When McGonagall arrived eighty miles to the northeast, she saw only a burning orc tribe, the raging flames that had swallowed the entire tribe, and the thick smoke mixed with the smell of blood that had not yet dissipated, made the flames even more strange.

His ability to sense the black mist was limited, and if Irina was here at this time, he should be able to see some clues, but he didn't feel any special aura.

"System, where's that thing?" McGonagall tries to turn to the system for help.

"It's gone into obscurity, the host is late, and it can't be tracked for the time being." The system's voice rang in McGonagall's head.

"Scrap wood." McGonagall pursed her lips and squinted slightly at the burning orc tribe, then suddenly her eyes opened and she raised her hand somewhere, and the Tiandu Sword tore over a stone wall, and at the same time forced the flames around her to disperse.

Beneath the stone wall was the corpse of a male orc.

Judging from the wound on his neck, he was killed by the knight's standard sword of the Loth Empire, but McGonagall's attention was not on this, but on his terrifying appearance at the moment.

It was as if his blood had been sucked dry, and only a piece of skin was left wrapped around his bones.

This was not caused by the burning of the flames, for the flames had not yet burned into his body, and it was not something that a knight's sword could have caused.

"What's going on?" McGonagall looked at the corpse and frowned.

"It has something to do with the black fog." The system's voice rang out, "His target should be the blood and resentment of these corpses." ”

"So the old ruler had long expected such a war in the Twilight Forest, and after the war, he frantically absorbed the blood and resentment of the corpses to strengthen himself?" McGonagall's brows furrowed even deeper, and suddenly a spiritual light flashed in his mind, and he exclaimed: "Or rather, this war was originally started by him, so the Northwest Frontier Army received an order to slaughter the orc tribe, and the people who can do this...... Only Jo Xiu! ”

Irina once said that she sensed the existence of black mist on Qiao Xiu's body, but later she gave up without finding definite evidence.

But if all this was planned and carried out by Qiao Xiu, then it would make sense.

Andre and Sean traveled thousands of miles to the City of Chaos to attend the peace conference, only to risk being besieged on the spot to launch an attack on both the orcs and elves at the same time, which was quite puzzling.

And when the news reached the scene of the peace conference, McGonagall clearly saw the stunned on Andre's face, and now that he thinks about it, I am afraid that even he did not know that such a thing had happened.

Andre wouldn't be stupid enough to anger the entire Nolan continent, the impact of the Eba Tribe tragedy was unforgettable, but now the Los Empire military has caused dozens of similar tragedies in the Twilight Forest.

Although Sean has been operating in the Northwest Military Region for many years and has very deep roots, it is impossible to say that he can cross Andre and mobilize the entire Northwest Alliance to launch an attack on the Orc Clan, let alone mobilize the border army in the Northeast to attack the Elven Clan.

As for Qiao Xiu, who has shallow roots in the military, how he concealed Andre and mobilized the two military regions to launch a foreign invasion, I am afraid that this is inseparable from the old dominators.

"What the hell does this guy want to do?" McGonagall's face was a little cold, and she looked around with her fists clenched.

The sun had slowly set in the west, and there was silence all around, except for the occasional sound of wood bursting in flames.

"If Qiao Xiu's purpose is to absorb resentment, the host should prevent more orcs from dying now, only in this way can Qiao Xiu be stopped." The system says.

"I suddenly regretted that I just cut off one of his ears last time and didn't cut off his head directly." McGonagall put away the Gemstone, jumped on the back of the griffon, took another look at the corpse that was gradually consumed by the flames, and said in a deep voice, "Next time, he won't have another chance." ”

……

"When will I be able to show up in front of Alex and rub him on the ground?" In a gloomy valley dozens of miles away, Qiao Xiu walked out of the darkness with a hideous expression.

"It's almost ...... Soon it will be ......" the devil's whisper rang in his ears.

……

"Sister Anne, did you say that my father and mother had forgotten us? We haven't even eaten lunch yet, and we can't even get through the door. Amy sat on the steps at the door of McMie's restaurant, her chin dragged with her two little hands, and looked sideways at Anne and asked, her little face full of faint sadness.

Anne smiled and shook her head, reaching out and gently touching Amy's head, reassuring her.

"But, I really want to eat roast goose." Amy looked at the ugly duckling in her arms and swallowed.

The ugly duckling, who had been lying comfortably, suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked at Amy with some horror, and then slowly moved his body in Annie's direction, trying to get away from Amy.

……

"The elven race is really vulnerable, so weak that people can't even feel that this is a race that was once more powerful than the Los Empire." General Iman couldn't help but smile as he looked at the empty castle in front of him.

As the military commander of this invasion of the Wind Forest, a powerful tenth-level knight, he led 50,000 imperial iron horsemen to drive straight in, encountering almost no large-scale resistance along the way, and directly entered the core area of the Wind Forest as if he had entered a no-man's land.

The combat effectiveness and defense of this neighbor of the Los Empire are surprisingly low.

At this rate, as long as he is given three days without any support from the Empire, he can lead 50,000 Iron Horsemen to adopt the Forest of Wind as the territory of the Loth Empire.

Thinking that this great feat, which would make his name forever engraved in the history books of the Empire, and leave a strong mark, the horizontal flesh on Iman's face became even more distorted.

"Cross this castle and march directly in the direction of the Tree of Life, tonight we will drink the water of life, hold the beautiful elves, and sleep under the Tree of Life!" Iman said loudly.

These words immediately caused a burst of cheers, and the knights, who were a little tired from the rapid march, as if they had been suddenly beaten, continued their march with Iman.

In the distance, the city of life built in the forest looms.

It is the symbol of the elves, and it is also the last line of defense of the elves.

The unstoppable spirit of the road made these knights gradually swell, thinking that as soon as they got there, it would become the territory of the Loth Empire, and the elves did not even have the courage to resist.

The City of Life has no walls, only a sealing barrier.

At this time, the nobles in the city were anxious like ants on a hot pot, and the bad news from the front line was coming back one after another, seeing that the iron cavalry of the Los Empire was getting closer and closer to the city of life, but the elves had never been able to make a strong counterattack, which was really a headache.