave quickly, and secretly prayed that the Eye of the Mire was not in their hands.

But when I think about it, Olaf is much calmer, as the saying goes, all reactionaries are paper tigers...... Ahem, anyway, it means that any conspiracy and trickery has nothing to hide in the face of absolute power. Look at who is standing next to you? Galrea, the famous dragon king, Galrea, the dragon who has reached the top of the sea of stars!

There's nothing like this that Garrea can't solve with one throat, and if there is, then two!

Olaf, whose thighs were getting more and more comfortable, stroked his chest with satisfaction. Ah, I was careless and proud just now, excited, excited.

Hope, who led the way, and Garrea, who looked at it, didn't know that he was thinking so much, and led him all the way, deeper and deeper

"This is where the fallen elves are, and we didn't expect any guests to come back, so we had to let them live in a humble way." Hope pointed to the area of vines in front of him, where there were no classic treehouses, only a staggered vine that formed a similar makeshift shelter.

But I have to say that even this is much better than the goblins who used land as a bed and the best place to live was a rotten tent.

As he spoke, the three of them were spotted by people who seemed to have eyes in the vine house, and then rushed out one by one shouting.

The leader turned out to be a female goblin...... It should be a fallen elf.

"Patriarch, I finally see you again!" Without saying a word, the female fallen elf threw herself into Olaf's arms, weeping bitterly. At the same time, a pair of towering mountain peaks kept squeezing Olaf's little belly.

Olaf's old face was slightly red, and he turned his head to look at Garrea who gave him a look in embarrassment.

"She's not going to be Leah's mom, is she?" Eyes.

"Of course not!" Olaf glared at him as if it was possible, and then gently pushed the female Fallen Elf away.

Ah, sure enough, she is called an elf, the standard image of black hair and black eyes is matched with a beautiful face, she is really a big beauty.

Although the appearance of the clan has changed, in addition to Leah, these evolved Fallen Elves still have some special means of recognizing people, just like this female Fallen Elf recognized Olaf at a glance.

"Are you...... Noraro? Olaf's voice trembled unconsciously.

"It's me, Patriarch!" Nolaro still forced his way into Olaf's chest, tossing and turning.

"No......" Olaf's gaze was a little glazed, how could he not associate this beauty with the dirty, headless little follower who had been following him at the beginning, at that time, refining the blood of the demon dragon was done by her, "You turned out to be a woman......"

"I hate it, Patriarch!" Noraro snorted and glanced at him resentfully, "Actually, people only learned about it not long ago, how did they understand this kind of thing when they were goblins." ”

Speaking of this, Olaf also had to agree, and after taking a look at the clansmen behind Nolaro, there were also many women, and they were also beautiful women.

Hahahaha, my goblins are a race with great potential! Looking at this group of handsome men and women, Olaf suddenly became extremely proud. Ancestor, have you seen that? We goblins, no, the Fallen Elves are finally rising!

Garrea inexplicably glanced at Olaf, who fell into a semi-insane state in an instant, and reluctantly slapped him.

"Found someone?"

"Ahh

"Is the Eye of the Mire there?"

Olaf looked at his people.

Everyone was shaking their heads.

"Let's go, business is not done yet."

Olaf nodded, and was beckoning his people to follow, when Hope finally spoke.

"Patriarch Olaf and His Excellency Garrea don't need to be in such a hurry, we elders still want to meet you. After all, we and the Fallen Elves were also a family thousands of years ago, so this reunion naturally requires a good reunion. ”

Garrea glanced at him, and saw that the elders could, gathering such a set of behaviors, it was really hard to believe that his purpose was simple.

Thinking about giving Olaf a look, Olaf had already figured out all sorts of things, so he immediately gave Galrea a look.

Go and go, the rest of the clan is not in a hurry, let's see what these elves are planning first.

Since the family has just finished evolving, they have not had enough IQ before, even if they have normal wisdom now, their mental nature is still not very high, although they still have the memory of bloodthirsty before, but it does not mean that they will have any thoughts.

So after being here for such a long time, it is estimated that all the information about the quilt has been taken away, and it is better to solve this hidden danger first than to encounter trouble other than the Demon King Sect when looking for other clansmen.

Or the same sentence, don't look at who is standing next to you? O Garrea! Olaf was once again full of pride.

Nolaro, who had been looking at the patriarch, was full of puzzlement, and the patriarch's face changed so quickly, cloudy and sunny, like the moon.

Speaking of which, the current patriarch is more handsome than before, and I used to like what the patriarch said!

As a space, even if the means are clever, it is not very big. Because the energy source of all life has to be absorbed from the space of the Star Sea, just a few spatial cracks used as doors cannot support the large space.

It didn't take them far to get Gaalrea and Olaf to a large, modest treehouse by Hope.

Keeping their people waiting, Olaf and Garrea followed Hope into the treehouse.

The inside of the treehouse was just as simple, with a few ever-bright crystals, open windows on either side of the wall, and a long table.

At the table sat five elves, looking at Garrea and Olaf with serious expressions.

As for Hope? After bringing people in, he went out very consciously.

"So, which one is the Great Elder?" Garrea smiled evilly, didn't wait for the elf to respond, and said to himself, "Or none of them are, after all, it is rumored that the ten elders of the elves and a queen are not enough to see the number of people." Besides, everyone here is male, right? No wonder Hope didn't even mention the Queen. ”

In the face of Garrea's unceremonious ridicule, several elders did not move.

One of the eldest, who had grown a white beard, said, "Your Excellency's aura is so strong and so special, I'm afraid it's from the Dragon Clan, right?" I don't know why you're ridiculing the old people, but what you're saying is true. After a pause, Whitebeard said very seriously, "We did escape from the elven headquarters, and here I am the oldest, the third elder. ”

Escaped? Olaf was stunned for a moment, feeling that something was wrong with the script, no matter how the word escape was involved, the matter itself did not seem to be a good thing.

"I wonder if you two would be interested in hearing our story? That's why we'd like to ask you to stay. The Great Elder said faintly, as if there was endless sadness. This is somewhat out of step with Olaf's conspiracy theories.

ps: I'm sick and still insist on updating, so ...... The chapter that owes is slowly (you don't have to make up for it slowly→_→)

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