World Tree, Surama City.

Grand Druid Vandal Deer Helmet sat in a gloomy dungeon, unkempt and straight-eyed. His body was covered with horrific scars, some of which had scabbed over and been torn apart again. His hands were shackled with magical runes, and he couldn't use his druid skills.

The cell door slammed open, and the two Holy Cult Children of the Night grabbed Vandal and dragged him violently outward.

Vandal struggled to open his already puffy eyes, and saw the sun that had not been seen for a long time, and although it was rainy all year round here at the World Tree, there was always a glimmer of warm sunlight piercing through the clouds.

As Vandal was dragged through a high-walled corridor, he saw the city of Sulama outside, which was completely different. Golden eyeball banners on a black background hung all over the city, and in the distance stood a huge statue of the god of magic, which could be clearly seen from every corner of Sulama.

Night Elves ... Is it really going to become an empire?" Vandal thought silently as he watched the frenzied atmosphere, and then at the eyeball symbol on the armor worn by the Child of the Night who dragged him.

Vandal was then taken into Interrogation Room 1, one of the most horrific rooms in Sulama prison. In this small room, which is only a few square meters, there is nothing but a table and two chairs.

Since the Great Purge, those who have been caught in this room for censorship have been executed nine times out of ten. And those little people who have only suffered from flesh and skin, or who only need to be tortured a few times, are not qualified to enter this room at all.

He was rudely pressed into his chair, and the Inquisitor of the Children of the Night, sitting across the table, looked at him with a blank expression. The executioner's name was Aurureel, and he was a magic swordsman before joining the Holy Army. With her fanatical devotion to the gods and her skillful and cruel methods, she quickly rose to high positions. In this purge, Oruel's men captured at least a few hundred people, and it was called the brutal trial of the executioners.

"Vandal Deer Helmet. Oruriel exhaled deeply. "Your disrespect for the gods has been punished many times now, and I believe you know about the affairs of the Night Empire, and it is estimated that after the triumphant return of the Divine Venerable from another world, this matter will be put on the agenda. He said as he looked at Vandal, who had become blinded by the torture.

"A new empire, a new way of thinking, smart people have to pave the way for themselves early. And you, Vandal Deer Helmet, the former second-in-command of the Druid, if you don't repent, let alone whether you can go out and continue to lead the Druid, even your son and your relatives will be implicated. ”

When Vandal heard his son, he jerked his head up and stood up to pounce. The two Children of the Night behind him immediately held him down, followed by a violent beating and various tortures.

"You ... You High Elves and Children of the Night, don't think ... Magic again ... Reign over the Night Elves ... ”

Orurel shook his head with a look of pity. "Tut-tut, what a strong-willed warrior, but it doesn't matter. He clapped his hands, "Someone, arrest Vandal's son, throw him into the depths of the Magic Corridor, and feed it to the Arcane Spider Mother Naltila as a snack." ”

"No, no, no, no, you demons! executioners! you want to enslave ... Ahh

"You have five minutes to think about it. Orurel said lightly.

At this time, there seemed to be some kind of mass march going on in the city of Sulama outside, and wave after wave of shouts spread throughout the prison.

"Long live! Long live the Supreme Titan, long live the eternal god emperor of the eternal night, long live the Empire of the Night!"

Vandal listened to the frenzied cries in silence, the whisper in his heart that hadn't been heard since he had been imprisoned in Sulama Prison.

"More than half of the procession outside is Night Elves. Oluriel stabbed again, pausing to observe Vandal's expression. "If you know your mistakes and can correct them, then as the second-in-command of the druid, I think His Majesty the God Emperor will definitely give you more power. You can protect your son better, can't you? ”

Vandal, who had held out the longest, collapsed.

A few days later, Vandal Deerhelm, who had been imprisoned for a long time, was released, and immediately took the initiative to express the druid's strong support for the High Titan Sarodar to become the god-emperor of the Night Elves and establish the Night Empire.

At this point, the three major Night Elf forces of the Moon Temple, the Border Guards, and the Druids all agreed to the imperial system.

The rest is endless momentum and propaganda.

"Lord Elisander, all the unrest has now been cleared, and when His Majesty the God Emperor returns, he can move on to the next step. Orurel said respectfully to Elisand, who was sitting on the terrace in Hu Feng's room.

Elisandre nodded slightly, looking at Oluriel. "The Holy Cult Army still can't relax, you still have a task, increase the purge of the entire alliance, I want my lover to come back and see an alliance that fully supports him. ”

"As you wish!" Orurel lowered his head even deeper.

Error Timeline, Delaenau, Gollund region.

The mountain-like body of Grull, Margol's father, staggered backwards, and the Floating Island, a military fortress in the sky, was shooting Titan energy cannons and dark golden dawn rays at him.

Grull's most powerful son, Dover the Destroyer, was imprisoned in arcane chains, and while he could easily break free, he didn't dare.

He was frightened, because not far away, the other six Grul's sons had fallen to the ground with their bodies in tatters, dead for a long time. And his invincible father is also on the verge of failure at the moment.

The Holy Cult's leader, Landus, at this moment, plunged the energy sword into Dover the Destroyer's shoulder, stirring it a few times.

"You will always be a slave to the Divine Lord, you know, you stupid giant! Look at your wretched father, and watch him fail, and then suffer a hundred times more pain than you!"

Dover the Destroyer shuddered and roared, his once tyrannical one-man eyes now filled with pleading and submission.

A Titan energy cannon pierced Gruul's abdomen, and the latter let out a deafening scream that was clearly audible to all the creatures in the entire Golrond region who were not deaf.

Not far away in the Yongmao woodland.

A few Primordial Thorn Beasts, which were about the size of Margolon, and some forest spirits who were a little taller than humans, were discussing something.

"This world is dying, and our only hope is those foreign invaders!" said in a loud voice from one of the Primordial Ancestor Beasts, whose opinion was shared by most of the forest spirits.

"What if they just want to enslave us?" the other Primordial Thorn Beast was a little worried.

"I've noticed during this time that there are some creatures in this group of outsiders who also use the power of nature, and they seem to be called druids, and I think they are a good breakthrough if you want to make contact. ”

At this time, the war in which the Holy Cult Army beat Gruul in the circle of magical vines they surrounded in the middle was over, and this was the vision of a Kali bird.

Seeing Gruul fall to the ground with serious injuries, those outsiders swarmed up and tied up the thick arcane rune chains layer by layer, and the Primordial Thorn Beast and the Forest Spirits were silent for a while.

"Send someone to contact it at once, these outsiders are invincible. ”

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It's about to be put on the shelves, and Lao Hu wants to say a little bit about watching piracy here.

I know that there are many readers who read pirated copies, and I guess I will continue to watch free pirated copies after this book is put on the shelves, and I am not ready to support the genuine version.

But Lao Hu just wants to say one thing: please learn to respect and understand each other.

You may think that if there is a free pirated version, you may not be a fool to read the paid chapters, you may not have a sense of authenticity, and you may not know how to respect and understand each other.

Lao Hu just wants to say: If they all go to see pirated editions, and the results of the genuine editions are extremely dismal, will the author of the book still have the heart and motivation to continue writing?

Watching pirated copies is like killing chickens and eggs, taking advantage of the free and small cheap piracy for a while, resulting in a situation where there are no good books to read in the future, no one is willing to concentrate on writing books, or authors have opened anti-piracy chapters.

Some people will say let others support the genuine version, not to be the one who is missing. That old Hu also told you to compare your heart to your heart. Everyone thinks this way, so that the number of good books will only come less and less, because piracy is still rampant.

I won't abuse pirated readers, and I won't say anything about you, but Lao Hu just wants to plead you with one thing:

If you can afford to spend a few cents to read the genuine version, then please continue reading this book and support the genuine version.

Lao Hu knows that I will never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, but I believe that more pirated readers are still willing to support the genuine version in their hearts.

Let's also get to the bottom of it, now the collection of Titan Dawn is more than 5600 and about to be 5700.

Lao Hu actually doesn't force anything, there is a ten-to-one first order, that is, more than 500 people can subscribe to the paid chapters on the day they are put on the shelves, and Lao Hu is satisfied.

I know that there are many people who will watch pirated copies, or read genuine copies when they are free, and go to pirated versions when they pay for them......

I don't want to say anything about it, just a simple sentence, please compare the hearts of readers who think so.

Maybe you went to see the pirated edition in order to save a few cents, and the results and subscriptions of this book were extremely dismal.

There may be 10,000 people who like this book, but because of piracy, the book can only get a few hundred paid subscriptions.

It may also be that because the results are too poor, they will face a situation of hitting the streets.

Perhaps the vast majority of these 10,000 pirated copies ruined the book.

Lao Hu doesn't want to abuse pirated readers, but just wants to tell you, please don't kill chickens and eggs, if you really like this book, please support the genuine version, and spend a few cents to subscribe to support.

Finally, I would like to give a very realistic summary, if you want the horses to run fast, run every day, you have to feed the horses to graze~

Old Hu worshipped.

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