Looking at the elven people who were afraid of him and angry, Al didn't say anything, but jumped onto Caesar the Raven with the red night that was sleeping on his shoulder, and under the leadership of Caesar the Crow, he went straight to the elven court on the ancient tree above. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Caesar, a third-level crow, had reached an astonishing speed at a very rapid speed, and in an instant, he took El to the elven court on the ancient tree.

Walking into the Elven Royal Court, Al looked at the twelve elves who were facing off against Mephasa and McGon, and he could feel that each of the twelve elves had the strength of almost the peak of the second level, and it was obvious that they were members of the Elven Elders' Council that the four elves had spoken about before.

Seeing Al walk in, the twelve elves of the Council of Elders looked at Al in surprise, they couldn't understand why Al not only came here intact, but also didn't look injured at all.

As for Mefasha, he looked at Al at this time, and his instinct had been warning him of the danger that Mephasa had never felt before.

Unlike the elves of the twelve Elders, the third-level powerhouses present, whether it was Mephasa or McGern, even Tyran Evan, who was pale and had a reclining chair on the throne of the Elven Royal Court, could all feel the difference in El, and even could clearly feel a faint threat on El's body.

Looking at Al, Mephasa seemed to understand something, so he immediately said to Al, "Al, have you unlocked the secret of the witchcraft of 'Infinite Possibility'?"

Nodding, Al looked at Mephasa and said, "That's right, I did unlock the secret of that witchcraft, those formulas are indeed a method of witchcraft cultivation, and because of the cultivation of this witchcraft, I was successfully promoted to a third-level wizard, which can be regarded as a surprise." ”

Everyone who understood Al's words was slightly shocked, and they all looked at Al in disbelief, knowing that the stone tablet that recorded the 'infinite possibility' witchcraft had been placed in the Elven Forest for hundreds of years, and was set up by the first generation of Elven Queens who immigrated to the March World.

Over the years, not only the elves themselves, but also the elites of humans, orcs, and even dwarves have been invited to see the tablet and try to unlock its secrets, but without exception, all of them have failed, including the current elven queen Tyrani Evan and the Mafasa, who claims to be the strongest in the world in March.

Originally, everyone thought that it was impossible for someone to solve the secret of this slate, but they never thought that it was unraveled by a human being in silence, and even successfully promoted to the level of a third-level wizard with the secret on it, which is almost equivalent to saying that there is information on that slate to become the strongest!

The twelve elves of the Council of Elders looked at each other a few times, and two of them immediately broke away to look at the stone slab.

But at this moment, Al suddenly spoke: "There is a self-destruction setting on that slate, when someone really cracks the above formulas and learns that witchcraft, the slate will immediately destroy itself, and now even if you go in the past, all you see are some fragments of slabs that have lost their spirituality."

Oh, by the way, there may not even be any slate fragments now, because I accidentally destroyed them when I was fighting the four elves who assassinated me, and it is impossible to restore them. ”

"Say what!"

"How is this possible, it is clearly impossible to destroy!"

"I don't believe it!"

Although they said words of disbelief, the elves of the Council of Elders stared at Al tightly, as if they had treated El as a living slate.

At this time, among the twelve elves, the elf who seemed to be the oldest stepped forward, he looked at Al, and said: "That slate is a sacred object of our elven clan, since you have obtained the contents of it, then as long as you tell the secret of that witchcraft, we can temporarily ignore your destruction of the slate." ”

Looking at the elf who was talking to him, Al thought for a moment and said, "I, Al-Grant, have always been a person who will repay kindness and revenge, you want the secret on the slate, you can, but before that, you first explain to me the matter of sending someone to kill me." ”

Listening to Al's words, the three of them were slightly stunned, and then a trace of anger appeared on their faces.

As for the elf who spoke earlier, he said with an indifferent face: "Whether we did it or not, since you are okay now, then tell us the secret contained in that witchcraft first." ”

Looking at the elf who did not apologize at all, Al raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "Send someone to assassinate me, and now you still want to get benefits from me, it seems that you are really in a high position and some brains are rigid, who do you think you are, I must give you both hands what you say?"

As soon as the words fell, Al suddenly released the momentum that belonged to a third-level wizard, and became extremely pure spiritual power, turning into a hurricane and sweeping out, and the storm roared over the bodies of the twelve elves, making them break out in a cold sweat almost at the same time, and realized that Al standing in front of them was a real third-level powerhouse!

"Ahem, Al, give me a face, don't be like them, they have been blinded by the desire for power, otherwise it would be impossible to occupy the best resources of the elf race, but they have not been promoted to a third-level powerhouse for a long time. ”

This was Tyran's voice, Al turned his head, looked at Tyranivin on the throne chair, nodded slightly, withdrew the momentum on his body, and prepared to step forward to see Tyran's condition.

But at this moment, a blue thunderbolt and a white pillar of light fell from the sky one after another, breaking into the elven royal court, they were none other than the united Megolmore and Solangel!

Looking at the two people who suddenly appeared in the main hall of the Elven Royal Court, a relatively young elf in the Council of Elders suddenly stepped forward and scolded the two of them loudly: "Who are you, don't you know that not everyone in the Elven Royal Court can enter, you ......"

Before the elf could finish speaking, Solangel, one of the two people, suddenly stretched out his hand, and a brilliant white light instantly spit out the elf. (To be continued.) )