Fetzel leaned against the door frame, and the seductive chuckle still seemed to echo in his ears, and he looked at the blood-colored pillar of light that went straight to the sky, and sweat slowly oozed from his forehead.

In the room, the poor man lay in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, and he could not believe that he was going to die until he died.

In addition to him, there are two soldiers who are not known for their lives and deaths......

It's all a conspiracy of the Drow Elves!

Fetzel felt his head swell, as if it was about to explode, forcing him to hold down his temporal area to stop his headache.

Those gold and silver coins must have been placed here by the drow elves, otherwise there would not be so much money in such a house.

The man's repeating musket had been given to him by the Drow Elves, and he was probably not the only one, as humans like the man were hidden in various parts of the town - with a repeating musket in his hand and a treasure chest full of gold and silver behind him.

He had every reason to believe that even if the people hiding in the house tried to cover the chests, they would eventually be exposed to the soldiers.

Resentment, despair, greed, madness—it's likely that the drows wanted to get these things and do something about them, or there was no reason for them to shove their muskets into the hands of the humans and keep a treasure chest full of gold and silver in these rooms.

And now, their purpose is clear, and the forces behind them are also clear......

The Drow Elves opened the door to another world, and they also used this opportunity to attract some of the forces of several great nobles of the Mor Merchant Federation, and it was clear that they wanted to annihilate all the armies that entered this town!

If the Drow Elves wanted to go back, they would have been able to go back a long time ago, so this time, they must not want to return to the original world, but take this opportunity to invade the world of Assatom.

Thinking of this, Fetzel's face suddenly turned pale, and he turned around and ran.

Trying to maximize the strength and speed of this body, Fitzel grimaced a fierce face, and could cover a distance of twenty feet in one step.

He was also a knight under the command of the great nobles of the Mor Merchant Federation, and an officer involved in this war, so the drow elves wanted to kill him.

He had to run, because those black-skinned bitches were absolutely not satisfied that they could only kill some ordinary soldiers, and what they wanted to kill were transcendent officers like him, and even those few great nobles and legends!

Although the gate seems to open slowly, if the drow elves want to kill the great nobles and legends, they must prevent them from running away immediately after seeing the abnormality, so the slow opening of the gate of the other world is likely to be just a façade, and in fact, the drow elves who can kill the legend have already arrived in the world of Assatom.

Perhaps the transcendent officers who followed the soldiers into the town would not immediately think of evacuating after seeing this strange situation, but those great nobles would definitely flee as soon as possible in order to save their lives.

It took Fetzel a minute to run under the wooden walls, and he didn't choose to escape from the gates, which was a foolish thing to do.

Bend your legs and jump to your feet.

Fetzel jumped over the wall, and when he looked back, he saw a black wave engulfing the town.

When he saw the true face of the black wave, his eyes widened and he held his breath.

- Eight slender or fluffy legs intertwined, driving the huge body forward quickly, they have a gorgeous face and a curvaceous upper body, but also have a spider-like ugly lower body.

They rampant through the streets, they can easily jump onto the roofs of houses, and when they encounter soldiers, they reach out and tear the flesh apart, then devour and devour the flesh.

They have the same black skin as the Drows, except that they don't have the silver tattoos on their skin, and they are no different from normal Drows.

But they are not the main body of the Black Wave, the main body of the wave that is engulfing the town is the legendary 'scarce' and 'difficult to reproduce' drow elves!

Long, black-skinned ears burst out of the center of town with a light step, and with their blades, they had come to this world to kill and invade.

From the moment he saw the drow elves, Fetzel understood the fate of the town's native human populations...... I'm afraid that those people have long since died, and perhaps they are the sacrifices that open the door to another world.

Although the legendary god has not appeared until now, not even his incarnation in this world, but by the light laugh that preceded it, Fitzel had already learned that the evil goddess who was good at intrigue had once again completed her plot and achieved her goal.

Seeing that the black tide had already flooded most of the town, Fetzel stopped thinking about so many whys, jumped off the fence, and ran into the distance.

He had to make a detour back to his territory, call his family, take the wealth he had accumulated over the years, and leave the country before his feudal lord reacted, running as far as possible.

"What are you doing in a daze, retreat!"

The nobles sitting in their respective carriages shouted frantically, although they all had a legend or a powerful transcendent by their side, they did not dare to resist in the face of this situation of invasion from another world.

As for the soldiers and officers, if they die, they will die, and the lives of these fellows are as important as their lives? They are big nobles, but big people, and they only need to declare war on the drow elves who invaded the world of Assatom, and then command that war, how can they die here?

However, at this critical juncture, the strong people who followed them all sighed at the same time.

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, I'm afraid we're going to split up now......"

Sitting in Prime Minister Luo Wei's carriage, the transcendent who was hired by him shook his head helplessly: "I'm afraid that not all the big nobles can evacuate smoothly, and by now, you should have found out." ”

His hands pressed on the long sword resting horizontally on his legs, his calm gaze intertwined with Prime Minister Rowe's panicked gaze in the air, and he whispered, "This is a conspiracy......"

"I know!" Prime Minister Luo Wei's lips pursed tightly, and his panicked emotions gradually calmed down, "Gross, take me away, protect me from here, I can give your family another territory!"

"Your Excellency, it's not a matter of whether I want to protect you from leaving......"

The wheels of the carriage were spinning rapidly, the driver was panicked and a little frightened to drive the horses, and the uneven road kept shaking the carriage, and at such a time, Prime Minister Rowe was really worried about the problem of damaged wheels.

He should have built concrete roads in the country like the Principality of the Screaming Winds, otherwise this would not have happened now!

Gross smiled self-deprecatingly: "You are a great nobleman of a powerful country, if you look at the situation this time, the drow elves are determined to invade this world, so in order to gain a foothold in this world, what do they need to do now?"

"The most important thing they need to do is ......" Prime Minister Rowe swallowed nervously, the veins on his forehead jumping, just one sentence made his brain, which was gradually recovering from the chaos, spin extremely fast, and think of many things.

"It's to occupy a position, have a forward base, and then ......," Prime Minister Luo Wei frowned bitterly and said with difficulty, "Give the surrounding enemy a thunderous blow to deter the enemy!"

Gross could hear the sound of the other carriages fading away, and it was clear that the nobles had parted ways.

"Yes, Your Excellency Prime Minister. ”

Gross chuckled and shook his head, "After that, it's not our business, it's about seeing how many troops the enemy has sent." But in order to deal with a great nobleman, it is not too much for them to send even a legend, isn't it?"

Then, he paused, tilting his head slightly.

"They're already here. ”

Suddenly, fear filled Prime Minister Rowe's entire mind, making his fat face distort in an instant, which was very hideous. ()

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