The crimson sunset slowly sank below the horizon, and a crescent moon hung over the horizon looking down on the earth, and the sky gradually became darker. The chirping of mole crickets in the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info is endless, and the air is filled with the fragrance of some unknown wildflowers.

In the hazy night, several nimble figures pierced the sky and landed in the distant woods.

Kester, who had managed to make it to the landing after following Moya from several coalition police posts, was already exhausted, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he almost fell to his knees.

Mo Ya was still alert as before, and just as he was about to organize soldiers to explore the way, an accident happened.

"General, I suddenly felt weakness all over my body, probably poisoned!" One of the Praetorian Guard soldiers suddenly went limp and said weakly.

"Me too." "I don't have the strength anymore." The Praetorian Guards around them fell one by one like harvested wheat.

"Got a trap?" Mo Ya himself suddenly felt unprecedentedly weak, and he was suddenly shocked in his heart, although he had tried his best to avoid the police post, but it would not be a strange thing if he was really ambushed, after all, judging from the battle situation in the sky city during the day, the alliance of the six clans this time was only afraid that they were full of strength, and if they had no strategic deployment on the ground, I am afraid that no one would believe it.

A burst of applause came from the bushes on the side, and an elven warrior in armor approached Kester and his party at some point, he applauded and snapped his fingers backwards, and a small group of elven soldiers appeared in the eyes of everyone with his movements: "Yes, you guys are quite alert, but unfortunately it's too late, do you smell the fragrance of wild flowers around?" That's a toxin for you lowly wings. ”

"Hmph, count me careless, I was yin by you, I admit it." Mo Ya pretended to be annoyed and said, but he secretly mobilized the fighting energy and magic power in his body. After all, his martial arts and magic levels had reached the Heavenly Rank, and it would not be difficult for ordinary toxins to be forcibly suppressed. Looking at the elf in front of him with a confident look, it shouldn't be difficult to sneak up on him.

"Don't waste it." The elven warrior seemed to see through Moya, and he whistled, "In order to prevent the existence of fish that slip through the net, we have used this bell on a large scale to restrain the toxin of the Wing Clan-Dark Night ** Scatter, whether you are a samurai, a magician, a magician, or a mixed class, as long as you have the blood of the Winged Clan, it can quietly infiltrate the blood circulation of your wings, making you weak and unable to exert your strength." ”

"It's all said and done, it's a waste of effort," a Wing Clan Praetorian Guard warrior jumped up with all his might, and stabbed out with a sword, but was casually blocked by the elven warrior who was gushing about it. The elven warrior who was interrupted kicked the Wing Clan's Praetorian Guard in disdain, kicking him out of the air, "The dark night ** scatter can block the energy circulation in all the Wing Clan's bodies, although its effect is only for a short day, but it is enough. This is something that the coalition headquarters spent a lot of money researching it with. For this battle, the entire city in the sky has been shrouded in poisonous mist, and you will all die! ”

Feeling the energy operation in his body, Mo Ya's heart was cold, and sure enough, he felt that the fighting energy and magic power of his entire body had fallen into a state of condensation, and he could not circulate at all. Is it only possible to use that, Mo Ya touched the saber that had followed him for many years on his waist, looked at Kester, who was already powerless to retract his wings, and thought: I didn't think there would be a chance to use this product. Only he knew that the saber had a special gem on the hilt, and inside the gem was an incomplete spatial magic that could be used to teleport at short distances with uncertain consequences. It was a failed product made by an old magician obsessed with alchemy many years ago, and Moya was decorated on his sword because of its good appearance.

Just as Moya was hesitating to use his final hole card, another rustling sound sounded in the nearby bushes.

"Who?" The elven captain is a spirit, and it is obvious that his own people will not approach so secretly, "Who is there?" ”

"Hey, I'm sorry to disturb you." Another elf emerged from the bushes, unlike the elves before him, his complexion was darker and his temperament was darker, and the wings behind him that glowed in the night indicated his identity - the Night Elves.

Both the Night Elves and the Nature Elves are branches of the Elves, and they do not get along with each other, and both consider themselves to be the orthodox Elves of the Elven race. At the moment, although the Night Elves and the Nature Elves are fighting together under the rule of the Blood Elf Rhona, friction also occurs from time to time.

"Night Elves? What are you doing here? This is our defense zone. "The captain of the natural elves doesn't want to cause trouble, and since the other party dares to appear in his defense zone alone, he shouldn't be a mediocre hand.

"Even, what should I do? I'm chasing my prey. The Night Elves glanced at Kester, "I managed to subdue them, do you want to compete with me for military merit?" ”

"Hmph, if we weren't poisoned, it would be your turn to grab military merit here!" Mo Ya thought indignantly, but then he reluctantly realized that with his current combat strength, it was not an exaggeration to be regarded as a living trophy.

"You're provoking us?" The other party was obviously here to find fault, and the seven orifices of the natural elves captained up, and as his voice fell, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the surrounding natural elf warriors pulled out their weapons one after another, and surrounded the night elves who went to the meeting with a single knife in a semicircle.

"Want to fight? Okay, I'll accompany you. The Night Elf defiantly pulled out a pair of scimitars from his waist and said in a hurry, "There are so many of you who beat me, don't say that I am a bully." ”

"Is this really an elf, what a ruffian." Mo Ya complained maliciously in his heart, but the more chaotic the situation, the better for them, he reluctantly moved his body and slowly crawled towards Kester, the gem on the long sword on his waist glowing faintly in the dark night.

Since the other party has bullied him, even if he can't beat him, he can't lose to him in terms of momentum, and the captain of the natural elves can't care about the skills of the night elves, "Let's talk about it, it's a big deal to lose and be punished back, anyway, in Queen Rhona's decree, cannibalism is forbidden among elves." With this thought in his heart, he waved his hand violently, and following his instructions, the surrounding natural elf warriors swarmed up.

If the general quality of this team of natural elf warriors is on par with Kester, that night elf may not be inferior to Mo Yaduo in terms of martial arts. A playful smile appeared on the Night Elf's face as he looked at the nature elf warrior who was approaching, and he easily dodged the attack of the two daggers sideways, and shot down their weapons at an incredible speed: "The angle of attack is good, but it's a pity that the speed is too slow, and there is no tacit cooperation." ”

"Damn, don't you want to be so strong!" The captain of the nature elf cursed in his heart, but regret was useless, and just as he was about to plunge into this one-sided brawl, a wolf howl from a distance startled the hearts of everyone present.

Hearing this voice, the natural elves all sweated on their foreheads, and even the night elves' eyes showed a trace of solemnity. The source of the sound was already filled with a large area of silver-white, and the smell of blood drifted in the wind, accompanied by a little green shimmer in the night, which looked particularly strange in the woods.

Monster Introduction: Bloodtooth Silver Wolf, an eighth-order Demonic Beast of the Wind System, an adult Bloodtooth Silver Wolf has a silver back and two huge blood-colored canine teeth, and is one of the most dangerous Demonic Beasts in the Esvel Continent. They are cunning and brutal by nature, like to live in groups, and have a unique discipline.

Captain Nature has already begun to curse God in his heart. The notoriety of the Bloodtooth Silver Wolf is thunderous even for Kester, who lives in Sky City, let alone an elf. The notorious Bloodtooth Silver Wolf will not spare any food that can be eaten, and wherever they go, low-level demonic beasts will be slaughtered, and high-level demonic beasts will also retreat, even the villages of the human race and the natural gathering points of the elven race will not be spared. Therefore, while seeing the wolves appear, there was only one thought left in the elf captain's mind: escape.

Although elves also have wings, but not as good as the wings and bloods, their translucent wings are closer to insects, although the elven wings of different subspecies are different, but one thing in common is that they are all relatively fragile and can't afford to fly for a long time, if they don't retreat in time and are caught up by the blood-toothed silver wolf, then there is only a dead end. You know, it's a magical beast that can use wind-based magic and is known for its speed.

"No more captives, let's go! Hmph, Night Elves, I've got you the loot, we'll see! The captain of the nature elf put down a cruel sentence and flew away into the distance.

"Damn, I want a fart trophy!" With a scolding scold, the Night Elves obviously didn't want to die at the hands of the Bloodtooth Silver Wolf for a few captives. If there was only one eighth-order demonic beast, he would naturally not be afraid, but in the face of the famous group of demonic beasts blood-toothed silver wolf, he was still self-aware. After making up his mind, the Night Elf thrust his scimitar back into his waist and plunged into the endless night.

"General Moya, is it possible that we finally escaped from Sky City, but we are going to die at the hands of a group of demonic beasts?" Looking at Moya, who tried his best to climb to his side, Kester smiled bitterly.

Looking around at the approaching wolves, Moya's eyes flashed with an unknown light, and he touched the jewel on his saber and pressed it suddenly!

The night sky was dark, and in the absence of moonlight, the wolf howl was so eerie that one could feel the death that accompanied it for thousands of kilometers.

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