In the next second, Mauser felt countless Xiaoice slags splash onto his exposed skin, and a chill spread into his body inch by inch. However, in a moment's time, Mauser was horrified to find that his limbs began to numb, which was a condition of uncontrollable loss of consciousness in extremely low temperatures, and even his movements involuntarily began to slow down.

At this time, a sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Yuan's mouth, Mauser suddenly knew that he had been stricken, the reason why Zhao Yuan kept releasing ice at the expense of mana was to let him form a conditioned reflex, at that moment he thought he had dodged all the ice cubes, but he didn't know that this was in line with Zhao Yuan's intentions, because he knew that if he simply used the wind ice cubes, it would be almost impossible to hit Mauser, but what if the ice cubes burst open when they hit an obstacle?

At such a close distance, each Storm Ice Cubes burst into hundreds of ice slag fragments, and more than a dozen Storm Ice Cubes burst at the same time, even if Mauser reacted quickly, he would never be able to dodge.

Seeing that Mauser was now moving slowly like an old man, Zhao Yuan raised his hand unhurriedly, and a small wind ice cube hit Mauser's armor with a crisp sound, and a layer of white frost quickly covered his body, and even his eyebrows and mustache were hung with frosty ice cubes.

After Zhao Yuan finished doing this, he put away his staff, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at Mauser with an indifferent expression. Mauser saw that he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, and was stunned for a moment before reacting. He let out a long sigh, mixed with a trace of inexplicable complex emotions in his rough voice, and said, "I lost!"

After speaking, he lowered his body without hesitation, fell to the ground, waved his hand to the second prince and other people who had been watching the battle below, and motioned for them to return to the station.

A martial artist and a mage compete and actually lose, what is there to fight in that battle? Hurry up and wash up and go home and sleep!

The second prince and Mason looked at each other, and they both broke out in a cold sweat. No one could have expected such a result, and they couldn't help but shout in their hearts with joy - if they had sent troops rashly just now, they would probably have died at this time!

After returning to the tent, the second prince, Mason, and Mauser fell into a long silence, and neither of them wanted to be the first to speak.

In the end, it was Mason who took the lead in breaking the silence, and he said in a muffled voice: "The strength of this Terran mage is indeed extraordinary, it is impossible for us to capture the elven clan to avenge the three princes, and the artifact has not been recaptured, how can we go back to the main city and deal with His Majesty the Lion King?"

I only heard General Mauser sigh heavily and said: "It's because my skills are not as good as others, so I can only ask Your Majesty for guilt." "That's all the responsibility.

Mason nodded, indeed, General Mauser has an extraordinary status in the lion clan, if he is willing to take the initiative to take responsibility for this defeat, His Majesty the Lion King will not be severely punished, and now their 50,000 troops are unharmed, this is also the best result.

"But, we have to get the artifact back!, I think that Terran mage is very talkative, it shouldn't be a big problem!" The second prince, who was sitting on the side, suddenly spoke.

Seeing that both of them were looking at him with shocked faces, the second prince scratched his ears a little embarrassed, and said, "What, what I said is wrong?"

Mason didn't know where to start, which eye did the second prince have to see that Terran mage "good to speak"? In his opinion, that Terran mage was full of anger, and his expression was like thousands of miles of ice, which was absolutely hard stubble.

Seeing that the two of them still didn't speak, the second prince's originally righteous momentum gradually faded, and he muttered in a low voice: "That Terran didn't hurt General Mauser, nor did he move our army, isn't it easy to talk......

Mason and Mauser were both stunned, although the second prince was simple-minded, what he said was true! They were both confused by Zhao Yuan's external situation, but they ignored what he was really doing.

"Second Highness, this time you have made a meritorious service!" Mason patted the second prince on the shoulder with a smile on his face, and immediately went out with General Mauser to discuss how to get the artifact back.

The second prince looked at the back of the two of them in a daze, confused, and didn't react to what was happening.

......

Not long after Zhao Yuan returned to the elf fortress, an elf boy with a young face ran over, saying that the lion clan had come outside the fortress again, and this time he had brought a short lion clan.

When Zhao Yuan hurriedly walked out of the elven fortress, he unexpectedly saw Mauser and the thin lion clan standing next to the second prince of the lion clan last time. The thin leon's face had a warm smile, compared to the smile on the face of General Mauser next to him.

As the saying goes, if you don't hit a smiling person, Zhao Yuan was embarrassed to put on a poker face, but looked at the two of them with some confusion.

Seeing Zhao Yuan's face, the boulder hanging high in his heart finally fell, he looked familiar, and said enthusiastically: "Your Excellency Zhao Yuan, I have admired the name for a long time, and I really have a good demeanor when I see it today! I am Mason, the advisor under the second prince of the lion clan, this is General Mauser, the top three strong man in our lion clan. There may have been some misunderstanding between us before, but thanks to His Excellency Zhao Yuan, who understands the righteousness and tolerates the reckless actions of our clan in every way. We are here today precisely to clear up the misunderstanding and form a friendship between the two races, and I hope that His Excellency Zhao Yuan will not dislike us for being abrupt. ”

The words of this sentence are the result of Mason's prediction and modification many times. Because when he traveled to the Donghuan Continent back then, the people he met talked like this, thinking that Zhao Yuan was also from the Donghuan Continent, so he also adopted the way of speaking of the human race.

As a result, Zhao Yuan didn't have the slightest thought with him, and said straight to the point: "You are right, there is indeed a misunderstanding in the middle!But the murderer has already run away, and our elven clan has no choice but to carry this black cauldron!" Speaking of this, Zhao Yuan's expression was simply heartbroken.

Mason and Mauser glanced at each other in surprise, they didn't expect there to be such a twist and turn in the middle, it seems that it is useless to find the elves to return the artifact. But they still said that they would like to hear about it, after all, they can find a little clue, and they can also have a little more hope of recovering the artifact!

Zhao Yuan was naturally embarrassed to let the two of them stand at the gate and talk, so he took the two to a spacious and comfortable room, and when the three of them were seated, Zhao Yuan told the entanglements that had happened in these days.

"In this way, even you, Your Excellency, don't know the identity of those mysterious men in black. Mason frowned.

"That's right, this group of men in black has been operating in the blood elves' lair for hundreds of years, but none of the blood elves know their true origins. However, I have a conjecture-" Zhao Yuan said this, and involuntarily paused.

"Oh, let's hear it!" said Mauser.

"Those alchemy puppets, and weird blood arrows, undead magic...... Hey, I'm ashamed to say it, but I really think it was my kindred who did it, although there is no evidence ......" At this time, Zhao Yuan finally had the opportunity to say the conjecture he had been hiding in his heart. When the two sides fought before, it could be described as a deep feud in the sea of blood, where did he dare to speak!

"This ...... How could this be? The Terrans have crossed the ocean and been active in the Cold Beast Continent for hundreds of years, just to help the blood elves defeat the elves?" Mauser didn't finish the rest of the words, I'm afraid the elves are not qualified to let the human race go to such great lengths and make a big move! Although the elves should also have some treasures and artifacts, which race doesn't have the things at the bottom of the box?

Zhao Yuan also felt that this guess was ridiculous in his heart, but he just had a strange intuition, and told him with great certainty that the men in black were Terran!

At this time, Mason, who had been pondering beside him, spoke: "Actually, my guess just now is also the human race, after all, there is no force on the Cold Beast Continent that can gather such resources. Although his words were not explained, the three of them knew it - there were not many mages on the Cold Beast Continent, how could there be people who could have rare necromancy spells? That strange blood arrow was also clearly the work of the Inscription Grandmaster, and the entire Cold Beast Continent didn't know how many years there had been no Inscription Grandmaster! Not to mention the alchemy puppets, now only the dwarven clan in the extreme north of the Cold Beast Continent has the largest group of alchemists and forgers on the Cold Beast Continent, but compared to the more than 100 middle-level puppets described by Zhao Yuan, it is just a drop in the bucket, I am afraid that there are not enough people to repair so many puppets in ordinary times.

It's not that there are no talents in the Cold Beast Continent, but these methods happen to be all the races on the Cold Beast Continent that they are not good at, and they just restrain the elf race, so the power is also very strong and difficult to crack. If it weren't for Zhao Yuan, the elves would have to hurt their vitality a lot to crack these tricks.

Seeing that Mason also agreed with Zhao Yuan's point of view, the second prince hurriedly said: "That must be the human race!" Mason is the smartest beast clan he has ever seen, even smarter than those fox clans, and the second prince has always believed in his words.

Seeing that the three of them said this, Mauser couldn't help but start to be suspicious, only to hear Mason continue: "Second prince, we might as well take the arrow that killed the third prince and take a look, maybe we can find any clues." ”

As soon as the second prince heard this, he immediately stood up and was about to go back to the big tent to get the arrow, completely looking at Mason's horse-headed look, Zhao Yuan saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but be surprised.

He didn't know how many times Mason had helped the second prince in the past few years, and how many times he had saved him from desperate danger, not so much as a superior or a superior, but a brother who shared hardships.

While waiting for the return of the second prince, the three of them sat in the room and drank the elven specialty Baihua tea, chatting in a harmonious atmosphere. Mason was well-informed and eloquent, making both Zhao Yuan, a native bun, and General Mauser feel very comfortable.

After a while, the second prince came back, only to see that he was holding an arrow with dark brown blood condensation on the arrow, the arrow body was like gold and wood, and it was extremely tough, this must be the murder weapon that killed the third prince!