Real elves vs fake elves

"This little bead may make you feel better, but its effectiveness is definitely limited in time and it cannot completely eliminate your pain."

"How about this, let's meet somewhere, my dear teacher?"

"I am personally very happy to help you solve your problem. Don't doubt it. This is just my sincere filial piety as a disciple."

"By the way, you must remember to bring that..."

"The Heart of the Supreme Sacred Tree."

The little demon performed very vividly, imitating Ivy's damn expression to a degree of 10 or even 90%.

After saying the last words, the little demon chuckled and looked at the woman in front of him with ill intent.

The woman named Nellos.

Now this woman looked haggard, and it seemed that she was breathing out more than breathing in. I was afraid that she would die at any time. Now this girl was sitting on a chair, looking like she couldn't even stand up, as if anyone could bully her.

What bad intentions could a little demon have?

The little demon just wanted to steal a few good things from the magician and torture the unfortunate guy in every possible way.

For example, cutting off half of her face so that she can always recall her past appearance, but can always see her current ugliness...

It loves doing this kind of thing to beautiful women the most!

A magician who has been drained of all his magic power and life essence, isn't he just a fish that can be slaughtered at will?

With a weird and strange smile, the little demon walked towards Nelos step by step. However, before it took a few steps, a deep, powerful and righteous voice suddenly appeared behind it.

"Is this what is called a inferior demon?"

"How ugly."

Chapter 84: Conspiracy is the habit of the elves buried in their bones

Aenarion sharply commented on the appearance of the inferior demons, apparently opposing diverse aesthetics.

With just these few words, the inferior demon almost jumped up, as if he had met his natural enemy. He had no thought of resisting at all. At this moment, the only thought of this little monster was to escape.

Try your best to escape!

A ring-shaped flaming portal appeared under its feet, and after a strange cry, this thing wanted to escape. The portal spell possessed by the demon creature allowed it to travel freely between the two worlds.

But obviously, it was overthinking.

How could a prey targeted by its natural enemy escape so easily?

A powerful big hand grabbed the neck of the thing, and then with an effort, the thing was crushed in mid-air and instantly turned into a ball of magic and disappeared between heaven and earth.

There are no such things as corpses in the demon world. As the bottom of the demon world's food chain, the angry demon is an inferior monster made up of various magic fragments, and the inferior demon is the embodiment of those magic fragments...

Lesser demons are an example of something that has strong abilities but very poor combat power.

Shaking his hands, Aenarion looked at Nairos indifferently.

"It seems your apprentice hates you very much."

"Also, your apprentice was able to enslave demons. It seems she did something extraordinary."

Nellos was silent for a moment, then he said coldly: "What do you think is the most famous aspect of us Deep Races?"

Aenarion: "..."

Black? White? Fierce? Courting death? Living underground? Being beaten like a dog by dwarves?

There were so many things to be famous for that Aenarion had no idea which one he was referring to.

Seeing Aenarion's tough man in deep thought, Nelos basically guessed what he was thinking.

The corner of his mouth twitched: "It's a study of taboos."

Aenarion seemed to be enlightened.

In-depth research into taboos was considered by Aenarion to be "suicidal".

Neros: "Because of our research on taboos, we, the Deepborn, are one of the few races in this world that can summon the Demon Lord without paying any price."

What this means is that a Deep Clan magician doesn't have to pay any price to summon the Demon Lord, so letting a mere inferior demon deliver a letter is out of the question.

Aenarion let out a "tsk" and looked at the other person for a few more times before shaking his head. He even felt a little admiration for the woman in front of him.

"I asked you to find a way to make yourself a little more miserable, but I didn't expect you to be so cruel."

"You look like you're not far from death."

Neros had no expression on his face, thinking that the other party was praising him: "Without specific parameters, I have no way of knowing what kind of physical changes will occur after being parasitized by the Dragon Heart Staff, so I can only make the physical data extreme to deceive Ivy."

Aenarion turned his head and looked at an unknown location in the air. "I understand. Find me all the data and specific parameters of the parasitic demons that have appeared in the world in the past thousand years."

In one sentence, Da Mingbai started to curse: "I know, bastard! You dragged that idiot here to work overtime before he even finished his apprenticeship!"

"Seiko Intelligent doesn't need overtime pay, asshole!"

"Intelligent lives are lives too, asshole!"

Da Mingbai's personality is really vicious. She wants to scold anyone she wants, and it seems that nothing matters to her.

"I know what you're going to ask! 476 years ago, a parasitic demon was summoned to this world and caused chaos for a while, then suddenly disappeared! Now it seems that this guy is the biggest suspect!"

"But I have to remind you, a mere parasitic demon, sealed with a dragon's heart? You'd better reconsider your thoughts!"

"The Dragon Heart is a special thing that can seal the evil god!"

Completely ignoring Da Mingbai's words, Aenarion carefully examined the files he had transferred. After pondering for a moment, he looked up again.

"Where are the turkey and the worm sister? Are they here yet?"

In one sentence, Da Mingbai became even angrier.

"How dare you disrespect the supreme! great! unrivaled! ever grand! great! gigantic! Phoenix God?!"

"Mortal! You really don't know your place!"

For some reason, this idiot became a die-hard fan of Asu Yan the moment he saw her. This guy dared to scold anyone but dared not disrespect Asu Yan.

"Ohhhhhhhh, it's okay, Almighty, it's okay, not all mortals can understand my greatness, ohhhhhhhh."

By the sound, you know that the turkey is coming.

Nellos had chosen to leave long before Aenarion and the Great Master were communicating. As an outstanding wizard, she naturally knew the ins and outs of this "omnipotence", but for some reason, she didn't want to have much contact with this thing, and could even be said to be avoiding it.

Two things suddenly appeared at the door. To be specific, they were two things that looked like one thing.

The main reason is that the turkey is too small, about the same size as a long-tailed tit, fat and very cute.

In addition to the turkey, the human-like creature is the former Sister Worm, now Sister Phoenix.

That’s right, Shan has fallen.

To be honest, Aenarion really despised this guy. He just wanted to kill him. This bastard had done so many evil things. Killing him would be a bargain.

However, Turkey mentioned that she wanted a real God-chosen sample for research, so the Worm Sister was saved by Him.

Finally, after who knows what kind of research and creation, this sister has become the holy and painful girl she is today. She always has a peaceful smile on her face, looks kind to everyone, and does good deeds to help others all day long. If she doesn't dare to do good deeds one day, she may even have withdrawal reactions.

It's a real withdrawal reaction, not an adjective, the kind of withdrawal reaction that makes you lie on the ground sobbing and foaming.

All in all, seeing how miserable this "Phoenix Sister" is now, Aenarion actually feels that it's not impossible, but he also feels that even if she is like this, she can't atone for her sins in the past, which is quite contradictory...

"I need information about these demons." As he spoke, Aenarion handed Sister Phoenix a piece of paper that detailed several types of demons that needed to be known. "The more detailed, the better."

"By the way, Chicken, do you still remember what I told you before?"

Turkey was stunned at first when he heard this, and then he became very excited, with his eyes shining.

This was the first time that Aenarion had plotted to involve him, which made him extremely excited, and his whole body was aroused.

"No problem, absolutely! No problem at all!"

Chapter 85: The big sister who smiles and swings her mace at people is the best!

The raging flames shot up into the sky, contrasting with the blood-red sky. This place was as red as purgatory, a doomsday scene that did not belong to the human world at all.

The terrifying flames never went out, like a tall city wall with a gap in the middle.

A pass between the mountains of Foshan.

This is Lava Pass.

This place certainly wasn't once called this, but its original name is obviously no longer important.

The slave-catching teams had naturally been through many battles and seen a lot, so this place was like their very own doorstep. Such a wonderful sight even made them want to sleep.

But the others were different. In the eyes of the slave-catching team, these guys were like country bumpkins, looking ignorant and unlucky.

"This is where the souls of 20 warriors are buried."

Looking at the scene in front of her, Ivy's eyes flashed with a light called "ambition". In her eyes, the once mighty and majestic and unparalleled terrifying army seemed to appear before her again.

Judging from their love of using slave soldiers alone, the Shen Clan has inherited the Guang Clan very well.

"Notify everyone to set up camp on the spot. Astonishing wealth is waiting for them. Let them think carefully. One elf can provide them with food and drink for the rest of their lives, and in the entire Elf Forest, there is no army that can stop an army of 20,000!"

"For the golden shield, let them give it their all!"

Ivy is not really an idiot. She knows how to motivate this group of scum, knows what they want most, and knows how to make them fight for their lives with all their might.

The only reason she didn't like to do this before was because she looked down on these scumbags.

The camp of 20,000 people occupied a vast area. In addition to a few tents that seemed to be scattered, most of the soldiers slept on the ground with the sky as blankets and the ground as beds. There were almost no patrolling soldiers outside the long camp. The only two who set up camp and patrolled at night according to the marching regulations were the slave raiders and the mercenaries.

It's a perfect target for a night attack!

"It's a perfect target for a night raid!"

Aenarion looked at the sprawling camp and made an immediate conclusion.

This position is so hot that I would feel uncomfortable if I didn't touch it.

Tyri stood beside Aenarion, her eyes sharp.

"Sir, is it still the three-piece suit?"

Flash bombs, rain of arrows, and array push forward.

Aenarion basically uses these three pieces of equipment when he attacks, and he is always successful. Even so far, his enemies have not come up with a countermeasure for this tactic.

Before the Americans left North Korea, all they thought of was to snatch the things back during the day. But they still couldn't defeat this group of people during the day, so there was no solution.

"Notify all soldiers to rest on the spot and begin the battle at dawn."

The night in Lava Pass was not quiet. The flames that never went out crackled and burned. The land eroded by the flames had long since run out of things to burn, but the flames still burned. It was unknown whether it was Sigmar's last mercy or whether the flames were originally unable to expand. In short, the amazing flames would not spread outward, but would burn forever on that piece of land.

Buried beneath this astonishing purgatory of flames are the slave soldiers who were once brave and warlike.

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"My Master, my beloved Master, I never thought we would meet again."

Ivy stood in front of a huge and luxurious carriage, smiling.

"Even though your magic power and energy were drained, I didn't expect you to still be able to crush that inferior demon to death... It's no surprise. As great as you are, it's impossible for you to be humiliated by that little monster."

"Let me guess what you look like now? That demon is a parasitic demon. I guess you are in a parasitic state now?"

"No, judging from the fact that all your magic power has been drained, the parasitism should have been completed."

"There is such a huge gap between you and me now, but you don't show any panic at all? It seems that even a great person like you still has the energy to make backup plans."

After talking to himself for a while, Nellos in the carriage finally made a move.

"You...traitor!"

"I have treated you well, at least you have been able to live safely until now, why did you do such a thing!"

Obviously, this was what Nellos really thought, and it was also something that had always bothered her.

After hearing these words, Ivy actually started laughing, and then laughed louder and louder, until he was bent forward and backward and laughed out loud.

"It's true...it's true...Master, you really don't look like a Shen clan at all!"

"Betrayal is in our bones, conspiracy and cruelty make up our muscles. Since the day we joined the Faceless Men, the Deepborn have been the most sinister, cunning and cruel race in the world!"

"Your biggest mistake is that you still have unrealistic fantasies about our hopeless race! You have inexplicable expectations for a race that has been completely polluted by the evil god!"

"Do you think that if you treat others well, they will treat you well?"

"Do you think that by accepting a disciple and then doing your best to teach and help her, you can break the status quo of the master-disciple hierarchy of the Shen Clan?"