In reality, it's December, and the winter of the Nether has just passed.

The northern part of the Western Continent inhabits the northerly, with a bitter cold climate, and is extremely dominant in the cold winter season, and the pace of attacking the summer farmers has gradually begun, and many important places have been taken.

Xu Zhi had very little contact with the people of this country, and some of the information came from San Theo.

San Theo would occasionally give him a contract to change words, and Xu Zhi was able to understand the form of the melee between the countries of the Western Continent.

The most dominant of the kingdoms belonged to Baron Vontagin.

The undead don't care about the weather, the body is just a carrier for them, as long as the bones don't freeze and crack, the undead can still be alive.

Only after turning on the power of luck, this baron fought smoothly and rarely suffered losses.

As for Arbero, Casa, and Aureliusio, these three countries have a remarkable record in the winter.

Even an angry Mistrio held back after a while, ready to start a large-scale war when the weather warmed up.

The Western Continent prepares for early spring, while the Eastern Continent enters autumn.

The leaves of the countless trees of the kingdom of Arrannoen began to turn yellow, and like the civil war of the elves, it began to come to an end.

It was a civil war that lasted for a year, and this elven kingdom had almost fallen apart.

The Evan faction, the Huck Lord faction.

Both factions each have a large number of supporters, and the Legion is almost evenly balanced, which also keeps the civil war in a state of stalemate.

There are very few cases in which the balance of war can be upset.

A commander with great military talent, a powerful treasure, an immortal with extreme strength, a godlike that defies the sky or unleashes just the right amount of magic, or an irresistible summon creature.

For the elves, the first thing that changed the course of the war belonged to the purple mantis from the elemental realm.

It's a powerful creature that kills opponents second, and it brings a natural deterrent.

As long as the Purple Mantis appears in the camp, it will always allow the mantis in the opposing camp to escape, either stand still, or be forced to break free from the contract and return to the Elemental Realm.

And many other large creatures, such as phoenixes, fairy dragons, griffins, etc., also avoided them.

For the high-ranking druids who rely on summoning power, this is a catastrophe.

It's no surprise that Evan has the power to fight back.

As the elf king who catches ducks on the shelves, Aiwen's strength is not strong.

But when the war came, the burden on his body suddenly increased, and the tall elf began to show his genius.

The constant encounters did not defeat him, this elf is like a god blessing, every disaster will be killed Chengxiang, and like the unbeatable Xiaoqiang, he keeps getting stronger.

His tactical skills continued to grow, and he became more capable of fighting well.

Aven's personal strength is also rapidly rising, with real war training, the teachings of the Council of Elders, and the help of the altar, he is beginning to become stronger.

The Mantis Monarch is the product of Aven's elevation of natural magic to the rank of Grandmaster.

This allowed him to directly pass the difficulty of being promoted to immortality.

When Xu went straight to the lower realm, the small adventuring group of Aegrenel and the others muttered for a while, whispering from time to time.

"Squeak, why are you here?"

Xu Zhi seems to have been unusually busy in the last few months, rarely accepting appointments, and Aegrenel has only occasionally sent a message to maintain friendly contact.

This contract didn't mention that he was going to participate in the incident, so why did he get into the netherworld.

"I came here to witness the great victory of Arranorn," Xu Zhi smiled, "What about the purple mantis?" ”

Witness what victory is fake and see if the Mantis Monarch is real.

There is little overlap in divine arts, and the lord's aura is also prone to differences, so if you know the information in advance, you can take certain precautions.

This time, the Mantis Monarch belongs to his own forces, and it is difficult to fight and kill, so Xu Zhi is from the Nether Realm to find out information.

"Why are you so kind of people, everyone seems to be a little depressed, what kind of territory have you retreated to?"

After replying to Egrenelle, Xu Zhi found that the city where everyone was located was extremely small, similar to the previous dandelion town.

This kind of small city can defend against robbers and bandits, or ordinary beasts, and if used for battle, the dilapidated walls of the sanitation city are almost defenseless.

"It's just a small broken city, we don't know what it's called, it's really unlucky to follow that Aivan, all the way to fight, all the way to run, now it's good, they all retreat to the city near the sea, and if they retreat, they will have to run away by boat, how can the mood be high" Doug Wooger muttered.

If it weren't for Aven's promise that he would give him Lord Huck's shield after obtaining it, Doug Woog would have run away to other realms.

Evan fought all the way and retreated, almost ceding the territory of the Kingdom of Alanorn.

Even the capital of the kingdom was no exception, and it fell directly.

Today, the Council of Elders is set on an island of just over a hundred people.

The remnants of the forces led by Evan gathered in this small city.

"That purple mantis hasn't been summoned yet, this is news we overheard, please don't talk nonsense," Alita whispered as she glanced around.

The elves around looked dejected, eating roasted sweet potatoes tastelessly, obviously not knowing the good news yet.

Maybe Evan will announce it at some point to boost morale.

"You're such a good girl."

Since killing the Mantis Sovereign, the threat on the side of Lord Huck has dropped greatly, and Xu Zhi thought that Ai Wen could occupy a certain advantage, but he didn't expect it to be a complete defeat, and it couldn't be more miserable.

The contents of Egrenel's contract are clearly cherry-picked, and only good news is said, not bad news.

"If the news is too bad, I'm not in the mood to tell you."

What she said was so reasonable, Xu Zhi couldn't say anything.

If the remuneration is excluded, the elven civil war in the Kingdom of Arranone has little to do with Egrenel and others.

The three of them are quite alert, they will catch if there is a benefit, and run away if there is no benefit, acting as qualified mercenaries.

Without sufficient benefits, they obviously will not get involved in the war.

Even if you have immortal confidence, there will always be opponents of the same level on the battlefield, and even restrained opponents exist, and once there is a scuffle, death is very easy.

The new immortals simply cannot afford the resurrection.

Xu Zhi and the three of them chatted with each other for a few minutes, and then saw the old acquaintance High Priest Socrates hurrying over.

"Good news, three," Socrates said to the crowd, "We have an unimaginably rewarding task, I wonder if the three of you are interested?" ”

"The pay is unimaginable? Could it be that you have a dragon's heart for us to gnaw on? Doug Wooger said.

"Are you transferring the real names of a few high-level praying mantises?" Aegrenel is also bright.

"Grandmaster books on combat, life, order, and death magic, magical parchment of the third order and above, opportunities for large altars of life, and treasures that can be used for a larger purpose," Elita also said.

This is unimaginable, and the three of them can imagine it.

Socrates felt that his reward was nowhere near what everyone had imagined.

The trio also seems to know something.

As a bard, Aegrenel has a penchant for eavesdropping on little secrets, and it's too difficult to hide from the stealthy grandmaster.

Socrates thought for a few seconds before he smiled stiffly, "You need to do a little bit of practical imagination. ”

"While we can't meet the needs of both of you, we can meet some of the needs of Your Excellency Elita."

More than 100 meters away, Ai Wen opened the curtain of the tent and walked over.

Socrates was about to say something, but then he fell silent again thoughtfully.