Real elves vs fake elves

The person involved will certainly not be unable to hold it back, but he or she will definitely not be very happy inside.

After all, there is some blood relationship. Are all the bastards in the Griffin family like this?

"You don't deserve to see him."

Nicholas clapped his hands as he spoke.

As he moved, four women who were much stronger than ordinary men walked out from behind him.

Wow! It turned out to be four big lesbians wearing very little cloth. Their lewd eyes, ugly smiles, and disgusting movements showed that they were the best among the lesbians.

"I know that you like little boys the most. I know that you like to treat those little boys in a way that is almost abusive. I know that you hate mature people in some ways... let alone mature women like this."

"And it is for you that I carefully selected these four top-quality items!"

"Their status in the Ji world is like that of Aenarion and Sigmar among the strong ones!"

"Each of them has their own strengths and unique skills. Their fighting spirit and patience are amazing. Their secret weapon, the big carrot, will give you unexpected surprises!"

The Griffin Princess looked at the scene in front of her that looked like hell and howled miserably: "Quack! No! No! You can't talk like that!"

It doesn't take thirty days at all.

In fact, less than thirty minutes had passed before the Griffin Princess had a mental breakdown. She simply told him everything she knew before she collapsed.

Looking at the intermittent words on the paper, Nicholas roughly pieced together the situation at that time in his mind.

In order to win over the Principality of the Falcon, Grand Duke Wordsworth of the Griffin decided to let his "brave" son sell his body. In fact, the two families were indeed trying to bring the young couple together, and everyone felt that this pair of beauties was a match made in heaven.

Except Francis.

The Falcon Princess is a princess, a real princess, the kind of princess whose princess syndrome even Francis can't stand.

When this pair of "beauties" were vacationing somewhere, they encountered a flash flood. Seeing the people and houses washed away by the flood, the Falcon Princess was overjoyed and clapped her hands in excitement. She was completely unaware that Francis, who was next to her, had an increasingly ugly face.

Finally, Francis, who couldn't bear it any longer, chose to rescue people directly, completely ignoring the loud abuse and curses from the Falcon Princess behind him. The brave man extended a helping hand to those people without hesitation.

At that time, his mother's mission, his "lover", and grand ideals were all thrown behind his mind. Francis knew that he was a brave man, and a brave man should do what a brave man should do.

Seeing Francis abandoning her, the daughter of the Falcon family burst into tears.

With incredible jealousy, her jealous eyes seemed to be about to spit out flames, and the object of her jealousy was those lowly untouchables.

This damn idiot actually abandoned himself for these untouchables!

It's indescribable! How can this be possible!

Among the guards on vacation, the Griffin Princess, who saw all this, quietly gave the Falcon Princess an idea, an idea that the daughter of a falcon family could never come up with on her own.

Therefore, Francis, who rescued the people from the flood, discovered in despair and sorrow that the guards of the Falcon Principality were actually driving the rescued people back into the water. Under the pressure of spears and swords, these poor people were forced back into despair again, and the purpose of these guards was obviously not limited to this.

They began to corner Francis, using spears to prevent him from coming ashore.

In fact, in the eyes of the Falcon Princess and her guards, this kind of situation is obviously unable to trap the omnipotent hero. This action is nothing more than a joke plus a profound lesson.

But at this moment Francis' condition was worse than ever. His body was on the verge of collapse due to long-term overdrawn use of the power of Dragon Roar. The guards' coercive actions were undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Finally, when the guards and the Falcon Princess finally realized something was wrong, Francis' body had completely disappeared in the turbulent river.

The so-called brave man died like a joke, and after his death, even his body could not be found.

………………

Nicholas crumpled the paper in his hand and took a deep breath.

Both the Griffin and the Falcon should be destroyed, and not a single member of their family should survive.

Including Nicholas himself.

"Next, it will be the bull, and then the wolfhound. After I conquer all these principalities, it will be the death of the falcon and the griffin."

"I will kill them all! No one will be left alive!"

Behind Nicholas, Sophia showed an uncontrollable smile. She could clearly feel that the priceless soul in front of her was falling uncontrollably towards chaos.

Inside this seemingly calm body, there was only a trace of rationality left, which had been burned by hatred and anger. If he plucked it a little, the string would be completely broken. If this guy did something out of line because of his rage, the bastard with mental mysophobia named Aenarion would definitely abandon him.

At that time, this perfect soul will belong completely to you!

Thinking of this, Sophia's body began to tremble and shake uncontrollably because of excitement.

…… at the same time……

In front of Aenarion and Tyri, the rotten dragon was refusing with a serious face.

"In principle, we dragons will only let the chosen ones ride on them. Not just any random person can ride on them."

As he spoke, the rotten dragon stretched out his hand to stop Indrognir from hesitating.

"I'm a senior, don't say anything, just listen to me. It's not about your feelings, it's about how I feel."

Indragnir shut up immediately.

Turning his head and looking at Aenarion, before the Phoenix King could say anything, the rotten dragon's tone softened again.

"Of course, it's not impossible for you to let us transport this elf woman, but I still want to make a small request."

"Don't worry, this request is not a problem for you at all."

Chapter 131 This is the enemy’s trap!

Every race has its own glorious history, even the dragons at the top of the pyramid of this world are no exception.

It is obvious that Xiulong is proud of the "Thirty-three Dragon Council" of the Light Clan back then. This dragon council is not actually affiliated with the Light Clan. Its nature is more like the so-called "obeying orders but not announcements". Its status is equal to that of the many royal courts of the Light Clan, and its degree of freedom far exceeds that of the royal courts of the Light Clan.

It can basically be regarded as an alliance of the Light People, but the relationship between the two is still closer than an alliance.

Aenarion: "You wish to restore the Council of Thirty-Three?"

Xiu Long: "No, I want to create a dragon court."

With these words, everyone present was stunned. Except for Aenarion who remained expressionless, the expressions of everyone else were a little awkward.

Xiulong: "The nature of the alliance is no longer suitable for our relationship. Only a closer connection can adapt to the relationship in this new era."

"Since we are as close as brothers, why don't we become even more brotherly? Would adding a Dragon King Court be a better choice?"

"Of course, the Dragon Court will follow the lead of the Phoenix Court. Your fate is our fate."

Aenarion: "You have a lot of ideas."

So if Aenarion steps down, will the Dragon King, as a dragon, be able to strengthen his position as the leader of many elven royal courts?

If Aenarion were to stand completely from the elves' perspective, he would certainly not agree to this request. To the elves, such a request would be like inviting a wolf into the house. Although the connection between the two parties was close enough, the other party also had corresponding claims, and they were not even weak claims, but strong claims.

Aenarion: "You know my rules. If the Council of Five Hundred agrees to your request, then I will agree to your request as well."

However, although Aenarion fought for the elves, his position was slightly different from that of the elves.

He can't be considered this world.

sprites.

At the same time, Aenarion was complaining in his heart, well, in this world, the royal court related to elves and dragons is no longer about elves raising dragons, but dragons raising elves. From now on, the thing riding on the dragon will really be a pendant.

Of course, this is a good thing. If the dragon is in charge, there will definitely be no unfilial descendants who say to Miaoying, "I only communicate with dragons!" This kind of nonsense, forced dragon fetishism turns out that he can't even recognize such a big dragon. He is really just a Ye Gong who loves dragons but doesn't like fans.

Xiu Long was overjoyed when he heard this: "I've been waiting for you to say this. The loyalty of the giant dragon will definitely satisfy you."

After saying this, the buddy turned to look at Indragnir and said, "Send a message to your brothers and sisters. I also have communications from several dragons. After this is done, we will gather all the dragons we can as soon as possible. This is an unprecedented event for the dragon's own royal court."

There was a lot of excitement in his words, and Indrognir would naturally be happy about this matter, but he would never be as excited as he was.

Now that the requirements have been made, the plan must naturally be implemented. The two dragons and two elves set off on the spot and began to head towards the wild tyranny.

Aenarion rode on Indragnir's back. After all, the two were close. If the rotten dragon carried the Phoenix King, it would be very impolite for the dragon.

The rotten dragon was dragging Tai Li, not riding her, but holding the big elf girl in his claws...

With Xiulong's proud character, there are only one and a half people in the entire Phoenix Court that he can look up to, and Tai Li is not even half of them.

All I can say is that Zhan Sun is still Zhan Sun, nothing more.

The plan formulated by Aenarion was very simple. There were three cities in total where pillars of light emerged from the Savage Tyranny. At that time, the Rotten Dragon would lock one, Indragnir and Tyri would lock one, and he would lock one. The key was to allocate according to demand.

Although the method was not a smart one, stupid methods were often effective, and Aenarion felt that he did not need to do anything fancy in this regard.

Just as planned, the three cities each deployed their respective combat forces, and then the pillars of light that reached the sky disappeared one after another in the wild tyranny, as if the energy fluctuations in the past few days had never occurred. The reason why the wild god did these things was also unclear, as if he was simply venting his anger.

If it was really the God of Wilderness who did this, then he was indeed venting his anger. After all, his state of mind and IQ were basically the same as those of wild beasts. He was halfway through his education when he was interrupted by the Moon Goddess.

But this incident is obviously not that simple. Someone is using the God of Wilderness... and even the entire Phoenix Court to achieve his own goals.

At the same moment when the three pillars of light disappeared, the entire Savage Tyranny in the center of the Forest of Elves suddenly disappeared from the spot. In the center of the vast and ocean-like forest of Norda, a deep basin with nothing in it suddenly appeared, as if the entire Savage Tyranny was directly teleported to another world.

Of course, it was not only the barbaric tyranny that was teleported away, but also some other things.

For example, Aenarion, Tyrion, Indragnir and the Dead Dragon.

This was obviously an elaborate trap, the purpose of which was to exile the supreme king of the Phoenix Court.

After Aenarion's sudden disappearance, the Phoenix Court did not immediately fall into chaos or even civil strife, but anyone could see that undercurrents were gradually surging within the court.

Inside a luxurious villa in the center of Lothern, Mia was looking at a stack of documents in her hand. The more she looked, the more furrowed her brows became. When she found that Savage Tyranny had suddenly disappeared, she immediately realized that this was a trap, a trap aimed at Aenarion and even the entire Phoenix Court.

How could she tolerate these unexpected changes when she finally saw the dawn of the elves' rise?

Mia sent out her elite reconnaissance team to collect and analyze recent information, hoping to find possible traitors and to find out who was trying to cause trouble during Aenarion's absence.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Before Mia could refuse, after only three knocks, the door opened and a human female walked in.

She is Grand Duchess Wordsworth, the most noble woman in the Griffin Duchy.

Following behind this woman were two guys covered in armor. These strong armored men couldn't see their faces and bodies at all. They were like special Terminators, with materiality more than personality.

Mia stood up with her pupils constricted.

Wordsworth still had that grim expression, but he was speaking in greeting.

"Old friend, long time no see."

Mia spoke without hesitation: "Guards! Kill them!"

Chapter 132 This Painful Chain of Suspicion

Mia has done a lot of unclear things in the past, but now she obviously wants to "let go" and doesn't want to continue in such an unclear way.

Therefore, his attitude towards the queen in front of him is basically to kill her as soon as possible.

Mia actually had a guess in her mind as to why this woman suddenly appeared here. It was very likely that she was related to this incident. However, she was quite self-aware and had no intention of arresting her and interrogating her. Those things should be done by the Sword Master of the White Tower, and her men might not be able to defeat this woman.

asshole.

After all...what enables Wordsworth to perform so many incredible operations is the unimaginable energy and power behind him.

Wordsworth's various dictatorial behaviors showed that he didn't care about the life and death of his offspring. How could a person not care about his offspring? Unless she didn't need offspring to inherit her rule...

As Mia spoke, several elf warriors in white tights instantly appeared in the room and rushed towards the three people without hesitation.

And Wordsworth just stood there motionless, and the two armored men beside her quickly took all the attacks.

Although their agility was far from that of the elves, the two armored men blocked all attacks with their bodies regardless of the damage. Their armor was chopped into pieces by the sharp blades, revealing the inner part clearly.

That thing was not flesh and blood at all, but a glass-like substance emitting a silvery-white light.

Seeing this, Mia narrowed her eyes and a bad premonition came to her mind.

"Did your experiment...finally succeed?"

Wordsworth said nothing, but answered the other party's question with actions.

The old woman, who was getting younger and younger as she grew older, slowly lifted up her shirt, revealing the area where her heart was.

What appeared in Mia's eyes at this moment was not the body of a human female, but a piece of silvery-white transparent crystal-like substance. Inside, a heart that looked like a crystal product was rotating, giving this body unimaginable power and strength.

"Yes, I succeeded."

"Thank you for lending me money after all the merchants refused to lend me money."

"Thank you for your continued support for Star Technology. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Mia gritted her teeth and said, "So, this is how you repay the favor?"

While the two were talking, the battle between the elves and the crystal men was also continuing. However, the crystal men were transcendent beings made of mysterious power, and were far beyond the ability of the elves in the mortal world to resist.

The elf warriors were killed one by one on the spot and fell to the ground in front of Mia.

Wordsworth did not say anything to stop this phenomenon, and it was obvious that this was what she originally meant.