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“.” Prince Moore nodded.

"Your Royal Highness, this suggestion is not very good, right?" The Drow Mistresses immediately objected: "If we don't leave the underground, how can we let you slip your feet first?" ”

"Then you should hold the Fall Ritual as soon as possible! , so you can go out with us? Prince Benitez said angrily: "We Moores can't always be dragged down by you, can we? Although you have signed the right to watch and help each other, you are always procrastinating in doing things, which is too much to say, right? ”

"Of course, the people of the Fallen Ritual must be cautious!" Youyue'er's mistress's tone was also very impulsive: "It seems that Zhuoer doesn't need Moore to teach us yet, right?" ”

Prince Moore stood up suddenly, the two sides began to be peaceful, after two or three sentences, the originally harmonious atmosphere became a strong smell of gunpowder, Moore and Drow had a lot of quarrels, several blood elf warriors, the calyx long sword was revealed, and several Drow warriors were not to be outdone and drew their scimitars.

"Don't make any noise!" Liu Zhenzhen kicked the coffee table in front of him, and roared angrily: "The Fallen Ritual will be carried out first, if you don't agree, take some of your elves back to the surface first, and you yourself don't worry about your own clan!" So what do you want to do? If you really can't do it, forget it, you just don't say anything, stay underground and live by yourself! I'll take all the Typhon giants and Minotaur Flash, and make way for you masters! ”

Several Drow housemothers and Prince Moore were arguing with red faces and thick necks, and when they saw Liu Zhenzhen's face turned and showed a spicy look, they gradually stopped saying anything, Liu Zhenzhen glanced at the swan priest fiercely, this guy made a mess of the originally stable situation here in three or two sentences.

"At the end of the day. You still haven't figured out a thing. Liu Zhenzhen stared at the large group of fallen elves: "For you, returning to the underground is a great and unattainable dream, but for me, it is just a gesture!" The model tortoise people can live for 10,000 years, while you elves only have 2,000 years. For the model family turtle people. Living for 2,000 years is as normal as sleeping, and everyone envies the turtle people, but what does that mean? That's an innate advantage! This is the eccentricity of the gods! For me, use magic teleportation arrays to get you back to the surface. It's as normal as a turtle with a lifespan of 10,000 years! Perhaps this is so surprising in the eyes of other races! ”

"It's this simple truth, I really don't know if you can't figure it out!" Prince Moore was triumphant.

Seeing that the eight Drow housewives also nodded, Liu Zhenzhen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, waiting for his heart to return to his belly. Mourinho spoke again.

"What a rich world the earth is! Ladies and gentlemen, there are not so many open-pit metal deposits in the surface world of the Aegean Continent! On behalf of the kingdom, I, the twelve chief priests of the Kingdom of Bimon and the hereditary patriarch of the Swan Clan, Mourinho, warmly invite the Drow Dark Elves and the Moorish Blood Elves to the surface of the earth, and choose the southern bank of the Sangan River in the Danube Wilderness! The fertile Danube has the freshest air and blue skies, and the beautiful coniferous pine forests at the foot of the Temurraya Snow Mountains can bring the best place for the two elven races. "If Lord Mourinho doesn't speak, he will completely disrupt Lao Liu's plan as soon as he speaks.

"Savage Ancient Plains?" Whether it is Drow or Moore, the impression of the Danube Wilderness is still more than 10,000 years ago, listening to the swan priest say this, one by one's brows furrowed.

"Dear Swan Priest, your mind seems to be far less thoughtful than this Lord Richard, who has chosen Mount Azeroth in the Karimdor Plains for us, which seems to be more suitable for us elves than the Danube Wilderness, because it seems to be more fertile and beautiful." Youyue'er's housemother laughed.

"The Karemdor Plains are now surrounded by powerful human kingdoms, and if you really decide to do so, it would be too abrupt and uncautious for you to have no time to understand the pattern of the surface world." Mourinho obviously knew what to say at this time: "Ladies and gentlemen, do you know how far the technological level of mankind has been? ”

"Human ...... Hehe...... I know that they are actually your Beamon's Monkey Men of the Munk tribe, and I have heard of it somewhat, and according to Beamon who you came to the underground, when the Munk and the Beamon Kingdom went to war, they seemed to beat you Beamon very badly. Youyue'er's housemother looked at Liu Zhenzhen, and then at the swan priest, with a teasing look on her face.

"The strengths and weaknesses of human beings are as prominent, they are tenacious, creative and enterprising, this is a race rich in heroes, human beings use their vigorous fertility to ensure the prosperity of their own race, but also to ensure that every period is a hero, in the four major tribes of Beamon back then, the beast clan Munk to the body did not have a strong body, on wisdom is not how proud of wisdom, but they use the overall strength, now dominate the entire continent. If there is nothing extraordinary, I believe that the hostesses and princes themselves will not be able to convince themselves, right? Mourinho sneered: "Do you know how high the coverage radius of human bed crossbows and catapult shots is now? Do you know how strong their armored cavalry is? Do you know how many side branches their magicians have spawned now? ”

"You don't know." The swan priest hit these arrogant elves mercilessly, and the expressions of the fallen elves changed from casual to solemn, and Lao Liu's hand held the chair tightly.

"I've seen Lord Richard's archers snipe our Moorish mages from a safe distance." "The distance was two thousand yards, and the shield of the grey dwarven warrior was too short to give the mage full protection. ”

The Drow mothers immediately let out a collective gasp.

"My archer is an exception, the range of a normal human bed crossbow is not that far, and it is impossible for a human crossbow to use a demon-breaking arrow with oblivion armor, so don't be intimidated by the words of the priest." Liu Zhenzhen still gave up the idea of smashing the chair over, and said lightly: "The production of the Demon Breaking Arrow is not easy, no matter who it is, it is impossible to refer to the production. ”

"Multi-service cover isn't too much of a problem for us. As long as I've fought one or two adaptive battles, or gotten some information on human battles, I'm confident that we'll be able to adapt quickly. Prince Moore rubbed his chin and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "We blood elves have a large number of dwarven blacksmiths under our command of the blood elves, plus skilled craftsmen among our fallen elves. Just give them time and physical objects. It's not hard to create new weapons. ”

"If you choose to come to the surface of the earth where your home is the Danube, then you will have enough time and energy to study it all." The priest of Mourinho shook his long white and golden hair in a dashing manner: "There is only one entrance and exit between the Danube Wasteland and the powerful human world, where our main army of Bimon is guarded by the wolf clan, and the south bank of the Sangan River is basically borderless. Only one of my vassals and my student, your dear friend Richard, have a fief there, and although there are a little more bandits in the entire Danube, I think both Moore and Drow will make a perfect choice between a powerful human kingdom surrounded on all sides or a small bandit, right? ”

"My lord! You did this without passing through the Temple of the House of Elders and His Majesty the One of the Nations. Isn't that too inappropriate? Even the king does not have the right to divide the land privately. Liu Zhen's pupils contracted, and he looked at the swan priest and asked in a deep voice.

"Dear Richard, although the Danube is our Bimon territory, you must not forget one thing, for more than a thousand years, south of the Sangan River, because there are as many bandits as cattle walk, the kingdom has not canonized a single nobleman except you, this is a borderless land! Human beings have always imposed metal sanctions and economic restrictions on us Beamon, and you also know that the Boer soldiers of the entire kingdom until now are still wooden totem poles, and only the Wing Captain level is equipped with full-body armor, if you look further, at the beginning of the founding of the country, most of the weapons of our Beamon Imperial Forest Army's 'Whip of the God of War' were actually converted into weapons from the bronze remnants excavated on the site of the Great War of Gods and Demons! Lord Mourinho looked at Liu Zhenzhen with a serious face: "Weapons are the foundation of warriors, and warriors are the foundation of the country!" As long as the two elves reach a strategic cooperation agreement with our Beamon Kingdom, provide us with a large amount of weapons and equipment from the huge metal deposits underground, carve out a piece of land at the foot of the Taimurraya Snow Mountain, which has no military significance, and build a huge city for the two elves to build a huge city in the Mountains! ”

"How can you allow others to sleep soundly next to the couch, and what if your king does not agree and goes to war with us?" One of the Drow housemothers asked calmly.

"You're right, according to Beamon's values, it's very likely that this assumption will lead to a war. But all the respected Lord Mother and His Royal Highness the Prince of Drow, you should also remember the fact that after all, I am the hereditary patriarch of the Bode Birdman Beamon, and at the political level, the current King Beamon is just the patriarch of the Beast Tribe, and I still have some privileges in some politics, if the blood elves and dark elves can agree, you can declare that you are loyal to my vassals............" As soon as the words of the swan chief priest came out, Prince Moore's face immediately changed, and Lord Mourinho waved his hand, Prince Benitez was not given a chance to protest: "............ I'm sorry, but what I'm criticizing is just the official narrative that I declare to the outside world, and this is just giving us a chance to step down, so that the kingdom will look good, and you will have nothing to lose, as for me, I will always be a friend you can trust. ”

"That's true, and there's actually no harm to us doing that." The eight Drow Mistresses thought very openly: "Compared to the great event of returning to the surface, we care more about what we get, rather than some boring whitewashing on the wordplay, admitting that our allegiance to you does not hurt us in the slightest, and our allegiance will always be to Queen Rose and the Scorpion God Hive." ”

Prince Moore licked his lips, his fingers rubbing his temples and shaking his thighs as if he were thinking about something.

"Shame is tiring, honorable prince, I put yourself in your shoes, and you should also understand my painstaking efforts." Mourinho looked at His Royal Highness the Prince and said, although Prince Moore was not used to seeing this swan chief priest, he had to nod at this time.

"My current fiefdom is the entire southwestern province, located on the edge of the Sunset Swamp, and I will submit a petition to the kingdom in the future to divide the south of the Sanggan River into a ** province. Guarded by our Smai. Lord Mourinho looked at Liu Zhenzhen with a smile, turned his head and said to the fallen elves, "The main imaginary enemy of the Beamon Kingdom in the Southwest Province is the small kingdom of the druids in the Sunset Swamp, and the druids are also subordinate to the elven lineage, if the blood elves and dark elves return to the surface. It can be done in the shortest possible time. Gather this little kingdom of druids, and I can send my family army to join you in the conquest. ”

"We Fallen Elves and these surface elves, both collateral and direct. There is a lot of hatred, if we go back to the surface, the first thing to settle accounts is these surface elves, this truth does not need you to teach us, if you can accept it, it doesn't matter if you can't accept it. All destroyed. The Drow Mistresses sneered.

"Long live the great fallen elves!" Although they had not yet returned to the surface, the Drow priests and martial arts chiefs on the side could no longer contain the excitement in their hearts, and shouted slogans feverishly, and the sound of the earth almost lifted off the roof.

"If it's just for destruction, it's too pointless, and I and all the Smai don't mind taking these slaves, so it seems to mean one thing———— the elves are indeed my vassals." Mourinho laughed, "With our Smai army joining forces with you Fallen Elves, this matter must be more effective with half the effort." ”

"Your plan seems to be more advantageous to you than our Fallen Elves, no wonder you're so aggressive." Prince Moore smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter if this happens, after all, we Fallen Elves will trouble the surface elves sooner or later, and the possibility of subduing them is not high for us, and it is better to destroy them all than to make them slaves, of course, if that's the case, I think they should be distributed in proportion, rather than letting you take advantage of all the benefits." ”

"Dear Prince, you can't afford to be early." Mourinho bowed his head gracefully, and responded to the prince's words with an undisguised hearty smile: "There is also a forest elf kingdom in the Southern Cross forest, there are a large number of Eagle Bull warriors patrolling the air, it should not be difficult for us to find and solve them, whether it is the forest elves of the Southern Cross or the druids of the Sunset Swamp, as long as a large number of air forces appear, they will lose the hiding and protection given to them by the natural environment." ”

"In that case, the Danube does seem to be a better place for us Fallen Elves to settle down." The eight Drow Lords looked at each other and smiled, "Back to the surface, our main thing is to search for the bad luck of these surface elves. ”

"There is also a tribe of hill giants living there in the Southern Cross Forest, the gray dwarves and giants are related by blood, and the giants also like to cling to the powerful dwarven tribes, and it would be a good thing to recruit these hill giants." Mourinho's smile grew even deeper.

The plan for the future was so good that all the Fallen Elves were excited, including a few reserved Drow Mistresses.

"It's a pretty clever idea!" Liu Zhenzhen couldn't help but praise the knot: "As long as the druids are found out of the vast Sunset Swamp and decomposed, there will be no need to send troops to defend the entire Sunset Swamp in the future, and the forest elf kingdom and the hill giant tribe in the Southern Cross Forest will also be disintegrated, and the Pier tribe's 'wrestling with the dragon' can also free their hands, if a new province is opened on the south bank of the Sanggan River, then Fox on the north bank of the Sanggan River" The MiG Legion will also lose its defense of the imaginary enemy, and the Kingdom of Beamon has freed up three legions at once, a full 60,000 regular troops, plus the Wolfwolf Clan, the main force of Beamon on the southeast border, even if the kingdom is afraid of the blood elves and dark elves, it has enough troops to clamp it down. ”

As soon as these words came out, Mourinho's eyebrows immediately jumped very covertly, and Lao Liu had a wicked smile on his face.

"The enemies of our fallen elves are only the elves of the earth, and if we talk about it from a distance, at most, we will add the mortal enemies of the gray dwarves, the surface dwarves, and there is no conflict between us and the kingdom of Beamon." Prince Moore Benitez patted Liu Zhenzhen's shoulder affectionately: "We are brothers, brothers forever." ”

I'm going to believe you, I'm a mallet. Liu Zhenzhen said secretly while laughing.

"If you really want to fight, your six million Beamon are not all a powerful race like the takin people, although we respect our friends, we are not afraid of war." The words of the Moon's mother, sure enough, were full of the usual cold style of the Drow Elves.

"Then all the honorable mothers and princes, can you make the next decision that our little Heavenly King will sacrifice to Richard and dedicate his strength to your 'daylight baptism ceremony'?" Master Mourinho began to strike while the iron was hot.

The Mistress of Youyue'er exchanged glances with the other seven Mistresses, and looked at the Swan Priestess with a smile: "Isn't Lord Mourinho interested in participating in this ceremony again?" I remember you volunteered just now. ”

The eyes of the drow mistresses suddenly became lewd.

Master Mourinho didn't say anything, just smiled and shook his head gently———— at this time, he didn't say anything, more simply and forcefully than any explanation.

Liu Zhenzhen understood in his heart that Mourinho had already known that the target of the watchman of this fallen ritual was Lao Liu himself, so the swan priest was unscrupulous at all, and the blazing heart that the fallen elves wanted to return to the surface of the earth, Liu Zhenzhen grasped it, and Mourinho could also use it steadily, and what was even more ruthless was that the old swan could also take the sheep and calculate Liu Zhenzhen, and make a mess of the situation that Lao Liu had worked so hard to design.

Lao Liu doesn't hate anything else, what he hates the most is that from beginning to end, he should have been the best able to pinch his nose and bring these fallen elves around, but he didn't expect that in the end, the old swan didn't do anything but shared a piece of the pie, if the surface foothold of these fallen elves really chose the coniferous pine forest at the foot of the Taimurraya Snow Mountain, then Liu Zhenzhen would have to accept the fact that he became neighbors with them in the future. Being neighbors with these fallen elves, Liu Zhenzhen didn't feel that he could have the slightest benefit, but would hinder the development of Fei Lengcui in many things, burying some unstable factors, not to mention, what Lao Liu was originally going to give these fallen elves was a ruthless move to draw wages from the bottom of the kettle.

The nonsense of the swan chief priest smashed all Lao Liu's original efforts into the water.

"Don't be modest, the main priest, this is also a matter of merit in the present and benefit in the future, I really hope that the adults can set an example for me to be backward." Liu Zhenzhen laughed, thinking that he had to force you, an old swan, to go into the water, he hated this officiant now because of the tooth pain that the Lord Priest hated, how could it be so easy to let him get out.

"Richard, I have to admit that as the old saying goes, 'ice is because of water and cold is like water', you are definitely the best candidate for the Keeper of the Fallen Ritual, and don't forget, you are the pride of our six million Beamon, the spiritual idol of countless young priests and warriors." The Swan Priest shook his head lightly, and found a reason that was too good to be good, and that he couldn't slip his head too well: "If you decide to settle on the surface and choose the Danube Wilderness, I must now go back to the surface for you and arrange all the matters, please forgive me for not having too much time to delay any longer." ”

"After careful consideration, we think it is more appropriate to take the Danube Wilderness, as the Lord Priest said, it has been 10,000 years since I left the surface, and the current surface is a completely strange world to us, and I should leave myself a time to look at the world with a cold eye." Prince Moore and the Mistress exchanged opinions with each other, and came to an accurate conclusion: "As for the Fallen Ritual............ There is a way to plan things in people, success in heaven, no matter what the result is, as long as we keep trying, it is always possible to succeed, we have the Jungle Watchman, plus Richard has a famous weapon, it should be God who has mercy on us to fall into the ground and be ruthlessly imprisoned for more than 10,000 years by the fallen elves! ”

"Then it's settled, I'll go back to the surface later, pave all the roads for you, and the coniferous pine forest at the foot of the snow-capped mountains will be your most beautiful home on the surface, and I promise you'll love this new home." Mourinho chuckled, his fingers nimbly turning the golden flute: "As for those who believe in the god of war...... The Mother of the Moon Child...... Do you see if it's ......?"

"As long as there are no more than twenty people, you can take them with you." Youyue'er's mother said generously. She was obviously trying to woo each other, and using a few dark elves as gifts wasn't too much.