Erridon, the elven kingdom, the Valley of Oblivion. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On a large hall decorated with all kinds of treasures, an elf dressed as a soldier with a pointed ears and a green face and armor made of emerald glass ran to the bottom of the steps in front of the throne, and the dark and shiny floor of the hall was paved with some kind of ore processing to reflect his frightened face covered with sweat, and he knelt down in front of the steps, his whole body trembled, and he did not dare to raise his head to look at the man sitting on the throne above the steps. He reported with a trembling voice—

"Lord Desman, no...... Oh no, the warp channel is ...... was turned on ......"

As he finished speaking, he heard a dull thud from above, the sound of a fist slamming against a throne made of immaculate emerald glass. Then he heard an angry voice from above—

"What?!!How is it possible!!How is it possible to open the warping passage only for the Blackstone, could it be that the blue-skinned blind men have come to him?" The man who had been called "Lord Desman" by the soldiers stood up from his throne, and he had a crown on his head studded with precious stones, the main body of which was also made of green emerald glass, and he wore rings on his hands, each of which was of a different shape and color, and he was draped in a pure white robe, the back of which dragged to the ground. Now he raised his right hand—a finger as slender as a skeleton, but its pale green skin was smooth and delicate, like a newborn baby—and stared for a long time at the ring set with a black gem on his index finger.

"No, it's not the Dark Elves, we've only detected two reactions coming out of the tunnel. The soldier at the foot of the stairs replied with his head bowed.

"Oh? That's interesting...... Is there a detailed understanding of who has found out?"

"Based on the perceived energy response, it should be a human ......," the soldier said, his voice much quieter, as if he was afraid of the next possible reaction of the person in front of him.

"Humans?!! how dare they ......" The "Lord Desman" suddenly clenched his fist, and a crystal sculpture beside him exploded into pieces, causing the soldier to kneel on the ground and take a few steps back.

"Big ...... My lord, we should ...... What to do?"

"Send a team of dragons and find them for me!, but remember to capture them alive, I'll have to ask them properly!"

"Yes!"

In a jungle somewhere in the valley.

"What the hell is this place?" Dave asked, swinging his axe and slashing through the vines and shrubs that stood in his way, turning to Koyales, who was following him.

"If Chloe's words are true, this should be Erridon, where the High Elves live in seclusion. But Yalais looked down at the flowers and plants that Dave had chopped down all over the place, and she noticed that she had never seen them anywhere before, and she picked up a flower, and there seemed to be some kind of magic in the little purple flower, and she could feel the restlessness of the flower in her hands.

"We were clearly following Chloe into the gap, but why was Chloe nowhere to be seen as soon as we came?" Dave asked as he continued to open the way.

"That guy put aside for a moment, and get the elves out of the way first, with the man named Origen Strange in the first place. But after Yalais finished speaking, she began to be a little surprised, "Put Chloe aside" This kind of words would come out of her mouth, she felt that Chloe had deliberately attracted their attention before, and then deliberately lured them here, there must be a greater conspiracy in this.

"I've heard that there is a feud between elves and humans, I just hope that Origen won't be eaten alive by other elves before I find it......" As soon as Dave finished speaking, he felt a violent tremor of the ground under his feet, and then several loud roars shook the sky, startling the birds and beasts in the jungle to flee in all directions.

"How...... What's going on?" Dave held on to a tree trunk in a panic to keep himself from falling, and he began to look in the direction where the roar came from, "It can't be that thing......

"It doesn't feel wrong," said Kyales, looking up at the sky with a frown through the branches, "It's a dragon!"

Because she had seen the dragon control skills of the knights of the Vasilian Knights of Light, the roar of the dragon and the sense of oppression it exuded had already left a deep impression on Kyales's heart, and she believed that the dragon that appeared now would not be a friend.

"The following two intruders, I advise you to take the initiative to surrender, otherwise there will be no good fruit to eat!" A voice came from above, as if it had been amplified several times, but Yalais and Dave followed the voice, and they found the silhouette of the huge four dragons and the looming human figure on the dragon's back.

"I can still control dragons like the Knights, what should I do, do you want to fight?" Dave said, pinning the axe back to his waist and removing the crossbow from his back.

"No, wait, as long as we don't reveal our whereabouts, it's still safe for the time being, use the trunk as cover to move forward carefully, don't be discovered!"

"It's Chloe and it's elves, and now it's dragons, I didn't get you out of prison in the first place......" Dave reluctantly put the crossbow back behind his back, and then stepped forward cautiously while holding on to the trunk of the tree and looking at the sky.

"Do you still want to resist?" Lord Desman only asked to be captured alive, but he didn't say that you can't be left without arms and legs, in that case......" A figure on the back of a dragon above still shocked the two below with a magnified voice, he paused, and then began to speak in a language that neither Jares nor Dave understood, and they heard him say only one word—"Frost!"

Then they heard the dragon's roar again, but this time it wasn't as rough and loud as before, but like a crisp pop that ignited the air. As soon as the sound died down, the two of them felt as if the sun was obscured, the temperature had dropped, and everything around them had changed from warm to cold, and they knew what had happened when they saw a jungle not far away turn into a sculpture of ice—the dragon roared its breath of ice.

Dave tiptoed slowly to the frozen grass and trees, and with a slight touch, the frozen flowers and plants became fragments and scattered "jingle" all over the ground. "This dragon's freezing spell is not weaker than yours, if it is sprayed, it will be over!" Dave quickly retreated, looking at the sky warily.

But as soon as Jalais looked up, she saw a cloud of pure white cold air coming towards them, and she hurriedly turned her head and ran back as she shouted to Dave, "Run! Don't run in a straight line, hide behind the thick tree trunk!"

The two of them could no longer care about hiding their whereabouts lightly, and in the face of the threat from the air, they could only spread their legs and run wildly in the jungle. They stepped over row after row of bushes, flashed over tree trunks, and as soon as they reached the back of a two-man tree, they heard a hissing behind them—a large jungle behind them had become a world of crystal clear ice, and they were about to become part of it.

"Hey, isn't that going too far?" said another figure above, "If they're all frozen to pieces, it's hard to explain to them!"

"Then I'll leave it to you, I can't imagine that these two human scum can escape!"

The other also uttered a word that neither Jares nor Dave could understand—"Wendeslow!," and it wasn't long before they heard the trees around them start to rustle, followed by a loud "bang," and the leaves and branches began to break and fall off, and the flowers and plants on the ground were uprooted—a hurricane was coming.

"First frozen, and now it's a hurricane?" Dave held the trunk tightly with both hands so that he could not be swept away by the sudden wind, and Lyales hooked a protrusion on a boulder on the ground with the bow called Frost, and his hands clutched the bow tightly, and the whole person was blown into the air.

"That's ...... If it goes on like this......" But Yales' whole face was distorted by the wind, and it was very difficult to make it clear, "No...... We can only ...... I had to surrender ......"

So Kyales shouted to the sky, "Stop!

Moments later, the hurricane stopped.

But Jareth and Dave were tied up by four elves in dazzling heavy armor who came down from the dragon's back, and their weapons were confiscated, and they wasted a lot of effort in confiscating Dave's equipment. But Yalais felt a kind of vitality in the long rope that bound them, as if if the rope would be tighter if she had the idea of breaking free. They confiscated Koyales' sticks and longbows, and Koyales, noticing a change in their eyes as they took them, looked at each other for a moment before dragging them onto the dragon's back. It was precisely because of this wooden stick that they were distracted that they did not notice that Gyales had taken off the talisman from his neck and held it in the palm of his hand, and they did not take it away.

The two of them rode the dragon and were taken all the way to a large sanctuary palace in the depths of the valley, which seemed to be carved out of a single boulder, and the outer walls were gilded with a layer of gold and inlaid with various gems that glittered in the sunlight. But when she was on the dragon's back, she noticed that there were several dragons not far from the sides of the palace below, and those dragons were not locked or locked, and there was nothing to prevent them from rioting, as if the elves didn't care, or maybe such a dragon riot could not happen here. But Jalais believed that their ability to manipulate dragons was far superior to that of the Knights of Light.