Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 190 Greetings from the Night Elves, Ruin the Glory of the Arcane Empire!

In fact, in every race, there are some races that are different from the mainstream.

For example, Vrykul among humans, rock dwarves and red-bearded dwarves among dwarves, or high elves, wood elves, and night elves among elves.

These are all naturally spread and expanded in a race after being affected by various factors over time.

Like forks on the same branch.

They have different talents and abilities, and they have differences in appearance and habits. They have become a beautiful and unique landscape in this world.

Among all the races, the relationship between the night elves and the elves was the most tense.

Even with Evelyn's protection.

But the difference in natural appearance can easily make the night elves suffer from discrimination, especially in this arcane empire where the high elves are respected.

Even ordinary commoner high elves don't treat them as human beings, let alone 'monsters' with different skin colors!

But few people know.

Whenever such a 'monster' appears, it seems that it will mysteriously disappear soon after, and even if there is any disturbance, it will not continue to spread.

The beginning and the end are handled cleanly, and the number of accidental births is also small, which also makes the existence of the night elves almost unknown.

No one knows how powerful the night elves are.

They are like the shadows behind the giant of the Arcane Empire, forever shrouded in a layer of pitch-black and deep darkness.

He was always sharpening the icy sharp blade in his hand, quietly sizing up the weakness of the giant with his eyes, extracting poison, and delicately and patiently formulating complicated plans one after another.

When the Arcane Empire was prosperous and legends emerged one after another.

Evelyn is tirelessly training her compatriots, letting them dig out the power hidden in their bodies, and make a contract with the mysterious shadow.

When the Arcane Empire created the floating city and resolutely raised troops to defeat the Golden Dynasty amidst the cheers of all the people.

The 'weaver' quietly laid a huge net, and placed 'lurkers' around the legendary mages in charge of the floating city, and gradually developed into the confidantes of each arcanist.

When the blood moon disaster broke out quietly, people in the Arcane Empire were panicked.

Evelyn has already ordered all the lurkers to pass on the research data of the abyss scientific expedition team for re-enactment at all times, quietly stealing all the results, and even stepped into the gate of the abyss one step ahead of the scientific expedition team!

1 years of dormancy.

More than 1 years of weaving nets.

In the end, on this key battlefield that determines the future fate of the Arcane Empire, this absolutely unavoidable knife was delivered, completely ruining the hope of the entire Arcane Empire——! !

Balmond is dead.

When the deadly dagger pierced the chest and shattered the heart, there was no need to wait for the blood-sealed poison to flow into the blood vessel, the starry sky mage who had just experienced a world-shattering battle ushered in an undisputed death in an instant!

And until the moment of his death, his unwilling eyes refused to close!

puff.

In the frozen world, only one gray-haired corpse was discarded by Hector like garbage, and the dark purple skin was particularly conspicuous under the light of the fire.

"Evelyn—!!"

The voice of rage and sorrow sounded first.

Serafur looked at all this in disbelief, and looked at Hector not far away who was still polite and polite, his eyes were full of killing intent!
"Nice to meet you, Your Excellency Serafur, the Queen of the Night also asks me to say hello to you."

After a pause, the smile on Hector's face became more intense.

"So, can I ask you to die?"

A strong sense of crisis erupted, and Hector's figure disappeared in an instant, and then broke out, a backstab that was standard enough to be included in a textbook directly pierced Seraph's back heart!

Between lightning and flint, Serafur released the 'Frost Nova' backhand without looking back.

The harsh winter seems to have come to the world.

The excellent slowing effect made Hector's movements slightly stagnant, and without Serafur making another shot, a blood-stained scimitar slashed at him in a 'cruel strike' posture!

clang--

The dagger collided with the scimitar, Hector skillfully sneaked into the shadows, and reappeared less than a second later.

The dagger entwined with shadow energy drew a graceful arc, and Hector actually appeared right in front of Serafur, striking the opponent's white neck with a knife!
"enough!!"

Chris let out an angry growl.

But his voice was like a switch, and only then did the others react from the violent ups and downs. The whole process took less than two or three breaths from beginning to end!
Clusters of blood flowers bloom.

Some comrades-in-arms who were still fighting against the back just now mercilessly pierced their sharp blades into the hearts of others, and the unbelievable exclamations continued one after another!

Some of these traitors were assassins, some were not.

But without exception, it is the purple skin that was exposed after they proudly tore off the camouflage!

The long sword passed by.

Serafur's face was frosty, and she blocked Hector's throat-sealing attack with her body that had recovered almost half, her expression seemed to be extremely ugly!
"Where's Evelyn? It's impossible for her not to be there for such a big event!"

"The Queen of the Night is naturally nearby, if you have the guts, follow up and try."

Facing the furious anger in Serafur's heart, Hector did not show the slightest fear.

Deliberately not diving into the shadows.

With a hard push, he fled towards the distance, and Serafur didn't hesitate, pouring several large bottles of potions into his mouth viciously, and followed closely behind.

The dragon's blood was churning in her veins, rapidly healing Serafur's injury every minute.

And at this moment, Princess Thorn seemed to be full of murderous intent, and vowed to make the culprit who was destined to cause the collapse of the Arcane Empire to pay the price—! !

There are so many night elves lurking on this battlefield alone, and Hector has become Balmond's confidant since thousands of years ago, and has been hiding until now.

Serafur couldn't imagine it at all.

In all these years, how many night elves have been lurking around other arcanists!
The floating city can resist foreign enemies, but facing the poison that uses mutual trust as a camouflage, the floating city can't do anything!
When those proud and complacent arcanists curled up in the floating city they thought was the safest, maybe there was a dagger or a cup of poison that took their lives unsuspectingly!
Ten years of sharpening a sword.

And Evelyn has not only sharpened her sword for ten years for this day? !
Facing the invasion of the abyss, the Arcane Empire was already seriously injured, but now that the deadly blade in the shadows is thrust out, it will undoubtedly truly drive the Arcane Empire into a place of eternal doom!
Balmond's death was just the beginning.

After this day, more and more arcanists will be buried with him, so that the luck of the arcane empire will be completely ruined! !
Serafur didn't want to imagine that future, the future of the elves that survived the blood of the abyss, but collapsed at the blade of the night elves!
Swah——

Cut off the head of a night elf with a single blow.

Chris was out of breath and his eyes were full of blankness, but this did not prevent him from killing those enemies who were exuding strong malice towards him.

why?
He didn't understand.

Obviously the war is over, why did the teammates who were entrusting their lives to death immediately start killing each other? !
And what are those elves with purple skin?
Could it be that they are the products of the unconscionable experimental research of the Arcane Empire?

One after another, the floating cities fell with a roar, and the virus-like assassination had already erupted inside them, making it difficult for the mages inside to maintain the operation of the floating cities.

These arcane miracles that survived the demonic power of the Burner and never fell in the Battle of Purgatory, turned into dazzling red fireballs roaring and falling in the sky at this moment!
The ground shook.

Chris gritted his teeth, forced himself to get out of the chaotic thoughts, let out a roar like venting, and the fierce whirlwind immediately cut off the head of a night assassin!

For the last time, Chris asked himself softly in his heart.

what should I do?
No need to answer, the faces of all the elves and civilians I met along the way naturally appeared in my mind, and the original panic was instantly replaced by a heartfelt tranquility.

Yes, the invasion of the abyss has been stopped, but there are still many demons raging on this land.

If it is said that other arcanists will also be assassinated by these strange elves, then the only one with a glimmer of hope to restore the Arcane Empire is the Council!
The Arcane Empire cannot collapse.

At least not now!

And what I have to do is to return to the rear immediately, to protect the safety of the remaining 11 congressmen, and to ensure that they can take effective measures to curb the massacre of demons!

Otherwise, even if there are less than [-]% of the demons left, it will cause great harm to a large number of innocent civilians!

Thoughts turned, Chris's expression didn't show anything, only his eyes became more determined.

No longer look at the crumbling floating city behind him, or the floating city that has fallen from mid-air.

Chris knew that they were hopeless, and he didn't bother to search for the origins of those strange elves. The only thing he should do was to protect civilians.

The sound of breaking through the air came indistinctly.

The intuition honed from countless life and death struggles saved Chris' life at the most critical moment, and made him aware of the hidden arrow coming from behind him!
It is silent.

Chris had seen with his own eyes that such an arrow killed countless demons like a ghost, but at this moment it became a murderous intent to stab himself in the back!
With a scimitar in hand, he struck the long arrow with a strike as fast as lightning, smashing it from the arrow point by inch!
As Chris expected, when he turned around, Jon's calm figure was standing there!
"This is just a warning, Chris, you don't have to join us, but don't hinder us."

He sighed inwardly.

Jon had discovered this confused soldier a short while ago. If he had brought an hourglass or two earlier, Jon would have the confidence to persuade Chris to join the rebels on the spot by virtue of his verbal inducement and the loophole in the opponent's mind.

But unfortunately, when Jon noticed Chris' eyes, he knew it was too late.

Jon is the one who knows best how stubborn Chris is.

Years of persuasion never came to fruition.

Even though they seemed interested in the Resistance, they were still reluctant to commit to joining until the demonic threat had been dealt with.

If it doesn't matter in normal times, Jon is happy to follow the trend and wait until the invasion of the abyss is contained before pulling this general into his camp.

By then, it will be much easier to cope with the pressure of the Arcane Empire!

But let's put it now.

A huge change that no one expected suddenly broke out. The greetings from the night elves made the Arcane Empire crumbling. Anyone can clearly see the amazing crisis and opportunity hidden in it!
The former rebels needed submissiveness, hiding in the dark, and accumulating almost endless strength.

Only then did he take advantage of the opportunity of the abyss to exchange for a misty hope that he might defeat the Arcane Empire!

But at the moment.

The flame that was thought to be illusory and insignificant suddenly rose to a prairie fire!

But the rebels who just want to see it and accept it are not satisfied with their original goal. The night elves have cleared the biggest obstacle in front of them and killed the famous star mage, so why can't they go further?

Even if the night elves didn't continue to fight, the remaining arcanists would still survive, and the rebels would be able to grab more voices.

Not to mention that this sharp blade in the shadow will definitely stab all arcanists at the same time, and the entire arcane empire will come to the brink of collapse in an instant!

And if luck is better, doesn't it mean that the rebel army can replace the position of the Arcane Empire? !

Ambition is expanding, desire is burning.

Even though he hadn't communicated with anyone beforehand, Jon thought of the crux of the problem.

The Arcane Empire must never be given a chance to revive!

It is not enough to kill one Balmond, it is far from enough, if it is the first guess, but if it is the latter, then as long as the parliament can be completely cleared, the death penalty for the empire will undoubtedly be pronounced——!
Jon had no idea what a night elf was or how many MPs they could successfully assassinate.

But do your best to obey the destiny.

Even if there is only a [-]% chance, it is tempting enough, not to mention that this is a very likely future!

Because of this, Jon could no longer be patient enough to persuade him to join the rebels after realizing that Chris had decided to protect the remaining councilors.

He knew that the stubborn warrior in front of him would not agree.

But it doesn't matter.

As long as Chris, the strong support, is killed, the decayed Arcane Empire will be one step closer to collapse. This is the greatest help I can do for the rebels!

"The Arcane Empire does have shortcomings, but if such a behemoth collapses now, without its shelter, many civilians will die under the claws of demons.

I can help you overthrow the Arcane Empire and create a better future for the elves after all this subsides, but not now! "

"not now?
Not to be missed!The civilians who died now are for the long-term well-being of the elves in the future!
If you really care about civilians, then you should kill all the councilors with me now! "

"……I understand."

Chris gave up his persuasion, and the deep exhaustion made him take a deep breath, but then there was an indomitable determination to move forward!
on a burning battlefield.

Behind them are floating cities that are slowly falling under the influence of the 'gravity ring' as if they are in slow motion. Under their feet are huge deep pits and endless corpses caused by meteorites.

Two strong men who have just finished fighting, who also feel that they are fighting for the common people, but also firmly believe in their own beliefs, confront each other!
The oppressive atmosphere seems to stop the flow of air, leaving no room for it, only the determination to give everything to carry out the road!

The next moment, fierce fighting broke out again!

(End of this chapter)