“...... Now, what's your name?"

"My name is Han Taku...... What about you?"

"Han Tuo, what a strange name, is it from the Far East?"

"What's your name?"

"Evel Dundon. Fortunately. ”

"Fortunately. ”

He said the same thing as a stranger who met for the first time, but Ewell's attitude was not like that. Holding a black dagger with a look of being ready to attack at any time, Han Tuo also restrained his mood at this time. The treasure [White Feather] also appeared in his hand at this time, wary of Ewell, who was eyeing him. Even Thor felt the murderous aura coming from the other side and hid in the clothes behind Hantuo's back.

Even so, Han Tuo still couldn't seriously regard him as a real enemy, just for a brief glimpse of the spiritual traffic at that time.

When I was a child, my father once taught myself the phrase "acquaintances all over the world, and it is difficult to know each other", in ancient times, Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi met once but were lifelong friends, and it was the spark of thought that burned fiercely at that moment that made their souls fit together and can no longer be separated.

As for Ewell, he had long been mentally prepared for this state of affairs where swords intersected.

Just when the blade was about to strike.

"Knock~" The dull sound of the cane knocked on the floor, and a figure in a white robe came out from the depths of the temple. After seeing the comer's face clearly, even Avier, who was full of fighting spirit, put down his attacking posture in surprise.

"Ancient ...... Gu Mengqing. Evel Nana said.

What appeared in front of him was the "hero of the past", the elven magician: Gumon Willett, who was awarded the honorary duke by the three kingdoms of mankind, and gave up his rich life to never leave his race. Although Evel only saw it in the historical records of the royal palace, he was still impressed by its noble qualities.

But he didn't expect that a branch of elves led by such a person would live in such a dangerous [Mire Forest].

The simple and solemn old man shook his head lightly at Ewell, which meant that Evel was shocked by the words.

Gu Meng then walked away and got out of the way. Stretch out a hand to make an invitation, just as a courteous butler invites the host's guests into his living room.

Han Tuo put away his [White Feather], also bowed deeply to the old man, and then walked quickly to the depths of the holy temple.

The vast hall was left with only two people, Evel and Gumon. Ewell walked to his side, an old man and a young man standing side by side, although they were different in age, they all exuded a noble atmosphere for the country and the people.

“...... Why?" asked Ewell, "the man...... The way to come is very strange. ”

"Child, there are many things in this world that are unimaginable with our wisdom. "And...... You should have noticed that that child has the same aura as us. ”

Ewell turned his head and glanced at Gu Meng, his eyes were complex, with both the rational mind of a profession and the tenacity and stubbornness of a young man.

"So," Gumon turned his head to Aivel and smiled playfully, the wrinkles on his face rippling like ripples on the surface of the water with the movement of his muscles, emitting a kind red light that belonged to the old man, "So, that child must belong to us, the old man is sure of that." ”

And...... That child must be the child of those two people, really, perfectly inherited the appearance of those two people. Gu Meng thought back with a little nostalgia. It was twenty years ago, the most difficult and glorious moment in his entire life, traveling around the continent with his friends who were enough to trust him with his life, and finally leading everyone to defeat the Demon King together.

Those two nostalgic comrades-in-arms, the Twelfth Brave and the strongest magician recognized by the entire continent as the strongest magician of mankind.

But even if he had experienced such a glorious life before, twenty years of comfortable time still eroded his courage and ambition, and the demon king had recovered himself but there was no way to return to that kind of difficult time, which was the biggest regret in Gu Meng's heart.

So...... Gu Meng looked at Evel, who pursed his lips and turned to walk outside the temple gate—he also heard the ringing of the demon alarm bell outside the gate, and since there was nothing to do here, he had to go to the place where he needed it most.

...... Now, it is the time of this group of young people.

Outside the door, hundreds of orc bearer stakes slammed into the gate with the kinetic energy gained from acceleration. Even the magically blessed gate was still knocked to the ground and rocks at this time, and the elves who cast the spell gritted their teeth and resisted hard, secretly shocked in their hearts by the amazing aura of the orcs as non-living beings as if they were driven by machinery.

The elves' feathered arrows had little effect on their whole body armor, and only a few of them burrowed into the cracks of the orc's armor like poisonous snakes with the shooter's superb archery skills, killing a few of the orcs, and having no effect on the number of hundreds.

The weaker female elders and young children were finally evacuated from the battlefield, leaving only the strongest male elves with the highest combat power. Because when they saw the army of monsters from the rear open a passage and out of it a huge rhinoceros beast, they knew that it would be a tough battle.

A branch of the Demon Giant Beast Clan: [Wild Rhino], the height easily exceeds ten meters, and the movements are sluggish but have unparalleled destructive power.

The huge body had traveled a long distance in one step, and the huge sharp corners on its head were obviously watered with steel, and its attack power had increased by several notches. The soles of the feet stepped on the ground, like a muffled sound in the flat ground, and then left the sunken ground that had been rolled and flattened. One step kept slamming towards the gate.

The feathered arrows drawn by the elves in the full moon could not penetrate its rough concrete-like skin, only carrying a trace of blood like silk threads. However, the rage drove the rhino even more violently, and the flashing scarlet eyes quickened and rushed towards the gate.

"Boom~!" was like the sound of thousands of sledgehammers hitting each other at the same time, and the elves who blessed their village gate with magic spewed blood, and the gate that should have been impregnable appeared like a spider's web.

Even so, the elves did not abandon their duties, gritting their teeth and insisting on unleashing the magic in their hands.

It's just that

When the big horn of the wild rhino left the gate, everyone felt a light pressure in their hands, and almost instinctively relaxed the output force. This is understandable, the so-called "one piece and one relaxation, the way of civil and military", they are not trying to escape the battle, but just accumulating strength to prepare for the next equally huge impact.

However, there was no respite at all.

There was almost no interval, and the same huge pressure came from the last time.

Outside the door, the burly orc knights formed a small gap in three rows (of course, vacating the position of the rhino), the third row of orcs stepped on the horses of the second row and soared into the air, almost in sync with the half-orcs who crossed overhead, and the second row also stepped on the horses of the first row in the same way and jumped up, and then without the slightest kick, the first row also crashed towards the gate without stopping.

Three rows of half-orc knights, a total of more than 300 of them, pressed the impact of their weight on the gate at the same time, causing an impact no less than that of the wild rhino running all the way.

The person sitting on the throne of the demon king in the back smiled slightly, celebrating the success of his strategy.

The gate, which was already in danger, finally couldn't be resisted, and the moment the elf who blessed the magic was relaxed, it shattered. The half-orcs rushed in viciously, and even the bearer was more than ten meters tall, and in the dark night, he could only see his two blood-red eyes hanging high, like two strange burning red lanterns, giving people a terrifying visual impact.

The city is broken.