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Under the cover of night, groups of orc warriors quietly left their camp and drove across the mountains and into the depths of the plains, and they launched a surprise war!

After the bloodshed, Fossa knew that he no longer had time to wait, although he had instructed Lionel to execute all the orc warriors and shamans who committed the crime, but he knew very well that the estrangement between the orcs and the elves had been generated, for a simple example, in the past, the orc patrol and the elven patrol met, they would say hello in a friendly manner, and then go their separate ways, now the two patrols meet again, the elves will inevitably maintain a high degree of vigilance, God knows if they meet the orcs who are out of control? As time passes, this estrangement will get deeper and deeper, and the elves will become more and more vigilant, and he will never have a chance again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The reason why the orcs endured for nearly two months was because Fusa was bent on maintaining his strength, and he hoped to wipe out the main force of the elves in one fell swoop at a small price.

With so many opponents waiting for him to conquer, if he didn't cherish his strength, the orcs wouldn't be able to go far.

It's just that Fusa, who is bent on taking the initiative, has to admit that he is not ready for a full-scale war, and of course, the elves are even more unprepared!

In a mountain col, Blanche, who was elected as the great patriarch by the elves of the southwest region, was strolling with several elves, because he was very close to Lydia, so Prudence was very disgusted with Blanche, and had been arranging the elves in the southwest region in an inconsequential place, and even wanted to scatter the elves in the southwest region and divide them into other tribes, but his proposal was resolutely opposed by the elves in the southwest region, and finally had to be stopped.

The elven tribes in the southwest region occupy an important position in the Lola Alliance, and their strength cannot be underestimated, but they suffered a sudden attack by Nikolai, and their losses were very large, so that in the United Senate advocated by Ampdulla, they did not even occupy a seat, which was a kind of damage to their self-esteem, and therefore, they did not have any sense of mission or identity for the opportunity advocated by Ampdulla, and since they had been excluded from the core of power, no matter how magnificent the blueprint drawn by Ampdulla was, it could not attract them.

Prudence's defense of them was in the hands of Blanche, she did not want to participate in this war, not to mention the treatment of her friends by the Senate controlled by Ampdulla, which also provoked her anger.

Lola and Little Louise are both half-bloods, they are the descendants of elves and humans, Lola forced little Louise to leave the city with Blanche at the most critical moment, and finally, little Louise followed Blanche here. But Ampdullah showed contempt and distrust for the half-elves, and even imprisoned little Louise and the accompanying Pan Wen and others, Blanche argued several times, but she was never able to convince Ampdullah, the situation is stronger than people, and she can't forcibly attack the prison, so she can only hold back her anger in her heart. It can also be said that the elves led by Blanche and the United Senate represented by Ampdullah are inseparable, and Ampdullah has already ordered to prepare for the spring offensive, but Blanche's camp is filled with a relaxed atmosphere, no one takes the war seriously, and they will not contribute.

Today, Blanche brought the patriarchs of the various tribes together, there is an important matter to discuss, in the previous war, the Moon Spring Water owned by Blanche played a big role, without Blanche, there would not be so many branches of life trees born in various cities, Ampdulla on behalf of the United Senate to Blanche, hoping to exchange the quota of five seats with Blanche, but not to exchange Moon Spring Water, but to exchange fog flowers.

Planting fog flowers in the deep well, the well has magical power, the water in the well, can make the seeds of life quickly take root and sprout, in fact, the ancient tree of life in Yeliu City can drop hundreds of seeds of life every year, but if there is no moon spring water, no matter how long the seeds are planted, the seeds will not change.

And there is only one fog flower left in Blanche's hand, this flower is very wonderful, it seems to bloom every tens of thousands of years, and it bears fruit in tens of thousands of years, even the oldest elf, I don't know the specific origin of the fog flower, in the old ballad of the elf clan, it is the goddess of nature who left this world and forcibly broke the constraints of the law. When he stepped into his own realm of the gods, he kissed a few wild flowers, and since then, those wild flowers have changed, and they have become a kind of half-virtual and half-real existence, which can be seen clearly, but can not touch anything with his hands, and if he blows air with his mouth, the flowers will sway and dance with the wind, as if they really grow there.

As for how to take care of the fog flower and move the fog flower, only Blanche knows, which is the main reason why Ampdullah wants to negotiate amicably with Blanche.

In fact, there is no need to discuss this matter, Blanche will never hand over the fog flower, the problem is that they can't refuse by force, but come up with a suitable excuse.

At this moment, a childish female elf ran over in a panic, and shouted from afar: "Sister Blanche, hurry up...... Come on, oh no!"

"Tracy, slow down, what's wrong?" Blanche was stunned.

The female elf almost threw herself into Blanche's arms, barely stabilized her figure, gasped for breath, and said hurriedly: "The orcs are coming! Sister Blanche, hurry, or it will be too late!"

"The Orcs are coming?What are you kidding?, how are they going to attack us?!" Blanche's face was full of disbelief.

"How can you not believe it?!, it was your friend who told me to tell you!" exclaimed Tracey.

"My friend?"

"He's a human, how dare he come to us?!"

"Human?" Blanche was even more suspicious, "what kind of human is it?"

"He'......" Tracey thought for a moment, "he's a young man with a lot of taste." ”

"Little one, do you know what a taste is?" the other elf chuckled, and the other elves chuckled.

"Tracey, tell me carefully, what does that man look like?" Blanche became solemn, and a figure appeared in her mind.

"Hmm...... He's good-looking, even better than that Prudence......"

"Little guy, are you dazzled, can a human be compared to Prudence in appearance?" an elf laughed, even among the elves, Prudence is also a famous beautiful man, and he can't believe that humans can surpass Prudence in appearance.

"The first time I saw him, I just thought he was good-looking, but the more I looked at him, the more I thought he was ...... Oops!" Tracey stamped her feet in a hurry, she had a stomach full of things to say, but she didn't know how to say them, "Anyway, it's better than Prudence! there's something about him that I can't say!"

"You mean...... His temperament?" an elf continued.

"Yes, yes, it's temperament. Tracey was overjoyed, glanced at the elf who answered the call gratefully, and said, "It makes me feel warm and hot, and I don't dare to look at him later!"

"Huh...... It makes me wonder how a human can charm our little princess, and I really want to see him with my own eyes. Several elves looked at each other and smiled.

"What are you talking about?" asked Tracey, inexplicably.

But Blanche didn't smile, she asked nervously, "What color are that person's eyes?"

"It's black, it's deep, it's deep, and when you look at it, it's like you're going to fall into it. "*Let's go, let's go!!" Blanche suddenly turned and walked briskly towards the depths of the camp, where she was going to gather all the elves.

"Blanche, what's wrong with you?" the elves looked surprised, "Do you really believe these words?!"

"Do you know who he is?" Blanche said in a hurry.

"Who is he?"

"Raphael, Lord of the Holy Crown!"

The elves were dumbfounded, and Tracey was no exception, that little mouth could be opened so big that no matter how big it was, it was estimated that the chin would fall, and a pair of quirky eyes would not move, oh my God...... She actually took a bow and aimed at a super-level powerhouse, but that Raphael didn't seem to be as terrifying as the legend suggests.

He ...... Raphael has his sights on us?" An elf said in a trembling voice, and the next sentence was close to screaming, "His next target is us?!"

"No, he's kindly warning us. Blanche said urgently: "It's too late to say this, you go back and prepare immediately, and I'll find an opportunity to give you an explanation later." ”

"You're crazy!" an elf stood up angrily, "Lydia, what the hell are you trying to do? You're murdering the elders of the United Senate!!"

Behind the elf, seven or eight elves stood up one after another, and looked at Lydia angrily, and the other elves looked a little complicated, some were shocked, some were indifferent, and some sneered, but none of the elves spoke out in support of Lydia.

Most of the elves who attended this meeting were the chiefs of the tribes, and Lydia made an unbelievable request at the meeting, asking the chiefs to immediately imprison the elders of the tribes, seize all power, and gather all the armies they could gather to move closer to the city of Beit.

There is an eternal contradiction between tradition and reform, and the longer a civilization lasts, the stronger it will become, and the more difficult it will be to accept new things. This is easy to understand, the Eastern and Western civilizations in the other world are a good example, if it were not for the strong intervention of Western civilization, which made Eastern civilization feel seriously threatened, would Eastern civilization change on its own? To put it more bluntly, if there is a barrier of time and space that separates Eastern and Western civilizations forever, Western civilization will continue to move forward according to the established track, and the heavens that should go to the heavens, the seas that should go to the sea, the telephones, televisions, computers, and so on will appear without delay. And the oriental civilization also has its own established track, the emperor's grace is mighty, the emperor's grace is mighty, the three outlines and five constants, the sky is round, the development and destruction are repeated, forming a unique, terrible and sad cycle, women must continue to wrap their little feet, because it is a symbol of beauty, men may have cut off their braids, maybe not, under the constraints of the omnipresent Confucianism and internal law, the so-called science, humanities, etc., it is difficult to find the soil for survival, the child is silent and strange, since ancient times, there is a lack of exploration' The spirit of 'strange', let alone enlightenment, may be thousands of years later than Western civilization before people play with computers, and this possibility is still very limited.

The elves also have their own traditions, the Senate represents the will of the goddess of nature, the patriarchs manage the affairs of the elves, and the Senate decides the direction of the elves, they are used to obedience, and now they suddenly hear that all the elders are going to be imprisoned, even if the patriarchs know that this will bring great rights to themselves, but they still feel uncomfortable and even angry in their hearts.

"Sit down and talk. Lydia said with a smile.

"I don't have much more to say to you!" the elven patriarch snorted, turned and walked out.

Lydia sighed and reached out, the elf beside her who had placed a longbow in Lydia's hand.

The elven patriarch who was walking out maintained a high degree of vigilance, suddenly turned around, took the first step to pull out the longbow, and the jet-black arrow aimed at Lydia's forehead, and said angrily: "Lydia, what do you want to do?!"

"I want to kill you. Lydia said as she pulled the bowstring as if nothing had happened, but she only pulled the bowstring, and there were no arrows on the bowstring.

Seeing that Lydia had no scruples about saying such things, the elven patriarch understood that things could not be good, so he gritted his teeth and let go of his fingers, and with a scream, the jet-black arrow left a vague afterimage in the air, shooting straight at Lydia's forehead.

Lydia also released the bowstring at the same time, and with the flicking of the bowstring, a slight tearing sound sounded in the air, and the elven patriarch stiffened suddenly, and a very thin blood mark appeared from the corner of his left forehead, slashing down the center of his eyebrows, and slashing across his right cheek, and then, half of the elven patriarch's head flew up very abruptly, throwing out a rain of blood, and at this moment, the elves could clearly see that the smooth wound was piled up with many equally smooth muscles, bones, and various organ facets.

The elven patriarch shook, and the remaining eye was still staring at Lydia, and then a little weaker, and the arrow he shot was cut in half by an invisible force, half of which hit the trunk of the tree diagonally, and the other half grazed Lydia's right rib and shot at the back of the chair, even if it was an inch off, it would have hurt Lydia.

"Don't forget, my name is Lydia. Lydia seemed to have no idea of the danger just now, and her eyes swept over the patriarchs who were still standing, "Who else?"

The dozens of patriarchs present were silent, not frightened by Lydia's strength, but horrified by the act itself, and if they disagreed, they would kill a patriarch?

Lydia slowly drew her longbow again, but she didn't aim at the target, and only said lightly, "If you don't have an opinion, sit down and talk." ”

"Lydia, what are you doing here?" said an elven patriarch with a wry smile, he supported Lydia, and it was because of this that he dared to speak.

"When he walks out, he will be killed by the orcs sooner or later, and I should give him a good time now than to be humiliated then. After Lydia finished speaking, she suddenly raised her hand, and a slight tearing sound sounded, and the attacked elven patriarch instinctively raised his arm, trying to protect himself, but he couldn't compete with the invisible power at all, half of his arm and neck, all of which were neatly cut off, he writhed dazedly, and as his head fell backwards from his neck, his body also fell backwards.

At this moment, the elven patriarchs exploded on the spot, and more than a dozen patriarchs who were originally sitting and watching the excitement also jumped up one after another, and the longbows aimed at Lydia from all angles.

"Sit down and talk. Lydia said lightly, her fingertips slowly tugging at the bowstring again, ignoring all the threats in front of her.

Some elves with poor control, the muscles on their cheeks are trembling, Lydia's attitude is very clear, either obey me, or kill me, or, I will kill you! But if they really do it, even if they can kill Lydia, how many of them will be able to get out alive?! Magic Arrow Lydia, she is one of the few elves who has mastered all kinds of magic, and so far, she has not released magic arrows with mass destruction!

"Calm down, everyone!" Seeing that the longbow in Lydia's hand was getting fuller and fuller, one of the elves couldn't bear the pressure anymore, and shouted, and then turned his gaze to Lydia: "Lydia, you said he would be killed by the orcs?

Lydia frowned, as if wondering what to say, and her fingers slowly let go of the bowstring.

"Everybody sit down, sit down. The elf who sat down first breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "Even if everyone is against Lydia's decision, we should first find out why Lydia wants us to do that, right?"

In fact, there is no need for him to say it, the elves in the elf clan saw Lydia let go of the bowstring, and they all sat down one by one, even the elves who were originally standing, so as not to irritate Lydia again. They are not afraid to fight, the problem is that there is always a purpose and a reason for killing or being killed.

"The Orcs are about to launch a major attack on us......"

"This can't be!" exclaimed an elven patriarch.

Lydia turned her head and looked at the elven patriarch, the elven patriarch closed his mouth very interestingly, just now a group of elves stood up, Lydia may not choose him when she attacks, now only he answers, the result can be imagined.

"Does it make sense to tell a lie that will soon be exposed?" Lydia said lightly, "and ......"

(To be continued)