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"Here, pack everything you can to take with you!" Shuma Crane commanded the strong orc warriors to ransack the property of Silvermoon City: "Be careful! It's a movable alchemy table, and that thing can be exchanged for money to build a Daybreak-class battleship, don't touch it! ”

"How do you know these things?" The swordsman Wang Yue looked at the two strong orc warriors and cautiously lifted something similar to a writing desk: "The head said that you should go to the project site of the Eternal Well outside the city immediately, don't let him wait too long, he has a bad temper." ”

"It's too hard to communicate with your group, no matter what the reason for the normal operation of the Well of Eternity, it will not be finished in a short time, if it does, it will be finished long ago!" Shuma Crane kicked the door room by room: "Since we are still standing here and have not been blown up into the sky, it proves that there is no problem in a short time!" ”

"Then you can't just go on like that, right?" Wang Yue estimated the size of this magic academy: "I'll give you three more hours at most!" ”

"Do you think emptying an elven city with a complete heritage is an opportunity to come anywhere?" Shuma Crane kicked on a locked door, and excitedly beckoned to the strong orcs around him: "Smash it open for me!" ”

"The elves haven't recovered yet, but the Well of Eternity has rejuvenated the city, and you can't find the city until they react?" Shuma He pointed to the decorative paintings on the wall: "See, this painting is at least 1,500 years old, don't say I didn't point you to the chance to make a fortune, there are rich people in the country who are willing to collect this kind of ancient paintings preserved by elves with magic, just such a painting at least 3,000 gold coins!" ”

Without saying a word, Wang Yue took the painting off the wall, put it in his space bag, and then walked along the wall to another painting.

"It's a fake, an imitation, it's dead for two hundred years, and it's not even an antique to an elf." Shuma He glanced at Wang Yue, who was beginning to stop, and added: "It's worth eight hundred gold coins to survive." ”

Wang Yue's face froze, and the painting also went away.

"I've long heard of the name of the Lost Lock Array, but the rabbit spirit of the Eastern Soil was beaten too badly by the ancestors, and there is no inheritance to live in a corner for a long time, and there are no relics worth exploring." With his hands behind his back, Shuma Crane swept all the way into the core of the Lost Lock Circle with a large number of strong orcs and strong men: "This time I have to see and ...... knowledge."

"The old ancestor is mighty!" Shuma Crane looked at this huge metal hall, densely engraved with magic marks that made people dizzy to look at, but in the eyes of those who know, this is art!

The Well of Eternity began to reverse-energize Silvermoon City through the Charging Circle, and the Lost Lock Circle had been reactivated, and a dazzling light filled the entire core room.

It's just that this place has been deliberately vandalized, the entire secret room is flickering with violent sparks and high temperatures, a large number of blocked magic pattern circuits are red and glowing, and there are large patches of magic pattern circles that cannot be activated, which look as ugly as color spots in this silver light.

"Even if it is maliciously destroyed, the intact parts can still work normally, and the circle is distributing energy autonomously, avoiding bad sectors." Shu Ma He's eyes reflected the light emitted by the Mystery Lock Array: "Nested Compound Demon Pattern Array, the elves have indeed developed similar techniques, more mature than ours, no wonder they were able to rule such a large empire a thousand years ago." ”

"We don't have much time, Shuma Crane, there are already elves outside the door who have begun to take the initiative to restore order!" The swordsman Wang Yue had been keeping an eye on the elves' movements, and in the previous conflict, he had seen elven mages fighting in the air, and he didn't want to encounter that mid-level enemy.

The strong orcs can't deal with the casters who can fly, and these reckless men can only spit on the sky except to throw their axes away.

But it backfired, and before Shuma Crane woke up from his addiction, an elven mage descended from the sky.

"Who trespassed on the Higher School of Magic!" After the baptism of Tzeentch, these elves will never be able to return to the simple folk customs of the past, and almost all the high-level mages who are still alive have realized that if the high-level of Silvermoon City is killed, who has mastered the Mystery Lock Circle, who may become the next consul!

"Greenskin?" The elven mage looked at the strong orc warrior at the door in amazement, and then before they could react, a fan of lightning slashed over.

Dealing with these muscles in metal armor, electric spells save effort and time.

The two strong orc warriors standing guard didn't even have a chance to warn, they foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground convulsing continuously.

"Shalaman, you old guy is so quick to react this time!" Another elven mage fell to the ground like a cloud, and then saw the strong orc lying on the ground, and his face became serious: "It seems that Silver Moon City is in a state of chaos, and there are still a lot of guests!" ”

The two elven spellcasters glanced at each other, one after the other, and walked into the magic academy.

They were originally all family leaders who responded to every call, but in the previous chaos, they couldn't run as fast as possible, and they didn't bring a single helper.

The sight of the transcendents disrupted by the chaos fighting each other is enough to make it difficult for any elf to sleep.

"Silvermoon City has been in chaos until now, and Nianus and the Archon have not appeared, and it seems that they are eighty percent more auspicious." The elven mage named Salamane chanted incantations and put two layers of magic shields on himself and his companions that were close to corpses: "Be careful, the armor they wear is standard armor, not very greenskin. ”

"The same goes for you." The later elven mage kicked the unconscious orc warrior who fell to the ground: "A new species that I haven't seen before, it's not greenskin. ”

"Someone said before that they had seen humans moving around the city, maybe they were brought in." Shalaman walked into the High School of Magic, and he and the other elf were very tacitly aware of the confusion just now.

They all had more than one elven life on their hands before they could meet here.

For example, Shalaman himself almost killed all of his followers before he could get out safely, and even had time to change his clothes and take a shower.

Not only that, but he also sensed the existence of St. Tzeentch in the chaos, and the other party's vast magical knowledge instantly convinced him.

As a new cultist of Tzeentch, Shalaman is aware of most of the hot events that have taken place in and out of the city in the past twenty-four hours, and his new mission is to lurk inside Silvermoon City and find an opportunity to break into the Loess District.

As a defector, as an elven collaborator.

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