The war elves and the Mars Empire have been stable for a long time, but this time there is news that they have united with the orcs in an attempt to annex the territory of the Mars Empire.

Faced with invisible pressure, Albert, as the lord of the entire Wanghuo City, has the obligation and ability to maintain. Even if he understood that even if his town was broken, the entire Mars Empire would still have a steel-walled fortress, which was the real imperial borderline, and Wanghuo City was like a tentative pawn, once it encountered such a battle, it would be destroyed in an instant, turning into a cloud of nothingness.

After a brief discussion with the two official knights, Albert made up his mind to temporarily enter the war preparations, and if there were signs of a large number of orc troops moving, it would be necessary to mobilize the entire city of Wanghuo.

"This matter is decided for the time being, I have a few signal beads here, you distribute them to your subordinates, if you find the enemy's movement, you can instantly pinch and pop these beads, and then the troops on both sides will support."

Albert groped out more than a dozen white beads from the silver trivia armor, as if the beads the size of a human eye emitted a faint fluctuation, as a product of alchemy, even if they did not have mana, they could activate the beads and transmit signals.

"Okay, big brother, we all understand."

Crane and Wolf both looked solemn, because they both understood the importance of the whole thing.

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The Crazy Mountains, with their towering mountains and steep and complex terrain, give the entire mountain range an air of desolation.

Suddenly, a breeze blew through the entire empty canyon

"For a whole month, most of the injuries in my body have recovered, this attack on Wanghuo City, I must let the white-robed mage be good and dare to kill my brother, this matter will definitely not end like this." Christ said word by word with murderous intent, and these words gradually spread farther and farther down the vine house until they disappeared.

"Smack!"

The door of the whole vine was suddenly blown back and forth by the wind.

At this moment, Christ came out of the vine house, his silver-white hair falling vertically down his shoulders, and his handsome face was no different from usual, but if he looked closely, he could tell that his cheeks were still as pale as paper, and a shocking scar faintly oozed from the left side of his neck, adding a beauty to his plainness.

After returning from Wanghuo, Crester has been in charge of treatment, and it is only now that his body has recovered.

was thinking about his brother's affairs, and a figure walked in outside the door.

"Christ, you're almost all right now. Today I am going to accompany a few priests to the Orc Cave, and we may have to sign a Frontline Alliance Treaty for this war. The Crescent Moon Priest has already issued an order himself, so there's no problem with that. A crisp and touching voice came out of Jasmine's mouth as she stepped into the tree, and she looked at Christ, who had almost recovered, and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she didn't expect that he, who was the most powerful assassin, would be hurt so badly, and even used the secret method of the elves, and it was obvious that he had encountered an extremely terrible opponent.

It's a pity that it hurts the fundamentals, and the road will be even more difficult in the future.

War elves belong to the category of half-elves, and the strong are basically elves with magical talents, most of whom work in ordinary sacrifices or moon sacrifices, and belong to the masters of using spells. Those with good eyes and ordinary talents can also become archers, and those who do not have them can only engage in the assassin profession, they only have some basic elven secret techniques, such as vine toxin, phantom enchantment and other talents unique to their elves.

Moreover, it often takes nearly a hundred years to train an ordinary knight master to engage in the assassin profession.

At present, Christ can be said to have no hope of becoming a knight for the rest of his life.

For a whole month, Jasmine didn't ask too much about it because she was busy with her tasks.

Christ was stunned to see Jasmine walking away, and couldn't help but express his high respect.

"Lord Jasmine, I don't have any problems with my injuries now. It's better to hurry to the Hall of Elders now, and prepare to follow the sacrifice to their departure to the cave of the orcs. Christ showed a hint of excitement, he knew that he had no way to deal with the white-robed mage, and now all his hopes could only be pinned on the elf sacrifices, they were highly powerful, they were the ruling level of the entire war elves, and they were also the top strength.

In the face of this, Jasmine was silent, and after a little comfort, she hurried to the Hall of Elders with him.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! ”

Jasmine and Christ arrive in a cave surrounded by a layer of hidden enchantments carved out of the craggy cliffs. In the center of the cave, several elven priests in green robes stood there, emitting a misty green light around them. They were already ready to go, an ordinary elven priest held an elven staff, and a pair of dark green eyes peeked out from under the green hood, as if it had a strange magical power, making Christ feel like he was stuck in a quagmire at the sight of it, and he would unknowingly enter a state of stupor.

The whole state was completely over in a few minutes, and after sobering up, Christ found that the original residual injuries in his body were completely healed, but it was difficult to improve his strength.

"Let's go, this is the day to sign a frontline covenant with the orc prophet, and I must hope for success."

A hoarse voice came from the green-robed figure leading the way, wearing a robe that was darker green than the others, with a crescent moon depicted on both sides of the hood, and countless tiny whirlwinds swirling back and forth on the crescent.

He is the Crescent Moon Sacrifice Birel, an elven priest with an elite title, and his own strength is on par with a scavenger.

Birrell snapped his fingers, and the surrounding emerald green vines quickly intertwined into a vine giant, and the three-meter-tall giant held Birrell in his arms, and then strangely integrated him into his body, with a flash of green light, Birrell completely drilled into the green giant's body.

"Yes, Lord Moonmoon Sacrifice!."

"We are willing to fight for the Queen!"

In the back, three ordinary elves folded their hands as a prayer image, while dozens of elven assassins and archers were around, acting as protectors of Birrell.

Dozens of minutes later, the group quickly left the war elves' base camp.

Orc burrowing.

In a filthy environment, hundreds of hideous half-orcs huddled together. This time, in order to win, the orc side deliberately mobilized a lot of elite half-orc soldiers, they have strong combat power, at this time, in front of the cave, a pungent smell of blood wafted in the air, and the faintly visible blood-colored mist penetrated the surrounding cliffs and surfaces, and gradually appeared a lot of dark red dirt and hard stones.

Many orcs don't care about the environment on both sides, they happily eat the white and delicate limbs of humans, the flesh of these humans is the most favorite thing of the orcs, and it is a delicious meal for them. In order to treat these orcs, the orc prophet specially brought in some human meat to satisfy their preferences.

"Click! Click! ”

The sound of chewing bones erupted on both sides of the cave, and many half-orcs with dark hair looked excited, and suddenly, a half-orc standing on a sharp stone found a group of powerful green-robed figures walking in the distance, his eyes first showed a puzzled look, and then he figured out that it was the war elves.

He immediately told his companions in obscure orc language: "Companions, don't eat it now. The elves have already rushed over a group of people, hurry up and inform the Prophet, or the captains. ”

"Click!"

The voice continued to sound as before, and no one paid any attention to him. The orc was also on fire, and couldn't help but yell, "Bastards, hurry up, be careful that there will be no human flesh to eat in the future." ”

Hearing this, some orcs around reluctantly got up and walked to the cave, intending to report to the prophet. Even if these are elite-level half-orcs, their IQ is still not very good.

"Ahem~~"

"It's really smelling, I didn't expect us to cooperate with this group of beasts in front of me, it's really insulting to our elves."

"It's just that I only know how to eat human flesh, and I look sloppy and disgusting."

The elves and the group smelled these pungent smell of blood, and some immediately complained dissatisfied. They felt that such orcs did not match their identity.

Birrell motioned for them to stop talking, then raised a pair of green eyes to stare at the front of the cavern.