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Suddenly, a whistle sounded in the empty room of Hughes. www.biquge.info These whistles are so high-pitched that they have long exceeded the reach of ordinary human ears. The sharper and sharper whistles contained a fierce force, and wherever they went, the slightly fragile items in Xiuce's room exploded, including the tea set he hadn't had time to put away.

The whistles were like waves, wave after wave, and in the blink of an eye, Hughes's room was like a hurricane, and it was a mess. It wasn't until a wall suddenly exploded into a magical flame, and a magic array hidden in the wall was completely destroyed, that the whistle was cut off and slowly faded away.

There was also a faint divine aura in the whistle. The only person who can blow such a murderous whistle with the divine power that was originally based on pure gentleness and gentleness is naturally the elven girl in the City of Oracles, Eiffel.

She looked at the jade whistle in her hand with some confusion, it was covered with cracks, and a small magical flame radiated the last light and heat. Apparently because she blew too hard, this jade whistle has been ruined.

Eiffel thought for a moment, but didn't understand anything, she didn't think about it anymore, just threw the broken jade in her hand aside, and then shouted, "Konstantin!"

The cardinal, dressed as a waiter, came out from the other side of the corridor and said, "Eiffel, you're done with your business, then go and cultivate immediately! You have to hurry up and train, otherwise when will you be able to practice the prophecy technique one step further? Look at how much time the other elves in this oracle city spend every day cleaning the environment and dressing themselves? Hmph, so these elves have pure souls, but their strength is still so poor. Eiffel, as long as you listen to my teachings well, with the current speed of your strength progress, it won't take too long to be able to fight the two elders. Of course, their skills are really nothing. ”

Eiffel frowned and said, "The elves in the Oracle City are not as useless as you think. At least Elder Xius is very powerful, he is a killer, and his strength is close to the Sanctuary. ”

"Sanctuary?" Konstantin smiled slightly and said, "In front of the brilliance of the Supreme God, even the power of the Sanctuary is only an insignificant flame. Although the killer can be said to be the natural enemy of the law controller, if there is a chance, I will still compete with him, and you will know the magic and vastness of the Divine Realm. ”

A divine aura suddenly rose from Eiffel's body, and then she looked at Konstantin with clear eyes, and said word by word: "You will be miserable." ”

Konstantin was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Eiffel, although your divine power is progressing fast, you still need to practice the prophecy technique. Okay, let's meditate!"

Effie suddenly frowned, her face was a little ugly, and she couldn't help but say, "It's so bloody!"

Konstantin looked south for a while, and said slowly: "There are many elves in that direction, and I think there are fifty or sixty thousand of them, and there are many wounded among them. You go ahead and meditate, and I'll see what I can do. ”

It didn't take long for the entire Oracle City to boil, and the elves ran back and forth, looking panicked.

In such a chaotic moment, no elf had time to pay attention to Constantine standing in the temple of the Divine Messenger. Although the elves of the City of Oracle do not reject the Terrans and other races because of Rog's relationship, it is impossible to make them trust the Terrans as they trust their clansmen in a short period of time. What's more, since Konstantin arrived in the City of Oracles, in addition to teaching Eiffel divine magic, he has only cleaned the Temple of the Divine Envoy every day, and has never shown his ability. The elves of the City of Oracle thought he was just an ordinary Terran.

The elves panicked for a reason.

Just now, several elven riders arrived in the City of Oracles. They brought the shocking news that the Green Sea had been sacked by the orcs!

There were still nearly 200,000 elves left behind in the Green Sea, and the elders thought that this time the orcs were harassing the same as in previous years, at most it was just a little larger. According to the report of the scout elves, there were about fifty or sixty thousand orcs who drove towards the green sea at that time. These numbers of orcs need to be taken seriously, but that's about it.

The elven generals gathered nearly 30,000 elves who could fight, and mobilized a sufficient number of war beasts, and left the green sea. The generals are determined to wipe out the filthy orcs beyond the green sea, never allowing their filthy claws to set foot on the land of the elves.

In a wide, sparse woodland, elves and orcs engage in a decisive battle.

The elven generals found that the orcs they faced this time were much better equipped and more organized than before. They are no longer just charging under the magic of the shaman, red eyes. This time, in front of the dominant elves, the orcs actually knew how to retract their formation and slowly retreat, although the elves and war beasts continued to attack their defensive lines, and each impact caused huge casualties, but the orc army seemed to have an invisible and clever command, and the defense line never collapsed.

30,000 elves against 50,000 orcs, according to past experience, elves will inevitably have an absolute advantage, and it will even soon turn into a massacre. Although the orcs who came this time were dressed in rudimentary armor and the weapons in their hands seemed to be much better than before, they could not compare with the well-equipped elven warriors who were known as dwarves. According to the experience of the elven generals, this battle should be over in half a day.

Surprisingly, however, the battle lasted from noon to dusk, and the orcs left behind more than 10,000 corpses, but still resisted stubbornly. And the elven warriors, whose physical strength is far inferior to that of orcs, seem to be a little exhausted.

At this moment, bursts of stench quietly enveloped the entire battlefield.

The elves pricked up their ears in alarm, and the griffons hovering in the sky let out a long, uneasy chirp.

Suddenly, the earth began to tremble slightly, and the cry of the beast drifted to the battlefield with the dusk wind!

What made the elven generals' brows tighten was not the menacing beast trombone, but the heavy footsteps that were as heavy as thunder!

The generals all had at least a hundred years of experience in leading the army, and they could tell how many orc warriors these footsteps represented when they heard them, and the orc warriors were terrifyingly quiet, just trotting towards the battlefield, and there was no such signature landslide and tsunami roar as in the past!

What does this mean?

Almost at the same time, one word came to the minds of the elven generals, a word they couldn't believe, discipline!

Is it possible that orcs can have discipline?

They immediately gave the order, sounded their horns, and prepared to withdraw to the Green Sea. But the orcs in front of them suddenly fought back, and dragged the elves firmly on the battlefield with their lives.

Finally, the first row of orc warriors appeared on the hill. The moment they appeared, a chill ran through the hearts of all the elves. Is this still the orcs they remember?

The orcs that appeared this time were taller and stronger than the usual orcs in the Central Mountains, with dark green skin and thin scales in some places. Each orc warrior was clad in shiny heavy armor and armed with a well-made steel axe and a steel-boned shield.

In front of the elves, there was a large, well-disciplined, and well-equipped orc army! Behind the regular infantry, battle flags were raised, and the totems in the center of the battle flags were different, representing different orc tribes. Only from this can we vaguely see some characteristics of the past orcs in the tribal era. But that's all, all the orc warriors are uniformly equipped, and without those banners, there is no difference between these orcs.

These flags don't just represent different tribes. Each orc tribe will have a sacrifice or shaman of up to several digits. Then the more than twenty tribal flags fluttering represent at least the orcs, who have nearly a hundred shamans and sacrifices. This has outnumbered the elven mages and sacrifices. What's more, the elves' mana is also close to exhaustion.

A large number of trolls suddenly rushed from both sides of the orc warriors, with ten javelins stuck behind their backs, leaping through the forest and pressing towards the elves. Their javelins were inferior to elven bows and arrows in range and accuracy, but they were unmatched in their terrifying lethality.

Behind the elves, a wolf horn was heard. Countless tall and ferocious werewolves poured out. They wore the same heavy armor as the orc warriors, but with a few changes to their style for ease of movement. In front of the curved axe they carried, the elves' ornate armor was almost made of paper.

Werewolves are swift and powerful, and are the most ferocious and terrifying race of orcs. It's just that they have always had low fecundity, so their numbers have never been small, so they haven't caused much of a storm. But at this moment, there were as many as four or five thousand werewolves appearing behind the elven army!

Not only did the orcs have a large army, not only did they use stratagems, they even possessed many war beasts that the elves had never seen before! And the elves' scattered scouts did not return any of them, so that tens of thousands of elven warriors did not know that they were surrounded by the orcs. Maybe the elven scouts might have been wiped out, but why didn't any of the griffon knights hovering in the sky raise the alarm?

It's just that the generals no longer have a chance to find out.

At the moment when the orcs were completely encircled and launched a full-scale charge, the elven general led by him suddenly found that a thick smoke was billowing up in the direction of the green sea.

One hundred thousand orcs swept the entire green sea like a tidal wave.

Fortunately, despite hundreds of years of peaceful life in the Central Mountains, the elves have not forgotten the harsh living conditions and the dangers of being surrounded by powerful enemies. Green Sea has several plans for dealing with emergencies, and each elf is trained when they are just beginning to mature in their minds. So when the orcs arrived, the Green Sea Elves, although shocked, were not in chaos.

The elves of the brigade retreated to the designated place in an orderly manner, the warriors used for the garrison were mobilized, and the remnants of the war beasts of each race were concentrated, and under the leadership of the elders who could fight, they met the orcs who came from all over the mountains.

The elves are very graceful even in battle, and it is a rare pleasure to look at in the eyes of other races. They always had a way of elegantly sending sharp swords, spears, or bows and arrows into orcs from the weakest point in their armor. It's a pity that these elven warriors are the elves of the Green Sea, not the elves of the City of Oracles, and none of their weapons are quenched.

Orc warriors are physically strong and tenacious, and if they are not directly inserted, they can often struggle and fight for a period of time before dying. Elven warriors, however, are incapacitated by the orcs' massive weapons, and their delicate bodies and their magnificent armor are distorted by several heavy weapons that fall at the same time.

The process was so short that they didn't even have time to scream!

An elven warrior shot all the arrows in his back, then threw down his magic longbow and drew his closet dagger to pounce on a tall orc warrior. She slashed the orc's throat with a single sword, but the orc's sweeping axe sent a chill through her abdomen.

She leaped back lightly, landed on the ground, and then looked down at her abdomen, and her beautiful face instantly turned snow-white! The orc's tomahawk not only cut through her armor, but also slice open her abdomen, almost slashing her waist open! Not only blood poured out, but also countless fragments of internal organs!

The elven warrior let out a low cry, and then noticed that the sky had suddenly darkened. She raised her head and looked indifferently at a giant foot that had fallen from the top of her head, nearly two meters in circumference.

Giant feet fall.

The slender elven warrior disappeared under her feet, not even her hands and feet were exposed, only the tip of a short sword was exposed, and blood was flowing down the body of the short sword.

An earth-shattering roar spread throughout the battlefield!

The war behemoths on the battlefield, whether orcs or elves, trembled at the roar. The elven griffin was so weak that it could no longer carry the knights on its back, and fell one after the other. The war beasts on the orc side all fell to the ground, indicating subjugation. And the various war beasts on the elven side retreated one after another, and it was useless to let the elves that drove them give orders.

The giant foot that stepped on the elf female warrior and the other three giant feet supported a huge body more than twenty meters long. The body resembled a dragon rather than a dragon, it looked like some kind of wurm, and the body supported a huge humanoid upper body, and the giant had curved corners and coiled corners, somewhat similar to a demon.

The beast had a huge blood-colored totem flag on its back, and the pattern on the flag made it impossible to tell which orc tribe it belonged to.

It roared like thunder, spewing sulfur breath, and a pair of giant claws swung with a powerful thunderstorm, and rushed through the tens of thousands of elven armies...... At this time, the unnatural flames were rapidly burning in the green sea. It was a large wall of fire hundreds of meters wide, and the ends of it continued to stretch rapidly.

On one side of the wall of fire are tens of thousands of elves who have been lucky enough to get out of the battlefield.

On the other side of the wall of fire were countless orcs, elven troops, and elves who had not yet had time to escape.

And in the hundred-meter wall of fire, there were hundreds of moaning elves and thousands of orc warriors who were screaming in pain. Under the scorching flames, they completed the last leg of their lives in great pain.

Time was too short, and the fleeing elves had abandoned almost everything in the green sea. The roads to the south have been occupied by the orcs, and their only way out is in the north. At least in the north there is a city of elves, the City of Oracles. However, there were only more than 10,000 people who left the Green Sea tribe at the beginning. The elves can't even hold the green sea, so how can they expect the Oracle City to withstand the attacks of the orcs?

But this is the only hope for the surviving elves.

The elves of the Oracle City once informed the Green Sea of their location, and now the Green Sea Elves fled towards the Oracle City at full speed according to this direction. They also sent swift knights to report first.

At this moment, there is a feeling that everything is ownerless in the Oracle City, there is no news from Xius and Rog, and the orcs are moving very quickly, and they are expected to arrive in the Oracle City in three days. The fleeing elves will arrive in two days. In fact, there is very little time left for the elves.

After listening to the information provided by the scouts who came to report the news, the two elven elders who presided over the Oracle City immediately knew that the weak defenses of the Oracle City were not enough to stop the surging orc army.

They immediately decided to retreat to the newly built underground castle.

Unlike the elven cities that merge into nature and the human cities that can't be moved at all, it's much easier to relocate, but it's impossible to move completely in a matter of days. Therefore, the elves can only choose to move the most important things.

Elven Ancient Trees can survive for tens of thousands of years in the seed state, but what about Amoro, who has provided the power to the Oracle City? Once it is untied, there is no one in the Oracle City who can subdue it at this moment. The two elven elders deliberated for a while, and finally decided to speed up the operation of the magic array, extract all of Amoro's life force, and completely destroy its existence.

Anyway, this kind of alien demon can't let them exist in this plane.

It's just that not long after the herald's elf went out, Eiffel pushed the door in, and she was followed by the herald's elf.

"Amoro is still useful, don't kill it, I'll persuade it to cooperate with us." The elf girl said as soon as she entered.

The two elven elders looked at each other and persuaded a demon from another plane, is this possible?, but they both knew that Effie had a different relationship with Rog and Theseus, so after thinking about it, they agreed to give her a try. Anyway, there is still some time, and after this elf girl is defeated, as soon as they destroy the operation of the magic array, the spikes inserted in Amoro's body by the blood-sucking thorns will grow wildly, and in less than an hour, all the sharp thorns will gather in Amoro's heart.

As soon as she received permission from the two elders, Eiffel immediately ran out like a gust of wind. Her goal was not to imprison Amoro's Temple, but to return to the Temple of the Divine Messengers, shouting and shouting until Constantine appeared in front of her automatically.

"There's a demon in the hall over there, and it's pretty useful. Go and persuade it to come with us. I'm going to find something, and I'll leave that to you. "Eiffel deliberately emphasized the word 'good'.

Looking at the clear eyes like two streams of autumn water, Konstantin had nothing to say but a wry smile. He shook his head, and just as he was about to go out, Eiffel shouted behind his back, "Don't freak it out!"

Konstantin answered.

A moment later, he was already standing in front of Amoros, and the guards and elven mages who were guarding here had been ordered by the elders to withdraw. Of course, the elves' eyes were full of doubts as they looked at Konstantin, who was dressed as a servant.

With a dull roar, the door of the main hall slowly closed.

Konstantin looked up at Amoro with a smile on his lips, and Amoro began to struggle uneasily.

After another moment, the door of the main hall opened, and the cardinal walked out of it as if nothing had happened.

The elves, who had been waiting outside the temple gates, immediately swarmed up, and when they looked into the temple, they found that all the blood-sucking thorns that had trapped Amoros had withered and scattered all over the ground. Amoro's huge body is completely unrestrained!

The elves were shocked, and immediately drew their weapons, and were on full alert. But Amoro lay on the ground, not moving, and was as tame as a kitten. But when it looked at the temple gate, it seemed to be full of fear.

"What's wrong with it?" asked an elven mage who caught up with Konstantin and asked in disbelief.

"In the name of the Lord, I just inspired it. The cardinal replied lightly. His feet accelerated, and in the blink of an eye he was far away.

In the early morning of the third day, the City of Oracles was an empty city, and although most of the buildings made of plants still existed, without the presence of the Elven Ancient Tree, they had lost their spiritual surname.

In the morning breeze, Eiffel suddenly appeared, dragged a large bucket with great difficulty, came to the small lake, and poured the milky white liquid into the lake.

The water of the lake suddenly boiled, as if there were countless huge creatures under the water engaged in hand-to-hand combat for life and death! A moment later, a huge wave rose into the sky, and a transparent giant egg with a diameter of nearly 10 meters jumped out of the waves! Through the skin of the giant egg, it was faintly seen that there seemed to be countless small things squirming wildly inside.

With a thud on the ground, the giant egg suddenly cracked, and countless tiny, almost transparent insects surged out of the hole. The insects flew through the lake like lightning, and then jumped into the Oracle City, found a random plant that was still alive, burrowed into it, and disappeared in an instant. Behind them, not even the tiniest hole remained.

Eiffel stood by the lake, quietly watching the countless insects surging past her feet and beside her. After a few moments, she finally walked away. Wherever she landed, in the boundless sea of insects on that side, a passage would immediately appear, a passage that existed only for her.

After Eiffel left, another burly figure came to the lake. He looked in the direction of Eiffel's departure, his face full of solemnity and pain.

At this time, the terrible insect tide was nearing its end, but from time to time a large group of insects jumped out of the small lake and rushed towards the Oracle City. And the little clear lake, the level of the lake has dropped a little.

At this moment, the elven city still looks no different from the beginning, although it has lost its spirit surname, it is still beautiful and exquisite. But under the gorgeous exterior of the buildings, I don't know how many insects lurk.

Another swarm of bugs flew past the man, and he reached out and grabbed one out of the swarm.

This insect is no more than a finger long, the whole body is white, the shell is soft, but the toughness is surprisingly strong. It has two sharp ends like cones, and its body is covered with short steel hairs. The worm let out a sharp scream, bent its body, and the tip of its tail plunged into the man's palm, and then buzzed softly, and popped forward like lightning!

Its small body contains an unexpectedly strong force, and looking at the power of its bullet, it can fly at least a few meters away. However, a faint divine light radiated from the man's palm, and in this light, the small insect with a straight body kept flying, but it couldn't get out of the range of the man's palm.

A drop of blood oozed from the man's palm. Countless tiny white dots crawled out of the drop of blood, which was obviously the larvae of the bug.

A flash of holy light flashed, and the insect that was still 'flying' above the man's palm had been cut in two. It let out a high-pitched cry, and its body writhed desperately, squirting out streams of milky white bodily fluids.

A cloud of clear water appeared in the air out of thin air. A drop of milky white insect fluid fell in the clear water, and immediately dissolved, staining the entire mass of clear water.

In a few moments, thousands of unformed bugs were already swimming in Clear Water!

The man let out a long sigh, and the holy light in his hand turned into flames, turning it all into ashes. He looked at the small lake and the city of oracles that had calmed down, and his face looked very struggling and hesitant.

He really didn't know if his decision was right or wrong. For the first time in his life, he had a vague idea of what he had taught as a god.

When the man left, he was still struggling inside.

(To be continued)