Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 147 Long time no see, Serafur (2224)

The war seemed to intensify overnight.

Countless elves who wanted to defend their home and country stepped onto the battlefield, picked up weapons, drank potions, and followed the call of Princess Thorn to the front line with determination!

Groups of strategists and military geniuses have emerged continuously before, making great contributions to the elven civilization.

And receiving secret instructions from Serafur, each of them is doing their best to lead the army to attack.

It's just to force the trolls to divide their troops from Hellhold, and to provide a point or two for Serafur's beheading operation.

In this world where individual strength can step into the extraordinary, more than a dozen ordinary soldiers are not as good as an extraordinary person without forming an army, which also makes the beheading operation that should have died without life possible .

And even if it fails, Serafur still has the confidence to use the light well to release the reverse banishment.

Although it is impossible to determine the landing point, everyone can be exiled to a location several miles away from the Hell Castle in an instant!

The opportunity to behead the new generation of Golden King is rare.

And with Guangmingjing guaranteeing the bottom line, this opportunity to end the war early Serafur will try everything!
a few days later.

The elven fortresses all over the world are attacking frantically regardless of the cost. The trolls on the front line have to draw more manpower from the rear, and the Hell Castle is naturally among them.

However, no one noticed that when the two sides were attacking each other, a group of figures covered in cloaks quietly came to the interior of Hell Castle.

"Obviously this place used to belong to our territory, all trolls should die!"

on the street.

The art-style buildings belonging to the elves are long gone, replaced by the chaotic and wild tents and low houses of the trolls.

An elven ranger's eyes gleamed with hatred, but he was sternly glared at by the mage beside him as he muttered to himself.

"shut your mouth!

Although Transfiguration can temporarily change us into the appearance of trolls, if your words are heard by others, our chance will fail before it even begins! "

The ranger stopped talking, and accepted the opinion humbly, and he didn't even cast his hostile gaze on the other trolls, so as not to attract attention.

And at this moment, a female troll turned into the leader, Serafur, also spoke.

"As planned, we now spread out from each other to find suitable positions to cause chaos, and attack at midnight tonight!
And we have only one goal, and that is the palace built by the trolls in the center of the fortress! "

Paused.

Serafur took a last look at the resolute elites behind her. After tonight, I don't know how many people will follow her back.

"Remember, the time to cause chaos cannot be too long, you must do what you can.

It is certainly a good thing to attract more trolls to catch them, but attacking the palace also requires manpower, and there is no guarantee that accidents will happen if I am alone.

What's more, when the reverse exile technique is released, you also need everyone to be by my side.

I know that everyone has an indelible hatred in their hearts, but the elven civilization, which is in ruins after the war, still needs everyone's strength. Everyone present is the precious wealth of our civilization! "

"Yes!"

Visible to the naked eye, with Serafur's instructions, the calm expressions on the faces of many people who had already died together have undergone some changes.

As Seraph said.

This opportunity is rare, but she doesn't want this beheading to be the only opportunity in their eyes.

Even if it fails, it should keep more fire for the elf civilization instead of making futile sacrifices!

The elves who followed mixed into the fortress, like a few drops of water entering the vast ocean, without attracting any attention.

Without changing her expression, Serafur walked on the street alone, and a few ancient totems standing in conspicuous places immediately attracted her attention.

Today seems to be a special day for trolls.

One of the totem poles was covered with flowers, and there were trolls lined up all the time, kneeling down piously on the ground in front of it, and some even shed tears in excitement.

Many trolls have oil paint on their faces.

The smell of barbecue filled every corner, and there was also deafening laughter. The troll soldiers who were vigilant in the past seemed to let go of their guard and poured ale into their mouths.

Staring fixedly at the paint on a troll's face, Serafur frowned slightly.

For some reason, she always felt as if she had seen something similar before.

From the few words of other trolls, Serafur, who is proficient in the language of trolls, quickly pieced together the truth, knowing that what they are celebrating now is the annual 'Dragon Festival'!
It is said that in more distant times.

An ancient existence named the Great Dragon protected the troll civilization, and under his will, the historic Golden Dynasty was established and lasted until today.

If you are lucky enough to win His favor, you can even gain the power of Thunder, and become the supreme Thunder Shaman among the shamans!

And the strange rumors don't stop there.

Legend has it that besides being in charge of thunder, the great dragon also possesses an immortal power that can defeat death and regenerate people overnight!

All the lucky ones who get this gift can live forever in youth through countless years, share the boundless glory under the wings of the great dragon, and become His eternal guardian and defender of troll civilization in the long history!
All trolls believe in this, and the belief in the Great Dragon has long been part of their lives!

I thought about it.

Serafur conveniently bought a mask and put it on his face. The colorful oil paint roughly outlined the appearance of the great dragon that the trolls imagined.

Time flies, and the cold moon hangs high above the head.

boom--!
Suddenly there was a violent explosion in the distance, breaking the quiet atmosphere of the night, and the red hot flames immediately attracted the attention of many trolls!
More trolls woke up one after another, but more chaos broke out everywhere in Hell Castle.

The chaotic crowd was mixed with insults and curses to the elves, but Serafur never changed her face. The effect of invisibility made the light pass directly through her body, and no one found Serafur in the shadows.

Restored the appearance of the elf.

Serafur's flexible body brushed past trolls one after another, and finally bypassed the few guards outside the palace, and arrived inside smoothly.

It's that simple?
Doubtful thoughts suddenly popped up in my mind, the situation at this moment is several times better than the most optimistic situation Serafur estimated!
He clenched the silver holy sword even more, and after drinking a few bottles of potions, Serafur cautiously continued to walk towards the depths.

This palace was built by trolls, wild glyphs and patterns can be seen everywhere on the walls, and the figure of a great dragon can be seen among them.

While walking, Serafur suddenly stopped.

Invisibility dissipates.

Serafur looked at several troll figures who surrounded him at some point, their solemn expressions and battle-hardened aura all proved their own strength!
Moreover, Serafur could faintly feel that an extremely dangerous force was quietly lurking in these trolls, like a sleeping volcano.

Once it breaks out, even your own life is in danger!

The heart sank continuously, and a mocking sneer was drawn on the corner of Serafur's mouth.

"No wonder the defense outside is so loose. It seems that this is a trap aimed at me."

"No, it's not a trap, but we were waiting for you to come here."

A hulking troll slowly appeared from the darkness in front of him, and the moment he saw Toliso, Serafur's pupils shrank uncontrollably, and he blurted out a shocked question!

"How can you still be alive? According to the lifespan of a troll, you should have died of old age!"

"Death is not invincible. Even the elves will die of old age, but we will not."

Tolisso stared at Serafur.

The previous elf king, who was a disgrace to the elves, died of old age a few years ago, but his successor is good, but the end of his life is not far away.

Serafur clenched the sharp blade tightly, thinking about the way to kill Tolisso.

Her only goal is to kill the Golden King. Now that the Lord has appeared in front of her, she will not give up no matter what the odds are!
His eyes dimly looked at the other troll warriors.

The magic power in Serafur's body is already ready to move, ready to exile them outside at any time, and then come to a king-to-king contest with Tolisso!
"We are not your enemy, at least not yet."

Tolisso saw Serafur's intentions at a glance, raised his hands, and left the handle of the Blood Slaughter Death Blade as a sign of friendship.

"Heh, why didn't you say that when you slaughtered so many elves?"

"I know you have a lot of hostility towards me, and it's not impossible to do it if you really want to, but why don't we finish the business first? Maybe by then, you won't want to do it with me anymore."

"Business? Killing you is my business!"

Serafur's face was cold.

He swung the silver holy sword violently, and along with the light well that he carried with him continuously drew out the magic power, the force-falling exile technique immediately enveloped all the Longyang warriors!
The dragon scales emerged.

In front of Serafur, all the trolls on the sidelines showed a dragon transformation that made Serafur's heart skip a beat, and forcibly exempted from the effect of the banishment.

She had only seen this kind of strange power before when she fought against Tolisso and Butler, but she didn't expect that there were so many trolls with this kind of power? !
If these fighters were put on the front line, the front line of the elf civilization would have already been defeated!

"I said, I have no malicious intentions."

Toliso repeated lightly that although the other trolls had bad eyes, they still didn't attack Serafur, who was the first to provoke.

Brows furrowed.

After hesitating for a while, Serafur, who felt that the odds of winning were slim, could only say in a deep voice, "What is your purpose?"

"I'm only responsible for picking you up and taking you to meet a great existence."

Awe could not help appearing in the voice, and Tolisso led Serafur all the way to the depths of the palace.

Along the way, Serafur wanted to launch an attack more than once, but the eyes behind her were fixed on her tightly, and the threat was clearly revealed.

In an atmosphere of silence and oppression.

The heavy temple door appeared in front of him, with only a ray of bright light shining through it, and the expressions of Tolisso and the other trolls became more and more respectful.

Taking a deep breath, Tolisso pushed open the door with both hands.

I saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure sitting on the throne impressively, looking at me with a smile, which made Serafur's expression blank for a while, and his mind went blank, as if in a dream.

"Long time no see, Serafur."

Master Chen Xi said.

(End of this chapter)