This group of dark elves, although called dark elves, is actually not much different from the elves of the outside world, perhaps the biggest difference is that they live in a dark forest, a place full of dangers.

In this dangerous environment, they are always vigilant, and they have more opportunities to fight, killing more enemies and prey.

As a result, their minds have become more cruel and murderous.

One of the leaders of this group of dwarves, who was extremely handsome, even Chenyang, who had incarnated as a wood spirit, was ashamed of himself, and he was wearing a light armor, standing in front of the dwarves, looking at them with an arrogant attitude.

"Are all the spiders dead?" The leader elf asked softly.

Compared to the group of dwarves standing in front of them, those huge and greedy and bloodthirsty giant spiders are the ones who give them the most headaches.

A female elf swung a dagger, killed the last two spiders with two swords, nodded at him, and said in a deep voice, "Well, but there will be more, and their actions are getting bolder."

From the words of the female elves, they had already come into contact with this group of giant spiders, and more than once.

"Okay, body search." The leader nodded, and with a flick of his right hand upwards, he motioned for the other elves to point their bows at the dwarves and search them.

"I didn't expect a group of dwarves to break into the dark forest." The leader elf looked at the team and said with some surprise.

At this time, an elf handed him a weapon, which was Thorin's sword of slaying orcs, the former creation of the High Elves.

"Slay the orc sword, the product of Gondolin, tell me dwarves, where did you get this sword?" The leader elf looked at Solo Lin and asked in a cold voice.

Facing the bows and arrows of more than a dozen elves, Solo Lin did not want to cause any contradictions, so as to lead to the beginning of another battle, and replied lightly: "A friend gave it to me."

The leading elf raised the sword that slayed the orcs, pointed the blade at Thorin, and said with a look of disgust: "It seems that you are not only a group of thieves, but also liars."

It was clear that he did not believe Thorin's words, or that he was inherently hostile and prejudiced against dwarves as he was towards elves.

At the same time, an elf who tried to search for Chenyang found no weapons or other items on Chenyang's body.

But before he came here, he happened to see Chenyang wielding the Cangmu Tang Knife, killing one giant spider after another.

At this time, the wooden weapon was nowhere to be seen.

Facing the smiling Chenyang, the elf had puzzlement in his eyes, so he could only go to the elf who was the leader, hoping that he would deal with this matter.

When the leading elf saw Chenyang and Qingqing, his attitude was completely different from when he faced Suo Lin and the others.

One is the powerful Maia, the other is an elf of the same race, and no matter what, the treatment will not be the same as that group of dwarves.

Under the questioning of the leading elves, Chenyang and the two said that they formed a team with the dwarves and participated in an expedition to the Lonely Mountain, explaining the identity of Suo Lin and them, and it can be regarded as clearing the suspicion of thieves and liars of Suo Lin and others.

After learning this answer, the leader of the elves did not embarrass them too much, but only planned to bring them back to the elven castle, so that the team would not remain in the dense forest, lost forever, and could not find a way out.

Of course, this one that brought them back to the castle could not be the kind of courtesy, and the hatred between elves and dwarves was by no means something that an expedition, a Maia, or an elf could solve

If they were walking on the Elven Avenue, perhaps they would use force and refuse to allow this group of elves to escort them to the elven castle, or to escort them.

But they had lost their way, lost their way, and could not leave the forest on their own, so they could only follow the spirit in their footsteps to the castle and find a chance to continue the expedition.

Along a path, the dwarves were escorted across an old stone bridge, perhaps even about the same age as the broken one.

Behind the stone bridge was a tall and magnificent castle, much larger than the one they had seen in the valley in the morning sun.

According to the words of the leading elves, this is a kingdom with kings belonging to this elven kingdom.

It's just that most of the dwarves and Chenyang here may not be able to see the elf king.

Following the elf into the castle, there was a loud bang behind him, and the open door closed again, and the light was replaced by a lamp, which seemed a little dark.

Most of the dwarves were separated from Chenyang and kept in cell after cell.

As for Chenyang and Qingqing, they have separate rooms, but there are special elf soldiers guarding the door, and they are not allowed to leave, which can only be regarded as imprisonment with better treatment.

The only person who was treated differently was the leader of the team, Thorin Oakshield, son of Thorein.

He was taken by the elves to the very center of the kingdom, where a wooden throne was placed, and on the throne sat an elf with a crown on his head, a grim face, and a jeweled ring in his hand, sitting on the throne with his eyes closed.

He is the king of the country, Thrandil.

As Thorin stood in front of him, the king finally opened his eyes, which were as dazzling as blue as jewels, but in these eyes there was only coldness, not the slightest emotion.

"Thorin Oak Shield." Thranduil shouted softly.

He stepped down from his throne and stood in front of Thorin: "Everyone thinks this is a sacred expedition to slaughter the dragon and take home the garden, but I suspect that your real motives are not so noble."

"Treasure theft, or some other attempt." Thranduil and Thorin looked at each other with a hint of scrutiny in their eyes: "You have found the secret passage, and you are trying to retrieve the jewel that gave you the right to rule, the King's Jewel, the Arkon Gem. To you, its value is immeasurable. ”

As he spoke, Thranduil stepped back from Thorin's side, returned to the throne, and smiled slightly: "I understand that there is also the jewel I want in the lonely mountain, white gems, as pure as starlight, and I can help you."

Solo Lin glanced at him and replied lightly, "I'm listening."

"I'll let you go, on condition that you return my things to me." Thranduil said, "Courtesy, I assure you, in the name of the king."

When he heard this, Solin smiled for some reason, showed a disdainful gaze, turned his head in the direction he came, and prepared to leave.

"I don't believe you, Thrandil. The great king will keep his promise, even when the end comes. Solo shouted loudly, with indignation in his tone: "But you, there is no credit!"

"I have seen you betray your allies, we have endured hunger, displacement, and sought your help, but you turned away, it is you who have abandoned the suffering of my people, and let them be consumed and destroyed by pain, may you die in the flames!" Thoreen roared under his breath, his appearance like an angry lion, terrifying and ferocious.

Thranduil's expression became gloomy when he heard Thorin's last words, and he suddenly appeared in front of Thorin, gritting his teeth and saying, "Don't mention Dragon Flame to me, I know its power of destruction."

As he spoke, half of Thranduil's face showed signs of flesh and burns: "I have faced ...... The dragon of the north. I warned your grandfather of the consequences of his greed, but he refused to listen, and you are just like him. ”

Two elven soldiers came up behind Thorin, locked his arms, and dragged him in the direction of the cell.

"If you want, then stay here until it rots, anyway, for elves, a hundred years is only a moment."

Thranduil said coldly.