Chapter 29: The Hunter and the Prey (4)

When Zhang Zhengfan woke up from sleep and felt comfortable, the sunset had already dyed the entire mountain peak a faint orange yellow. From a distance, it looks like a layer of faint gold dust, deep woods, dense branches and leaves, and little spots of light swaying with the wind, forming a beautiful landscape.

Such a landscape is so common on the continent that it can be seen almost everywhere. The vast continent and pristine environment have created countless beautiful scenery, but there is a lack of people who have the patience to appreciate and understand.

Zhang Zhengfan looked at Tinivea, who was smiling happily beside him, and a warm feeling rose inexplicably in his heart. Chong Tinivea smiled gratefully, and Zhang Zhengfan made up two spells for himself - "Yuan Energy Vitality, Yuan Energy Mana". I saw that the white-gold light on his body flowed faintly, and the whole person was completely energetic!

"Thank you for your hard work!" Zhang Zhengfan held Tinivia's small hand and whispered a few words, but he expressed a thousand words.

Tinivea's eyes were slightly red, she shook her head, and suddenly stretched out two evil white and tender fingers, pinched the tender meat on Zhang Zhengfan's waist with great skill, and twisted it fiercely!

Zhang Zhengfan's eyes were full of tears.

The four healing hands, bathed in the white-gold magic aura full of holy aura, Tinivea and Masur were suddenly refreshed like a spring breeze.

Zhang Zhengfan rubbed his waist, looked at the three tribal warriors standing in an orderly manner not far away, frowned and said, "Let's introduce myself first." ”

"The fifth-order warrior of the Blue Wolf Tribe of the Orc Clan, Chikaku, meet Your Excellency the ** Master. The orc warrior first punched his right fist in the chest and gave Zhang Zhengfan a warrior salute.

"The fifth-order warrior of the Dwarven Steelbeard Tribe, Ding Man, greets Your Excellency. The dwarven warrior then saluted.

"The eighth generation elf of the Sacred Realm Elf Clan, the sixth-order hunter, Masur, salute the elders. Masur saluted with a look of adoration.

"I'm not a Sanctuary Elf, nor am I your Elder. Zhang Zhengfan shook his head.

"How come?" Masur looked shocked: "Don't be kidding, how can you not be an elf?!"

Not only Masur was shocked, but even Chikaku and Timon had incredible expressions on their faces.

This thin body, the iconic elven long ears and surging mana fluctuations, if this is not an elf, it is a divine horse?

"Hmph, elves are not only in the Sanctuary, isn't the Sanctuary amazing?" Tiniveia stood behind Zhang Zhengfan and said with a disdainful expression, "Fan is the ancient and first generation elf of the Misty Forest. It has nothing to do with any Sanctuary Elve!"

Masur's eyes widened, and her mouth was wide enough to throw an egg in. "First ...... The first generation ......" was so shocked that she didn't know what to say at this time: "Far away...... Ancient...... Ancient elves?" Masur really couldn't believe that the elf in front of her, who looked younger than herself, was actually her own old ancestor! In her cognition, the second-generation elves on the top of the Sanctuary Mountain were already out of reach, and this time a first-generation elf popped up, oh my God! This still doesn't let people live! What's even worse is that she actually shot an arrow from the first-generation elf?!

Zhang Zhengfan scratched his head in annoyance, what he hated most at the moment was actually his identity as a first-generation elf. The first generation is the first generation, and what kind of antiquity is it, isn't this clearly telling people that he is an old antique?

"Okay!" Zhang Zhengfan, who was in annoyance, waved his hand: "Vivier is right, I have nothing to do with the Holy Domain. I wanted to visit the Sanctuary, but was rejected by Mster on behalf of the Sanctuary. So let's not talk about this topic. Explain what happened last night!"

Zhang Zhengfan said that he would not talk about it, so no one present dared to talk about it again. No matter how many questions you have, you have to hold it in your stomach!

"My companions and I came to Mount Radirum to capture the Radi Leopard, a magical beast endemic to the area. My Warcraft companion was killed in a previous battle, so I want to recapture a companion. Masur lowered her head, like a child who had made a mistake: "We've been looking here for almost three months. Yesterday...... Last night, as we were preparing to camp, we found you and Her Highness Tinivea, who I had taken on the disgrace of half-elves and alliance women because of the distance and the fact that Tinivea had taken human form. So...... , so ......"

"So you want to kill us directly?" Zhang Zhengfan understood. The alliance and the tribe are really feuds, and this feud is deeply rooted in the bone marrow and carved into the soul. When people on both sides meet, they will start fighting, and they will talk about life and death.

"Masur is reckless, as her companions, we apologize to the two of you!" Chikaku and Timon stepped forward and stood next to Masur to salute Zhang Zhengfan and Tinivea: "At the same time, thank you two for showing mercy to your subordinates last night and not letting us return to the arms of our ancestors." "This matter is obvious, Tinivea's dragon power alone has frightened a few people, and later Zhang Zhengfan's trouble, relying on coercion alone, pressed several people to the ground and couldn't move. If it weren't for Tinivea's sharp eyes and another roar, it is estimated that the three of them would have been stewed by Zhang Zhengfan at this time! Just thinking about it, these three guys are in a cold sweat on the back of their necks!

Nodding, Zhang Zhengfan, who understood the reason, didn't have too many thoughts, people hunters catch babies, this thing is normal, sleeping in the open air, starving, how not easy! Finally, God has eyes and didn't cause any trouble, which is a great luck in misfortune!

"That...... What is the situation of the disgraced half-elf?" Zhang Zhengfan suddenly remembered a term that Masur said, and asked curiously.

As soon as she said this, Masur suddenly gritted her teeth and had a bitter and bitter expression. explained to Zhang Zhengfan, but Zhang Zhengfan was suddenly angry, and his head was bruised.

The elves are blessed with a unique family and are deeply favored by God. The handsomeness of men and the beauty of women are well known to women and children on the mainland. But the handsome face also brought disaster to the elves. The Alliance Slave Catcher stretched out a black hand to the elves who went out to train. For thousands of years, the capture of female elves has not stopped. Although the success rate is low, it occasionally allows them to succeed. Those who are captured, if they are lucky, will be poured with special drugs and then sign a slave contract. If you are unlucky, you will be brutally cut off your hands and feet, your tongue pulled out, and your magic or Yuan Li veins abolished, and then sold into the brothels of the Alliance to be ravaged. It is said that in the Alliance, the rare elven slaves represented a status symbol and were a pleasure for the League's nobles. And those who are not nobles, as long as they have money, can also enjoy the wonderful ** of the elven beauty in the brothel.

The long lifespan of the elves has now turned into a terrifying curse of endless pain. Year after year of ravage, some captured elven women will become pregnant, and the children born will be half-elves. The Half-Elves are a symbol of the shame of the Elves being ravaged by the Alliance, a subspecies that will never be recognized. It can be said that once the half-elves are discovered, the elves and their tribal allies will kill them with all their might. As a result, the Half-Elves can only inhabit the Alliance. In the Alliance, the Half-Elves are treated very well. Due to the fact that half-elves are more talented in magic than humans, and they are more agile in their movements, they also live much longer than humans. Therefore, whether it is a legal profession, or a melee profession of hunter and thief, you can get high achievements. In the Alliance, there is even an army composed entirely of half-elves, and in many slave hunting teams, half-elves will also appear. This has to be said to be the sorrow of the elves.

"Boom" With Masur's narration, Zhang Zhengfan only felt extremely angry. At the thought of the elegant and beautiful elves, whose hands and feet were cut off, their tongues pulled out, and deprived of all the ability to resist, they could only lie in the brothel day after day, year after year, and be ravaged, Zhang Zhengfan's anger slammed upward. When Masur said that there were even half-elves who joined the slave hunting team and stretched out their black hands to the elves, Zhang Zhengfan could no longer control his emotions, and raising his hand was a "fire explosion technique", which bombarded a mountain peak in the distance. Because of this irrepressible anger, the magic pattern that had been hidden on the surface of the body resurfaced. The magical elements around his body began to rage again.

"Pavilion...... Your Excellency!" Masur, Chikaku, and Ding Man were so oppressed by the increasing coercion around Zhang Zhengfan that they could not stand, and could only half-kneel on the ground, crying out in horror.

Even Tinivea couldn't bear Zhang Zhengfan's growing tyrannical momentum, and shouted: "Fan, what are you crazy about!"

It was also at this interval that Zhang Zhengfan's "Flame Explosion Technique" exploded on the mountain peak in the distance, directly exploding a mushroom cloud.

"How many elves are there in the alliance now...... Slave!" Zhang Zhengfan asked slowly, suppressing his anger.

"We don't know the specifics, but listening to rumors, it should be no less than a thousand. Masur replied quickly.

"Three hundred years ago, there were about fifteen hundred. Tinivea sighed, "I used to be a human in the league for a while. So it's more accurate to know. ”

"How many half-elves are there?" Zhang Zhengfan continued.

"By accumulating, there are about 2,000 people. Tinivea replied slowly, "Their legion is called 'Rough Ground', and it is the Emperor's Guard. The Commander-in-Chief is a ninth-order mage named Triscano. In the decisive battle of Max Mountain, he fought against Mt. Mster, and although he was slightly better, he couldn't kill anyone. Many masters in the legion are high-end combat power of the eighth and ninth orders. After a pause, Tinivea said, "Due to the small number of people, the half-elves are very united in the alliance. There are at least five people at a time, and there is almost no single person. ”

"Huh-" Zhang Zhengfan exhaled slowly, suppressed his anger, and nodded: "The alliance will pay for this." The next time we meet, I will definitely smoke him first! Let so many elves suffer, but if they don't save them, he should smoke!"

Chikaku and Ding Man directly shrunk their necks, thinking to themselves that you would dare to say that on the entire continent.

Masur hurriedly shouted, "Your Excellency, Chief Mster is working very hard, the Mother Tree is critically ill, and the two Holy Order Highnesses are busy taking care of the Mother Tree. Chief Mster not only has to travel around looking for a cure for the Mother Tree, but also has to always worry about the safety of the Sanctuary and protect the honor of our elves. The burden inside and out, he is all carrying it alone, and he is really hard. You can't say that about him. ”

This little girl is actually a fan of Mster!

Zhang Zhengfan looked at Masur and nodded. His face was silent, but his heart began to think about how to rescue those suffering elves.

Alliance, I will definitely give you back the humiliation suffered by the elves for thousands of years!

It's the weekend, and I wish you all a great weekend!