On a dark and windy night, the terrifying figure wandering in the dark jungle made the restless aura of the monsters quietly spread.

Whew—

The cries of the monsters reached far away from Fillingmore, through the high walls, to the keen ears of the elves of the city. These days, the jungle outside the city is becoming more and more restless.

"Your Highness, you are looking for me." The city lord of Feilin lowered his head and asked, glanced at Prince Fengluo, who had occupied his study, and guessed in his heart what Prince Fengluo had ordered.

"City Lord Feilin, now you should have gotten the news from the Elven Royal Court." An indifferent smile appeared at the corner of Feng Luo's mouth, "Do you really want to drive me out of here?" His Royal Highness, a prince who doesn't have much value, shouldn't dictate to you anymore. ”

"Fei Lin doesn't dare, the prince doesn't laugh at will," Fei Lin suddenly saw sweat on his forehead, and bowed his head and said to himself, "Your Highness will always be Your Highness, and your subordinates will never listen to those gossips, that is someone who is maliciously slandering Your Highness." ”

"Malicious slander? No, you're wrong," Feng Luo slowly got up, walked to the windowsill with a calm face, pushed open the expensive glass windowsill, and stared at the night sky with a slightly deep gaze. "No one maliciously slandered, the news from the royal court is true, I was banned by my mother from all my strength, and she deposed the royal court, and lost the opportunity to compete for the throne."

Fei Lin bowed his head and said nothing, he knew Feng Luo well, and he obviously didn't dare to follow the words of His Royal Highness the prince.

"Alas......" Feng Luo's sigh disappeared into the night wind, leaving little trace. The breeze was blowing, and the fresh air that only the Elven Empire had could not make his mind easy. "I have given so much for the Empire. In the end, it only got such a down-and-out ending, the city lord of Film. What do you think? ”

"Your Highness has worked hard for many years, but Your Majesty is too hasty this time. It's unfair. "The city lord of Feilin wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, although he is a smiling tiger and the city government is very deep, but when facing Feng Luo, there is always a considerable amount of mental pressure.

Feng Luo held his hands behind his back, and he was a little less sharp, a little more deep and elegant. "Don't complain about me, I don't need your pity and sympathy yet, that's what only the weak want."

"The subordinates don't dare," the city lord of Feilin lowered his head in some trepidation. Don't dare to say anything.

"You don't have to make such a gesture, I came to you today, so I naturally have something to discuss with you." Feng Luo said lightly, and the city lord of Feilin suddenly knelt down and rested his head on the stone slab. The elves are a race that does not pay much attention to kneeling and worshipping.

"I am loyal to Your Highness, why should Your Highness be tempted with such words! Your Highness has forgotten that in accordance with His Highness's order, Fei Lin sent people to besiege and kill his father......"

"Get up. I don't doubt what you mean, it's just that the general trend has gone, and people are a little unwilling to go to Cha Liang. Feng Luo had a misery smile on his lips, and there were several letters on his desk. It was information that several of the great nobles who had originally supported him had defected. "From the moment I decided to embark on this path, I already knew that the way we are today. That's it. ”

"Your Highness, don't be so discouraged, we just lost for a while. Not without opportunities. The city lord of Feilin said urgently, "Your Highness." Our efforts over the years will not be in vain, and you still have the power to fight. There are also a large number of clansmen who are fighting for the recovery of the elves to support you, Your Highness. ”

Feng Luo slowly closed his eyes, his back a little depressed and lonely. The words of the city lord of Feilin seemed to be persuasion, but in fact they were only comforting. The Elven Queen is the absolute ruler of the Elven Race and the master of the Cult of Nature Gods. Aside from her favor and the throne, Feng Luo had no other way to fight for what he wanted.

Power, the supreme power that governs the fate of elves. Feng Luo clenched his fists tightly, but slowly released them......

"Your Highness, we can gather our forces here, even if the queen wants to deal with you again, we must have some concerns."

Feng Luo turned around and sneered, "Deal with? She's my mother, why do you want to deal with me? ”

"Yes, Your Highness said so." The city lord of Feilin whispered, still persuading Feng Luo for some reason, "Your Highness, your subordinates still feel that it is safer to gather the strength in their hands. Now that you have been punished by Your Majesty, the power in the hands of the princess will definitely penetrate and divide your strength, rather than let our hard-trained army make wedding dresses for them, it is better to gather them all in the mountains and forests outside of Fillingmore, which has abundant reserves of military rations. ”

"That's ...... It's not impossible, but what's the point? Feng Luo sighed and slowly sat down in the chair, "Do as you say, although it is a dying struggle, we must also make a good posture." ”

"Yes." The city lord of Filin stood up slowly, and the corner of his mouth inadvertently showed a strange smile when he turned his head.

"Tomorrow is the night of the full moon," Lin Yutian shook his head, the long-term killing of monsters made him a little tired, this fatigue had existed for a long time, but he didn't stop to rest. "The number of corpses is still a bit insufficient."

"Master, Shadow Dance is useless, I haven't found the nearest village yet." Shadow Dance whispered on the side, this situation was also unexpected by Lin Yutian. Originally, I thought that there would definitely be villages and towns around Fillingmore, otherwise how could such a large city survive, all kinds of resources would definitely not be enough. But Lin Yutian later studied it carefully and found that the reason for the scattered distribution of monsters of the same level was that it was normal that there were no villages and towns around.

"Don't blame yourself," Lin Yutian is still very tolerant, although it depends on who is right. "You take the Blood Elves and search the surrounding jungle, and if you find a grave or mass grave or something, bring the body back without a trace."

"Yes," Shadow Dance replied, bowing her head, "the Shadow Dance is gone." ”

"Let's go," the wild boar turned his head and continued to fight with the demonic beast, usually not paying attention to collecting, and only when he wanted to use it did he know how precious a corpse was.

This is also a problem that Lin Yutian only realized after returning from the edge of the city, the number of the same kind of demonic beasts is limited, and it is difficult to form a large-scale combat group. The Undead are different, they are like the most regular army and can be used as a class in frontal warfare.

Lin Yutian originally wanted to find a few NPC villages and towns to slaughter, and then transform enough undead...... It seems that finding an idea is getting closer and closer to the essence of the wild boar's villain, and it will also attract the attention of the bright and powerful forces, but with the topography of the mountains and forests, the wild boar consciously occupies the right time and place.

"Forget it, I can't remember these things, let's take it step by step."

Lin Yutian didn't know what to do, at this time, there was a force that took the initiative to send the undead resources to the door, although it would bring him some trouble at first, but there would definitely be an unexpected gain later.

Wait, Lin Yutian suddenly thought of something.

"Fear, come here." Lin Yutian called out in his heart, summoned the Touch Spirit Celestial Line, and accurately transmitted his thoughts to the soul servants within three hundred miles.

Half a minute later, the Dreadknight jumped straight on his horse and galloped out of the scorched earth of Devil May Cry.

Lin Yutian suddenly thought of nothing else, but the unexpected upgrade of Bo Lusha, and he also noticed that the strength of the Dread Knight had also been promoted after he came here. Bharusa had said that it had a vague increase in strength in the river, and that the Dreadknight had also increased a bit.

"Remember that location?"

"Master, I remember it was on the river on the first day," the Dreadknight flickered behind his visor, and he was also thinking, only paying attention to his surroundings at the time, not paying too much attention to what was happening. "There seems to be a force hidden under that stretch of the river, and this force is very vague to me......"

"The river?" Lin Yutian thought in a low voice and summoned the touch spirit, and Prancy also seemed to have a sense in his heart and ran out directly. "The amount of force that comes from the water? What is that? ”

Prancy looked down and thought, "What force?" ”

"The amount of power that can increase the strength of the monsters and the undead," the boar frowned and thought as he considered the time it would take him to make the past trip and whether he would get a power increase. "I'd like to go over and have a look."

"Go and see? You mean, look along the river? ”

"Well," the boar nodded, "just assume it's an expedition, are you interested, old man?" ”

"Of course, my old bones can stand your toss." (To be continued......)