The giant dwarven general gave a warning, and Sahirtana stared at his gray pupils as if she could see boiling and tumbling iron juice. The other high-ranking warriors also had cold expressions, intentionally or unintentionally surrounding the Dark Elf Sacrifice in the middle.

In the battle just now, the troops of the Elven Empire sacrificed 19 elites. From the commanders' point of view, this has a lot to do with the dark blood law of the Dark Elf priestess to collect the mother of the plague beetle, otherwise why didn't the plague beetle crawl out and attack when the human expedition passed by the hatchery?

The Dark Elf Priestess had pointed out that the corpses of the human war dead had been eaten by beetles, and she knew that there were countless plague beetles beneath the hatchery, but instead of alerting her companions, she insisted on the ceremony.

High-ranking military officials, including the Elven Prince, suspected that the Dark Elves deliberately used Elven warriors and dwarven guards as victims, and they would inevitably feel dissatisfied and resentful of this "culprit".

Jukonoth Greyflame ostensibly reminds the Dark Elf Priestess that she has been targeted by a powerful dragonborn and must be extremely careful in what she says and does. In fact, he was threatening the other party not to try to guide the next action, and let the commander of the Elven Empire judge for himself, or just tell the truth, otherwise she will be killed by the wizards and dragonborns of the human expedition, and the Elven Empire will be helpless.

Sahiltana Cangyue's beauty is indistinguishable from that of the moon elves, but the moon elves are all the same cold and arrogant, while the purple-haired and purple-eyed dark elves are naturally charming and changeable. At this moment, the lonely Sahiltana was surrounded by the commander of the famous imperial family, looking weak and helpless, and pitiful.

This just shows that the Dark Elf Priestess is still able to exert her charm in the face of the pressure of the high-ranking warriors. In fact, Sahiltana's representation of elves and dwarves is very fresh and interesting.

The dungeon rules the underworld with the Spider Lady's psionic network, and the core talents of the dark elves range from charm to enslavement, they enslave the creatures of the underworld, enslave the demons of the underworld, and even enslave their fellow Dark Elves. Of course, this has to be called a different name, the mistress is called the mistress, and the dark elves who obey her are the spouse and children. The supreme ruler of the dungeon is the Great Mistress, below is the famous family, and below is the family. The political ecology of the underground realm is made up of individual families, and psionic dominance determines family status and subordination, rather than blood kinship.

The Elven Empire's hierarchy is nothing in the eyes of the dungeon's inhabitants. Sahiltana had a master mother above, children and slaves who obeyed her below, and competitors of the same rank, but no companions.

The relationship between the Elanta elves and the Silver Eagle City elves is foreign to Sahirtana. However, the Dark Elf Priestess who set foot on the surface world for the first time was able to live in harmony with strange elves, dwarves, halflings, and forest centaurs in a completely unfamiliar environment, thanks to her racial talent for sensing changes in emotions.

Although the giant dwarven general was furious, he did not kill his emotions, and neither did the elven prince and Sicordis. They are more angry because they have been fooled by their peers. This means that they treat the Dark Elf priestesses as companions.

Sahiltana felt funny, but there was an inexplicable throbbing in her heart. She also grasped that there was a subtle mood swing among her "companions", which was the frustration and shame caused by the blow to their confidence, because the shock of the dragonborn powerhouses of the human expedition had easily eliminated thousands of plague beetles, and the arrogance of the high-ranking warriors, so they transferred their anger to the dark elves.

In any case, it would not be pleasant to suffer from the suspicion and ostracism of the "companions", and Sahiltana considered it necessary to dispel the misconceptions that the "companions" had about themselves.

She was wronged.

From the beginning to the end, Sahiltana didn't understand why the plague beetle didn't attack the human expedition with the mother worm, and if the mother worm had summoned the beetles to fight at the beginning and showed the most complete strength of the Gros Zerg demon, the human expedition would not have been able to pass easily.

Mother Worm's death led her to mistakenly believe that there were no plague beetles nearby at all. In fact, on the contrary, this is completely inconsistent with the Dark Elf Priestess's consistent perception of Zerg demons. She vaguely felt as if there was a pair of invisible hands secretly manipulating the situation.

However, Sahirtana could not explain the situation directly to the "companions". The Giant Dwarf General found out that the Dragonborn of the human expedition were eyeing her, and it was no matter how intimidating she was. With the unique telepathy of the Dark Elf Priestess, Sahiltana sensed a special telepathic connection in the mysterious dragonborn's body, which seemed to point to a more powerful being.

Perhaps, he was listening to the conversation of the elven troop commander.

"Thanks to Lord Greyflame for the reminder, I see. ”

Sahirtana first greeted the giant dwarf, raised her amethyst eyes, looked around at everyone, and said softly: "I discovered a strange situation in the process of collecting the law of black blood, this mother of plague beetles has a lifespan of less than 300 years...... I want to confirm again, is this really the remains of a temple from 10,000 years ago?"

The old dwarf prophet immediately exclaimed in a loud and angry voice, "Little purple-haired girl, do you doubt the academic level of old Van Twell Fireeye?, if you are not a little girl with thin arms and legs, I will definitely beat you with my big pipe...... With my beautiful white beard, I assure you that the writing on the walls on the first floor of the temple is a variation of the ancient elven script, about 20,000 years old...... The civilization pioneered by the Azores also has a history of more than 20,000 years, but the Azorean Empire died out 1,500 years ago, which means that the temple was at least 10,000 years old and was abandoned by the Azores 1,500 years ago...... Uh, that seems a little wrong, purple-haired girl, are you sure that stone worm has lived less than 300 years?"

Sahirtana didn't argue with the stubborn old dwarf, and smiled and said, "Maybe my judgment was wrong...... Master Fire-Eye, do you know where the Azorean Tatars have gone?"

“...... Got a hole to hide yourself?"

The demise of the Azoretha Empire does not mean the extinction of the Azorites, this is an obvious truth.

Sicordis Wind Song asked, "Lady Cangyue, are you saying that the Azoreans are still worshipping this temple?"

Sahirtana shook her head and said, "I don't know what the Azoretans are doing...... I am sure that the temple is occupied by a powerful demon. Before I entered the temple, I was ready to meet the demonic undead, but the Mother of Plague Beetles was not an undead, it was a living abyssal demon...... So, who's feeding it?"

The elven prince let out a sigh and said in a deep voice, "Madam means that there is a force in the temple that is cultivating and manipulating the Mother of Plague Beetles?"

The Dark Elf Priestess smiled and said nothing, she had already made her expression clear, and with the wisdom of a high-ranking warrior, it was not difficult to surmise that the plague beetle attack on the elven troops was likely to be deliberately manipulated by the original inhabitants of the temple.

Holymion pondered for a moment and proposed, "Let's get out of here now and go to the second floor of the temple to make some plans." ”

No one objected to the elven prince's opinion, and the Imperial forces collected the remains of the war dead, but did not clean up the battlefield, gave up the biological materials that were divided on the demon beetle, and quickly left the hatchery platform and walked towards the corridor on the second floor of the temple.

As soon as the team entered the dark and damp corridor, the giant dwarf general immediately arranged for his subordinates to disperse the guard. Then, he snatched the freshly lit "small" cigarette from the old dwarf prophet's hand, and with a single breath, the herbs in the pot burned out, spitting out a pale blue smoke that enveloped a small area.

The old dwarf snatched back his beloved smoking gun, glared at the giant dwarf general and muttered, "...... The effect of the smoke barrier obscuring perception is no better than what I spit out, and it will only last for half an hour at most. ”

"Enough. Jukonos's deep voice didn't send a ripple through the smoke either, "When we were down the mountain before, Mistress Sicordis and I noticed that someone was spying on us. While Mistress Sicordis later believed that the prying was over, the hills reminded me that I was locked in by some kind of being. So we discussed the plan of action in the tent, and I asked the Fire-Eye Prophet to prepare the smoke barrier. ”

Sicordis Wind Song nodded and said, "The means of peeping at us are close to the wind language, and it is also through the wind element to perceive the surrounding information. This method cannot be concealed from me whether it is beginning, in progress, or at the end...... You should be able to understand that I would be placing my suspicions on the High Elves of the Empire, especially those of Eranta. She paused, and then said, "So, I have not been silent, let alone pursued. ”

Horimion hurriedly said, "I promise, Elanta didn't send other high-ranking Moon Elf warriors to follow us. ”

Sicordis grinned, looked at the handsome elf with ice blue eyes, and said bluntly: "Little prince, you can't guarantee this. ”

Horimion was suddenly a little embarrassed and speechless. Elanta's overall strength was a hundred times that of Silver Eagle City, and it was not difficult for the Elven Empress to send a seventh-order wind archer to secretly follow her beloved son, and there was no need to inform anyone in the team.

Elder Feng Ge regained his usual cold expression and continued, "What happened today convinced me that the peepers were from a human expedition...... That dragonborn has the blood of an ancient blue dragon, and his control of the wind element is no worse than that of a high moon elf. ”

The old dwarf prophet shook his head and said in confusion: "This is strange, the ancient dragon has long disappeared, how did the legendary wizard of the human race obtain the blood of the ancient blue dragon and create such a powerful pure-blooded dragon descend......ant? Cough, cough, cough, the smoke barrier spitting out by the Gray Flame is too choking, too choking!"

Van Twell Fireeye changed his tune in time and did not reveal the secret of the Elven Empire's creation of Inhumans in front of the Dark Elf Priestess.

Sahirtana sneered in her heart, the old dwarf prophet was talking nonsense to himself, which would not help him in his next actions.

If the old dwarf was her slave and dared to waste her time with an unanswerable question, Sahiltana must let him taste the pain of the heart-pounding.

Fireeye's move to change the subject seemed to the Dark Elves to be accustomed to selfishness. Out of her selfish nature, she kept the secret of the human dragonborn's psychic connection to a being, saying only, "In addition to the human expeditions spying on us, I suspect that the inhabitants of the temple are also spying on us." For example, they let the Mother Plague Beetle attack human expeditions, and let the Plague Beetles attack our team. ”

"What do you mean?" asked Sicordis.

Sahiltana stroked her long purple hair and said lightly, "A second-level demon lord equivalent to a seventh-order creature, or it could be the Plague Witch King of the first season of the four seasons, the second, third, or last seasons of the Witch King. ”

There is a written account of the plague witch kings on the stone wall of the first passage of the temple, and it is inferred that the Azoretians must have had three other witch kings, corresponding to summer, autumn and winter.

The elven prince was silent for a moment, then frowned and asked, "What is it that makes the temple dwellers treat the human expedition different......ly from us?

The giant dwarf general said angrily, "The human expedition did not collect the black blood law of the Mother of Plague Beetles, and we must assist the dark elf lady to collect the authority of the black blood law in the temple. ”

The priestess curled her lips and smiled charmingly in her jaw to the giant dwarven general.

Whether humans don't need it or don't have the ability, their inability to do anything about the authority of the Black Blood Law shows that Sahirtana's goals are not in conflict with the humans. She wasn't a potential factor in angering the human expedition.

The Dragonborn powerhouse's ability to wipe out the beetle swarm in one fell swoop has greatly increased the importance of high-level fighters to human expeditions. If Sahiltana is a rival to the human wizards, she invisibly adds an extra layer of risk to the elven forces.

Jukonos Greyflame had a delicate mind that was not commensurate with his size, and said in a deep voice, "The human dragonborn are not as powerful as we see...... She helped us once, and also made the temple dwellers misjudge our strength, causing us to face a bigger crisis later. But we have to do what needs to be done. The better we perform, the more likely it is that the human expedition will continue to help us. ”

"Lord Greyflame, what do you think is the purpose of the human race?" the young elven prince couldn't help but ask.

"The effects of the smoke barrier are coming to an end, and it's time for us to go. The giant dwarf general stepped out of the thin smoke, leaving everyone with a back as thick as a hill.

"They may not have a purpose...... we'll know. ”

Underground tunnels, the remains of the fourth tomb.

The same simple and clean burial chamber hall, the same black mud pool, the same size black glazed stone altar, and the same dried corpse wearing a feather crown. The only difference is the ancient script on the side of the altar.

The gray-bearded dwarven prophet Agello, who was already able to read the Azores, leaned down in front of the altar and laughed excitedly, "Haha, this witch doctor's sacrifice is not a descendant of the Desperate Witch King...... On the altar is written: 'At the end of the seasons, the Lord of withering and renewing.' In the name of the withered witch king, offer sacrifices to all spirits and open the fourth key to the realm of all souls. 'We have met the three tombs of the Desperate Witch King who are all three of the four seasons, and now we have seen the withered Witch King at the end of the four seasons, then there will be the Witch King representing the first spring and the second summer, and these four witch kings are the keys to enter the realm of all souls. ”

Tree Elf Olavi Moonsong taunted as she wiped her silver-glittering curved sword, "I don't want to enter the realm of all souls, that's where the dead go...... Graybeard, why are you so happy? ”

The dwarven prophet was speechless, and before he could retort, Elus Yuege took the lead and asked, "Winter is withering, autumn is despair, so what will spring and summer be?"

Victor clasped his hands in front of his chest, he was in a happy mood, and said with a bright smile: "Get closer and closer to the truth, we will see." ”

He secretly thought to himself: the first season is the Plague Witch King...... Withering, pestilence, and despair...... There are already three witch kings throughout the year, what will be the name of the second-ranked witch king?