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Chapter 60 Night Elf Prince

night elf prince

With silver hair, the night elf prince Proeldvar, who looked like a celestial being, walked calmly in front of Alfit.

Alfit is the disciple of the first warlock. He has seen many powerful people in the past years, but that's it, when this night elf approached him, he still felt an invisible pressure, as if he had been holding his hand all the time. It's like holding his neck, making him breathe tight.

"Where is she?" Proerdeva didn't even need to say her name when he asked, Alfit knew immediately who he was going to ask.

Alphet replied in a low voice with a bad face, even he himself was surprised when he made the sound, he——Alphete is a person who never lacks courage, but when facing this night elf, he But he didn't have any confidence at all, he was like an answering bug, and there was even a hint of flattery in his words.

This is really a miraculous and unbelievable thing. Alfete's voice carried some flattery that even he himself felt blushing, "I left her in a dark place, that is, the desert desert."

The night elf Proeldvar didn't say anything, his eyes as deep as the night just calmly looked at the place in the dark land.

Sistel didn't know where the courage came from, and suddenly said: "Why did you look for her, and what is your relationship with her?"

No one among the night elves was willing to answer Sicilt's sudden words. Just like the unexplainable orc tribe, they were also recruited temporarily by the elders of the night elves.

Although the process was incredible, all the night elves accepted the task without any objection when they met the legendary night elf prince Silver Nebula Proeldvar.

At this time, those who heard that the person Proeldvar was looking for were abandoned in the dark place, even though they knew the place and its dangers, the night elf warriors who had always admired Proeldvar still volunteered Said: "Holy One, if necessary, we can also go to the dark place in person."

"No..." Proeldeva's voice was flat and cold, like the coldest spring, "It's too late..."

Beneath that dull expression was unspeakable sorrow, yes, just like thirty-six thousand years ago, he was still one small step too late, just because of such a small step, just because of such a small step The accident...everything is different, the end of the world...

Just like back then, she became the wife of the Dark Lord Bu Potian...

Proeldeva, who was deep in thought, didn't say anything, but the people around him, whether they were orcs or elves, all looked at each other in blank dismay, without any understanding of the status of the person he was looking for.

She is obviously a very ordinary girl. Although she came from another world, in the space-time tunnel, there are often people from other worlds who accidentally crossed over to this world.

Even if they have the technology and abilities of another world, in this world that mainly relies on magical abilities, those people are nothing special.

Sisitel was the only orc in the group who didn't think about that kind of thing. What he was thinking about now was what happened to Du Ruoruo now, and whether he was in danger after being thrown into the dark place. Die like those lost in the Darklands...

Sistel was full of countless worries. He looked at the direction of the dark place worriedly, and prayed countless times in his heart, please don't worry, Du Ruoruo doesn't care what your identity is, but please take care of yourself Own.

(End of this chapter)