"Joey..."The middle-aged female elf turned around, stared at the elf princess Joey gently, and said in a soft tone: "It's not that I won't let you go out to play, but now the dark elves are killing my people everywhere, but I don't want you to have any mistakes." ”

This middle-aged female elf is none other than the elven empress of the entire elf clan of the Light Spirit Realm - Lucia!

"Queen Mother~" Elf Princess Joey shook the elf queen Lucia's white arm and continued to sugar-coat the cannonball: "I'm not running around, I'm also going to perform official duties!"

"Hmph! You're going to find a reason! Which time didn't you mess things up, let me end it. Lucia, the Elven Empress, said angrily, there was really nothing she could do with this daughter.

"Just once, just once!" said Elven Princess Joey laughed as she walked past the Elven Empress Lucia and into the Elven Palace. A hall full of elven guards bowed to him.

"Hey—" The Elven Empress Lucia looked at her daughter Joey and shook her head helplessly. Her blue hair swayed in the wind, as if telling the desolation of her heart.

Since the death of her father, Parut, the last Elven Emperor, Lucia has been in charge of the Elven Race for 10,000 years. In order to govern the elven clan well, she really wasted her hard work.

However, just as the elven race entered the well-off level in an all-round way, a sudden change caused the originally peaceful and peaceful light spirit world to fall into chaos again...

Out of nowhere, a group of mutant elves covered with black energy appeared and killed people when they saw them. In particular, the elven royal family has become a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh.

To this end, the Elven Empress Lucia ordered the entire group to search for the special people in the clan. If you notice the slightest abnormality, you will immediately imprison them and wait for the judgment of the royal family.

So, they used their usual means - unified language, script, culture, and code. The respective systems that have been formed are reclassified into the original Elven Royal System.

At the beginning of the implementation of this plan, the results were obvious. But later it was discovered that those mutated elves seemed to have a common character, knew the tricks of the elven royal family, and disguised themselves to attack the elves.

That's why there is the scene where Alan and Marcus meet the elf princess Joey. In order to better guard against the mutant elves, the elven royal family had to investigate them one by one.

Months have passed, and little has been gained...

———

After a night's rest, Alan and Marcus became acquainted with the strange planet. It turned out that the location of the two of them was the Wind Ridge Forest in the eastern part of the Light Spirit Realm. This is the territory of the Elven Wood Tribe, no wonder when the two of them came here, they would be mistaken for spies by the Elven people.

"Alas—finally had a full night's sleep!"

In such a quiet and beautiful setting, Alan spent an elegant night with Marcas. No students to bother, no trivial things to worry about, no mosquitoes to bite...

Alan glanced at Marcas, who was stretching, and said with a smile, "Got up, do you know how long we slept? ”

"What?!" Marcus heard Alan's narration, and thought he had misheard, so he jumped up and said, "No, how can you sleep for so long?"

There are no clocks, no watches, no alarms, and you can only tell the time by the sun with the leaves overhead. When Marcus looked at the harsh sunlight, he realized that he had really overslept.

"Uh... Probably too tired lately!" Marcus had to acquiesce, he was too lazy.

"Well, there's been a lot of going on lately, and we haven't had a good rest, so we'll sleep long. Alan summed it up and found out why.

"Brother Ellen, have you figured out what to do next?" After staying with Alan for a long time, Marcus has become accustomed to a life without using his brain. As long as you have a problem, just find Brother Allen.

"Well, let's take a trip to the Elven Imperial City first. Because it is an authentic elven race, there is no 'dark elf' mentioned yesterday. Alan thought about it for a long time, guessing where those mutant elves came from, but he wasn't sure yet.

"Elven Imperial City? are you sure?" Marcus heard Allen's suggestion and said with some surprise, "Have you forgotten the elven princess yesterday?

"Haha... It turns out that Big Brother Marcus also has people who he hates!" Alan heard Marcus's words and said with a smile on his face: "We are here to find people, not to marry the elf princess?"

Hearing Allen's words, Marcas's face instantly turned red, he didn't mean this, but he just had a trace of disgust in his heart.

"Alright, now that we've decided on the direction, let's go!" Alan didn't say anything to Marcasdor, packed his luggage on the ground, and walked in the pre-planned direction.

Marcus followed behind Allen and leaped to the branch. The trunk was large enough to carry the weight of the two, and the leaves swayed in the breeze.

'Whoosh-'

Suddenly, a black poisoned arrow pierced through the silence and swept past Eren and Marcas. The two of them hurriedly leaned over, and only then did they dodge the sudden poisoned arrow.

"Who?" Marcus steadied himself and shouted in the void, unhappy at such a sneak attack.

'Whoosh-'

As soon as the words fell, a new round of poisoned arrow attacks came again. Dense black poison arrows skimmed around Alan and Marcus, and the two of them cleverly dodged them.

Then the two of them came to a higher branch and observed the situation below. Not far from the bushes, a group of elves emitting black energy were aimed at the two.

Judging from their style of doing things, as well as their external manifestations, these elves are the dark elves in the mouth of the elf princess yesterday. Attacking the two Alan without saying hello.

Alan and Marcus forgot that the appearance of the two of them at this time was no longer a human body, but an ordinary elven clan.

The dark elves emerged from the jungle, their eyes radiating with rage, looking at Eren and Marcus as if they had seen an enemy.

"Alan, they are—" Marcus had an answer in his heart, and asked Alan beside him.

Alan nodded and confirmed, "That's right, they are the dark elves that the Elven Royalty said yesterday, as can be seen from the black magic energy flowing from their bodies." ”

"Oh!" Marcus received a definite answer, and he erected a golden shield of magical energy, encircling their bodies tightly. At present, in the realm of the two god-level magicians, no one can stop them in the low-level plane.

'Whoosh-'

A new round of attacks arrived, and poisoned arrows glittering with black magical energy shot towards Eren and Marcas' locations. But each time it hit the golden light mask, it turned to ashes.

The other party doesn't care about your identity and origin, they just kill blindly. Alan and Marcus don't know what happened to these elves, but judging by their reactions, it seems that they have a grudge against the elves.

"High Priest, they are the source of the evil, let's go up and destroy them!" Suddenly, the group of dark elves stopped attacking, and two of them volunteered to get rid of Eren and Marcas.

"Wait a minute!" In the center of the dark elves, a young woman wearing a purple-black crown and purple-green armor raised her right hand, blocking the movements of the two dark elves: "I look at the two of them a little strangely. ”

The dark elf, known as the 'High Priestess', stared at Eren and Marcus with deep eyes, and found that after attacking for so long, he had not broken through their defenses.

So, the high priest folded his hands together to form a Guanyin mantra and said, "Night Divine Death—Dark Spirit!"

A purple-black magical beam of light emanated from the High Priest's palm, and a thick amount of magical energy invaded away. And Alan and Marcus, who were standing on the treetops, did not move at all.

The high priest's strange face showed a wicked smile, thinking that this blow would definitely deal a fatal blow to the other party. Unexpectedly, when this powerful magical energy entered the Marcus golden energy shield, it instantly collapsed.

"How is that possible?!"

The surrounding dark elves couldn't believe their eyes, because they knew the power of the High Priest's 'dark ghost'. Even if the Elven God Emperor was here, it was impossible for him to be so calm.

The Dark High Priest stared solemnly at Alan and Marcus in the air, their bodies rising and falling due to the consumption of magical energy, and they couldn't understand what was wrong.

The two people on the opposite side are obviously just two ordinary elf people. But when their strongest blow came, the two were not afraid at all, and easily blocked it.

"Who are you sacred?" At this time, the high priest decided to break through the limitations of his thinking, remembered the words of the former Night Elf God Emperor, and asked abruptly.

Alan and Marcus stood firmly on the top of the green tree, and there was no fear at all. Faced with a group of mutated elves, what they want is not to exterminate, but to find out the truth.

"You're asking us?" Marcus said lightly, pointing to their noses, "We are us." ”

Forehead...

Faced with such an answer, even Alan beside him was speechless for a while. He looked at the dark elves on the other side with a smile and replied, "Hello, we are a junior of the elven clan, and we are not worth talking about. ”

"Impossible!" Hearing Allen's answer, the little minion beside the High Priest said disagreeingly, "You just stopped the High Priest's highest skill, how can you be an ordinary elven clansman?"

The High Priest did not speak, but looked at Alan and Marcus with a grim gaze.

"Hahahaha... Count you as acquaintances!" Marcas couldn't hold his breath anymore and said proudly, "We were originally the guardians of the Elven God Emperor, and we came to protect the peace of this world. ”

Marcus didn't know where the lines came from, and he introduced his 'identity' very highly. Allen on the side didn't refute, but wanted to see the effect later.