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An elegant and beautiful figure emerged from the crack.

"Sink...Teacher?"

Jibril suddenly exclaimed in shock.

Upon hearing this, the elven woman looked up.

Equally shocked, he exclaimed, "Xiao Ji?"

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"???"

Azriel, who was initially wary of the suddenly appearing elf, was taken aback when she heard the way the other person addressed Jibril.

Do they know each other?

and many more!

Azriel suddenly remembered that in Jibril's dream, her teacher was an elf named Sinkenilbalen.

In addition, the way the two addressed each other seemed both familiar and unfamiliar.

That matches perfectly!

Azriel quickly analyzed all the information.

The following three conclusions can be drawn.

Firstly, Xiao Ji betrayed the Skywing race's profession and colluded with the Elf race.

Azriel was the first to refute this conclusion.

She didn't believe Xiao Ji had betrayed them.

Secondly, Xiao Ji and this elf coincidentally had the same dream.

This conclusion is theoretically possible.

But the probability is as small as that of Lord Artesius's death.

Therefore, she did not believe this conclusion.

Thirdly: Someone is secretly plotting, and Xiao Ji and this Xin Ke have become pawns on the chessboard.

They came here because the game orchestrated by the mastermind behind the scenes was beginning to unfold.

The third conclusion is that Azriel believes it is the most likely.

Squint your eyes.

She wanted to see who was behind all of this.

"You had that dream too?"

"You also came here following that voice?"

Jibril and Sink looked at each other in bewilderment.

It seems so.

What is going on here?

At this time.

The villagers gathered under Rick's leadership.

When they saw the three of them, their expressions changed drastically, revealing a look of horror.

"Skywing race... Elf race... It's over!"

Everyone's face turned ashen.

Whether they are winged or elf, either one is enough to slaughter them all.

Rick clenched his fists, his face grim.

Does humanity truly have no future?

Rick, take your men and disperse. I found them; don't worry.

""

The sudden sound surprised everyone.

Rick was deeply shaken, and a new hope rose in his eyes.

It remains unclear!

He listened as Wei Ming and the anxious crowd departed.

Jibril and Sink felt a surge of emotion upon hearing this voice.

A familiar voice…a voice I heard in my dreams!

"Did you show up?"

Azriel was extremely vigilant.

The mastermind she suspected had finally appeared.

Come on, here.

Under unclear guidance.

The three of them arrived in front of a house.

Looks very ordinary.

Sink and Jibril walked in together.

Azriel intends to follow.

"Well!"

It felt like hitting an invisible wall.

"?"

Sink and Jibril turned around when they heard the noise.

Azriel was seen touching the air, looking completely bewildered.

“Azriel, what’s wrong?” Jibril asked.

"..."

Azriel frowned: "I can't get in. There are completely undetectable restrictions here."

She tried to use magic to break the spell, but couldn't come up with any solution.

"how is this possible?"

Sink exclaimed in surprise.

She is a practitioner of the Eightfold Arts and is known as the Flower Crown Lady.

He is exceptionally skilled in magical techniques and is a genius sorcerer unmatched by anyone.

However, there was no magical restriction visible in front of him.

"..."

Azriel also felt that it shouldn't be like this.

But she was indeed blocked out by something invisible.

【Heh, Azriel of the Skywing race, you don't seem to be the person I invited.】

The unidentified voice appeared again.

"So it really was you behind this. What exactly did you do?"

Azriel dropped her pretense and threatened sharply, "If you dare to lay a finger on the Winged Race, the consequences will be more than you can bear."

It seems that being used to being high and mighty has made you forget how to respect others.

【Azriel, from this day forward you will pledge your allegiance to me. As for Artsh, you intend to lead the Winged Ones to personally kill her, right?】

"Correct."

Azriel blurted it out.

Her expression changed drastically after she said it.

Jibril was no exception.

"What...did I just say?"

Azriel couldn't believe her own words; the faith she held in her heart, which seemed to be devoted to Lord Artesius, was fading away.