The forest outside Wanghuo City, because the light of the night sky could not spread everywhere, the depths of the forest were pitch black, occasionally in the depths of the forest through a creepy wolf howl, slowly floating around, on the bare fangs of white stone, the same shaking some emerald green phosphorus fire, curling and dancing in the air, with the breeze, shaking the flames.

A muffled grunt came from the side of a rough gray-black green shirt tree, and a cloud of green liquid sprayed out of thin air from the edge of the tree, and the runic markings carved on the body of the tree slowly twisted and wriggled, and slowly emerged as a mass of humanoid silhouettes, until a gray-robed figure appeared, and a pale elf face shone in the moonlight.

Three thousand silver-white strands of silver hair fell vertically, messy, the broken hair around the ears was stained with a lot of emerald green blood, the handsome face, the two emerald green eyes showed monstrous hatred, gritted his teeth and said: "Damn white-robed mage, one day, our war elf legion will set foot in Wanghuo City." Let you all be blown to the ground here. ”

Krester knew that there was only one official mage in Wanghuo City, and that was undoubtedly the white-robed mage in charge of the Mage Tower in Wanghuo City.

Thinking of the other party, he knew that he could not take revenge, only by relying on the elves to sacrifice to the Lord, only their strength could make Wanghuo City tremble.

He planned his future revenge plans, but he didn't notice that there were two tiny marks on his robe, emitting a faint purple light.

Horde of war elves.

The tall gray-white temple, flanked by emerald green vines that enveloped the temple from the outside, and inside were several old elves in green robes and peaked hats, holding an ordinary staff, their cloudy eyes falling on the clear water curtain in front of them.

The curtain of clear, unadulterated water flowed vertically from a statue of an elf holding a water bottle, cascading down like a waterfall, but strangely no matter how the water flowed, the ground did not overflow with a trace of water, and the water bottle showed no signs of drying up.

"Wow~~~"

A burst of mana elemental particles were disordered, and the clear water curtain began to gradually reflect the scene of Christ's battle with the silver-white snake, a wonderful and brief battle scene, which made all the elven elders silent, they sat on the stone bench, their eyes were complicated at everything in front of them.

After a long time, an old hoarse voice suddenly appeared, interrupting the scene in front of him.

"The Soul Ring has been obtained by the white-robed mage scavenger, we didn't get the chance, now it's better to join forces with the orcs as soon as possible to speed up the time to invade Wanghuo City, you all understand the order given by the empress this time."

"Of course I understand, it's just a pity that we didn't know that the ring in the hand of the elf squad leader turned out to be the ring of the magic soul, and now it can only be combined with the half-orc army."

"Everybody agrees."

After exchanging ideas among themselves, the four elven elders quickly came to a conclusion. Although they unfortunately didn't know that the ring would be a high-grade enchanted weapon, but now that it had fallen into the hands of human mages, the possibility of getting it back was equal to zero, so they simply gave up.

Right now, the only thing that matters is to join forces with the orc army and attack Wanghuo City.

"Agreed, then the High Priest will announce it to the Orc Prophet."

After the four elven elders discussed it, they decided on the current plan.

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A day later.

Wanghuo City, the room where Grant is located.

In the basement, Grant cleaned out all the blood specimens that were useless or could not fit his eyes, and he was now pressed for time to leave only the specimens and blood that could be used for the time being.

Now with a fist-sized piece of hardened lizard flesh in his hand, as well as some of the elven captain's blood, along with dozens of rank four and third beast blood and organs, they are the most valuable things Grant has right now.

"After digging through the tidying, the basement is also very simple, and after tidying up, I have a lot more blood and materials in my hands." Grant showed a look of satisfaction, and after putting the particularly important blood and materials into the reserve space, he extracted the more essence of the blood, ready to be used for the next demon pet.

Continuously upgraded to level four, Heiru's potential was exhausted, and it could only be comparable to level four at most, so Grant transferred it to the sub-demon pet column.

Suddenly-

There was a fluctuation in the waist sac, and the azure communication crystals emitted a faint light, and the vibrations were easy for Grant to notice.

"This is news from the emir, has she succeeded?" Grant took out the communication crystal, and through the mysterious rune marked on it, he clearly knew that it was the communication crystal that was exclusive to the emir and him.

"Buzz~~Buzz~~"

"Is it Grant? The bow you need has been lifted, let's meet sometime, I have something else to say to you, are you free now? ”

After hearing all the words quietly, Grant was silent for a while, and then spoke to the communication crystal: "See you at the old place." ”

With that, he quickly left the basement and prepared to go to the streets of Champell to get the pitch-black longbow. Ordinary bows are very difficult to pose a threat to level 5 monsters, and only mana bows can cause damage. At this stage, Grant needs it anyway.

Quickly dressed up and set off from the slums.

Champs-Éleans.

Passers-by, all smiling, had no idea what had happened last night, or even the coming war, the elegant nobles were still enjoying life, and the ordinary commoners were still busy with their lives for tomorrow.

Grant, who had been hurrying all the way, approached the corner of the alley only to find that the Emile had arrived much faster than him, and she was wearing a snow-white robe with a simple aristocratic tunic skirt and a pair of black stockings tightly wrapped around her lower body. Long blond hair fell down her shoulders.

"Did you come fast this time? Grant, I've only been here for two minutes and you're here. The emir smiled inexplicably, slightly embarrassed in his laughter, and after laughing again, he continued to add: "Here, this is your bow." ”

"Whew~~"

The Emir tossed the pitch-black compound longbow behind his back to Grant, ready for him to test if it worked as well as before.

As soon as he started, Grant didn't feel the cold piercing feeling, and his own physique did not decline, just like encountering an ordinary bow. He flicked a detection spell.

"Detection." The corners of Grant's lips moved slightly.

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