"Here they are. ”

In the pitch-black tunnel, Daltonkhand, whose expression was stiff, said lightly, if it weren't for the barely stopping vibration in the tunnel, it would be like a host who was preparing to greet guests.

Although in a sense... That's true.

"Six elves are in front, it should be a feint, four on the left and right are approaching, one in the rear, fourteen in total, be vigilant. ”

As he spoke coldly, Bolton had dodged three enemy arrow attacks, and while taking a small half step back, he flashed the blade that stabbed his neck from the right side.

The cold eyes stared at the elven warrior with a stunned face, holding a sword and flying at it, the Mithril short sword in his hand rose slightly, and the blade of the sword shook.

High-level spells, Force Impact.

"Poof!"

Thin transparent white lines pierced his neck, and the trembling elven warrior saw only the blood gushing in front of him, and the next second, the world swirled, and the world fell into darkness.

Dalton, who took a step as he spoke, pointed the wand in his other hand at the other end of the tunnel, throwing out a blue "arrow of light".

"Poof!"

The blue light flashed, and another elven warrior fell to the ground silently, and several fast-moving figures flashed in the illuminated pitch-black tunnel.

"There are thirteen more, watch out for concealment. ”

"Yes!"

"Got it!"

Nervous-looking witchers and war dancers clenched their weapons tightly, tightening each heartstring and paying full attention, lest they miss a word from the wizard behind them.

Just now, they had seen with their own eyes how the three of them, under the command of this unattractive wizard, took advantage of the conditions of the narrow space and poor vision to easily kill ten times the number of elven warriors without wasting a drop of sweat!

Of course, the vast majority of elven warriors died humiliatingly under all kinds of weird traps, and they didn't even meet them, and most of them were killed without even noticing, and it didn't have much to do with the strength of the force.

But to think about it another way, in this narrow and extreme environment, you can still not be discovered by the other party, so that the party surrounding and blocking will be killed one after another, and you don't even know how to die... That's a scary feeling.

And it's the kind of horror that creeps.

"Bell!"

Almost as soon as the two of them finished speaking, a blinding white light flashed in the darkness in front of them, and the blades and slashing blades in their hurriedly parried hands exploded into sparks, forcing the witchers and war dancers to retreat.

Without giving them a chance to react, seven or eight indifferent elven warriors slaughtered out of the darkness, the messy sword wind tearing the air and letting out a terrible wail.

Apparently... The time for an easy sneak attack is over, and now it's time to hit it hard!

The pressure of the Wardancers and the Demon Hunters had to move closer to each other, and while this would greatly reduce the amount of room to move and dodge, at least they would not be annihilated by the enemies in the middle of the pack.

At the same time, the pressure on Daltonkander behind them increased suddenly, and the best evidence was that from the moment the enemy appeared, the succinct wizard never spoke again.

The War Dancers and Demon Hunters who were fighting side by side glanced at each other, and they both saw a hint of solemnity in each other's eyes, and they were determined that from now on, it was time to really play their role.

Defend the Wizard and earn the last cast time, even at the cost of life.

But at this moment, Daltonkand's mood was completely different from what they thought.

"Boom!"

A flame lit up at the end of the tunnel, and a wave of vibrating air struck like a shockwave, and the expressionless elven warriors continued to pounce on the three of them as if they hadn't seen anything.

No anger, no pain... It seems that the robes and injuries on the body that died in battle have nothing to do with them.

The elven warrior in front of me is completely different from before, that is... Is the enemy finally ready to make a move?

Daltonkander, who was secretly in his heart, plunged the long knife he snatched from the elven warrior into the top of the enemy's skull, and the elven warrior who tried to die with him was shocked and collapsed in a pool of blood.

From the beginning to now, the battle has been more than an hour, and it is time to carry out the "real" plan.

Previously, Isaac calculated that at least nine wizards would be needed to build a huge void force that would be enough for the executor (Loren Turin) to control, based on the information given by Dalton and Albert.

But in fact, this information is passive... Not nine people, but three people!

According to Albert and Daltonkand's assumptions, if the enemy has indeed prepared an alchemy bomb that is enough to destroy the empire, then they only need to use the path that the enemy has already completed, and the three wizards can build a relatively complete magic array to resolve the crisis;

If all this is just a façade ... The cooperation of seven or eight wizards, even without Loren Turin, under the premise that at least two wizards open the first valve, is enough to smoke not a drop of the void residue of the underground network.

For Ebolden, which is almost connected to most of the city by complex sewers and various secret passages, the direct consequence of this is that the entire city will instantly sink into the ground, and then the violent shaking of the collapse will destroy the city walls, and the collapsed city can kill at least one-third of the elves in the city, causing irreversible damage to the surrounding area for at least a hundred years.

Not only that, but considering the narrow, flat, and unleashed mountains near the Gem River, an earthquake of this magnitude and "range" would have spread far enough to destroy the entire army of the Azorean elven warriors... It will even affect the Empire's armies.

Casualties will be measured in "10,000", and even in the most cautious case, the Empire will have to bear the price of the destruction of Ebolden.

And the Azorean elves, if the current Elves of Eboden are already all in this world, they will be wiped out.

This is the fundamental reason why Brandon is willing to agree to carry out this plan... It is impossible to convince the "disgraced prince" of saving the empire, saving the world and saving civilization... He was lucky that he didn't.

Again, this is the reason why Dalton insists on not involving Isaac and Al Yin in the project.

The whole project only needs a maximum of eight wizards, in fact, if you don't think about life, four people are enough for him Dalton, Albert, three elders of the wizarding tower, four senior mentors... It's all consumables.

As long as you can make sure that the mission is completed, which four wizards... It didn't matter at all, Dalton didn't even prepare any retreat plan, just because the chances of leaving alive were so slim that the plan was pointless.

Loren Turin... Why hasn't it started yet, and has it also met enemy resistance?

No, the enemy has already been dispatched and cannot wait any longer.

Coldly glancing at the elite elven warriors at the end of the tunnel who were constantly killing in from outside the tunnel, Daltonkand raised his wand in his hand, and a gray-blue ring appeared under his feet.

In the pitch-black tunnel, the cold light also seemed so dazzling.

"Plan, let's execute!"

........................

While Daltonkand was "struggling to hold on", hundreds of elven warriors who had lost consciousness and emotion infiltrated the underground passages from various entrances in the city, heading towards the area where the power of the void reacted most strongly.

Dozens or hundreds, the sound of hurried footsteps, like a death knell, rang out everywhere in the tunnel, quickly and without leaving a trace, and the way of fighting was very different from that of ordinary Azorean elven warriors, and also caused many war dancers, witchers and wizards who were not aware of it in advance to be attacked without warning.

"Bell!"

The moment he crouched down, the sound of the tip of the spear colliding with the blade rang out above Lusen's head, and the gray-eyed boy immediately stabbed the short sword in his right hand into the jaw of the elven warrior, while the blade of the sword in his left hand swung backwards.

A second before she was about to stab the female elf behind her, the cold tip of the sword "crashed" into the stabbing long knife.

"Click!"

A crisp note sounded, and the elf who raised her knee to the side snapped her leg and ripped the elven warrior's neck.

In the next second, four sharp blades attacked the two of them from three directions at the same time.

"How are these Azorean scum different from the ones just now?!"

The spear swung the blade, and the tall female elf almost wanted to cover Lu Sien behind her with one enemy and three enemies, and couldn't help but say: "Don't shout or scream, I don't know if it's dead or alive!"

"I don't know, maybe it's because they're controlled by the power of the Void, right?" Unceremoniously smashing the enemy's wrist with the hilt of his sword, the nimble Luson scurried to the enemy's back, and the short sword stabbed into the top of the skull: "When we were in the Great Green Sea, we also encountered similar enemies!"

"What, controlled?!"

"I just said it was possible!"

"yes, is it possible that you happen to know how to deal with them?"

"I... How would I know this?!"

"Why don't you know, you're not Loren's Captain?!"

It took a great deal of effort for the elf to pronounce the word accurately.

"Is there any connection between the two?!"

"Didn't you?!"

While the two were arguing, more elven warriors had rushed up from the end of the tunnel and began to attack the ice barrier around the tunnel... Once the barrier is breached, they are surrounded on all sides by the enemy at the same time.

"Get down!"

At the moment when the gray-eyed boy roared, the female elf who was still arguing with him just now curled up and knelt on one knee in a very tacit understanding;

High-level spells, Force Impact.

"Knock !!!"

The moment the palms touched the ground, the chaotic qi wave enveloped the two of them and the Albert Master who was casting spells in the center, and then exploded in all directions.

The female elf's eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

But the next second, she couldn't laugh.

With the sound of bones breaking and tendons, the elven warriors who were knocked away by the air wave quickly got up, not caring about the injuries on their bodies, and the long knives rose horizontally, and pounced on the three of them again.

"These long-eared scum... Are they all monsters?"

Liya, who gasped, couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

"Probably. ”

With a solemn expression, Lusen picked up the short sword that he had thrown away, quietly folded his hands in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes.

Well?

The female elf, who faintly sensed that something was wrong, subconsciously turned around, and the gray-eyed young man who suddenly opened her eyes behind her made her slightly stunned.

Those silver-gray eyes turned gray-blue.

Not only that, but even his whole temperament has become a little different The female elf can't describe it, but the elf's natural sensitivity to the power of the void tells her that the Lusen in front of her is full of tyranny from head to toe.

Cold, terrifying, and... The tyranny of killing can be merciless and wantonly.

It's similar to Loren, but it seems to be completely different.

"Hey, Luceen... You... What's wrong?"

The stunned female elf stammered, not even noticing that the elven warrior behind her was about to get closer.

"Nothing. ”

Shaking his head, Lu Sien, with an indifferent expression, clenched his sword blade with both hands: "Just get ready... It's time to go all out. ”

At that moment, the gray-eyed boy who disappeared from the sight of the female elf turned into an afterimage, "smashing" at the attacking elf warriors like a stone.

........................

"Poof!"

The sound of flesh tearing sounded, and the trembling wizard tower elder stared at the blade that penetrated into his chest, the dark red spread between his clothes, and the power in his body seemed to be constantly being drained, and he involuntarily let go of the wand in his right hand.

"Bang!"

Almost as soon as the wand fell to the ground, the weak body slipped from the blade and fell to the cold floor tiles, and the nine-pointed star magic array under his feet gradually dimmed and disappeared without a trace.

At the side of the Wizard Tower Elder lay two other corpses, their fleshy shapes and severed heads, no longer distinguishing the identities of the Demon Hunter and the Elven War Dancer.

The elven warrior who gently wiped the blade in his hand frowned slightly Compared to the previous imperial wizard, this one was obviously much trickier just now.

He actually turned himself into a "machine" that was manipulated by the power of the void, even if he cut off his hands and feet, he could recover instantly, and he could even manipulate his limbs as weapons to attack and control the samurai.

Just to kill him, it cost a full fifteen samurai... Fortunately, the heart and skull in his chest are still "flesh and blood", and he will still die if he is destroyed.

There's another... The elven warrior didn't know how he did it, but he could make the unconscious elven warrior feel pain, burning and cold, and it gave them a headache for a while.

But it still didn't help... After paying the price of dozens of elven warriors, they finally found out that the other party was an "illusion" simulated by hearing and sight, but this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that all the guys standing here have long lost hope of being alive, and death is the only thing they crave.

The pain alone was not enough to stop them.

"How many more?"

"Everywhere. The elf behind him replied, "We have sent more troops, and we will soon be able to destroy them." ”

"What about the front?"

"Directly below the royal court, the dragon that was resurrected by His Highness is there, and it is not surprising that the vibration just now was caused by the enemy and the dragon fighting. ”

"Good. The elven warrior said coldly:

"Then we're going to help it!"