With one foot on the corpse of a demon dog covered in black blood, a slender man in bright armor returned the long sword in his hand to the scabbard at his waist.

He squinted his eyes, looked at the black eagle banner of Iran Hill fluttering on the distant position through the armor with gorgeous patterns, let out a long breath, and whispered softly: "Finally, it's time to ......."

His helmet had pointed ears on either side, and behind him stood a standard-bearer with a banner of green vines, along with a line of neatly dressed soldiers.

A little further back, you can faintly see a huge floating city, and on top of it is a towering tree that is so large that it is larger than a mountain.

"There's Greken up ahead." The warrior in armor at the head is none other than Falai, the elven envoy who has visited Iran Hill.

Standing beside him was another elven general, this person was holding a helmet, and he didn't make a move in the battle just now.

At this time, he also looked at the black golden eagle banner in the distance, and asked with some confusion, "Has Griken's flag changed?" Why is it the black Golden Eagle Banner? How come I don't remember, there was such a banner in the history of mankind? ”

Yes, before the rise of Ellan Hill, he was just a small city lord, even the oldest city lord of Seris, it was only a few hundred years of inheritance, and the thousand-year-old elf general in front of him naturally would not remember such a small role.

Falai knew it well, reached out and took off the armor on his head, hugged his waist and pointed to the front and said, "That's what I said, the banner of the emerging human empire, Iran Hill." ”

"The country that cut down trees, destroyed the environment, and, like the dwarves, created a mess of machinery?" Obviously, the elven general in front of him did not have a good impression of Iran Hill.

Among the elves, there are quite a few people who agree with the dwarves' approach, but that is already the limit of most elves. Their love for the environment comes from the continuation of their own beliefs and races, which is unimaginable to other races.

So, when it comes to Irlanhill, who destroys the environment and pollutes the land, many elves hate it—not just hostile, they have a strong will to declare war on Irlanhill.

If it weren't for the fact that the elves were desperate this time, the elves who were high up in the sky would definitely have a good conversation with Iran Hill about the important issue of the environment.

It's a pity that the current elf clan is no longer the powerful elf clan it was at the beginning. They have now lost their territory, they have lost almost all of their army, and their reserves have been depleted.

At this moment, they are called lost dogs if they say it well, and they are almost at the end of the road when they say it badly.

"I hate that country as much as I do, but they're strong...... Falai explained to his companion, "they've suppressed the two magical eyes, and maybe they're the last hope for this world." ”

"They were able to suppress the two magic eyes, relying on nothing more than our main force to resist the demon forces......" The elven general sneered, then sighed again and said, "Anyway, now...... It's too late to say anything. ”

He looked at the huge magic eye in the distance and shook his head, "I also hope that they are strong enough so that they can buy us enough time to recuperate." If we have enough time, we can keep the elves alive for a few more years or even decades. ”

"Yes, I hope they are strong enough......" Speaking of the tragic future and the doomed end of the elven race, Falai's face also darkened, and he sighed in a low voice: "I don't want to see the destruction of the elf clan with my own eyes." ”

As they spoke, a force of ten eight-wheeled heavy armored reconnaissance vehicles painted with green camouflage rushed over.

The light movements of these bulky armored vehicles when they crossed the country made the elven soldiers who formed the phalanx show curious eyes.

The heavy tires crushed the corpse of the demon dog on the side of the road, and with the expansion and contraction of the shock absorption system, it looked really handsome.

Then, when these were up close, the armored car covered with mud on the armor stopped a few hundred meters away from the elven phalanx, and seemed to be looking at these strange visitors who had come from afar.

"They don't seem to have any radio equipment!" The commander of the reconnaissance company, who had been shouting over the radio for a long time, pinched the intercom and complained with contempt: "How can this communicate? It's said to be the vanguard of the elves, but I can't tell the difference? ”

"Boss, if it doesn't work, let me go over and contact directly!" One of the commanders asked, a little impatient.

"What if it's a demon force?" The company commander was reluctant to let his men take risks, and spoke.

"If you admit your mistakes, you will avenge me!" There was a hint of determination in the commander's tone, as if he had made a lot of determination.

Just as they were talking, Falai, who was holding the helmet on the other side, jumped up with a slight force on his feet, and floated down in front of these armored reconnaissance vehicles of Irlanhill, shouting: "I am Falai, the general of the elven clan!" I traveled thousands of miles with my people to Grecon to ask for help from humans! ”

"Click!" The hatch of the reconnaissance vehicle was lifted, and the company commander of the reconnaissance company poked his head out, looked at the elven magician who looked like a superman in the distance, and shouted seriously: "This is the group defense area of the 9th Army of Iran Hill stationed in Greken!" Welcome! ”

A few minutes later, the commander of the reconnaissance company, wearing a tactical vest and carrying an assault rifle, led a small soldier to step on the black dirt and the corpse of the demon dog with one foot deep and one shallow, and walked to the front of the elven phalanx.

He looked curiously at the elven soldier who was still in old-fashioned armor, because this equipment was rare near Iran Hill.

"I have been ordered to come and guide the Elves into Greken. Your Excellency the Archmage has communicated with us, and you have been allowed to enter the Grecken, so rest assured, you are safe. The small company commander stood in front of the elven general, and spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, his tone full of the confidence of an Elanhill soldier.

The general of the elven clan had an ugly face, and he felt that a human being in front of him did not even have basic respect, which was a very bad feeling.

You must know that the elf race is a race where all the people are soldiers, and millions of elves are millions of elite troops, which in the past, it was definitely a powerful force that people feared to the extreme.

But now, in the eyes of the higher-ups of Ellen Hill, this powerful race, which was once powerful enough to shape the balance of power in the world, is just a group of homeless refugees.

To settle refugees, you need land and money, and these things are very lacking in Iran Hill, so it is not easy to give away a part of the elves - even if these lands are not Iran Hill's own, but the future may be ...... Well, it's just possible that it's the land of Ellan Hill, isn't it?

"Safety? IMHO, there is almost no safe place in this world. The general of the elven clan couldn't help it, and he confronted a human company commander regardless of his identity.

The company commander didn't know if he didn't hear the other party's sarcasm, or if he heard it but didn't care, he just continued to talk to himself: "We have already sent out a confirmation just now, and in a few minutes, in order to cover the elves entering Griken, distract the attention of the demon troops, and prevent the other party from attacking the elven troops from the flank, we will launch an attack." ”

"Attack?" When Falai and his companions heard the word attack, they subconsciously repeated it with interest.

"Yes! Attack! The missile forces will suppress the demons, reduce their numbers, and prevent them from gathering troops......" The company commander nodded in confidence.

Then, on his side, near the distant horizon, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, like another sun, lighting up the entire sky.

"Look! The attack began. Very punctual. The company commander raised his arm as usual, looked at the watch on his wrist, and said, "Once again, on behalf of the 9th Army Group, welcome to Gringen." ”

The general of the elven clan looked at the rising mushroom cloud, his mouth could no longer close, and his handsome face was full of shock, because the rising mushroom cloud was too bright, and he squinted his eyes.

This expression made him look a little stupid, but when he saw the explosion of the nuclear weapon, he couldn't care about his image for a second.

He didn't feel the fluctuation of his magic power, but just by relying on the scale of the mushroom cloud and the slight shaking of the earth, he could tell that the attack was definitely a super forbidden spell destruction level!

The Elves could launch a similar attack, but it would cost a considerable amount. Moreover, how can humans also do such a powerful attack?

So, almost subconsciously, he looked at Falai and asked with a puzzled gaze, "Is that an attack beyond the forbidden spell?" Do humans also have Dharma gods? ”

"I don't know...... However, Ronsadley is still the leader of Griken, so they should ...... "Farley has never seen a real nuclear weapon explode, and his face is full of shock at this time.

When answering the question, he didn't even take his eyes off the mushroom cloud that rushed to the sky, as if he was afraid of missing out on something.

"That's a nuclear weapon, a weapon we have produced in Ranhill!" The company commander of Ellan Hill interrupted the conversation between the two fools and explained, "Similar to your bow and arrow, except that this one is a bit big...... That's not magic...... That is, our human technology! ”