Chapter 43: Peeking into the Eyes of a Silver-Haired Girl (Part II)

"Lord Thurwell, I think it's better not to make a fuss. ”

The other, plain-looking young man with his eyes closed hesitantly reminded him. Due to the blind demon lizard inheritance of his own cultivation, his eyes have degenerated and become blind, but the source force perception skills are extraordinary, and he has also shared that "hobby" with the "generous" Lord Thurwell. Although he could not see the tragic scene with his own eyes, the painful moans and desperate cries of those poor women from the depths of his soul still stuck in his memory and he will never forget them.

"Engel, what is your opinion?" said Thurwell, a little dissatisfied.

The unidentified team sent by the royal family also seemed to have noticed that this location was the best place to dig, as both guys stopped to watch the silver-haired girl's movements. Well, they're currently parked in a dense forest twelve kilometers away from us in a straight line. Engel the Blind replied cautiously.

Thurville Degens frowned, "Isn't there a better route to enter?"

"Lord Thurwell, this is indeed the most suitable location, it is the closest to the palace in the center of the Golden Tomb, and it is also just outside the alert area of the alchemy guards, to be honest, this female adventurer still has some ability, and she actually found such a suitable place. ”

The skinny half-human, half-monster crouching beside him replied. This thin man with his head wrapped in bone armor scales to form a special helmet looked very strange, because his eyes resembled lizard-shaped erect pupils were actually raised high and more than ten centimeters from the eye sockets, and they were constantly changing direction, which looked very strange.

Thurwell was slightly stunned. Eyes rolled: "Is it possible that someone from the royal family?"

Sensi, a thin man with bulging eyes, shook his head slightly: "It looks like a weak adventurer, although there are relatively few adventurer teams alone." But it's not absolutely nothing. ”

Thurwell scratched his hair with some annoyance: "It's rare to detect the unusual movements of the royal family, although I don't know their exact purpose. But whatever the royal family wants, we have to grab it, and at the moment it seems that these guys should be for the important legacy of the former Titan Empire, tsk, directly killing those two guys is obviously the easiest choice. ”

The long-armed man who originally proposed to kill the silver-haired girl by himself also nodded: "Yes, it's just two guys with eighth-order strength, and I don't need Lord Thurwell to make a move at all, and I, Agmed, have the confidence to deal with them alone." ”

Engel the Blind sighed to himself, and said in as tactful a tone as possible, "Your Excellency Agmead. It was the royal family's henchmen who had not changed for hundreds of years, Locke Muster, the patriarch of the Earth's Clan, and Rava Volken, the patriarch of the Fire Clan, two special cultivators of the elemental lineage, they were indeed only eighth-order strength in their current state, but when the elemental form was activated, they ......"

"Engel, you look down on me, don't you?" Agmed was a little annoyed.

"That's not what I meant......"

"Hehe," laughed the third duke of the Degens family, "Agmeade, in fact, Engel is right. You're certainly no match for those two. And although those two guys are enough to deal with with us with our strength, I have always felt that the bone ball that Muster is carrying is a bit strange, tsk, even Engel can't perceive the reality in it. Very suspicious indeed. ”

Lord Thurwell seemed to have calmed down, and Engel the Blind breathed a sigh of relief.

"Anyway, let's wait and see first, I believe there will always be someone who can't help it first. Hehe. ”

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In the dense forest, about seven kilometers away from the other direction of the rift where Des was, two burly men also had a headache.

"How can a girl dig a hole over there?" Locke Muster, the chief of the Earth Clan, with short brown hair, crouched helplessly on the ground and scratched his brow. With a big beard, he carried a strange sphere with a diameter of nearly one and a half meters on his shoulders.

This round sphere is dark purple and is made up of hexagonal pieces of uniformly curved bone armor. It looks like some kind of monster is curling up in a ball. The patterns on these bone armor pieces are very obvious and intricate, and they look a bit like the image of a magic array.

Rava Volken, the patriarch of the Fire Clan who was staring at a shiny and bald head, also had a strange expression: "You really stumped me with this question, I really can't answer you." ”

"Well, I know you won't get results from asking such complex questions, but now are we just staring and waiting for this long-legged girl to slowly dig a way?"

"Your question is also stumbling on me, and I really can't answer you. "Rava Volken is hard again on the ground for a.

“...... It's not my fault that I shouldn't disturb the simple and straightforward Lord Volken with such a complex question. Locke Muster muttered deliberately in a very provocative tone.

Lava Volken also ignored the teasing of old friends, and after decades of getting along, everyone's temperament and hobbies have long been figured out. Although the people of the Muster family are known as the most stable earth elemental inheritance in cultivation, most of them have very out-of-the-box personalities, especially their patriarch Locke, who is particularly lively, and always jokes about himself when he has a big beard.

Rava Volcan turned his head to look at the dark purple bone orb, and said with some respect, "Your Excellency Belea, what should we do?"

Locke Muster also put away his smile and looked at the ball on his shoulder seriously.

“......”

After a long time, the orb did not make any response, but the two patriarchs of the royal family with far more senses than ordinary people faintly heard an extremely small voice, which seemed to be ...... Very subtle snoring......

“...... His Excellency Bellia seems to be asleep ......", Locke Mustard looked helpless.

“...... Falling asleep again?" Rava Volcan's face began to turn red, but it didn't seem to be out of anger, because the skin on his face had been so red that it had formed a strange flame form, but it was not a fire source transformed by magic power, but essentia fire power directly transformed by its own source power. And his flame form is not as fleeting as a monster like a fire elemental body. Rather, it is a stable composition of the human form, which does not have any effect on the outside. Not only did there be no bright light, but even the shallow snow at his feet did not melt due to the change in temperature.

As Volcan gently stretched out his crimson transparent palm and touched the dark purple bone ball, the huge bone ball trembled. Then an extremely lazy and tired mature woman's voice came from inside: "Rava, you disturb my rest again, rough men will not be popular with girls." ”

"Your Excellency Duke Belia Toddes!" the Fire Clan Patriarch has a very steady and strict personality, whether it is for others or himself, so he doesn't care about the difference in titles between the two sides at all, and asks, "You haven't forgotten our mission, have you?"

"Don't worry, just now I have already sensed the source power breath of Empress Bixia and His Excellency Rodia Nasnes through the space switch, and in three days I will be able to transform into the source force form, and then I can use the space chain to contact Bixia. However, it is a little troublesome to open up a stable spatial channel, in short, let's learn about the situation of Empress Bixia first. ...... "The greasy girl in the ball said lazily and seemed to yawn.

"But the Degens seem to have made some moves, and have sent the Silver Winged Dragon King to lead a number of elite subordinates in an attempt to interfere with our ......"

The female master of the Toddes family in the ball let out a few chuckles: "It's okay, because there is still a group of long-eared guys five kilometers above us who are playing with the idea of the Golden Tomb, so let them play with the greedy dragon veiners first." ”

The two royal patriarchs were a little surprised, but before they could ask for details, a voice came from the orb again: "Anyway, now I'm going to go back to sleep, if you disturb me with inconsequential little things, Volcan." Hehe......"

Then a faint snoring continued to come from the bone ball, and the two patriarchs of the royal family looked at each other helplessly.

"What should I do?"

"What else can I do, Lord Bellia has said so, do you dare to disturb her?"

Locke Muster shuddered. Shook his head again and again.

"So we had to wait. ”

"Oh, but this time, even the long ears are ready to plug in, hehe. Now it's fun. ”

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About five kilometers above the ground, one large and two small. Well, it should be one big, three small, four figures.

One of the most massive is an emerald green wyvern with a long and wide leather wingspan of more than 10 meters. Including the slender spindle bone whip tail, the giant wyvern with a body length of about 12 meters is no ordinary wurm-type magical beast, as it is the dragon knight mount that the elves are most proud of, and it is said to have the blood of an ancient dragon.

On the back of the flying dragon sat a well-proportioned dark green long-haired elf woman, her two slender and delicate long legs straddling the dragon saddle on the back of the flying dragon are particularly eye-catching, it is estimated that she can account for more than two-thirds of her height when she stands up, in terms of the size of the elf woman alone, her height of one hundred and seventy centimeters is also a relatively outstanding figure.

"Hahahaha, it turns out that this is the golden capital of the former Titan Empire, what a shabby capital of the former human empire. The picturesque-eyed Qingli elf woman commented in a very unsightly daxiao voice.

"Her Royal Highness Ingrid...... , please pay attention to the image. An old voice came from the left side of the elven woman, it was a giant eagle with a wingspan of more than eight meters, it should be a deformed wild elf druid.

"Ivey, shut up!"

The identity of the elf woman named Ingrid seemed to be very noble, and the eight-leaf elf Ive, who obviously had ninth-order strength, closed her mouth helplessly and remained silent.

"Your, is the best digging spot for that female human on the ground?" asked Ingrid, turning her head to look at Xiangyou.

To her right was also an eight-leaf elf your transformed, and the giant eagle hovering high in the sky with its wings flapping spoke, "Yes, Your Highness the Princess." ”

"Very good, Ive, your, prepare a surprise attack, drive out that lowly female human, break into the Golden City, and take all the art!

"Your Royal Highness, I don't think you need to do it yourself, the two of us are enough to deal with it. Ivy suggested tactfully.

"Don't worry, this princess is a powerful light elf royal family with the nine-leaf badge," Ingrid proudly straightened her chest, the delicate golden nine-leaf badge on her chest glittered in the setting sun, "enough to make the weak humans flee!"

Every member of the royal family has a nine-leaf badge, is it okay, only the fourth-order strength of the princess, Your Royal Highness! You, the last princess who is least valued by the royal family, even have only two eight-leaf elves who have offended the powerful and have been exiled, so don't be so high-profile!

The two high-level elven guards wanted to remind the noble elven princess directly, but in view of their previous experience, both of them remained silent rationally, and reluctantly followed Princess Ingrid, who was in a heroic assault pose, and began to speed up. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)