A dark underground hall.

Dozens of silhouettes draped in robes knelt in front of a spider statue.

Murmurs echoed through the dark halls, and the cultists carried a stripped female elf in front of the idol.

Her skin was like the night, and her eyes were purple and bewitching.

The bishop at the head sliced the neck of the female elf with a delicate knife entwined with vines. Instead of bitterness and hatred, the sacrifice showed fanaticism and devotion.

The blood flowed into the grooves of the altar, as if shaped by a force, converging in one direction—

"Over there is the Strait of Obiris, and the guidance given to us by the Mistress is there!"

The cultists were like a shadow, returning from their hiding place to the surface.

The silver moon shone in the cold moonlight, and the silhouettes raised their heads, revealing beautiful dark cheeks and purple eyes.

Passers-by will recognize this notorious group of dark elves as they pass through the woodland.

The elven calendar, which lasted for 40,000 years, represented the splendor of the elves, and the long years also divided them into countless races. High Elves, Blood Elves, Night Elves, Wood Elves, Wind Elves...... There are also dark elves who stand opposite the elves.

The dark elves were once the High Elves, and even their main mother, Queen Rose, was once a member of the High Elves, and after betraying the elven court and falling into the darkness, she took the betrayed elves to claim to be the dark elves, and came to the bottomless abyss to become the master of one of the layers.

Rose the Dark Spider and the bottomless abyss of chaos warp their consciousness all the time, and beneath the beautiful exterior of the dark elves are a group of crazy dark executioners. They hate all positive things, and they take pleasure in killing and despairing. Especially after their mother-in-law, Rose, devours the Girl of Pain, and Pain becomes part of their teachings.

The Dark Elves hijacked a convoy, killed all the men in the group, disguised as them, and made their way south to the Overwatch.

It was full of construction sites and people, and it was bustling and chaotic, and the disappearance of a few people would not be noticeable at all......

The Dark Elves were ordered by Bishop Sasha to capture some of the men and ask about the situation in the south.

There was only one last city left in front of them, Liberty City.

After inquiring, I learned that there was also a temple of gods there—and there was even a statue of the goddess of the main mother.

After dealing with the captured people, they disguised themselves as a convoy and continued their journey.

Five days later, in the early morning, the dark elves saw a long wall stretching ahead.

Standing on this land, all the dark elves felt at the same time the familiarity that had been haunted by the Lord Mother at that moment three years ago.

A dark elf disguised as a middle-aged man fell to his knees and whispered madly, "I feel it, the mistress is responding to me!" This is it...... Where the Mother Guides Us...... The Mistress is here! ”

Bishop Sasha didn't speak, she lifted her hood, revealing a bewitching cheek, and looked out at Liberty City in the distance, as if looking at their mistress.

……

"Magical images are such a good thing, those old guys still want to protest behind their backs, but they fall into the theater, and they want to invite Ruth to be a guest."

Khamis VI rarely saw strangers, so much so that he took Annan as a confidant.

Annan asked Evelyn what she thought, and she readily agreed to visit the kingdom of Mirren in search of some news material. But after the release of tomorrow's "Voices of Freedom".

"Pay attention to the impact of the two places on ......"

Although "Voice of Freedom" is under the banner of impartiality and objectivity, it cannot ignore the bad things of its allies.

"So what's the difference between us and other newspapers?" Evelyn was reluctant.

"At least we don't lie."

"Uh...... Are you talking about my kingdom? I'm okay with that. "But Khamis VI stood firmly on Evelyn's side.

He has been "stable" for a long time, and he can't wait to appreciate the writings that attack the parliamentarians.

"You don't mind." Annan said nothing more.

Evelyn came and went, and by the way, asked Annan to provide a few more jokes - the joke he had given satirizing Rikaner had received a good response.

"But I don't know what the kingdom of Rikanr is like now."

……

Things are not going well in the kingdom of Rekaner.

As the only country that still exists in the northwest of the northern realm, except for the seaside side, the other three directions are facing the infestation of the rat people, and they are isolated and helpless.

The nezumi are cunning and untrustworthy, the "past allies" have little binding power, and even the nezumi clan will fight and betray each other, only to be united by the bighorn rats.

So much so that news came from the north that a prince who was defending the border had handed over the strategic map of the north to the rat people because he couldn't be disturbed and wanted to exchange for peace.

In addition to the human defense line in the north, there is also the defense line of the kingdom of Rikanal...... If the nezumi who got the strategic map were smarter and more ferocious, they could easily besiege the kingdom of Rikanal.

As a result, when the general rushed to the new royal capital to inform the councillors of the bad news, the councillors said that it was just a minor mistake and there was no need to let the king know.

"It's a mistake to hand over the strategy map to the nezumi? So what's a big mistake?! ”

The lawmaker told him: "It was a big mistake to be discovered by the Voice of Freedom. ”

The generals and parliamentarians were silent at the same time.

It must be said that they regretted it.

It's not that I regret cooperating with the nezumi, but I regret why I didn't kill Annan when the king of the north entered the city, so that the current public opinion is completely on his side. At first, there were some nobles who spoke for them, but after the warlock ran to the old king's capital to save the woman who had betrayed the Montreal family...... No nobles were willing to speak for them anymore.

One of the two legends they sent to destroy Liberty City also died, and the seriously wounded warriors who fled have not recovered.

It was the Golden Family who made the shot...... They did it for an outsider!

The general was temporarily staying at the guest house, and that evening he was approached by a councillor: "I have gossip that the ancestor of the Golden Family has returned to Montreal Mountain." ”

"Why are you talking to me about this?" The general asked, puzzled.

"Agarwal is to the north, and he has a deep enmity with that warlock."

Half of the North and half of Middle-earth knew what Agarwal was up to, and even the Red Lord was the prototype for him. ”

"We need to make a legend ......"

"It has to be a legend, it can only be a legend!"

The following legends will only be flooded with firewood by the warlock who can only summon.

"I mean, would he do it?"

"He can't say no to us." The councilor sneered: "Betrayed the people and abandoned the legend of the Mage Tower...... Who trusts him but us? ”

The parliamentarians laid bare the arrogance of politicians at a glance.

"A legend...... When no one wants a dog, who will have a dog that will betray its owner at any time? ”

(End of chapter)