Greel Moonwind leaned over a thick coniferous fir tree, gasping for air, the cold wind of the winter night seemed to freeze all the lungs. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He felt that there was no place in his body that didn't hurt, and the ligaments connected to the bones seemed to be broken. The knife-wielding right hand had been pierced through the back by some kind of sharp and slender object, and although the blood had coagulated early in the cold temperature, the sharp pain in the palm of his hand made him groan with hiss between wheezing.

I saw the woman in front of me wearing a black deep V long skirt, like a charming young woman at a ball, which seemed to deliberately arouse the most primitive impulse in the heart of every male, the snow-white long legs looming in the skirt, stepping on the black boots in the snow and stepping out of different shades of footprints, and the slender heel that occasionally reflected the bright light was the initiator of the puncture wound in the center of his right hand. At this moment, the outfit that does not fit in with the sparse winter coniferous forest looks very strange in the moonlight.

"Where are you going, little wild dog in the forest, why are you in such a hurry?"

This woman who smiled and spoke was really terrifying, he had never felt so powerless in his life for thousands of years, and he was a legendary-level powerhouse! The God of Killing was above, didn't it mean that the top of the church in the holy city of Paramela had disappeared? Why did a legendary-level woman appear inexplicably in addition to the old coward who had entered the legend. This woman is so young, with his eyesight, he will never be mistaken, this human is no more than twenty years old!

"Damn!"

Grell secretly touched his back with his left hand, where there was a teleportation stone given by the elder, and if necessary, he could immediately activate a single teleportation at a fixed point, and instantly return to distant Astrana.

"Yo~ Sister likes your disobedient little wild dog the most, to paraphrase a master's words, the feeling of stepping on a few holes in your body makes me so happy that I fly!"

Just as Greel's fingers were about to touch the teleportation stone, a sharp cold light pierced his left wrist, and he watched as the metal soles in front of him clicked with irresistible force, stomping the Night Elf's forearm into a large piece.

Plasma mixed with broken bone and mashed muscle tissue adhered to the soles of the slowly lifted boots, and the woman carefully wiped the stained high-heeled boots on Greel's black clothes, lowered her head, and smiled curiously at him.

"Ahh......h You...... ...... the hell Who the hell is it!?" a cold sweat broke out on Greel's forehead, both hands were now useless, and for a veteran thief, having both hands useless was equivalent to death.

"Uh-huh~ My name is ...... Why should I tell you?" the woman pursed her red lips and tapped her fingers on her chin, like a little imp who had succeeded in a prank.

Just as the woman raised her leg again, a handsome man in a luxurious leather jacket walked slowly from not far away, grabbed the woman's slender waist with one hand, and bent his fingers on her head with the other: "I asked you to invite him to talk, and that's how you 'invited' me?"

"No, master, Evelyn will play with it, Night Elves are really rare in the Northland!" Evelyn stuck out her tongue, a charming woman maliciously selling cuteness is really terrible.

"I'm going to be bad!"

Isaac let go of his hand and motioned for her to stand aside, his hands clenched, and heavy green points of light poured in from all directions, gently pushing the poor thief who had almost fainted from his injuries, and the beating green light of those life essences could quickly heal every wound with the naked eye, and it didn't take long for the dying Night Elf to stand up again, but his face was a little pale from excessive blood loss.

"I'm sorry, Sons of the Forest, why did you come all the way to the cold Northlands, I'm sure you're not here for sightseeing. ”

Grell looked at the two of them warily and suspiciously, his gaze lingering on Isaac for a long time, and he understood that the magic cast by Isaac was the unique 'healing touch' magic that had been 'activated' and enhanced by the druids of the Tree of Life. This instantaneous magic is extremely powerful, and it also comes with a Nature's Guardian buff, which is as powerful as a miracle for those who have been seriously injured. Except for the high-level druids who opened the form of the Tree of Life, he had never seen other races use it, and although the Druid sect that believed in nature spread among many races, there were very few alien races that were truly powerful enough to be recognized by the forces of nature.

"Who are you, and why do you know the magic of the high-level druids?"

"But you haven't answered my question yet, have you?" Isaac shrugged, very depressed, the night elves are much more difficult to communicate with than other races, if it weren't for his own high-level magic skills, it is estimated that this angry gentleman would have to pull out a knife and stab him in the next moment.

"Do you think I'm going to tell you? ”

"Agatha Moonsong is the successor to the last 'Moonblade' of your Brotherhood of the Night, do you know why she disappeared?"

Isaac watched with interest as the Night Elf thief raised his head, his brown eyes full of astonishment, how could this human know the whereabouts of the Great Elder who suddenly disappeared hundreds of years ago!?

"Do you have news of the Great Elder?Human, if you tell me the whereabouts of the Great Elder, you will get the friendship of the Eternal Night Clan!"

"As you said, why should I tell you, you haven't answered my question yet, Agatha's whereabouts in exchange for the purpose of the Brotherhood of the Eternal Night coming to the Northlands, this deal will not cost you and me. ”

"I'll have to make sure your message is accurate. Greel's voice was unusually calm, but Isaac knew that he was extremely unsettled.

"Of course, Agatha is locked up in the depths of Scorched Valley, and I can't remember exactly where it is, but you need to send a top-level assassin with one of the twin blades to walk around Scorch Valley. As soon as Isaac finished speaking, he watched Greel stand excitedly under a huge fir, slicing his middle finger open, and pressing his bleeding fingertips against the trunk of the tree, the grass-green wind rolling slightly, and a female Night Elf illusion appeared before him.

The elven language is obscure and difficult to understand, not to mention the very small dialect of the Eternal Night clan, which is no different from listening to the book of heaven in the human world. But Isaac is an exception, and the acquisition of knowledge in the lower realms is not simply accumulated over many years, but devoured! Yes, the body and soul swallow it together, and when it is digested, most of the knowledge as 'food' is in their own hands. Both the devil and the demons are passed on in this barbaric and efficient way, so the higher races of the lower realm who have lived for an unknown number of years generally have a vast knowledge of the smoke, so it is not difficult to understand how such a strict class ruling system in the lower realm was formed.

Isaac can probably guess from the communication between the two, Grell is a high-level thief of the Brotherhood of the Eternal Night, mainly responsible for the laying of outposts and the acquisition of enemy information, and the assassination is only a part-time job, so he is equipped with extremely valuable magic items such as teleportation crystals. Most of the targets tracked by the Brotherhood of the Eternal Night have blood feuds with the elves, and the reason why these elven killers hiding in the shadows are said to be the reason why the Archbishop of the Holy Light Sect was attacked by the Holy Light Cult in Celtic County, eastern of the Baijanting Kingdom, twelve years ago.

But no matter whether this encirclement and suppression operation is right or wrong, the starting point from the standpoint of each interest group is actually very just, and the mentality of Bishop Velun is not difficult to understand, the demon hunter himself has demonic blood, and he is the only small group of people in the elven race who belongs to chaos and kindness, but no matter how it is said, he is also a chaotic person who defies the rules, as the spokesperson of the holy light and justice, the demon must be destroyed!

However, this small group of people is basically recognized by most of the compatriots of the elven race, not a xenomorph who was kicked out of the elven race sequence like Naga. Therefore, of course, protecting one's fellow citizens is something that the elven race must do. In addition, the elves have a very long lifespan, so their views on things are relatively rigid, and it is easy to cause tension between the two sides, even after a long consultation on the issue of the demon hunter, the result is that the talks fell apart as always, and in the end, of course, there was a big fight.

As the Grand Duke of Baijanting, the Archon of Celtic County, who retired with the rank of Generalissimo, and the proper hawkish ruler, of course, looked down on this barbarian group who were begging for a living on their own land and did not allow hunters and loggers to enter the woods. In the grand duke's opinion, 'I think that choosing to ignore you in the human covenant does not mean that it is completely indifferent!, occupying the territory of the kingdom and still being so arrogant and domineering, so that you will not compromise with the lowly people of the chaotic camp, well, just clean it up'." On the same day, more than 10,000 regular troops were drawn from the county town and rushed to the Ivy Forest.

In the eyes of the elves, human beings are just short-lived, and it is as ridiculous as people in feudal society to see wild baboons rebelling with guns. The elves are not many in number, but they are fighting at home, and a large number of ancient trees are awakened by the force of nature, as if the entire forest is involved in the war, and the two sides are stuck for several days, and finally the human high-level orders a fire to burn down the entire Ivy Forest.

This fire destroyed a medium-sized elven race, and even the Tree of Life, which was immune to ordinary flames, was burned to black coal, a result that shocked everyone else who was following the war, when did Baijantin become so mad that he dared to openly tear apart the human pact. At this time, Cardinal Veron, a Celestial diocese of the Holy Light Sect, came forward to defend the Grand Duke, accusing the elves of harboring the lackeys of the chaotic camp. Originally, everyone just moved their black hands below, and they didn't think about flipping the table, but the Holy Light Sect first poured dirty water on the elves, and the two sides quarreled like this for several years before it stopped.

Although Isaac's information is fragmented, it can be found that this matter has a deep relationship with Veron, who was a cardinal at the time, why is the news of the demon stalker known to the human ruling class? and who caused the conflict? The leadership of both sides is not stupid, and they know that it is a fire pit and still jump down, and political idiots cannot climb to their current position. Moreover, in addition to Wei Lun's credit, this method is very similar to the consistent style of the old ladies of "fate", and to investigate deeply, how much turmoil this 'stone' has caused by throwing it, he doesn't believe that things are as simple as they seem. However, the most unexpected thing is that everyone selectively ignores the cause - the demon stalker, Ryan Starchaser, has been inexplicably forgotten by everyone.