In the center of the town, there is a cross-shaped intersection, and in the center of the intersection is a circular pool covering an area of about half an acre, and in the middle of the pool is a statue of a female elf nearly ten meters high. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This elegant and beautiful female elf statue holds a long-necked vase in the shape of pouring water, and a clear spring continues to flow out of the vase, forming a thin stream with a drop of more than seven meters, which looks very meaningful.

It's just that now, this kind of artistic conception full of the small mood of the upper elves has been completely destroyed by Modo and the fat dragon, and several large elk were directly slaughtered on the edge of the pool, and then Modo took the water in the pool, and after the elk was cleaned up, the blood stains all over the ground made Bedwin and dozens of other wounded people look full of anger.

These unlucky elks, I don't know if they are pets or mounts raised by the upper elves; anyway, the fat dragon Xiaohei, who hasn't eaten well for a long time, grabbed six of them, and then looked forward to having a barbecue feast with Mo Duo; as for the seemingly terrifying dense wounds on his body, it was not a big deal for him to eat as long as he had them.

But apart from the fact that Tie Qing was angry, they didn't have any real action at all, because at this time, the town didn't have any elves at all, except for the dozens of seriously injured people who couldn't run after being injured and finally became captives of the little dwarfs, and those who could run now had already run away.

This is also what surprised Modo extremely much, when he knocked out Baldwin, a parallel commodity with legendary strength and extremely poor combat experience, and grabbed the dragon's back, the elves in the town below who were still watching the battle began to flee towards the forest outside the town.

"This special will to fight is too bad!" Mo Duo was a little dumbfounded, if according to the mobilization ability of the Iron Lord, a population of 10,000 can pull out at least 3,000 warriors, and more than 2,000 auxiliary troops.

With so many troops, Mo Duo is a man and a dragon, no matter how strong he is, he doesn't dare to fight them to the death, but these so-called arrogant upper elves are so strange, they actually left their lair and ran away like this.

The only thing to be commended for is that the remaining five druid-transformed dragons fought to the death with the rest of the air force, buying a certain amount of time for the evacuation of the elves below, although Modo had no intention of what to do with the upper elves below.

So Modo took the town without any effort, and captured dozens of seriously wounded people, including all nine druids who could transform into dragons, and perhaps in order to vent his frustration, Modo tied these captives with ox tendons.

"I said, why are you grandsons so dumbfounded? I just wanted to come to the door and ask for help, but you didn't have a good word, so you just did it, now you are comfortable, you have to be energetic!" Modo reprimanded the captives as he set up a fire and a grill on the ground.

"What do you savage and filthy gnomes know. Even if he was reduced to a prisoner, Baldwin's arrogance that gave him a toothache was no small at all: "Whether it is the evil thug Black Dragon of the Burning Legion, or the rebellion of you, an orc, they are the uncompromising mortal enemies of our upper elves. ”

His answer made Mo Duo speechless, and Mo Duo asked directly in the face: "When the Elven Empire ruled the Fila Continent, it was indeed extremely brilliant, but now that you have all escaped so far with your tails between your legs, what else is there to drag?"

"As for the Fila Continent, it's not born to be yours, right? Before you, the ancient gods and their servant races didn't know how many years they had ruled the continent!"

"You heretic, you ......" Baldwin's face rose as ugly as Rosamon's liver, and after half a sentence was thrown off, he closed his eyes completely, and he didn't look at it without being upset.

Modo was not affected in any way, carefully flipped the elk on the grill, kept brushing all kinds of condiments on the deer, and even those precious spices from the East were sprinkled with a lot, so that the tempting fragrance spread far and wide.

The little gnomes who were carefully roasting the elk, and the fat dragons who were staring at the barbecue immediately, did not notice that when the spices from the East appeared in Modo's hands, the noses of the elves moved uncontrollably, and their faces were full of fascination.

With a bucket of 100 catties of Red Star Wodega, Modo and Fat Dragon ate all the six roasted elks that were comparable to war horses, and then they burped and said that they had finally eaten and drunk seriously after so long.

During this period, in order not to let the seriously injured hang up due to their injuries, Modo loosened the bindings on Baldwin's body and let him use healing techniques to stabilize the injuries of these seriously injured people.

It was then that Mordo realized the incredible healing power of the parallel legend of Baldwin, who not only cast a powerful healing technique on each of the seriously wounded, but also made their injuries significantly better.

There was even the strength to give a dozen injured two-headed Mechira and the Horned Eagle Beast a bit, and after casting nearly fifty powerful healings, Baldwin could barely stand without falling, such a terrifying healing ability made Modo only drool with envy.

Then Modo, who was drooling, tied up the legendary Moon God Priest with cow tendons again, and the little favor that Padwin had just raised because Modo allowed him to treat his colleagues suddenly disappeared.

"You said when your reinforcements would come, and how many of you there were. Mo Duo leaned on the fat dragon's little black dot and asked the legendary moon god priest.

In return, Lord Baldwin had a big back of his head, and then Modo asked the rest of the upper elves again, again without receiving any answer.

Resisting the urge to clean up these upper-level elves who couldn't get in, Modo could only plan the next thing alone: first of all, there were only more than 10,000 upper-level elves in this town, and according to the information he had obtained before, the number of elves who successfully arrived here should be more than 200,000.

Thousands of years have passed, and even if the elven clan is a famous difficulty in giving birth to offspring on the Fila continent, it has grown to a population of more than 300,000 people after such a long time.

So where did the rest of the people go?Modo estimated that with the pompous character and habits of these upper elves, there was definitely an indispensable World Tree in the depths of the forest, and those upper elves and the Great Elf King must be there.

However, after thinking for a while, Mo Duo still gave up plunging into this large and excessive primeval forest, he felt that it was more reliable to wait for the reinforcements of those elves to come to the door, and beat the small ones and the old ones, isn't this plot on TV......