"The wolf clan has lost so much, how can he still be so calm?"

"Oh, in the concept of the wolf clan, they take life and death very lightly, and honor is the most important...... See for yourself!"

"Legion Leader, you spent a few days in the wolf clan and thought you became an expert?"

"Hmph, I just recently found out that you dare to speak in such a tone to your boss!"

"What about then? Military justice will deal with me?"

Two figures, one black and one purple, walked lightly through the dense foliage of the Minar forest, bringing up the snowflakes rolling on the ground. The clear demon aura left a series of faint dark elemental trails behind the two of them. Darkelemental averse creatures either dodge far away, or pounce out of dark corners, pouring their instinctive attacks on their targets.

The dim forest was once again lit up by a series of fireballs, and several large birds with gorgeous red feathers glided down from the treetops, carrying with them a series of fiery fire elementals. This is the most famous Harvey bird in the Minar Forest. Harvey is mainly based on the ice attribute, while the fire attribute Harvey is much rarer, and his strength is much stronger than the ordinary Harvey with blue feathers. That's why such Harvey is also called Bloody Harvey.

Lovien briskly ducked behind a tree, and Mastema swept up the branches. The ability of these big birds to mobilize magical elements is even at the level of a third-level powerhouse, but when it comes to controlling power, it is much worse. These fireballs were far inferior to the fireball techniques released by true third-level fire magicians, but the fire elemental that suddenly dyed the space around them into fiery red still made Mastema, whose strength had not yet returned to the third level, feel a little tricky.

And for Lovian, it is not impossible to mobilize the same strength of dark elements to directly kill these creatures that can only attack by instinct. Instead, out of fear of the deeper dragons, he was a little worried that the use of dark elements with too clear demon characteristics would attract the attention of the dragons. With the advantage of their bodies, the dragon clan can often be proud of the powerhouses of other intelligent races of the same level, not to mention that Luo Wei'an is not strong enough. He also has that irresolvable hatred with the dragons.

The hibernating trees have mobilized the elements they have accumulated in the autumn and covered their bare branches with an earthy yellow barrier, so that their branches and leaves will not be burned by these fireballs. In such a forest full of natural aura, any creature has the possibility of evolving into a strong one. And those trees with a long lifespan but no attack ability can reach above level 5 in their ability to mobilize natural elements in their long life, and in Luo Wei'an's impression, the throne of the dragon king is composed of twelve 10,000-year-old level 5 giant trees.

No matter how advanced the evolution of plants is, there is no possibility of having intelligence. But there is an instinct to repel external objects. The tree where Mastma was feet immediately released a thick cloud of earth element, pushing her out of the branches. In annoyance, Mastma slashed the branch with the frost in his hand, but he didn't leave a trace.

"This big guy is all level four!what luck!" Mastema said annoyedly. Holding the sword in both hands, he cut the falling frost very directly from the back to the front, and the sharp snow frost fighting qi accurately cut through the three fireballs spewed out by the bloody Harvey, and he passed through the safe gap between the fireballs, and before the stunned Harvey could release his next fireball, a dark elemental blast blasted out.

"Don't commit murder. "Luo Wei'an's third-level dark essence cultivation allowed him to smoothly avoid the rejection of the fourth-level tree. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Mastema. Blocked the sharp part of her snow frost fighting spirit. At the same time, he channeled his spiritual power into his body, and used the dark essence to lay out a unique set of formations, forming a vague demon head behind him.

"Whoa-" With the mental impact of Devil May Cry, the three bloody Harvey screamed and fainted, falling to the snow below.

The surrounding fire elementals immediately dissipated, and the space regained the darkness of the original jungle. The surrounding trees also retracted their enchantments and began to sleep in winter again. Before Bloody Harvey came to his senses, the two demons were long gone.

"Whew-" As if he had suddenly crossed a border, the surrounding elemental environment suddenly changed completely. Traveled several kilometers before. In the Minar Forest, where a wide variety of natural elements are shrouded, the element of light has always been the backdrop there. And as they crossed this invisible line. In this space, it is no longer a faint element of light, but a familiar element of darkness.

The Minar Forest, which belonged to the Dark Elemental Territory, was even darker, but the details of an object in their field of vision became clearer. And the basic attribute of Harvey hovering above them has also been replaced with a dark element, and there is no longer any rejection of the demons whose essential attribute belongs to the dark element. Although there is no Mastma who expected to lean up to the camera, at least they will fly by them as if no one else is around, and they will not bother them anymore.

"Where are we? I've been following you all the time?"

"What? I've been following you, Legion Commander!"

Lovian sighed helplessly. They looked at the direction of the sun, which was not very clear in the sky, and then turned a bush, and found that the light in front of them suddenly became brighter. Not far away in a grove of woodland, there was a small area of reclaimed flatland, and the only bright sunlight shone through the gap, unobstructed by a canopy, and shone on the small clearing covered with snow. Maybe Lovian wasn't that sensitive, but Mastma, who was from the Blue Lagoon family, immediately ran over in surprise, blowing away the snow to reveal the frozen ground below.

"This is a trace of cultivated land. "We are the only ones who still use this way of farming." She patted the ridge of the field quite with great skill, and pinched a grain of wheat out of the gap in the frozen soil.

"I don't feel anything abnormal in the distribution of dark elements at the moment, if there is a demon village nearby, the dark elements there must be more concentrated than in other directions. Lovian shrugged helplessly.

While the two demons were discussing which direction to continue searching, the sound of "clusters" sounded behind them. What really surprised them was that the source of this sound did not cause a disturbance of the surrounding natural elements.

The sense of vigilance immediately tightened the dark spirit around Lovian. In his vision, where there were no gaps, the direction in which his gaze was focused was still blank.

Then two clumps of things popped out of the bushes.

Obviously, in the experience of the two people, they have no impression of this kind of thing. But what is known is that this is a creature that is definitely intelligent. Otherwise, two little guys who look like hedgehogs don't wear uniquely shaped clothes and clutch a simple crossbow in their hands.

Seeing the two demons in front of them, these two things that looked like hedgehogs first muttered and communicated in their own language for a while, but they were not afraid of them. Lovian and Mastema stared blankly at the two "hedgehogs" who were talking, and then they heard one of the hedgehogs say in a very unfamiliar demon language:

"Who are you?"

The two demons were completely stunned, if it weren't for the fact that he was already familiar with his own clan, he would even wonder if this was a branch of the demon clan that was separated in history. It's like the legendary Nova clan that even Lovian himself hasn't seen.

"Who are you?" said Mastmar first, "What are you?"

One of the hedgehogs had obvious annoyance in his small eyes, and then said:

"Knorr. Noel Havlin. Havlin, disrespectful. ”

Oh, now that I think about it, this is what Forrest Gump just said about Havlin. A small intelligent race that believes in powerful dragons. But why did he feel inexplicably angry at his words? Immediately, I saw the angry-looking Haflin take out a small horn from the small bag behind his back, put it to his mouth and make a blowing gesture, and then waved the crossbow in his hand with a threatening look.

"Do you see what he means?" asked Lovian to his lieutenant.

Mastema shook her head.

The Haflin said in a broken demon again:

"Go back, dragon, kill, you!"

"I still don't understand. Luo Wei'an said, especially when he heard the word "dragon", and a wave of anger rushed up. It's even more exciting than that "kill you".

Haflin, who was half his height, immediately puffed out his cheeks and blew the little horn in his hand with all his might, but they could not hear anything. The other Haflin looked at his partner with some concern. The claw-like little hands tried to pull the horn from their companions' hands, but they were unsuccessful, so they continued to point their simple crossbow arrows, which were afraid that they could not even penetrate the plank.

"This is the Dragon, isn't it?" Lovien thought as he pinched his chin, "The Terran Dragoons use this to summon their mounts?"

Mastma squinted and pulled the frost from her waist. The blue-purple glow of fighting awesome stunned the two little Havelins for a moment, but soon, when they heard the clatter of branches falling behind them, the two Havelins immediately began to sneer (as you could see from their eyes, they could not distinguish the expressions on their thorny faces).

A heavy coercion, using the earth element as the medium, had already appeared before the two demons saw this wurm. But for Wulong, who didn't even have almost any intelligence, the only basis for judging the true strength of the two demons in front of him was the ability to mobilize the dark element from the two people. The simple brain quickly analyzed that one of the two demons was a second-level high-level and a third-level beginner, and it was too easy for the third-level high-level self to deal with them.

The trees here have clearly evolved to be more advanced, and the heavy earth element has formed a solid shell in the surrounding space. The two Haflins, who didn't know what abilities they had, were able to pass through the elemental barrier of the trees and hide inside to watch the show safely.

Masterma suddenly patted his head and said to Lovian, who was about to gather momentum, "Use a cross slash, Captain." It's been a long time since I've seen you use that trick. ”

"Anything that has something to do with dragons is very unfriendly to us. Lovian nodded and said, as he raised his hand and pressed the blade of Mastma's sword, signaling her not to attack, and the Doomsday Scepter in his hand was revised.

Purple dark essence suddenly poured out from the magic pattern on Lovian's arm, converging on the Doomsday Scepter in his hand, which had lost its artifact. The purple-green blades of the Doomsday Scepter lit up, and then formed a purple-black extension at its tip.

Wurm didn't pay any attention to Lovian's preparations, and simply concentrated some of his strength on the dragon scales on his chest. Put more of his power in the dragon's breath that he was preparing.

Mastema stared closely at Lovian's movements.

The Doomsday Scepter in Lovian's hand seemed to have become a long sword nearly two meters long at this moment, and as he continued to accumulate strength, the black dark essence that had been extended and solidified from the tip of the Doomsday Scepter was slowly withdrawn. In the moment when the wurm was in the air, it finally became a crystal clear amethyst.

An extremely sharp sensation that seemed to be able to cut off a qiē, which Mastma could clearly feel even when he stood behind Lovian.

In an instant, the abnormal dark element around Luo Wei'an, who had a dark physique, actually dissipated out of thin air, leaving only the purest water element, his secondary attribute element.

Even if the dragon breath of the wurm is much worse than the interest rate of the real dragon dragon, it is under the advantage of equivalence. It was still difficult for Lovian to make a head-on end. Mastma stood behind him, not intending to defend at all. The two Havlin, who were very unskilled in such a fight, screamed in panic when they felt such a sharp aura.

The dragon's breath pressed down like a small mountain. The fourth-level trees around them that were defending with instinctual elements all made a squeak that was about to break.

The amethyst-colored sword was raised above the top, and Lovien spun in place almost like lightning, and the amethyst made a clear cross in the air. In a matter of moments, the dark elements around him were purified. Disappear completely. His long, shoulder-length blood-red hair also seemed to turn pure white.

Lovian only took one step forward, the Doomsday Scepter in his hand was withdrawn, and the dark essence returned, and the concentration of the once dark element was restored around him.

The mighty dragon's breath was split into four parts and landed around him, and Masterma didn't even touch the dragon's breath.

Also split into four parts is the wurm who didn't have time to think at all. The dragon corpses were scattered in front of Lovian, and there were no visible signs of battle around them.

One-hit kill.

"You did it, Captain!" Mastma snapped back to his senses, "It's true. Cross Slash! Your self-created skills are almost catching up with the Winged Demons!"

"Whew......" Lovien retracted the Doomsday Scepter into his bag behind his back, "Cross slash something." It's really perverted to ask for the control of the elements, and I guess I don't know how to describe it if I want to teach others...... If it can't be popularized at all, what's the use?"

Soon, the elemental barrier of the surrounding trees disappeared as the threat disappeared, and Lovian squatted kindly at the mouth of the two tree holes where Havelin was hiding and said, "We can have a good talk, shall we?"

But from the looks of it, they were completely frightened, their eyes were distracted, and they muttered something they didn't know what it was. After asking for a while, he didn't understand anything from the words, and finally he was impatient, and he was even ready to think about fainting and conducting a mental search.

On the other side, Mastma carefully recalled every detail of the Legion's Captain's Cross Slash, and waved the frost in his hand from time to time.

While Lovian was studying the two little Havelins in his hand, a small piece of crossbow arrows suddenly shot from the opposite direction where the two Havelins appeared. The crossbow bolts were not directed at him, but at the two frightened Havrins in his hands. Luo Wei'an was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had no intention of letting these two little guys hang here, so he directly raised his hand and laid down a defense of dark spirit. The crossbow bolt clinked to the dark spirit, and Lovian frowned, pinched down one of the arrows, and carefully examined the delicately crafted arrow.

To his shock, the purple venom painted on the arrows was the purple poison of the Bloodmoon Clan's fingernails.

Mastema flicked her wings and landed beside him, not as surprised by what he had found. She reached out and pointed forward, and behind the small field of plough there were two timid figures with crossbows. They are not very big in appearance with the Terrans, except that they have two strands of lead-gray hair on their sideburns, the proportions of their arms to their bodies are larger than those of the Terrans, and the rings of brown magic patterns are faintly visible on their foreheads.

Luo Wei'an tilted his head: "Which two of you are from the Mang clan?"

The Mang clan is not a fighting race among the demons, but it is the most numerous of the demons. In the era when the Edelstan demons lived, the Mangs had always been led by the Winged Demons, and what they were best at was farming and handicraft, which could be regarded as a nation that maintained the daily needs of the demons.

Then something happened that made Luo Weian feel helpless, and the two Mangs in front of him suddenly fell to the ground at the same time, throwing themselves to the ground, howling and crying.

For his own kind, Lovian could not ignore the two Havrins behind him. He rushed forward with a tracking technique, holding them up with a force of peace.

Then something even more helpless happened, and the two demons who were held up threw themselves into Luo Wei'an's arms at the same time, crying even more happily, and at the same time howling in a hoarse voice: "O lost king!-ahem--woo...... O king who wields the cross in his hand...... Ahhhh......h Woo...... The Terrans are going to take all our territory...... Finally came to help us-ahhhh......h

Lovian petrified there, and Mastma kindly approached, carefully keeping a distance from the legion commander who had been wiped with snot and tears, and said very kindly in the demon language: "That's right, he is the prophesied king who will save you! You hurry back and tell your elders that the day is coming to choose the best children to become the king's disciples, and the day is coming to get out of the forest! The prophecy has been fulfilled, and history is about to begin!"

The two weeping Mangs wiped their faces and said yes again and again, and then gave a big salute to Mastma. Then he knelt down and said to Lovian, "O king...... You're finally here - let's go... Let's-"

It took Lovian ten minutes to de-petrify him, and then he stiffly twisted his neck and asked Maastma beside him, and said word for word:

"How do you know—this—prophecy?!"

Mastma waved his hand lightly, "On the night when the Third Army was attacked, I carved a bunch of words on the totem of the Mang clan in very sour language, and then told the patriarch of the Mang clan that this was a prophecy to save the demons. And it was written that you would cut it with a cross here and now—you see, the prophecy has been fulfilled, right?"

Lovian had nothing to say. (To be continued......)