Lord Navigator, the portal has reached its maximum number of passes today. With a frustrating exhaust sound, the massive black portal gradually ceased to function.

The entire camp understood that it was the time when the teleportation of the Al El would end, and as time passed, both humans and elves figured out the basic volume of the Al Alpha portal.

About two tons of material per day, whether in or out, this is the limit, and the almost burned magic energy spar can testify that this is definitely not the Ayn-El people are hiding.

The camp of the Al Ayn-Els is independent, and they rarely communicate with the outside world except for trading hours, neither to humans nor to their close relatives, the Elves.

They are deliberately keeping it secretive, which is also the contact policy set by the navigator Caranhill.

The Al Ayn-El have extinguished their ambitions to colonize the world, and the more they learn about it, the more they revere it.

In the eyes of the people of Aynel, this is obviously a very strange world, the people at the bottom of this world are still stuck in a rather barbaric and backward era, but its cutting-edge power is strong enough to play with chaos to some extent, which is a force they cannot imagine.

The elven relatives who followed showed that they were barely behind the Al Ain-Eles, and the equally massive portal shocked Calanhill, especially since the portal was open almost twenty-four hours a day, as if there were no restrictions.

Although it is a portal within the plane, and the Ain-Eles can maintain unlimited teleportation for a period of time, they will never be as easy as the elves, and the other party is almost at the peak of energy control.

The difference in the tech tree is a shock to the other side, but the humans are the race that the Ayn-Eles are the least understandable.

His elven cousins were overturned by this group of creatures, which has been proven history, but Calanhill didn't know how humans did it, after all, they couldn't even set up a portal, and they could only use manpower to complete the transaction between the two parties.

It wasn't until the Battle of Wangxiang City that the Ayn-El clan, who had secretly sent front-line observers, discovered that they had appeared on the edge of the civilized world, and those Seris were obviously just an advance force like themselves.

Even so, the overwhelming firepower of the other party still surprised Calanhill a little, and the Ayn-El clan built a magic warship with thousands of magic in one, Najifar, whose destructive power was no more than that.

Although Najifar can sail in the void and can penetrate the plane wall to carry out cross-dimensional strikes, the other side's warships floating on the sea are obviously mass-produced goods, and Najifar will always have only that.

"To keep it mysterious, we have to keep a low profile." Calanhill kept emphasizing his position: "The world may be able to withstand the erosion of chaos, and our best role in this world is a group of unthreatening and well-intentioned war immigrants. ”

Although the general had a different opinion, out of fear of chaos, he agreed to Calanhill's plan.

"Lord Navigator, we have spotted a UFO approaching the trading point." A soldier of Al Ayn-El reported his findings via a communications device.

Out of sight of elves and humans, the Ayn-Els have secretly expanded their territory a lot, and the Ain-Els, accustomed to war, have carefully built their settlements underground.

Three Vault-style settlements were established near the trading point, which they guarded like a sentinel station.

"UFOs? Are you sure it's not a flying monster? Calanhill subconsciously asked, when the air monitoring circle was just completed, his soldiers made several false alarms.

"No, Navigator, there's a smiling face painted on the UFO, but it's a sign of friendship." The soldier replied solemnly.

Just as Calanhill was about to reply, one of the Ayn-El soldiers at the trading post walked in, "Lord Navigator, that half-elf half-breed has asked to meet with you, saying there is an emergency. ”

Could it be related to UFOs outside? Calanhill instructed the soldiers monitoring the circle not to act rashly, and then met with the half-elf Radia.

"Lord Caranhill, one of our airships is about to arrive, and an old friend of yours will be here to meet you." The half-elf explained his purpose succinctly, fearing that the airship's arrival without notification would cause unnecessary conflict.

The safest place in the entire Far South is probably this trading point, and the three parties to the trading point are all forces that have fought with the real swords and guns of Chaos, and if there is any accident, they will fight when they say that they will fight.

And the elves and the Ain-Els don't look like good-natured guys by any means, they both have the ability to shoot down airships.

With the half-elf's understanding of Xu Yichen, if such a thing really happens, there will definitely be one party who can't eat and walk around.

"Old friends?" Karanhill reacted for a while before he understood the meaning of the word, he didn't know what he knew in this world to be called an old friend's acquaintance, so he could only say perfunctorily: "I'm looking forward to it." ”

"Then I'll take my leave, and I'll go and inform the elves." Radia bowed slightly and walked out of the Ayn-El's trading point, head-on, head-on, to the elven stronghold in the other direction.

God knows what attitude the elves with their nostrils will be towards him, and Radia feels like she is starting to miss Legolas.

"Sir, our boat attendant says there's a violent wave of magic nearby, maybe someone is spying on us." The captain of the Laughing Craftsman saluted Xu Yichen: "Do we need to raise the altitude?" ”

"From your experience, captain, you're the commander on your ship." Xu Yichen shook his head: "I will not interfere with your command." ”

The captain immediately turned around and returned to his post: "Raise the altitude and get ready for battle!" ”

Xu Yichen guessed that it might be the defense system of the Al Ain El, but the enemy who appeared next was obviously not the iron cans.

Eight elven sky knights on pegasus approached the Laughing Smith from the side.

"Half-blood, I'm afraid you're too late, and your human master will be torn to pieces." Inside the trading point, a pure-blood elf stopped Radia at the door and said lightly, "I hope you can learn from this and inform us in advance next time that one of you is coming." ”

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