Bang Bang~!

The person who came didn't pay attention to Erwin and the others, but clapped his palms, and said with a smile of approval at Mirina: "This Terran lady said it so well, she told the conspiracy of our elven clan in one breath. ”

"Blood Shadow Assassin, this ......"

Erwin was about to speak, but a pair of cold eyes glanced at him, and the words that Erwin wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

As the visitor came out of the green light of the teleportation array, he slowly walked in front of Mirina and looked at her. This is a tall, thin, handsome elf, but this person's appearance is very different from that of ordinary elves, especially compared to the fair-haired and white-skinned appearance of elves.

He has a rare long black hair shawl, his skin is a perverted white, the other party's face does not seem to have a trace of blood, his lips are black, and what is even more frightening is that this person's eyes are blood-red, revealing a bloodthirsty taste, and there is a tear-shaped black mole under the corner of his eye, with metal earrings hanging from his two pointed ears, which makes him look even more bewitching.

"Blood Shadow Assassin of the Elven Forest Aria?" Severn couldn't help but look horrified when he saw the man's face, as if he had seen something incredible.

The Blood Shadow Assassin Clement is known as the Shadow of the Forest, he is an outlier of the elves, although he does not know any natural magic and elven martial arts, he is proficient in various blood magic and assassination jishu, and his strength can be ranked in the top three among the eight forest arias.

"I really didn't expect that even this guy would come. White also recognized the person, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, looking at the other party's eyes full of jealousy.

Clement stood in front of Mirina, a slender finger touching her beautiful face at an eerie speed.

The pupils of the cold female warrior shrank, and the movements of her feet were not slow, and she quickly retreated with a sharp kick. But the strange thing is that Clement's fingertips are always there.

Seeing that she was about to bump into herself, Mirina snorted coldly, and with a shake of her shoulder, she disappeared in place.

With a whoosh, Milina appeared behind Clement, her face was gloomy, one hand was already on the saber at her waist, this woman was strong, and regardless of the identity of the other party, she was about to take a lesson.

"Never. "By the time Severn tried to stop it, it was too late.

The drawing of the sword by a saint-level powerhouse was originally just a matter of moments. But the moment Mirina's sword was about to be drawn, she froze, because a hand was on her right hand, which she was about to draw.

It was a slender hand.

It was Clement's hand.

"From a Terran point of view, you're pretty to be, tsk. The strength is also very good. Clement's other hand eventually touched Mirina's face as well, and a flirtatious utter came out of her mouth.

When will he show up with me?

Mirina's heart was filled with fear. She's not good at speed, though. But since she had advanced to the Holy Rank, she hadn't tried not to be able to capture the enemy's movements.

Clement's provocative words made her feel a hint of insult, especially the fingertips that were in contact with her own skin, and Milina felt even more disgusted, and she snorted, and a dazzling golden fighting aura erupted from her body.

Bang. Milina's saber had been drawn, but Clement had already left her, and one of her swords only stabbed into the air beside her.

"Enough is enough Milina!" Fearing that things would go into trouble if things continued to develop, Severn hurriedly stopped.

Mirina's cold face froze. She glanced at Saiwen, and understood that the current situation was not suitable for a big fight with the other party. Although she was a little unwilling, for the sake of the overall situation, Mi Lina still put the saber back into her waist, and the holy fighting energy on her body disappeared.

"Lord Clement, this is the Second Inquisitor of the Tree of Life Church, and I hope you will restrain your temper and refrain from acting disrespectfully. Erwin's face sank, and he spoke to Clement in a slightly reproachful voice.

Clement shrugged casually, "I'm just trying to say hello to my Terran friends." ”

"Didn't you say you wouldn't be involved in this meeting, my lord, and why did you suddenly come again?" Prissinton groaned, and Zuihou asked anyway.

In my impression, this Blood Shadow Assassin is a strange man who behaves perversely, except for his appearance like an elf, his personality and behavior are not at all related to the elves, and among the forest arias, this person rarely participates in any political affairs, and his idle mood is on a par with the new Phantom Swordsman in Pliston's mind.

But to everyone's surprise, only in this northern counteroffensive battle, Clement actually went against the norm and took the initiative to take up this job, replacing Arthur, a Nova knight who had recovered from his injury, to come to this battlefield.

"I saw something interesting going on here, so I came to take a look. The corners of Clement's mouth curled slightly, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Saiwen has already calmed down, although a strong person of the level of Forest Aria suddenly appeared on the elf's side, but his side is not without bargaining chips to argue with him, as the judge of the Tree of Life Church, how can Saiwen be less seen.

"It turned out to be Mr. Clement, I didn't expect the nobles to even send a figure like Mr. Quercus, it seems that this counterattack on the dragon is imperative. Severn saluted Clement, and then said unhurriedly.

Clement stared at Severn, his gaze stayed on White and Milina respectively for a while, and said with a half-loud smile: "You are not simple, although this time it is a coalition of the two races to fight against the dragon, but in fact, your human race also wants to divide half of the recovered territory from our side, for this matter, you have also taken great pains, even the Holy Son of the Tree of Life Church has come to this northern battlefield in person?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the seven saint-level powerhouses present changed drastically. At this moment, a childish laugh suddenly sounded in the air.

"Haha, the Blood Shadow Assassin's reconnaissance technique is really good, this Holy Son has tried his best to restrain his breath, but you still discovered it. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a wave of spatial fluctuations in front of Clement, and a white and tender little hand poked out of the void, only to see the little hand grab and pull, and actually tore off a silver-white cloak from his body, and under the cloak, was a child about eight or nine years old.

The child's appearance is extremely lovely, he wears a pure white one-shoulder robe, which contrasts with his fair skin, his short blond hair is slightly curled, his apple-like face has two delicate dimples when he smiles, and there is a black cross-shaped crystal mark on his forehead, but the most impressive thing is that the child's eyes are actually a rare golden, revealing a maturity and coldness that is completely inconsistent with his apparent age.

"Holy Son Francis, haha, if it is really you, when did you become a thief and follow your own men to sneak in. Clement looked up and said.

"Holy Son!" Seeing this, Severn hurriedly walked to the child's side.

The Holy Son stretched out a hand to stop Saiwen from speaking, handed the invisible cloak in his hand to Saiwen, and then looked at Clement with his hands behind his back, and said unhurriedly: "Aren't Your Excellency the same as this Holy Son? ”

Clement smiled, stared at the Holy Son with a pair of blood-colored eyes, and said, "Fernancis, I haven't seen you for 50 years, and you still hate it so much." ”

"The same goes for you. The Son's expression did not change.

The two looked at each other, even if the two sides did not move anything, but that sense of oppression filled this conference hall, and the other seven saint-level powerhouses also felt uncomfortable.

"Since the two adults are here, why don't we discuss the matter of recovering the lost territory against the counterattack dragon?"

The momentum on the Holy Son's body was the first to disappear, his eyes narrowed, and he showed an extremely cute smile and said, "It's okay, anyway, this Holy Son also has some details to explain clearly." ”

"What a coincidence, so is Lao Tzu. Clement laughed as well.

Erwin and Severn glanced at each other, and they actually had a feeling of sympathy for each other, obviously the two of them were also troubled by the temperament of the two big men.

Not to mention how the high-level war meeting between the two clans was discussed, Zhao Nan and a group of soldiers stayed in the barracks of Tranquility Hill, doing nothing.

The elves gathered a total of 80,000 soldiers this time, and now with the addition of 50,000 Terran coalition troops, the number of people participating in this war exceeds 130,000. With 130,000 people crammed together, the scene is inevitably a little chaotic.

After the integration of the coalition forces, Zhao Nan still belongs to the elven dragon hunter cavalry battalion, although he is not riding an elven dragon beast, but with Prissinton's care, he, a cavalryman riding a big cat, can still continue to be a cavalryman.

Lehman suddenly ran in and shouted at Zhao Nan, who was hiding in the tent playing games: "It's a big deal, there's a fight outside." ”

"Calm, what does this fight have to do with us?" Zhao Nan's attention was still on the game console, completely ignoring Lehman's nervous expression.

"It has nothing to do with me, but it has to do with you. Lehman said seriously.

"Something to do with me?" Zhao Nan glanced at him, and then continued to stare at the game's screen.

"The people who are fighting and causing trouble are your kindred, and someone on the Terran coalition side has fought with our brothers from the elven infantry battalion. Lehman continued.

Zhao Nan first pressed the pause button on the game console, then looked at Lehman and said, "Even if it's a human fight, it has nothing to do with me, you came here on purpose to tell me this?"

Lei Man was a little disappointed when he heard this: "Those people are also your kindred, so don't you care about it?" Alas~ I thought you would feel lonely when you were alone in our elven clan, so you should be more nervous about the news of your fellow human race. ”

"Fuck your sister's lonely ......" Zhao Nan couldn't stand it a little, and gave Lehman a fierce look.

His identity is a player, strictly speaking, he does not belong to any race on the Elder Continent at all, and the human race is just some NPC similar to himself in Zhao Nan's mind. This is also the reason why Zhao Nan does not have any sense of belonging to any race.

If he insisted on classifying himself as a race, Zhao Nan felt that he was the "undead" in the mouths of this shijie. (To be continued......)