With a mouthful of Galrea's essence blood spurting out, relying on its power, the four of them were able to temporarily get rid of those annihilations and the pursuit of the elves. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although it was temporarily blocked, Garrea still didn't dare to pause, and rushed to the edge of the inner space, and at the same time secretly used the magic to open the inner space.

So the road was unobstructed, and he rushed out of the inner space without hindrance, but Garrea still flew a long way before stopping, placing the three of them on the ground and transforming into human form.

The Great Elder's last palm Garrea did not forget, and immediately lifted the black clothes on his upper body to see if it was real, and indeed a red slap mark was so covered on his belly, which was very obvious.

Olaf happened to turn his head to see this scene, his eyes widened in surprise, he paced over, and said: "Wow, this great elder is really not covered, he can actually leave a slap mark on you, strong!" As he spoke, he ignored Garrea's cold eyes and touched the slap print, "This looks like white and tender skin, but it's actually all dragon scales, right?" It's not easy to leave a mark, and I guess it's not easy to do it with all my might, right? ”

Garrea knocked Olaf's hand off, the touch just now was too intoxicating, and goosebumps rose a lot, and he immediately put down his clothes, but said in a flat tone: "You're right, but there is a slight discrepancy, even if you use all your strength, you won't leave any marks on me." ”

Olaf stared at Galrea tightly, "Shhh ”

Garrea swore that he seemed to have heard something, but when he looked at Olaf again, he could blink his eyes, look very innocent, and after Galrea stared at him for more than ten seconds, there was still no change, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he did not even turn his eyes.

“…… Let's rest first, and then we'll send the second elder and them to the third elder. Garrea sighed, decided to let Olaf go, and sat down on the ground without an image.

"Hmm." Olaf saw that Garrea was all seated, and he didn't say anything to himself, so he sat down too, and at the same time turned his head to look at the second elder who was panting and the queen who was still unconscious.

"You also sit down, look at your current physique, I'm afraid you'll have an accident if you stand too much."

"Thank you." The Second Elder took a breath and sat down slowly and tremblingly, "The two of you seem to have mentioned the Third Elder just now?" ”

"Why, you yourself said that we must know about the Third Elder, and now what's going on?" Olaf remembered well what the Second Elder had said when he was about to let Garrea and himself take the queen away and throw him down.

"Huh." The Second Elder chuckled, "At that time, I thought that since the two of you could find the inner space where our clan is located, I naturally felt that you had met the Third Elder, and you were not very sure, but now you are sure of it." ”

Olaf nodded, but didn't say anything, and didn't know what to say.

For a moment, the place became quiet, and only the second elder was left to say something that wanted to say something.

After a while, I still didn't hold back.

"Two, although this is a bit excessive, I really like to see the third elder soon......"

"Rest well." "I'm still not sure if your former companions know our whereabouts, and if they go with them, won't they raid the Third Elder's base camp?" Besides, the Great Elder is indeed not ordinary, my body is still a little unwell, sit down, and recuperate. ”

“…… All right. The second elder thought about it for a while, and also felt that what Garrea said was reasonable, and besides, he was also a person who had lived for more than a hundred years, and his heart was naturally mature, and he soon suppressed his restless heart.

……

Galrea's experience was put aside, and time returned to Olaf after he was taken away by Garrea and Tahinia.

Of course, Garrea and Tahinia were in a hurry, and they didn't settle the remaining goblins, plus there were some of the Demon King's Cult chasing them, and these goblins were scattered in a daze.

Some of them were led by Olaf's henchman Nolaro, and then they met the elves led by the three elders, while the other part was gathered little by little by a goblin named Langton, and now they are all mixed in the depths of the Brute Forest, always looking for the whereabouts of the patriarch Olaf.

At that time, Langton was the first goblin to wake up from the panic, although the goblins at that time were scattered a lot, but with his efforts, more than 100 goblins gradually gathered around him.

Deep in the Beast Forest, there are few people, and the orcs don't come in much. It's not that there are any powerful Warcraft or anything like that, it's just that it's too remote and desolate, and there's no need to come here. So this group of goblins is unfortunately lost, not to mention the news of Olaf, even the livelihood has become a problem.

A group of goblins can barely survive only by constantly hunting and picking wild fruits every day, coupled with their habits, they drink blood, and live a miserable life.

This situation was maintained until the day Olaf was taken to Tianzhu Mountain to receive the power source transformation.

This group of goblins got up early in the morning and were all confused, and for a while they couldn't tell who was who. Accustomed to the obscene and evil short goblin image, Qi Qi fell into confusion when he turned into a handsome man and a beautiful woman in an instant.

I don't know who gave the opinion, but a group of new depraved spirits came to Langton to listen to him.

"This must be an anti-ancestral phenomenon, the patriarch said at the beginning that our ancestors were fallen elves, and it was only the degradation of the source of power that made us look like goblins." When he was a goblin, Langton was a rare person in the tribe who understood, and now that he has returned to the identity of a fallen elf, he has suddenly become more enlightened, and Daigo has become more intelligent, "The only one who can influence our entire clan is the patriarch, and it must be the patriarch who has transformed our source of power to make us return to the appearance of the fallen elves!" Langton's speculation was exactly as it was.

"Now that we have returned to the original appearance of our ancestors, our abilities must have changed a lot, and now we have a much greater hope of rushing out of this forest to find the patriarch, as long as we don't give up, we will definitely succeed!" Even with the anti-ancestral phenomenon, the goal of this group of fallen elves has not changed, and it is still to find Olaf and return to the group.

It's just that Langton, who took the lead, didn't tell anyone else, and that was that the Eye of the Mire was actually on him.

At that time, the situation was chaotic, but he did not forget the patriarch's instructions, which was related to the prosperity of his own clan, and he had always protected it well.

However, things didn't go the wrong way, and they were finally targeted again by the Demon King Sect a few months after they rebelled against their ancestors.

This time, the leader of the Demon King Sect was a little different from the past, it turned out to be a red-eyed elf, sitting firmly on horseback, blocking the way of Langton and his party.

A sneer tugged at Joon's face, and his red-eyed eyes glanced contemptuously at the Fallen Elves.

"Hmph, you actually succeeded in rebelling against your ancestors? It's a pity that it's useless, so obediently hand over the Eye of the Mire and throw it into the arms of the Demon King. ”

Even after living as a goblin for many years, Langton heard his words in an instant at this moment, which was nothing more than brainwashing pyramid schemes and the like, there is no doubt that whoever believes it is stupid.

Seeing that the hundred fallen elves in front of him were silent, just staring at themselves with unkind eyes, this elf was also furious, raised the long sword in his hand, and shouted: "Kill me!" ”

As the words fell, hundreds of minions rushed up into the crowd of fallen elves behind him.

However, at this time, the fallen elves are also different from what they used to be, and they are far from the original goblin when they were replaced by the power source of the dragon clan, and they are no longer in the face of any small soldiers who have no power to parry, but they can fight two or three at a time.

Seeing that the creeps were getting fewer and fewer, the elf's face was a little unbearable, and he shouted a waste, turned over and dismounted to join the battle.

His combat power is very different from those small soldiers, three or four fallen elves were killed by him with a sword, although one of them did not die instantly, but it seems that he has more breath and less breath, and it is estimated that he will not survive.

As the leader, Langton's heart was about to break when he saw this scene.

Recalling the past, he bothered to gather them together, and this elf actually said that he would kill them! In the midst of the roar, Langton fought the elf.

This elf is a good hand at physical cultivation at a glance, coupled with his innate magical talent, it is like a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, and Langton is frequently forced into danger.

And Langton himself was originally a goblin, and he didn't have long been a fallen elf, and he didn't study magic much, but his physical fitness was good, and he barely lasted more than ten rounds in front of the elves.

Sure enough, after a few moves, Langton was defeated, and the elf kicked him in the chest, breaking the tree behind him before stopping.

Looking at Langton, who still breathed, the elf smiled, reached out and groped for him for a long time, from which it was almost impossible to hide

The eyes of the mire were felt in the grass skirt of the leaves.

The elf's smile widened.

"The Demon King will remember you." Leaving such a sentence and leaving the horse, his purpose is the eye of the mire, what does it matter to him whether the fallen elves are dead or alive?

Langton, who had only one breath left, struggled to prop himself up, and shed a tear as he watched the elf disappear.

Patriarch, I have betrayed your trust!

Just as the Fallen Elf behind him tried to help him up to inspect his injuries, there was a sound of air waves rolling in the sky, and at the same time, there was a suspicious voice.

"Hey, Olaf, there's still a remnant of the Fallen Elves here!"

Langton looked up from the corner of his wet eyes, a black dragon, carrying several people on his back, among them, the young man with black hair and black eyes, he gave himself a ......

"Patriarch!" His voice was a little choked, and it reminded him of a sentence: The night gave us black eyes, but I used them to find light......

Who's going to say that? Shirado Isha ? Whatever, that's a good thing to say......