"Not to catch slaves, but to collect elven hearts?" Zhang Zhengfan took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his hands. Since it was decided not to use the magic that produced fluctuations, it was natural that you would have to do it yourself during the torture, and since you did it, it was inevitable that it would be stained with blood. Glancing at the flesh-and-blood seventh-order half-elf warrior in disgust, Zhang Zhengfan directly inserted the iron drill into the throat of this half-elf, ending his pain.

On that eighth-order warrior and seventh-order warlock, Zhang Zhengfan found two storage props. One is a ring and the other is a bracelet. Since realizing the Divine Crystal Source of the Sea Snake Saintess and the genuine Space God God Naxi, Zhang Zhengfan's understanding and ability to use space spells has made a qualitative leap. Maybe it's not as good as Nahi, but brute-force cracking these two low-level storage items is no problem at all.

Both props are just a small storage space of about 100 cubic meters, and there is nothing too valuable in them. Except for some gold coins and a bloody elf heart sealed by dark magic, everything else was garbage in Zhang Zhengfan's eyes. The bloody elven heart means that an elf has been killed by this group of people.

Zhang Zhengfan stomped his feet, threw all the garbage into the pit that appeared under his feet, and then silently put away the gold coin and the elf heart. I was even more determined in my heart, that is, I must smoke Mst, the reason is very simple, because he should smoke!

The iron drill was pestled on the ground by Zhang Zhengfan like a crutch, and it was easy to use, so he kept it first.

After packing up everything, Zhang Zhengfan left this temporary torture place in a flash, and returned to the shore of Shining Phosphorus Lake again.

There was no one on the shore of the Flash Phosphorus Lake in the middle of the night, the bright moon and stars were reflected on the calm water, and there was a faint moist breath in the air, Zhang Zhengfan washed his hands with the lake water again, and left silently, but it was not the direction of going to the Elf City.

He planned to take a walk around the Sanctuary and learn about the terrain around the Sanctuary. Of course, this is nothing more than the reason he uses to convince himself. In the bottom of his heart, he wanted to see if there were any other alliance squads that collected elven hearts. If so, it seems that this iron drill can still come in handy......

It seems that the City Lord's Mansion in Longjian can also be visited. As everyone knows, the places where there are elves on the continent today are the Sanctuary and the Bi Color. Other than these two places, if you want to find a wandering elf in the wild, the difficulty is no different than finding a needle in a haystack. The blue homeland is located in the western corner, with Xiongguan as the screen in front and the West Sea in the back, except for the tribe, the alliance has no way to go. So if you want to quickly collect the heart of the elves, naturally there is only the Sanctuary. It is impossible for these alliance teams to walk over the mountains, so their only option is Long Ji'an, who has a teleportation array. If you think about it from this point of view, if the city lord of Longjian doesn't know something, it is too much to say!

Having made up his mind, Zhang Zhengfan began to act. Although with his current status and the purpose of this trip, it is not necessary to do so. But Zhang Zhengfan, he didn't put himself at such a high height to think about the problem at all. He's still the kind of person who solves problems when he encounters them. In his opinion: Even if I am not on the right path with the Holy Domain, I can't let others bully the Holy Domain! I have to say that this grassroots cabbage has been cultivated so far, and there is still no progress, and it is still grassroots!

People who don't sleep at night, in addition to Zhang Zhengfan, there are also people in the Holy Domain.

Mster stood at the head of the Elven City, dressed in a fiery red robe with a faint elemental light, which was particularly eye-catching at night.

is still that expressionless and paralyzed face, and when he stands there, it is like erecting a signboard of "Don't approach the living", exuding an aura of rejection from thousands of miles away from his bones.

"Report to the chief, all the investigations are complete. Three of the elves were missing, and this afternoon on the shores of Lake Shining Phosphorus, a tenth-generation elf encountered the Alliance team, but managed to escape and returned to the Sanctuary. Behind Mster, an elven mage in the same red robe stepped forward and whispered.

Mster didn't look back, didn't speak.

"I've inquired carefully, and it's a bit strange. This tenth-generation elf has only a third-order strength, but he has encountered an alliance team of two warriors, two thieves and one warlock, and the strength of the other party is at least seventh-order, and it is said that there is also an eighth-order warrior. The dragon eagle, the mount of the tenth-generation elf, was sent back to send a letter asking for help, and it stands to reason that this tenth-generation elf has no hope of escaping at all. But this ten-generation elf only said that someone eliminated the other party and saved her. But who can save people, she refuses to say anything. The news came in one after another, so it was late. We went to the battle site mentioned by the ten generations of elves, and the blood stains on the ground were still there, except for the fluctuation traces of the alliance warlocks, there were no other traces of magic fluctuations. It shows that the person who saves people should be a melee profession, but there is no one in the Sanctuary who can take out such a team alone. The red-robed mage looked at Mster's still expressionless face, lowered his head in shame and said, "Please also ask the chief to decide." ”

"Has the tenth-generation elf checked?" Mster said calmly.

"Checked and confirmed that there was no problem. The red-robed mage nodded: "I'm still isolated now." ”

"Let it go. Mster glanced at the red-robed mage: "Since there is no problem, then what she said is the truth, and there is no need to waste time to prove the truth." After a pause, Mster continued: "Let the Dragon Eagle Ranger Brigade cooperate with the Mage Brigade to expand the scope of defense and start arming from the border. I don't expect you to be able to dig out those alliances, but I don't want to see any more damage to my people. If you lose another one of your people, you will go to the bottom of the mountain to atone for your sins. ”

"Yes!" When the red-robed mage heard that he had gone to the bottom of the mountain to atone for his sins, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, gritted his teeth and firmly agreed.

"Pass my order, people below the fifth order are not allowed to leave the elf city for the time being, and if they go out of the city above the fifth order, three people are in a group, and less than three people are not allowed to go out of the city. The garrison brigade will complete its armament task tonight without delay! Those who violate the order will receive 40 lashes. After calmly giving the order, Mster turned and walked down the wall.

So the Sanctuary began to act, teams of elven warriors began to go out of the city, one by one dragon eagles began to take off, and the elven sanctuary, which had been silent for a hundred years, acted again. Some people don't understand why Chief Mster is so solemn and makes such a fuss this time. But Mster's order made many elves in the elven city feel safe and feel the power of the Sanctuary.

At the top of the Sanctuary Mountain, Melrose and Cyril are looking down at the Elven City below.

It seems that the emergence of the blue home has made Mster also feel the crisis. Cyril smiled and said lightly.

"It's not a crisis. Melrose shook his head: "It's a comparison." ”

"Compare?" Cyril looked at Melrose in confusion.

Melrose nodded: "The Bi Homeland is strong, unrestrained, and full of vitality, compared to them, the Sanctuary is too conservative and cautious, and it seems lifeless. Mst saw the gap, so he was trying to change. ”

"Just his old-fashioned character?" Cyril shook his head, "I'm not hopeful! ”

"If Vinid is here, I'm afraid that even if the mother tree is against it, he will stand firmly under Zhang Zhengfan's crown. Melrose looked at the lights in the Elven City and was silent for a moment before continuing, "But we are the Sanctuary after all, not the Forest of Mist. ”

Under the moonlight, the night breeze caressed, and the two elves and the ancient tree behind them were silent, each with their own thoughts.

Mster's decision brought some trouble to Zhang Zhengfan.

In the next ten days, Zhang Zhengfan followed the alliance's team, but as soon as he made a move, a large number of elven warriors would come. There are dragon eagle hunters in the sky, and underground mages, priests, warlocks, and hunters are all gone! Zhang Zhengfan didn't even have time to collect the corpse after every fight. Fortunately, GM stealth is perverted, not only for a long time, but also without a trace of fluctuation. Therefore, Zhang Zhengfan can always swagger away from the elven warriors, but he will not be discovered.

He killed a total of six Alliance squads, including the one annihilated on the shores of Lake Flash, killing a total of thirty-two half-elves. Seeing the increasingly tight defense of the Sacred Elves, Zhang Zhengfan went to the Elf City with satisfaction.

First go to the Sanctuary to see Mortier, then go and chat with the city lord of Longjian, if necessary, go to the imperial capital to see what that bullshit "bumpy" legion wants to do! This is Zhang Zhengfan's current schedule.

But he sneaked around the Sanctuary in stealth, and he didn't expect how much impact he had brought to the Sanctuary - now almost all the Sanctuary elves were excited that there was a super melee in their clan, and his profession should be a thief, and it was said that his strength was a holy rank! A dragon eagle ranger had seen him fight from afar, but he would always end the battle before the dragon eagle ranger arrived, and disappear into the wind and whispering plain. You must know that the speed of the Dragon Eagle Ranger is the fastest among the continental flying arms, and it only takes a few breaths from seeing the battle to rushing to the scene. But this elf can always finish the battle in these few breaths. One can imagine how fast, accurate, ruthless, and fierce this elf's attack was! Those half-elves who were killed, no matter whether they were of the seventh or eighth order, no matter what profession, almost all of them were killed with one hit! Or pierced the brain, or pierced the throat, or pierced the heart, and the wound was round, as if they were using a cone-shaped weapon like a needle.

His Excellency Mster, the Commander of the Legion, has already taken these half-elf corpses to the top of the Holy Mountain, and asked the two Holy Rank Excellencies to judge. The fact that a melee powerhouse has emerged from the race that has always been regarded as the weakest melee in the continent has greatly stimulated the cognition of the elves! Therefore, now all the people in the Holy Domain are talking about how many generations of elves this strong man is, whether he is male or female, how powerful he is, what skills he uses, and so on.

The long life gives these elves a lot of time to waste, so the fire of gossip is burning more and more, and some low-generation elves have even begun to organize the "Fan Club of Mystery Elves"!

And the tenth-generation elf Tremier now disdains those gossips, not because she doesn't like gossip, but because she thinks that only she knows the truth! So this lively and active little girl in the past often likes to be alone in a daze, and she still smirks when she is in a daze, and she blushes inexplicably if she smirks when she is in a daze. Friends who know her can't help but wonder if Tremier was scared stupid by the villains of the Alliance!

All the second-generation elves in the Sanctuary have been concentrated.

Twenty-seven half-elf corpses were lined up in a huge ice circle to prevent the corpses from decomposing.

Including Melrose, Cyril, and Mster, all the nineteen second-generation elves in the Sanctuary were all concentrated in the council hall where the second-generation elves lived.

They had seen all these corpses, ten of them were of the eighth order, twelve were of the seventh order, and five were of the sixth order. Classes include Warriors, Knights, Thieves, Mages, Warlocks, and Clerics, all of whom have only one fatal wound, indicating that they were killed with a single hit. Thinking of the strength of the killer, all the second-generation elves faintly admired it in their hearts.

"It's an elf!" Mster said after glancing at the people in the council chamber, still expressionless, "Confirmed." But not our second-generation elves. Who could that be?"

"Could it be the elves of the Emerald Homeland?" said one of the people in the hall.

"No!" Mster shook his head: "There are no elven thieves in the Blue Homeland, and the most powerful of them is the eighth generation elven priest Lerem, the eighth order junior." ”

"Could it be...... Your Majesty?" another voice began.

Melrose shook his head and said, "This won't be, although I'm not a god of law, but as a mage, I can guarantee that even if I am a god, it is impossible to have this kind of melee ability." ”

"We, the Council of Lords, have investigated all the elves in the Sanctuary who are thieves by profession, and we have not found this elf. Someone was shaking their heads.

So where did this genie come from? Everybody's thinking about it!

But the centralized meeting of the second-generation elves gave Zhang Zhengfan a chance, a chance to sneak up to the top of the Sanctuary Mountain to meet the first-generation elf Mortier!

Therefore, Zhang Zhengfan, who secretly fused into a big tree not far from the mountain, was moved at this time.

The living area of the second generation of elves is now empty, and without permission, the elves of the third generation and below are not allowed to enter the second generation living area, and all the second-generation elves are in a meeting, and the living area is naturally empty.

From the angle of the big tree where Zhang Zhengfan is located, you can clearly see the crown of the thick mottled ancient tree on the top of the mountain. The road to the top of the mountain is also unobstructed.

But Zhang Zhengfan still didn't dare to flash, because he sensed that there were more than fifty kinds of magic defense arrays quietly releasing faint fluctuations in this area. The flashing technique was not a wall-piercing technique, otherwise he would not have crashed headfirst into the magical defense cover of the imperial capital in the first place.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Zhengfan suddenly scolded himself for being stupid, since he had already seen the crown of that tree, then he would fuse it directly! As long as the target is determined, the fusion technique of the World Tree will ignore any enchantment barrier!

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I woke up in the morning and started writing, played with my little daughter for a while, had a meal, and finally finished writing slowly. The number of words is more than 4,000, and everyone is reluctant to be my two more, okay?