This is a human city, built right next to the Elven Forest, which is the city of Wintier in the east of the Rand Kingdom. www.biquge.info The fruits or special ingredients of the Elven Forest are abundant in the forest of the elves, and the fruits or special ingredients are deeply loved by the nobles. Of course, the most important thing is the elf trade, doing business with the elves, the elves' aesthetics have always prided themselves first, and it is true that the elves' pursuit of beauty is very high, and their works of art are the goods that the royal family and nobles compete for.

Of course, none of these are the most tempting. Rather, it is the elven slaves sold here, and both male and female elves are very beautiful. Some aristocratic lords or noble ladies like to collect a few elves who warm the bed.

In the dungeon of the City Lord's Mansion, an elf dressed in linen sat on a straw mat, holding a sapphire pendant in her hand, even if her face was full of tiredness and servant dust, she could still see her petite face and delicate facial features, strange and dazzling beauty;

"Brother, mother, where are you? Eve's scared ....."

Suddenly, a silver light fell straight from the sky to the inside of the City Lord's Mansion, and even the powerful enchantment seemed to have no one, unable to stop the breakthrough of the silver light.

Knock -

A small hole was carved into the wall of the dungeon, and a crystal clear pebble fell in front of Eve, emitting a faint fluorescence.

Eve's head was clasped and she looked at the glowing pebbles, "What is this?"

"Lord of Wentil City, return my sister!"

The Elven King's violent roar could be heard throughout the city of Wentil, and everyone looked in horror at the Elven King Ellev floating in the sky. At this time, Elev was holding Merlin in his left hand and a spear in his right hand, looking at the city coldly.

"Nima, are you a bad pen? let me go, I'll save your sister, you say that, what should they do with your sister as a hostage?" Merlin felt that his face was all lost, Made, he was so caught by a little kid and watched by everyone in the city, Nima, shame.

The elf king paused for a moment, "What you said seems to make sense, okay, you go down." ”

As soon as Elev's hand was released, Merlin instantly fell from the sky.

"Nima-!!!!!"

Merlin shouted, and the magic power around him poured out, do you know that this guy will fall to death like this?

In the City Lord's Mansion, an obese middle-aged man wiped a cold sweat, "Quick, quickly bring the princess in the dungeon and take her hostage." ”

The fat middle-aged man is the lord of the city, Deck Les. An earl, domineering and particularly fond of sexual affairs. There were more than a dozen female slaves, several of whom were elves. When I saw the Eve, I felt that this elf girl was not ordinary, but I didn't expect it to be the sister of the elf king. Then this girl is an elf princess.

Deck flashed a hint of ruthlessness, "Play the elf princess once, it's worth dying." ”

Decker plans to take Eve hostage again. Being able to defile the elven princess, Deck was very excited to think about it.

"Really, the elves now really do their own thing, and they don't do things through their brains at all. "Merlin is looking for traces of the elven princess in the dungeon of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Hurry up, Lord Castle Lord, let's bring the newly captured elves over. ”

"Good, good, good, but I didn't expect that the newly captured elf was actually the sister of the elf king. ”

The two soldiers hurried to the dungeon, Merlin in the shadows beside them. The soldiers ran as fast as they could, Merlin following them quickly.

Outside the castle, three high-ranking magisters confronted the elven king Elev, which was ordered by the king of Rand himself to be stationed here, just to prevent the elves from planning to attack the human race, so as to have a containment.

One of the high-ranking magisters stood in the air, "Elven King, do you think the princess has any evidence in our city?"

Elev glanced at him, waved the holy spear in his hand, and rose into the air to aim at the magister, "This king is here, that's the proof!"

Whoosh -

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and the holy spear quickly attacked the talking magister, and the three high-level magisters instantly cast defensive spells, and the high-level magus was powerful. In an instant, three layers of magic shields were superimposed on the high-level magister who spoke, and this magic shield was a high-level magister-level shield.

"Elven King, you are too rampant!" The high-level magister who spoke just now was full of anger, three high-level magisters are stationed here, and you still want to fight three with one?

"Noise!" the Elf King clicked his holy spear in the air, and the speed of the holy spear instantly increased, turning into a meteor and killing the high-level magus.

"Haha, just because you still want to break the three of us...."

Poof!

The high-ranking magister who spoke looked at his stomach in disbelief, blood gushing out, and his stomach was pierced! The high-ranking magus quickly fell from the sky.

The holy spear pierced through the defenses of the triple high-level magister and pierced through the high-level magus who spoke.

"Galso! damn it!" another high-level magus flew quickly towards the injured high-level magus and caught him steadily. At the same time, he wiped the space ring in his hand and took out a bottle of magic potion. When the cork was opened, a huge amount of life force gushed out. The High Magus fed the potion to the wounded Garso. In a moment, Garso's stomach returned to its original state.

The Elven King stood on the tip of the Holy Spear, "I didn't expect you to have the potion configured by the Fountain of Life, where did you get the fountain water?"

Garso's gaze was full of resentment, "It's not just the Elven Forest that produces the Fountain of Life!"

The Elven King nodded, "I didn't expect that the magicians of your kingdom would really dare to go there." ”

"Is this the holy spear, the Gungerf, an artifact made from the trunk of the World Tree, which has lost its divinity and has no corresponding legend that has been drowned in the long river of time. It is a sub-gun of the artifact Gungnir. I didn't expect it to be in your hands. Garl looked at the Holy Lance with a look of fear.

"I didn't expect you as a human to know quite a lot, yes, so are you still fighting?" Elev looked at the three high-level mages, each of these people was a saint-level, and his own strength completely crushed them.

The three of them glanced at each other, "Honorable Elf King, I think there must be some misunderstanding in this matter, if your sister is really in the city." We will definitely hand it over to you and apologize. ”

The Elf King snorted coldly, "There is no need to apologize, just hand over my sister, and you will be limited to ten minutes, otherwise..."

After saying that, the Holy Spear fluctuated, and a huge amount of power spread out from around the Holy Spear. The three high-level mages were overwhelmed.

"Yes, please wait. The three high-level magisters returned to the city, and the elf king looked at the city with his hands behind his back, and the holy spear next to him revealed a cold cold light.