"This place is much stronger than the undead realm you were in before, if you really decide to stay here, you must always be vigilant, after all, your strength here is no longer in the strongest category. Curry looked at Tylon and reminded slightly. He is still very concerned about this undead who he has finally subdued, but he doesn't want it to die easily and become nourishment and be absorbed by other undead.

After hearing Ke Rui's words, Xilong raised his head and looked into the distance, the soul fire in his eyes jumped slightly, and he pulled out the big sword on his back with a "bang":

"No matter what world it is, for me, it is a space of sword and death, and any so-called change is ridiculous and stupid. The bone hand gently stroked the crack on the sword's body, and Xilong twisted his head to look at Ke Rui's spiritual power, and his bone teeth opened slightly again: "You are like this now, master." ”

"It's really ruthless, Shilon. Although he was a little surprised by the boldness of this undead, there was an inexplicable appreciation in Ke Rui's heart.

"I just said what I thought and didn't mean anything else. Shilon turned his head, and the soul fire in his eyes flickered even more violently.

"Very well, as proof, now this trouble, you can solve it yourself. With the usual smile on the corner of his mouth, Ke Rui looked into the distance where Xilong had seen before, and his voice seemed to float from afar:

"This is, my respect for you. ”

"Roar—"

As Curry's words fell, a roar that seemed to come from ancient times sounded earth-shatteringly, and the sound wave visible to the naked eye swept fiercely in the direction of Curry and Xilong, like a tsunami!

"Humph!"

Without hesitation, Xilong threw up his big sword, and the powerful sword wind swept out, easily breaking this extraordinary blow in an instant. And as the earth trembled, the true face of the guy who roared out this loud voice was also revealed as the dust and mist dissipated.

"I thought it was only possible where there was water. The essence flashed in Curry's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened a little:

"Interesting. ”

The crocodile, the white-boned crocodile, a giant white-boned crocodile with a head of more than twenty meters in its head, with claws that make the earth tremble with every step, slowly crawled towards Curry and Xilong, who were just a little bit in their eyes, opened their big mouths, and let out a powerful roar again-

"Roar—"

Feeling the strong wave of qi passing through his body, a sense of happiness rose in Ke Rui's heart for no reason: "It's good that the undead don't have saliva, or it would be too bad......"

"The peak of the eighth order. Blocking the impact of the qi wave with the big sword again, Xilong's bone teeth opened slightly, and the soul fire in his eyes jumped with some excitement. Without waiting for Curry to give it an order, he directly picked up the big sword and rushed towards the white bone giant crocodile from the front, as if for him, the big guy in front of him was no different from the undead who were killed by it before, just another revenant under the sword who was about to die.

"It's the first time I've seen an undead who is so obsessed with fighting, I'm afraid only such a guy can control such a sword. Looking at Xilong, who was fighting head-on with the white bone giant crocodile with his sword, Ke Rui shook his head in his heart.

For Xilon's strange greatsword, Curry already had a general understanding of its differences, and even he was quite amazed in his heart at that time.

This big sword can transform into a powerful destructive force in a short period of time by devouring the power of the holder's soul, enhancing the combat power of the holder in disguise, and this transformed destructive power can grow indefinitely as long as the soul power is inexhaustible, which is extremely terrifying. Of course, this is a theoretical situation, but in practice it is impossible for such a thing to happen, and no soul that exists can sustain that kind of consumption for a long time.

"If you can't advance to the ninth order if you kill this eighth-order peak undead Xilon, then the problem can only be me...... It's really nerve-wracking. ”

......

"Smack!"

Lan Sal grabbed the teacup in his hand, stood up with a heavy face, frowned slightly, looked at Elena, and said in a low voice:

"Princess, I hope you understand what you're talking about, it's no joke. ”

"It's okay if you are skeptical of what I say, my mission has been completed to the minimum standards, and the next thing is to cooperate with you and help you as much as possible, if you choose not to act because you doubt the authenticity of my news, then I can return to the Elven Forest now, and I will not take any responsibility for what happened next. "Elena has always spoken seriously and quickly, in fact, she does things as well as she speaks, and now if Lansar says the wrong thing again, she will definitely not hesitate to leave and go home.

Lansar stood silent for a moment, then finally turned his back to the door, and called in a deep voice:

"Zarot!"

"In. ”

As a hoarse voice sounded low, a vague figure appeared silently in the darkness of the doorway, as if he had been there all along, but had just spoken.

"It's scary. ”

The hard gaze of the elf beside Elena swept the doorway, and the green pupils shrank slightly. Elena, on the other hand, sat very calmly and drank tea, ignoring the sudden appearance of the guy after just a glance.

"Prepare, convene Council No. 1. Lansar didn't look back, but said softly.

"Yes. Zarot's pupils shrank slightly, but he bowed his head in response. Then, after a pause, he asked again—he rarely did:

"The one of the killers, do you want to invite them too?"

"Hehe, I know what you're trying to say, Zarot. Turning around, picking up a teacup again, Lan Sal regained his previous elegance, and looked at Zarot, who only showed half of his body at the door, his black and blue gaze was like a real deep sea abyss, unfathomable-

"But don't forget that the calmer the sea, the more likely it is that there are unknown undercurrents hidden in its depths, and unknown ...... It's often the scariest!"

"The subordinate understood. ”

In the darkness, Zarot's voice was still echoing, but his person had disappeared silently as before.

"Princess Elena doesn't have anything to ask?" asked Ransar, seated herself again, placing the empty teacup back on the table, carefully filling the jug as she glanced at Elena.

"There's almost nothing to ask anymore. Elena also put the teacup back on the table, folded her arms in front of her chest, and looked at Lansar with calm and unwavering tender green eyes, although there was no expression on her face, but the gaze that knew everything in the silence still made Lansar's heart slightly cold.

"How?" asked Lansar, taking a sip of freshly poured tea, seemingly casually.

"From what you just said, it's easy to tell that you held a very unusual meeting, and that person asked you, 'Is the one from the Killer Guild also invite?' If my guess is correct, what he said should be a Terran giant who has the qualifications to speak on behalf of the Killer Guild, and it is likely to be the president of the Killer Guild himself, and it is not difficult to infer from his words." That one is just one of the people who were invited, so who can be at the same level as the president of the Killing Hands Guild in the Terrans, it can only be the leaders of other big forces, that is, other giants of the Terrans. Speaking of this, Elena glanced at Lancer, "And this is where things get interesting." As we all know, the human race is relatively special compared with other races, and the internal pattern can be described as fragmented, and the major forces are fighting openly and secretly with each other, and no one is submissive to the other. It's hard for me to imagine what kind of meeting would allow the rival Terran giants to put aside their grievances for a while. Then, I thought of a possibility. ”

"What is possible?" Lan Sal looked at Elena with dark blue eyes, and he didn't take another sip of the half cup of tea in his hand, even though it was already cold.

"The Terrans are calculating, cunning for themselves, and unscrupulous in order to achieve their ends. It is impossible for such a race not to see its own weaknesses. Internally, it's okay, and your own family's affairs are solved by yourself, but externally, these forces are all human races, and their own camp will only lead to the dispersion of strength and then suffer a catastrophe. Therefore, I suspect that the shrewd leaders of the major forces of the Terran should have a principled consensus with each other, and this consensus definitely has the power to unite the Terran as much as possible when dealing with extra-clan affairs. ”

Elena looked at Lansar with a calm gaze and made her final analysis:

"Now, I'm pretty sure that the Council No. 1 you've convened is a product of that principle. And with the efficiency of your subordinates, presumably at this time, the entire human race has already moved. ”