The witch chief picked up the other's head from the ground and held it in his hand. She was satisfied with showing her horrific booty to both sides of the enemy. "Come and die, you cowards!"

The stupid Azuls were shocked by the scene and began to cringe. Just as the witch chief was about to do something else, another officer stepped out.

It was a striking Yasur, not only for his shining armor, but also for his appearance. This Azul was very stout, even a bit like those stupid and inferior humans. He didn't wear a helmet and had long ears exposed, which was what made it possible to confirm his race.

Iluvita roared and rushed forward, trying to kill her with lightning speed. Her movements were so fast that she didn't even have time for this opponent to raise his sword. With the blessing of divine power, she was too fast to see with the naked eye, and the scimitar in her hand slashed out a silver light.

But when she slashed at the other party's neck, she suddenly noticed a strange thing, that is, a sudden flower in front of her eyes. Then her opponent suddenly disappeared. Because she didn't feel anything like she was hitting the target. Instead, she saw the blood-stained floor and heard a cheer from the stupid Azuls.

She wondered how she could fall to the ground again. In a trance, she saw her body lying on the ground, a step or two away from her. It's also the most embarrassing thing in her life.

"Attack!" shouted to the Ombudsman, and all the Azuls rushed forward, overwhelming the resistance of the remaining dark elves.

The temple of the god of the bloody hand was the last stronghold to be captured. At this moment, the port city is in flames. The Divine Warrior Elves are not fools who eat the ancients, and in order to reduce the pressure of the battle, they chose to set fire almost immediately. Use fire to kill, divide, and disrupt enemies. The scenery of the city at this moment is the typical scene of a city falling under force, with fire and wailing everywhere.

The two sides of the war are as deep as the sea, and there is no mercy or tolerance. The warriors of the Warrior Elves began to search the temple further. Look for every dark elf who is hiding. And Ashruphat stood at the top of the steps, watching the last battle in the distance.

It was on the city walls, and some of the last dark elves were putting up a stubborn grue. They were attacked by the dismounted dragon princes, but the battle did not last long.

"Prince!" accompanied by this cry, Aracet hurried from the rear. "Kaye reports that she has suppressed all resistance in the harbor area. However, the contact with Valinor was not smooth. ”

"Where's Garth?"

"He's already sent someone to bring the news. Your soldiers have successfully taken control of the city's supply warehouses, and the fire will have no effect on your victory. Your Royal Highness," said Aracet, with some excitement. "Grey Star Harbor is already under your control!"

"Inform them to keep as many captives as possible. I don't want to be unable to find someone to talk to. I had planned to meet these 'guests' tonight to find out more. A little stern to warn Garth and Kaye. Ashrufat said. After this series of battles, he knew that he had established a strong prestige and position in the army, and he believed that his subordinates would not dare to continue to disobey him. At least on the surface don't dare.

"What about the dragon princes?"

"They don't have to. Ashrufat looked at the walls in the distance. There are really only the dragon princes left there, and any orders are a little late. Oh, and a couple of shadow warriors. There is no doubt that they are eagerly helping the Dragon Prince deal with the rest of the problems, such as cutting the necks of injured enemies and other things that the Dragon Prince is not very happy to do.

......

"Your hospitality was too warm and welcoming, host. Loki said. For the third time, he poured cold water on the heads of the tortured captives, but the captives did not react. The Dark Elf lifted the other's head with all his might, and the captive had a strange twisted smile on his face as half of his face had been peeled off. He looked into the captive's eyes, which were lifeless, and Loki lowered the captive's head, which hung limply and lifelessly. "I'm afraid he can't answer your questions anymore. ”

"Oh, what a pity. We've just just begun to have a detailed and in-depth conversation. Lord Siris replied. He waved his hand and motioned for his men to get rid of the captive's body. "My pet's recipe tonight was really generous. ”

"Would you like to invite another guest?" asked Loki. "Maybe the next one will be stronger and more knowledgeable. ”

"I don't want to waste my time. Lord Siris replied. "My incompetent subordinates must be a little impatient to wait. ”

"It is their duty to wait for your arrival. Loki replied cleverly.

Loki could feel his master's mood. Lord Siris seemed more impatient today than usual. Normally he slowly tortures these yasurs with an expression of enjoyment, but today he was not in the mood to enjoy it, but was eager to dig up something. This may be because of the Witch King's mission.

"Huh. Lord Siris chuckled. He handed the whip in his hand to one of his subordinates and motioned for him to continue the torture. "Ask about everything related to Prince Ashrufat. He admonished.

Then he stepped out of the tent and walked towards the big tent in the distance. Loki followed him closely.

"Ashrufat...... A prince who popped out of nowhere, interesting, really funny. He whispered to himself.

"Master, do you mean ...... He pretends to be a prince, but he's not?"

"The Emerald Queen has proven his lineage and identity, and it doesn't matter at all whether he actually is or not. Lord Siris replied with a smile. Among the dark elves, Lord Siris is a very special exception, he is always smiling, kind, and gentle, even if he pierces your chest with a sword, the smile on his face will not change in any way. One even thinks that he is a Yasur and not a Duruzzi. Of course, anyone who has been with him a little longer will take back their first impressions.

"Based on the information we've gathered so far, this prince seems to be full of mystery. At present, there are several opinions that are relatively unified, first, he is a prince who has always lived in seclusion, but no one can say where he lives in seclusion. Second, he is a brave warrior, proficient in military affairs, but also very good at using weapons and magic, and can even defeat Hurd in one-on-one air combat. But no one knows where he learned these skills...... The rest can be explained, but his air combat ability ...... Without mounts, you can't practice air combat. ”

"Master, what do you mean...... This information contradicts each other. ”

"Yes, contradictory to each other. If it weren't so obvious, I might think that this Prince Ashrufat was made up at all, but the problem is that he actually existed, and he captured Gray Star Harbor. ”

Lord Siris let out a loud laugh. "So it looks like he's an enemy out of nowhere. The Witch King sent me over to help him with this problem. ”

"I don't know what his parents, origins, relatives and anything else, I don't know his preferences, dislikes, habits, and character, and I don't know his teacher, background, and knowledge...... For now, we don't know anything about Prince Ishrufat. The same is true of the captives we tortured just now. ”

"But they ......"

"They are the subordinates of Prince Ashrufat, but that doesn't mean they know the prince well. Lord Siris replied. "Our stupid cousins don't have that much curiosity, but I do. ”

The captives came from a few unlucky warships that lost contact with the main force of the fleet and were besieged by the Dark Elf fleet. But it seems that they don't know much about this prince either.

By this time, Lord Siris had come to the edge of the big tent. When he strode into the tent, his generals were already waiting. As Loki said before, they've been waiting for a long time.

But no one dared to show the slightest hint of impatience. In front of the "cruel" Siris, showing such an expression is no different from looking for death. He did smile gently, but everyone knew it, and he had the same expression when he tortured his captives, looking around him as he was filled with moans of blood and pain.

Lord Siris came to his place.

"You should be honored that the Witch King has sent me to command you shit. Lord Siris's first words were filled with evil sarcasm. "Our weak cousins are just stupid, but you don't even have brains. I'll find a way to make you grow your brains. If you don't grow it, I don't mind if you lose your head. ”

He smiled, as if it were a joke between close friends. It is precisely because of the cloak of grace and etiquette that malice is particularly creepy.

"Maybe you think I'm inappropriate?" he gestured to his entourage. Loki understood his master's intentions perfectly, and he hurried out of the city. After a short time, he walked in with a couple of soldiers, with a prisoner.

The Dark Elves' generals recognized who the prisoner was—Lord Amanhold. It was impossible for them to admit their mistake, because a few days ago, this nobleman had been the general of this army, and even the supreme general who had stayed in the country after the Witch King himself went on the expedition. That was, of course, "a few days ago".

"Prince Ashrufat is a dangerous adversary. Lord Siris said to the prisoner in front of him. "When he went out to sea, we all knew that he would choose a different route. At the time, you think it's a lie, because the route isn't something that can be seen just by thinking about it. So you ignore this information and instead focus on the fact that the prince will deploy troops in those more common landing spots...... Of course, the worst result was that Ampulis fell under the attack of Prince Aerufat. ”