On a high platform on a rock wall at the edge of the city, the characteristic deep voice of the Minotaur was chanting prayers in a strange tone, and the explosions and screams that filled the space could not hide this strange song at all, but on the contrary, it seemed to be the most suitable background music. This is the song of hell, the song of hell.

High Priest Tima held his hands high, like a singer singing the lead in an epic opera, singing with a deep voice mixed with high-pitched singing. Massive and incomparable elemental fluctuations gathered in a peculiar manner with his prayers, resonating and acting in the direction of his hands, at the top of the vast cavernous space. The top of the rock, which had been as usual for 10,000 years, began to lava under the fluctuations of the massive elemental and fire elementals, and then collapsed by its own weight to become a deadly fire rain below.

This is not found in any regular magic books or records, in the end, it seems to be just using earth-based fire magic to slowly heat up a cloud of land and soften the surface layer, it doesn't seem to be some ruthless magic, the effect caused is another matter. This is not a comprehensive forbidden spell meteor fire rain of the fire and earth system, but if you only talk about the destructive power and the scope of destruction, this spell is not weaker than the legendary spell in the slightest. The elven city within a radius of several miles is gradually turning into ruins amid the constant crashing and explosions. Black elf warriors and archers are rushing towards here. But around the high platform, the minotaur warriors also poured out of the passage next to it like a tide, and in the passages in all directions, the figures of the evil eye and the harpy were also constantly floating out.

The Dark Elf warriors at the top had rushed to the bottom of the platform, but none of them could climb it. The evil eyes floating in mid-air shot rays of light from the giant eyeballs in the center of them, burning these cutting-edge warriors to charcoal. The harpies were not in a hurry to attack, but only swirled around the high platform, and as soon as the black elves who slipped through the light of the Evil Eye Land approached, they immediately swarmed up like a swarm of flies. Even though these warriors were usually not weak in combat, they were only dismantled into a pile of minced meat under the siege of dozens of harpys.

The Black Elf archers had only shot down a few Harpys with sporadic arrows, and High Priest Tima was guarded by dozens of minotaur warriors. Those rocky muscles were more effective than any shield, and the toxins and curses on the arrows had no effect on the magic purification of the Minotaur sacrifices.

It was a sneak attack that had been planned for a long time. Even the terrain was already in the arrangement. That high platform was originally used by the Black Elves' own scouts as scouts, but now it is unknown when it became the Tima High Priest's Spellcasting Office. And the minotaurs and harpies poured out everywhere. The Evil Eye is also well-organized, even more efficient than against Erathia's army.

"Bastard, whose family are the scouts on patrol? Can't even find so many minotaurs? I'm going to sacrifice them all. "Mistress Trihana is still screaming. Looking at the constant army, she already understood what was going on, but she still couldn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe it.

These savage and vulgar monsters like the Minotaurs have always been unwilling to submit to the black elves, and it is intolerable for these monsters who believe in the legendary demons of the Abyss to be overpowered by any other race. That element of inaction has been ingrained in the beliefs and barren cultures of these monsters.

However, although Negan does not have a fixed earth order, but the law of the strong is universal everywhere, although the strength of the black elves themselves is not enough to completely overwhelm other races, but unlike the ethereal belief of the minotaurs, the belief of the black elves is more real.

The shadow dragon Maratha, like all other gods and demons, does not exist in this world and has no real miracles to use. But one of her children, the great Moriel, was a real presence in Negan. Worshipped and worshipped by the Black Elves. It is only by relying on the power of this god's spokesman that the dark elves have always vaguely occupied Negan's dominance. Minor frictions between races are common in the Negan Underworld, but no race dares to engage in a full-scale battle with the Black Elves. Only the Eye Demon of a long time ago, the same Negan Native monster as the cavemen, has challenged the authority of the Black Elves. But then the Evil Eye Tyrant was destroyed by Moriel's wrath, and the battle between the two monsters expanded Negan's underworld into a lot of space.

To this day, traces of the expansion of Negan's underground world can be seen in many places. In this huge battle, even the entire Eye Demon clan was wiped out and almost wiped out, leaving only some low-level evil eyes to survive to this day. This is an excellent example, no matter how barbaric and untamed races such as the Minotaur are, they also have self-knowledge in the face of strength. Even in the past few decades, there has been a high priest of Tima among the minotaurs, who has unified the scattered tribes of the original estrangement and governed them in an orderly manner, and his strength has faintly surpassed that of the black elves, but he did not dare to make any changes at all, and even maintained his tolerance for the black elves more than before.

The Black Elf elders didn't take it easy. On the contrary, the High Priest was cautious and wary of this man, who was somewhat different from the other Minotaurs. And even more so after a strange change that took place more than a decade ago. However, no matter what kind of caution it is, it will be somewhat relaxed after more than ten years of calm. Even though they knew in their minds that it was best not to be careless about this person's opponent, they could no longer maintain a high level of alertness.

A frog would not die if it was thrown into a pot of hot water, but it was easy to be boiled to death by the slowly heated warm water, especially since the pot of water had been boiling for more than ten years, and the temperature was completely exposed at this moment. Mistress Trihana knew that this temperature was no longer boiling water, but magma.

With a loud bang, the rocks of a rockery fell not far away with the light of the fire, turning the house of Mistress Trihana into a ruin, and the fiery red rocks and fireworks flew in all directions.

A man-sized rock shard slammed into Trihana's main line of magical obstacles, and while it didn't break through the flame shield, it sent her petite body flying. The two or three warrior guards next to them did not have such good protection, and they became charred corpses with screams. Several other priests were also beaten to the ground.

"That bastard, if I had the chance, I swore to Marasa that I would screw off his bull's head as an ornament on my wall. Mistress Trihana got up and screamed, but she knew in her heart that she probably didn't have much of a chance, and she could only yell at the other priests. "These guys are here prepared, gather your men to break through the defenses, and find a way to get to Lord Moriel's cave. ”

The priest replied loudly, lest his voice be drowned out by explosions and commotions: "Rest assured, Lord Mistress, Lord Morriel must have been aware of the commotion here. Tima wields such a great amount of magic, and it is impossible for Lord Morel to not know that the great Morel will definitely come to our aid. ”

"It's not to tell Lord Morrill to save us, it's to save Lord Morry. "Mistress Trihana is wearing a cloak and flickering flames on her body, looking like she's crazy.

The eyes of several priests looking at the mistress are no different from looking at a madman, and if they can say this kind of thing, the mistress seems to be really crazy. The chanting of the high priest of Tima finally slowly subsided, this magic was not a forbidden spell, but maintaining this large-scale effect had completely consumed his mana, and there was already sweat on his forehead, but there was no fatigue in his flaming eyes, all excited.

The smell of corpses and blood in the air, mixed with the smell of fire and magma, wheted his appetite more than the smell of roasted elven meat, and the sight of fire from a high place was full of fire, and the buildings of Othello had completely become a tattered wall of fire under his magic. He had been waiting for this moment for more than forty years, and even in the life of the Minotaur, more than forty years was not a short time.

But that's not all, it's just the beginning. This is only one of the largest cities of the Black Elves, and there are other cities waiting to be destroyed. And the important battlefield is not here yet, it is just a foil. High Priest Tima smiled as he looked at the remnants of the Black Elves that had gathered below. It's all just a piece of cake.

"Great Morriel is on his way here, and we are going to kill her to meet her, and to slay out these ugly minotaurs who dare to sneak up on us from Negan. Standing on top of the tallest battle giant, surrounded by a flame shield, Trihanna screamed. Although she guessed in her heart what was going on, she could only shout like this in order to boost everyone's morale.

"The Dragon of Shadows is with us. "All the remnants of the black elves gathered until less than half of the original, and that one spell turned nearly 10,000 black elves into corpses. But their morale is not weak in the slightest. With a shout, dozens of battle giants of the Lizard Cavalry were at the front, leading all the Black Elves to charge.

On the other side, the ten best warriors quietly spread out in all directions, looking for all the ways they could get out. This is a secret order from Mistress Trihana, and they are going out to ask for help. Not to the great Moryl, but to the other Black Elves, or to Medusa, an ally of the Black Elves.