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Hearing Rachel's voice outside the door, Xuelu's originally high heart finally let go, glanced at Cohen who was lying on the bed, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, tiptoed through the cabinet and pulled a blanket over Cohen, and then quickly took off her coat, messed up her hair and opened the door.

I saw Rachel and Rose sitting outside the door bored, the two of them talked about the tragedy that happened last night, Rose kept waving his hands and gestured to everything he experienced last night, Rachel didn't know until this time that Rose this little guy actually fell into the cellar at the back of the hotel by mistake, and then escaped to a basement along a collapsed tunnel in the cellar, where he stayed there for a whole night, and returned to the ground after being hungry and couldn't stand it, intending to find something to fill his stomach and see if the riot was over, but he didn't expect to meet Rachel。

Just when the two of them were waiting a little impatiently, Xuelu opened the door and appeared in front of the two, but when they saw Xuelu's messy hair and hazy sleepy eyes, Rachel couldn't help but push Ross and said, "Xuelu, we don't know that you are resting, we all blame Rose, we have to say that there is something urgent to find Cohen!"

Rose looked at Rachel with wide eyes, and said in his heart, didn't you wake up and muttered that you wanted to discuss important things with Cohen, how did it become that I was looking for Cohen after seeing Xuelu. Just as Rose was about to explain something to Xuelu, Xuelu pretended to rub her sleepy eyes and said, "Cohen, he's resting in his room." I'll tell him when he wakes up in a while, he's a little overdrawn and needs some rest. After Xuelu finished speaking, she didn't give the two of them time to ask at all, and turned around and closed the door.

"She said Cohen was resting in his room, and that he was still a little overdrawn?" Rachel said, pointing to the closed wooden door, and said incredulously to Rose. The corners of Rose's mouth also flashed a playful smile, nodded his little head seriously, and said, "Yes, Sister Xuelu said that Cohen was resting in her room, and also said that Cohen's physical strength was a little overdrawn, and it seems that they are in love." ”

Hear Rose's jokes. Rachel suddenly rushed to the door. raised his right hand high and prepared to shoot it, and then stopped in mid-air, but after a while, he squatted in front of the door of the snow dew room with a bitter face, holding his head tightly with both hands. He muttered, "Cohen should know that the love between the elves and humans is fruitless. It must be Xuelu who is lying to us. Cohen would never fall in love with her, and would never allow the rest of his life to live in thoughts and repentance. Rachel jumped up and dragged Rose's little hand. "Let's go and see Cohen separately, he must be in some corner of the elven station, and I will find him even if he is three feet into the ground." ”

Looking at the stubborn dwarf who ran out of the post station in search of Cohen, Rose suddenly took a step back with a grin, and slowly raised his staff and whispered, "Perspective!" A cloud of mercury-like fluid instantly covered his eyes.

Under the effect of the spell, Rose easily saw the situation in Xuelu's room through the wall, only to see Cohen sleeping peacefully on the bed, Xuelu sat in front of the bed and gently stroked Cohen's slender ears, the corners of her mouth flashed a happy smile, and then folded the messy equipment and clothes scattered all over the place, gently placed them beside Cohen, and then leaned down and kissed Cohen's forehead. Seeing this, Rose hurriedly withdrew the spell, he just wanted to prove whether Cohen was really in the snow dew room, and as for the other privacy, he didn't dare to peep too much, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings when he got it.

"It seems that Sister Xuelu is really in love with Cohen, and if Sister Mia hadn't died, she would have lived happily with Captain Vandal now. Ross said this, his expression slowly darkened, and he sighed and quietly left the inn, intending to go to Elder Bolt to borrow some historical documents to pass the time.

At this time, Xuelu, who had been kissing Cohen, slowly stood up straight, and laughed softly: "Little guy, I actually dare to make these little tricks in front of my sister, fortunately I took precautions, otherwise you would really expose my lies." Remembering that she had just hurriedly taken off Cohen's equipment and clothes, Xuelu's little face turned red again.

"I don't know if you have succeeded in devouring the inheritance of the power left by the Tree of the World Realm in the Sea of Consciousness, wake up quickly, Cohen, a new you will change the direction of the historical chakra, and all variables will start from the moment you open your eyes. Xuelu bent down again and kissed Cohen's lips with a look of expression, but a line of tears slipped quietly.

At this moment, in the depths of Cohen's soul consciousness, Cohen is panting and running between the boulders, at this time he has long forgotten how many memories he has experienced, joys and sorrows, life and death, and even some memories that do not belong to him also appear in his mind, such as the fierce battle between the subhuman race and the elven race in the Falling Moon Hills, the two sides have almost exhausted all the military strength of the border garrison, and even the guys in the military camp who are responsible for feeding the horses and cooking have jumped into the huge meat grinder of war with kitchen knives in their hands, becoming nameless white bones in the Falling Moon Hills。

The war ended in a tragic victory for the elves, seven days of attrition and tug-of-war, less than 100 warriors returned to the elven forest alive, the elves lost a strong man of the natural thought battle level, and the subhuman race also fell a ghost-level assassin, the total number of casualties on both sides exceeded 600,000, and the two tribes were seriously injured and closed off the country to secretly lick their wounds to recover, and since then, the Noah continent has ushered in a short period of peace.

Cohen clearly remembers this tragic battle, it should be said that every warrior of the elf race will remember this battle in his heart, because this battle is a turning point in the war between the elves and the sub-human race for many years, the battle of the falling moon hills, the elf race has a peerless genius, with high combat power and changeable strategies, with less than 150,000 troops and nearly 400,000 elite legions of the sub-human race fought for seven days, and achieved a brilliant record of annihilating the invading enemy, when he led the army of less than 100 people back to the elf forest, the entire elf race boiled, and has been suppressed by the sub-human race for many years, and finally raised his eyebrows at this moment, that wonderful feeling makes every elf people carnival to their heart's content. Laughter flowed among the branches and leaves of the Elven Forest.

And the name of that general quickly spread throughout the Noah continent, Abigaiah Carter!

The memory that appeared in Cohen's mind was the most brutal stage of the battle in the Falling Moon Hills, the elves relied on the advantages of the terrain, with the help of various vegetation and trees to construct layers of three-dimensional defense formations, and the subhuman race had to pay a great price for each breakthrough layer of defensive formation, but the strength of the subhuman race had an absolute advantage, and they could not hesitate to step on the corpses of their companions to kill the elven warriors, and even exchange the lives of two or three warriors for the life of an elven archer. Less suppression of long-range fire. The sub-human race, who are good at poison and melee combat, is the nightmare of every army on the Noah continent.

At this moment, Cohen felt as if he was attached to the body of an infantryman dressed in a pair of iron-clad leather armor, holding an iron sword tightly in his right hand and an intermediate healing scroll in his left. Two sharp steel daggers were tied to the inside of the calf. Two pieces of jerky, a small bag of water, and a roll of hemostatic bandages were hidden in the dark compartment inside the leather armor. This is the basic equipment of the infantry. The most precious thing in all of this is the healing scroll in his left hand, with which each infantry is equivalent to an extra life.

And in front of Cohen's eyes. The overwhelming ant-like sub-human army is constantly accelerating towards the elven defensive position, and the rain of arrows in the sky like locusts continues to harvest the lives of the sub-human warriors, but a scene that makes everyone tremble appears, if those sub-human warriors who are injured by the rain of arrows cannot stand up and join the battle, they will not hesitate to stab the poisoned dagger into their hearts, and then chant the names of the gods worshiped by the sub-human race, and die with a smile.

Cohen clearly felt that a sense of fear was quietly growing in the hearts of the elven warriors as the subhuman warriors killed themselves, and many warriors were wandering around in place, fighting against this deathless subhuman army, and every warrior felt despair.

Suddenly, a warrior wearing a green holster pulled out his long sword and said loudly: "In order to protect the home behind you, although you have no regrets!" After speaking, his body turned into an afterimage, and he took the lead in killing into the vanguard of the subhuman race, and was instantly engulfed by the surging crowd. Looking at the fighter, Cohen felt a little familiar.

However, the simple words of this warrior are like blowing the horn of the charge, yes, if this place retreats, then the relatives and homes behind him will be trampled by the miscellaneous pieces of the sub-human race, and the elven race has no place to retreat, no place to defend.

"Kill, !!!"

"Kill !!"

"Rush, !!!!"

Wave after wave of roars came from the elven warriors, and the warriors who had been hesitant drew their blades one after another, and the subhuman warriors who rushed in like a tide rose up, and when the first wave of metal collision was mixed with splashes of blood baptizing every inch of the land of the Falling Moon Hills, the meat grinder of war turned on at full power and frantically devoured the lives of the warriors on both sides.

At this time, a dazzling green light instantly erupted from the core of the subhuman army, only to see a green light flash like lightning in the black oppressive crowd, everywhere the subhuman warriors instantly turned into a rain of blood, that unpredictable powerful combat power made the entire subhuman army gradually chaotic, the subhuman army that lost its command was dumpled by the elves in a very short period of time, after experiencing a tragic hand-to-hand combat, the falling moon hills were as terrifying as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the originally clear sky was wrapped in a layer of faint blood mist, making it impossible to see the truth and falsehood。

As the first warrior to charge into the enemy line slowly walked down from the tall stacked corpse, Cohen saw that the elven warriors around him had made way for him, and many of them even knelt down on one knee to bless him.

His original green holster was stained with blood at this time, and the color turned dark brown, and a standard long sword was curled in countless slashes, and he casually stuck it into a corpse.

At this time, the soldier suddenly raised his right hand high and roared: "For the sake of the homeland, although there is no regret in death, the battle !!!!"

"Battle !!!"

"Battle !!!"

"Battle !!!"

......

Wave after wave of shouts spread throughout the Falling Moon Hills, and every elven warrior was burned with raging flames, and when this force converged, even the irreversible historical thread could be reversed.

"Carter, we're at your command!!" suddenly came from the crowd with an excited roar.

"Yes, we all listen to you, Carter!!" The crowd boiled, and countless fighters walked up to Carter, picked him up and threw him high into the air, the high fighting spirit accompanied by cheers, which had not been seen for a long, long time.

"It's you, Patriarch Carter!" Cohen looked carefully at the warrior who had been thrown into the air, his thoughts wandering. (To be continued......)