Paris, the modern-day queen of the pure-blood elves, feels like she's having a dream.

A dream that starts wonderfully, ends tragically, and ends before the whole process has time to recall.

The protagonist of the dream is a demon, but he is on the side of justice, he was sent by the goddess of the forest to save the pure-blood elves, and died of thirst for a mob from the depths of the Great Forest of Stars!

Then, the dream ended, and the righteous demons were no match for the evil mobs.

The well-known Nax Demon of the Netherworld descended in the Great Forest of Stars, walked out of the cold pool of the elven habitat, fed on flesh and blood, sacrificed to the soul, and from now on can become the guardian of the elf clan, to take revenge, to conquer, to restore the glory of the ancestors.

It's a pity that with the appearance of a gang of thugs, this dreamlike dream is over.

At this time, the elven queen collapsed to the ground stupidly, her eyes full of disbelief.

It's like seeing a dragon struck to death by a dwarf with a dung fork.

Paris no longer has the slightest elegance of the past, and his chest is covered with blood, just like the porcelain was not touched, and he let the big truck crush and then hit and run.

Just now, if it weren't for the three major magisters of the elven clan, they would have pulled her away from the center of the explosion regardless of their personal safety.

If it weren't for the explosion, it would have occurred dozens of feet deep underground.

If it weren't for the Earth Giant summoned by East, who resisted most of the elemental damage and shockwaves, perhaps Paris would have become the shortest-reigning queen in the history of the elves.

Alan doesn't know what kind of existence the Nax Demon is, since Esther said that it is powerful, then it is very powerful, but strong is powerful, and it has to be done when it is time to do it.

Albert was also very strong at the beginning, and he was not chased all over the mountain.

I don't know if I don't try it, but after trying it, Alan feels that this guy is not as good as Albert's parallel import.

Alan didn't know what the Nax Demon was, but Nandez did.

The reason why the Great Sage of the Druid is called the Great Sage is because he is very resistant, he lives for a long time, and he knows a lot of things, so he can be regarded as well-informed.

He hadn't seen the Nax Demon, but he knew what it was.

Looking at the head of the Nax Demon who was kicked around as a ball by Rooney, Nandez felt a little worthless for the elves.

The Nax Demon hadn't had time to transform into an army of demons, let alone any powerful elemental attacks, and hadn't even shown his hand-to-hand combat ability。。。。。。 Then he was pinned to the ground and subdued by a violent gang.

That scene, when Nandez recalled it, his legs and stomachs were a little tendoned.

A demon, let the two dragons press that, an extremely powerful giant snake, entangled, and then a big mouth and cut off the head to death, and finally broke people's mouths, Nandez has lived for so long, and it is the first time he has seen a strong man in the extreme Dao fight like this.

The demon of Nacker had no power to fight back, and died extremely aggrieved, he was opened by someone, and he didn't know what he threw into it, and sank directly to the ground, and before he could take a closer look at the beautiful scenery on this continent, he completely returned to the arms of the god of the underworld.

Nandez sighed from the bottom of his heart: Such a powerful demon, it is 。。。。。 who died Zhen Nima is aggrieved!

You must know that the appearance of a demon, especially a demon of the level of Nax, is often accompanied by countless disasters and darkness, which is no less than a catastrophe for any plane.

In addition to the fact that the demon itself is strong, the most important thing is that the demon clan can shuttle to any plane at will, that is to say, they are better at breaking away from battle than space mages, just imagine a demon who can transform into an army of demons and can break away from battle at will, which plane does not have a headache, not to mention that the average extreme powerhouse can't control him.

When Nandez looked at Allen again, he suddenly understood why the Holy See had suffered so many losses from the Bloodhoof Tribe, and now he had to meet with a smile and tout the Bloodhoof Tribe's chief as a hero on the mainland.

Because this guy 。。。。。。。 It's so wicked.

"You, you vile reptilian, the devil cursed by the gods, the pig who deserves to be tortured for all eternity, the incomparably rude barbarian!" A shrill scolding sounded as Alan looked over and saw a pair of eyes that were extremely resentful.

If hatred can be exchanged for gold, Eren can definitely return to the Bloodhoof tribe and become the richest man on the continent immediately.

Alan plucked out his ears and pretended not to hear it, after all, he ran to other people's territory, and he summoned such a powerful creature to death for others, just scold two words, at least this little girl is still very good-looking.

Alan doesn't bother with Paris, it doesn't mean that the horned wing python doesn't care about Paris.

Everyone has seen the power of the Horned Wing Python, after all, it is an existence that can entangle the Nax Demon with physical power and immobilize it, and it is already beyond the imagination of all elves and druids.

But no one expected that this powerful monster could not only speak people's mouths, but also have such rich language organization skills.

Even Yingge suddenly felt that Rooney was nothing compared to this powerful snake.

"Quack, rely on you. Mom, you stupid b elf, even Johnny doesn't want to go on the firewood girl, only worthy of the waste that matches the sarohmon.jiao, blind your dog's eyes, your existence is simply a shame on the goddess of the forest, with a face, a big ass over the shoulders, a naturally lewd broken shoe, a poor and sour face, quack! ”

Alan and Rooney looked at each other, who taught them this?

"Dare to insult the king of my elven clan?!" One of them suffered only minor injuries. The elven magister looked angry, probably stupid by the shockwave, and had no eyesight at all.

As a result, just as the staff of her right hand was about to be raised, a demon-breaking arrow pierced directly through his palm.

The demon-breaking arrows that traveled through the ice elements made her suddenly feel a chill to the bone, not to mention summoning elemental power, and the qi that came out was all with ice ballast.

The little green eyes of the horned wing python looked disdainful, and after becoming the size of a palm, it flew to Tilda's shoulder, rubbing Tilda's shoulder affectionately, and it was cute.

Originally, even if Tilda didn't shoot the demon-breaking arrow, the Elven Grand Demon Guide wouldn't be able to hurt the horned python at all.

But when the elven archmage raised his staff and prepared to chant the incantation, Tilda had only one thought in her heart, and that was to protect her companions, to protect everyone in the Bloodhoof tribe, and at this moment, she forgot that there was a group of pure-blood elves in front of her, a group of high-ranking elves, a group of clans that could give status and blood far more noble than herself.

Stroking the soft little head of the horned python, Tilda smiled, and suddenly had a realization in her heart.

Now, what does it matter if the elves give or recognize their beast elves bloodline?

It was the boss Alan who gave himself and the beast elves a new lease of life, and it was the Bloodhoof tribe.

Instead of these pure-blooded high-ranking elves in front of them, they are not their own clan, and the beast elves are not their vassal race.

The Beast Elves are fighting only for the Bloodhoof Tribe!

Nodding slightly, all the beast elves behind Tilda pointed their bows and arrows at the hostile elves, and said with expressionless faces, "Elves, put down your weapons!" ”

At this moment, all the beast elves, including Tilda, did not hesitate on their faces.

At this moment, in their eyes, there are only two kinds of people in this world, one is the own people of the Bloodhoof Tribe, and the other is the enemy!