Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 61: Three Parties Converge (Please Subscribe! Happy Lantern Festival!)
In the first small town in the wilderness, the two orc guards at the town entrance were holding their weapons tightly, looking at the dust flying in the distance as if facing a great enemy, and what they could hear was the roar of the earth like thousands of horses silencing.

"Gudong~"

The orc guard on the left leaned against the town gate, and the solid resistance on his back prevented him from retreating instinctively.

"Gangbo, is this an enemy attack?" The orc on the right asked while staring at the distance.

The orc known as "Gangbo" swallowed hard and shook his head, "I don't know, but the town elders should have noticed the unusual movement, and they will respond.

As for us, we just need to guard the town gate and save our own lives."

As they were talking, the rumbling sound of the earth approached rapidly, so close that the two orc guards could vaguely see the outline of the person coming.

A few bits of white hair fluttered in the air, and the Ghost-Faced Demon Spider's pickup truck-like body appeared in their eyes.

"It's Zhuo Er!" Gangbo shouted, as if this could drive away his inner anxiety.

"If it's drow, there shouldn't be any problem." The guard on the right softened his tone a little.

Gao Yang stood on the back of the Ghost-faced Demon Spider, looking at the deserted town getting closer and closer with a calm expression.

Soon, a group of drow arrived outside the first town in the wilderness. Such a movement was naturally discovered by the residents of the town, and many residents were spying on the actions of this large drow army in their own way.

"It's actually him!" Gangbo looked at his companion beside him, his eyes full of disbelief.

The guard on the right also obviously recognized the figure in heavy black armor, and there was also disbelief in his eyes.

"The outsider." He began to say, then felt that it was inappropriate and quickly added the suffix "Sir".

"Sir Outsider." Gangbo repeated, with a very obvious flattery on his rough and ugly face.

In just a few days, the outsiders who had to pay a town fee to enter had now reached a height that they could never reach.

The Ghost-Faced Demon Spider and the drow behind it stopped outside the town gate. Inside the town, many traces of drow and elves appeared at some point.

A male elf with clothes that had distinct elven characteristics and holding a large, ornately carved bow stood on the town gate, looking at the drow outside the town.

His green eyes were like a deep pool. His gaze stayed on Gao Yang for a moment, and then he looked at Sophia beside him with confusion.

"Zhuo'er, according to the agreement, you shouldn't be here at this time."

The elf's voice was elegant and calm, full of the characteristics of the elves.

Sophia looked up at him, her magma-like eyes blinking. She turned her head to look at Gao Yang, and then a cold voice came out of her mouth: "Thorburn, you have no right to interfere with where we appear."

There was a hint of annoyance in the eyes of the Elf Guard Captain Thorburn. He was about to speak when he suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.

He looked carefully, and thanks to the elf's good eyesight, he saw the bound captives, and on their bodies, there were traces of the characteristics of the devouring mouth.

"How dare you act on your own!"

Thorburn's voice rose at least an octave, and there was shock in his eyes. Even his usual elegance was no longer maintained.

With such a large number of captives, do these drow intend to wage a full-scale war against the Devouring Mouth?

No! Not Drow!

Rather, the Immortal Church, where the elves and drow reside, is about to go to war with the Devouring Mouth!
When he thought of the consequences of this incident, anger could not help but appear on Thorburn's handsome face.

Now the strength of their Immortal Church is still significantly inferior to that of the Devouring Mouth.

This gap is not only reflected in the number of people, but also in strength, as well as the combat power boosted by complete madness.

There was a hint of amusement on Sophia's face, and she was pleased that Thorburn, an elf who prided himself on being elegant, had now lost all his composure.

This was just the beginning. She was looking forward to seeing what expression the elven garrison captain would have when the demons from the Fallen Cult arrived. Thorburn saw Sophia's playful expression, and his anger grew even stronger.

"Zhoer, you are blatantly betraying the covenant!"

"Betraying the covenant? No, it's not us, but you self-righteous elves!
Your Elf Goddess will probably take back your blessing overnight after learning of your cowardly behavior."

Sophia retorted bluntly.

"You!" Thorburn immediately raised his longbow with an arrow already on the bowstring.

"enough."

A powerful voice rang out in the town, attracting everyone's attention.

Upon hearing this, Thorburn immediately put down his longbow, jumped down from the town gate, and came behind the middle-aged elf who was walking slowly.

He bowed his head slightly and said respectfully, "Your Majesty."

The mayor of the first town in the wasteland and the king of all the elves in the Demon Wasteland - Wadona.

When Wadona arrived at the town gate, the two orcs immediately retreated into the town.

Just now, they were sandwiched between the drow and the elves, and the huge pressure from being attacked from both sides made them feel uncomfortable all over.

Wadona raised his hand slightly and gestured towards Thorburn.

Thorburn stopped talking immediately, straightened his body, and stood behind Wadona.

Wadona's gaze moved slowly and finally fell on Gao Yang's body.

He showed a gentle smile and looked at Gao Yang:
"Outsider Yu, you are the one who caused all this, right?"

Although it was a question, the Elf King's tone was extremely certain.

Gao Yang jumped off the Ghost-Faced Demon Spider, took two steps forward, and stood opposite Wadona.

"I have only made a small contribution to immortality."

"Insignificant?" Wadona looked at the bound captives and nodded slowly.
"Well, I guess you have a plan, Yu. Do you mind telling me about it?"

The Elf King's words were simple and approachable, but the meaning behind them was irresistible.

Gao Yang nodded, then shook his head: "Let's talk about it together after everyone arrives."

"Is there anyone else?" Wadona raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, he looked at Gao Yang, and finally a different meaning appeared in his eyes.

He thought for a few seconds, then looked up at Gao Yang: "Is it as I thought?"

Gao Yang remained silent and just stood in front of Wadona.

Seeing this, Wadona stopped talking and waited patiently.

The crowd didn't have to wait too long before a huge cloud of dust appeared in their sight from the southeast.

Wadona looked at the smoke and dust over there, and he understood everything.

He turned around and looked at Gao Yang, his eyes so deep that it seemed as if he could see through Gao Yang's expression at the moment through the thick mask.

"Good afternoon, I believe I'm not late. Dear elegant elves and drow, may the glory of our god be upon you."

A kind and gentle voice slowly rang in everyone's ears.

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