Unlike most elves, Hauge's appearance is not attractive in any way.

He can handle things and command his subordinates, but he doesn't have any outstanding talents.

His father, Hong Tai, only gave him more attention because he was the eldest son, and did not recognize him as his heir.

The lack of charisma and appeal has always been Hauge's obvious weakness, and even Hauge himself is well aware that he is also a good dealer, he is not as old as his father, and seems to be a little worse than his much younger uncle Dorgon.

Of course, the latter comparison, Hauge himself absolutely does not admit.

But although he is not a particularly good individual among the elven princes, he does have his own merits, and he regards the fate of the elven nation as more important than his own fate.

Even Yoto and Dorgon understood this, they respected it, but they took advantage of it mercilessly.

They used fiery rhetoric and exaggerated body movements to encourage Hauge to do the task of death.

Hauge knew that those were not true, and he understood that the other party was taking advantage of him, but he did not hesitate for long, and agreed to the other party's request, even if he did suffer from the splint under the attack of the Daizen father and son and the three Dolgon brothers.

After he came to Guangning City, he easily met Sun Chengzong, and judging from common sense, he did have a reason to rebel.

Although on formal occasions, Sun Chengzong has always held a tough attitude of killing everything, but in the actual exchange, the conditions given by Sun Chengzong are quite good, Haoge can not only save his life, but also keep the glory and wealth of himself and his family.

But Hauge was not moved in the slightest, because he wanted to protect not only himself and his family, but the elven people.

He confessed to Sun Chengzong with gratitude. On the one hand, with the help of Han Chuming, he lurked on the beam of the Yanhuang Altar.

He was coated with several layers of incense ash dug up from the deepest part of the altar incense burner by Han Chu Ming, and this kind of incense ash could be used to blind the perception of the Yanhuang Dragon with some changes in Han Chu Ming's ritual.

This lurking is three days.

The thirst and hunger of the past few days have been fine for Hauge, but the biggest problem is worry. Worried about whether Han Chuming's plan could succeed.

However, the biggest test was the hours after the sacrifice began.

As an elf, it was an absolutely terrifying experience to watch the sacrifice of the Yellow Dragon.

Even if the Yanhuang Dragon didn't even realize his existence and had no special means to deal with him at all, Hauge would have to face a completely malicious environment.

Every chant, every trace of smoke, tested Hauge's nerves.

Is this Han Chu's life really as reliable as Yue Tuo said?

Will Yue Tuo fulfill his promise to take good care of his brother and children? Preserve the status of the Hong Taiyi line among the elves?

Do we elves really have a chance to defeat humans?

These questions tortured and weakened Hauge's nerves.

At this time, the hunger and thirst that were not serious were about to become the straw that broke the camel's back.

Haoge's body was completely numb, and he couldn't eat even if he had medicine, but fortunately, Han Chuming had already expected this situation, and he devised an ingenious solution.

Half an hour ago, a little slow-release agent in Hauge's eyes broke open just at this time. Dissolved into the eyes of the elven prince.

Then it crossed the blood-brain barrier and stimulated Hauge's declining nerves fiercely.

As Han Chuming predicted. Hauge regained his ability to move.

Although the side effects of this elixir worth thousands of fate points are extremely high, and it will consume more than ten years of life, for Hauge, this is no longer a problem.

When Han Chuming sent the signal, he gritted his teeth and completed his mission.

He opened his already numb lips. A mouthful of liquid in his mouth was spit on the head of the statue of the Yellow Dragon.

At the moment when Hao Ge moved, the jewel eyes of the Yanhuang Dragon shone brightly, and the ancestral god of the Empire of Light discovered the crisis at the last moment.

A cloud of dim gas rose from the dragon's horns, holding the glowing liquid in its sparkle.

The power that the Yellow Dragon was able to project on this plane was very small. But the goddess of magic in the main plane where Wu Xin is located is actually not the goddess of magic at all, calling her a goddess is just an honorific title, and she can't even count as a weak divine power.

The two sides formed a solid balance in an instant.

Han Chuming triggered an instantaneous magic, "Negative Energy Ray", and Sun Chengzong shook it.

The antlers on his head turned bright red, the skin on his face quickly lost its elasticity, and his already gray hair quickly faded to the last bits of black.

Sun Chengzong still stood still.

Han Chu couldn't strike a single blow, and he saw that he was about to cast a second instantaneous magic.

Wu Xin, Delia, and Villefort rushed up and launched a fierce attack on Han Chuming.

Because they were afraid of accidentally injuring Sun Chengzong next to them, most of them threw rat bogeys.

Only Wu Xin still used the "Fireball Technique".

Their attack succeeded in dragging Han Chu's life.

He instantly launched the "Elemental Shield" and successfully blocked Wu Xin's magic, and then instantly launched the "Wind Wall Technique" to resist the attacks of others, and he was unable to attack Sun Chengzong anymore.

Sun Chengzong calmed down, concentrated his willpower, and continued to fight against the pure and extreme mana.

At this time, Yan Huang Zhilong's attention was slightly increasing.

His little by little change is a great change in this plane, and Sun Chengzong felt that there was infinite surging power surging in his body.

The dim gas became more and more like substance, gradually dissipating the brilliant liquid.

In a short period of time, Sun Chengzong experienced many wonderful experiences, from the Yanhuang Alliance, to the Battle of Zhuolu, and then to the First Emperor sweeping Liuhe

Yan Huang had a difficult business, and Yingzheng was full of spirit

Then Sun Chengzong's experience ended there.

"Asmodeurs!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Hauge made a startling move.

The elven prince, who was lying on the girder, yelled the true name of the god as he slapped his throat with his fingers, ripping blood vessels.

He gave his soul to the Lord of the Nine Layers of Hell, and in exchange, he received a power full of order and evil, almost entirely the opposite of the Yanhuang Dragon.

The blood imbued with Asmodeus' filthy power spewed onto the yellow mist, creating a brief gap.

The liquid eventually broke through the yellow mist and dripped onto the faucet.

The bright color was absorbed by the yellow dragon head in an instant, as if it had not caused any damage at all.

The liquid completely fell on the dragon's head, but Sun Chengzong felt that there seemed to be some slimy liquid on his head. (To be continued.) )