Real elves vs fake elves

Obviously, the black dragons, whose brains were mostly corroded, were unable to master this tactic. There must be a deep-born wizard who directed them to do so.

But the gap between Silver Moon Dragon and Shining Star Dragon is too big after all, not to mention that two Silver Moon Dragons can't even use Dragon Roar.

Indrognir easily dodged the sneak attack of dragon's breath and claws, then flapped his wings and turned around, without any intention of using dragon roar or dragon breath, as if he simply disdained to use such high-end combat skills. He just waved his claws and started close combat with the two Silver Moon Dragons.

Although it was one against two, the outcome of the battle was clear from the beginning. Whether in terms of combat skills or paper data, the two Silver Moon Dragons and Indragnir were clearly far apart. After fighting for less than half a minute, the two black dragons were covered with various deep scars from their claws that could be seen to the bone.

Although dragon scales are invulnerable to swords and spears, only dragon claws can tear dragon scales.

On the ground, several Deep Race mages were frowning as they watched the fierce battle taking place in the sky. Two of them had particularly deep frowns and their faces looked extremely bad, they could definitely be described as pale.

These two mages are the controllers of the two black dragons in the sky. Although they are fighting under the command of their masters, their safety is not very high. There is a mages lying on the ground next to several mages. When the youngest black dragon in the sky was killed, the unlucky guy fell to the ground with a howl, and immediately became in a state of life or death.

The miserable appearance of their companion put a lot of pressure on the two mages. They even had to force themselves to endure the pain that was transmitted simultaneously from the dragon.

I thought this was a lucrative job. After all, in their eyes, the black dragon was an absolutely powerful weapon that could do anything. Even the dwarves, who were strong, were not willing to fight a dragon head-on. Wouldn't they have to kill everyone in the world above?

But who would have thought that he was originally looking forward to showing off his power, but he was killed instantly as soon as he appeared.

How can there be such a thing? !

Dragons don’t want money?!

But no matter how hard they tried to top the account, the hardware gap was insurmountable. Not long after, a mage rolled her eyes and fell to the ground. As she lay there, a black dragon came straight to the ground.

"Don't just stand there!" The last wizard controlling the dragon finally got anxious, "Help us quickly! Two of the three dragons are gone. If all three black dragons are destroyed here, you will be punished by the society when you return. Can't you imagine it yourself?!"

"Never mind the immunity of dragon scales to magic. Now the way we can cause the most damage to a dragon is through magic!"

It seemed that the urgent voice finally worked, and the remaining nine Deepborn mages decided to try to attack the Shining Star Dragon. While attacking, the mages were thinking quickly. They knew that the society would punish them, and they knew that the punishment was inevitable. When two of the three dragons were blasted down, it was already certain that they would be punished.

He has learned from those damn petty minds that studying spells and delving into taboos may not be particularly impressive, but his ability to pass the buck has definitely become perfect.

Just when these cunning mages were considering how much effort they should put in, a very pleasant voice reached their ears.

"Since the punishment is inevitable, how about going somewhere else?"

"Phoenix Royal Court White Tower Academy offers excellent treatment, including food and accommodation, sufficient research funding, no internal office struggles, and a variety of apprentices for you to choose from. The only thing you need to do is to convert. What are you waiting for with such generous treatment?"

"For you, there is no such thing as loyalty."

The one who spoke was naturally Nellos. This sister rushed to this place with the dragon. Indrognir was responsible for dealing with those large units, and Nellos was responsible for dealing with the group of small mages.

Just with this simple sentence, several mages began to hesitate. After all, as a Deepborn who knew the Deepborn best, Nellos knew exactly what these guys wanted and knew what words to use to tickle their feelings.

The dragon-controlling mage also saw the mages' hesitation. She couldn't help but become anxious seeing this scene. The black dragon she controlled in the sky was being killed, which made her tremble with anxiety all over.

"You...you can't do this, we are dear friends, brothers and sisters!"

But obviously, these weak words of begging for mercy had a completely counterproductive effect.

Seeing that the senior sister who once showed off her power above his head now looked as pitiful as a dog, a certain magician suddenly laughed wildly.

"You said we can't do this? I just want to tell you..."

"Absolutely. It's easy!"

In a frenzy, the wizard pulled out a ritual dagger and stabbed it directly into the dragon controller's waist. The severe pain caused serious problems with the dragon controller's mind control spell. In contrast, the black dragon in the sky stopped moving for a moment, and Indrognir seized the opportunity and chopped off most of its head with one claw.

"what!!!"

Amidst the howling sounds, the dragon-controlling mage seemed to have half of his head chopped off. He fell to the ground, covering his head with his hands, looking as if he was about to die.

Such a sudden change also shocked the other mages. They watched the mage holding the ritual dagger with fear in their hearts.

And regret.

Why didn’t we think of this way to please our future master?

Now, this bastard has taken all the limelight. I'm afraid I'll be overshadowed by him in the future.

Faced with this sudden change, Nellos still had a smile on her face and was not surprised at all. She knew clearly what kind of people the Shen people were, and she knew even more clearly that no matter what they did, it was not worth being surprised.

To deal with this group of guys, you can only use interests as a bond. Loyalty, friendship and the like are all illusions that don't need to be taken into account by these bastards.

"Well done. Now tie up these three bastards and I will take you to Lord Aenarion."

To deal with this kind of guy, the exchange of interests is naturally the most effective way to bind him. However, this kind of alliance is not stable. After all, an alliance formed because of interests will also fall apart because of interests. But Nellos is not worried about this. She still has some understanding and experience of the weird brainwashing skills of the Phoenix Temple.

For example, she herself, now she actually wants to give some allowance to her students. Just tell me, is the brainwashing skills of the Phoenix Temple terrifying?

After hearing Nelos's order, several mages quickly agreed and hurriedly tied up the three senior mages. Then they followed Nelos happily, acting like servants.

They also knew who Neros was. After all, he was the only one in the Deep Diving School and was considered quite a celebrity among the Deep Diving people. If one was lucky enough to be associated with such a person, then their future would surely be extremely bright.

Since the goal of the mages has always been to gain a chance to survive on earth, wouldn't surrendering to the Phoenix Court also allow them to gain the right to live on earth?

The logic is flawless and perfect.

The tasks of the surface mages were basically over, but in the sky the two giant dragons were still in a state of confrontation.

The same huge body, the same domineering, the same extraordinary strength.

Once the two Yaoxing Dragons start fighting, it will definitely cause various irreversible impacts on the surrounding environment. It is highly likely that the area within a radius of 100 kilometers will become an uninhabited area that is completely unsuitable for survival.

This is also the reason why Indrognir is still confronting the other party. He does not want to turn this place into a deadly place where lives are destroyed.

Xiulong: "Are you worried that our fight will turn this place into a deadly place?"

"Indeed, it is 100 percent certain."

"That's probably why you didn't use dragon roar or dragon breath just now, and only used physical combat to kill those three pieces of trash."

"But unfortunately, these are things you need to consider, not me!"

After a long roar, the Rotten Dragon rushed towards Indragnir at an astonishing speed. The sky and the earth changed color with gusts of wind. Without using the "Whirlwind Sprint", the brute force of the flesh alone made the Rotten Dragon's charging speed not much slower than that of Indragnir, which was blessed by the dragon's roar before.

Extremely horrifying!

Chapter 24 Victory is at hand

The terrifying dragons collided, bit, and fought each other with the force of thunder and amazing power.

With such a huge body and terrifying strength, even the simplest of movements by them can create terrifying scenes like a natural disaster.

Although the rotten dragon said vicious things, it had no intention of using dragon breath or dragon roar, and just accompanied the opponent to kill each other claw by claw, letting the broken scales fly everywhere, and the dragon's blood scattered on the ground like raindrops.

“It was fun.”

Nelos looked at the two dragons in the sky engaged in a state of passionate competition and couldn't help but sigh.

After all, for a dragon, this level of fighting is still far from being "serious".

As for the black dragon that was killed, it can only be said to be a degraded species that had been abandoned for the future. It can even be regarded as not a giant dragon. It is normal for it to be killed three at once in a short period of time.

"Don't dwell on those useless things. The outcome was actually decided when Aenarion arrived here."

After greeting a few people behind him, Nelos waved his hand, and dazzling light flashed under the feet of a group of mages at the same time.

Without the need for chanting or setting up formations, Nelos easily performed the mass teleportation spell with just a wave of his hand.

Such magical attainments made the faces of the mages behind him change frequently.

This bastard is too strong. Although according to rumors, this bastard is already very strong, and even makes people feel that there are a lot of exaggerations, but in fact it seems that he is much stronger than the rumors!

How desperate is it to fight against such a monster?

At the same time, the mages also understood why the bigwigs in the society wanted to expel this woman from the Shenyi family. Once this monster grew up, no one would be able to control it. The bigwigs who wanted to protect their own interests would inevitably stop this woman from continuing to grow. If it were this group of young mages, they would do the same thing without hesitation.

The light flashed for only a moment, and in just a blink of an eye, the scene before the mages' eyes changed drastically, as if two completely different scenes were intertwined and then became clear. For Neros, crossing the barriers of space and time was just a matter of seconds.

"That's basically it. You can do whatever you want with them.

. "

By the time the mages reacted, Nelos had already told Aenarion about the situation. Seeing this scene, even the dullest person could figure out what had happened.

That damn Neros fooled their sense of time. Although it felt like they arrived here in an instant, the bastard Neros actually arrived here first and talked a lot with Aenarion.

This feeling of being at the mercy of others made the mages extremely unhappy, and the more unhappy they were about these things, the more sincere and friendly the expressions on their faces became.

"Since they are mages, the arrangements for the relevant work will be left to you. I will simply control their personnel transfers."

"Also, they have just joined the church. It is a must for them to go to the Phoenix Temple every day for baptism in the first three months. Even after three months, weekly worship is indispensable. These are my requirements for now."

Aenarion glanced at the mages and seemed to have little interest.

"Terry, take your people to Val Iron City for rescue. Nellos, go fight the Corrupted High Priestess. Both the Deepborn and the Wildborn are like meat on the chopping board in the absence of mages. They can only be manipulated by us."

"As long as there are no fatal mistakes, this war will inevitably end with our victory."

"Now I have to do something more important. After all, it doesn't matter whether I participate in the next battle or not."

There wasn't even anyone on the opposite side who could match Aenarion, and Aenarion wasn't the type of person who had the ability to cause large-scale destruction. At this moment, his presence on the battlefield was more of a morale-boosting role.

In a large-scale battle of this scale, such a small morale bonus is almost dispensable.

Terry and Nellos took the order and left. The elven army was not far away from Val Iron City. It would take less than half a day for this fresh force to enter the battlefield and crush all enemies into pieces.

The elves were in high spirits, as if victory was just around the corner.

………………

Meisfield looked up at the sky, and the victory that was so close at hand seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

Victory was once so close to me, as if I could easily get it with just a stretch of my hand. I only needed to add a little more weight to the scale, and victory would naturally slide to me.

But all this was just an illusion. Not to mention adding weights to one end of the scale, I had already put all my belongings on it, but the fruits of victory showed no sign of sliding down. Instead, they seemed to have taken root and became increasingly firm.

The sharp sound of breaking air tore through the sky once again. Looking up at the sky with an almost numb look, the rain of arrows from the elves seemed to cover the sky, making the eternal scorching sun seem to dim.

This kind of sound has occurred here several times. Each time the sound of breaking through the air is accompanied by the death of a large number of monsters and underground creatures. Although these arrows cover the sky and the sun, they can still hit their targets with incredible accuracy, and almost every arrow hits the target and takes the life of one soldier after another.

Now, the underground creatures have all hidden behind the bunkers, not even daring to raise their heads. Even the reckless and foolish monsters are like this, as ignorant as they are, they are unwilling to waste their lives like this.

“Damn… bastard!”

Meisfield's numb eyes gradually became lively, and after regaining some rationality, he began to tremble with anger.

The elves of the Phoenix King's Court only have three weapons to fight with, but even with these three weapons, not everyone is qualified to be able to withstand them.

The first thing is that as soon as you meet them, there will be several rounds of overwhelming rain of arrows, which is enough to shoot down a bunch of poor guys with low morale and poor equipment.

"Release all the monsters and behemoths! Release all those who can fight!"

"Everyone follow me and charge at those damn Moonborn!"

"This is our last chance! We will die if we fail!"

With bloodshot eyes, Meisfield looked like he was drunk. Because a bunch of souls were stitched together in his body, this guy's temperament would change erratically. His brain, which was not very smart to begin with, would become out of service. This kind of thing would be fatal if it happened at a critical moment.

Because Meisfield was the supreme commander here, no one dared to disobey his orders, and several of his subordinates hurriedly took the orders and went down.

Soon, there was a great uproar in the barracks of the Huangyi army. It was obvious that this order caused great controversy. But these disputes were soon settled. Although it was a bit difficult, after preparing for a while, the last batch of the most capable soldiers in this Huangyi army were gathered together.

Various wendigos, various monsters in the forest, various oathbreakers dressed in primitive clothes, and even a small number of crow witches. This team of about 200 people is more terrifying and terrible than a legion of 2000 or even monsters!

Inside the temporary command center, Meisfield's crazy emotions had long since calmed down, and this bastard immediately began to regret after regaining his composure. It can only be said that being too excited is really scary, causing a person who values ​​life so much to start doing such reckless things.

At this moment, Meisfield's adjutant walked into the tent. He looked at

How could the adjutant, who had been working with his commander for a long time, not see that Meisfield had begun to regret it?

But there is no point in regretting. Everyone has gathered outside. If you regret it, will your reputation still be there? Wouldn't the image you have worked so hard to establish be ruined?

The adjutant could think of these things, and as the person involved, Meisfield naturally knew them clearly. He looked at his adjutant with a conflicted look on his face. The mind of this former playboy was racing, and all the wisdom of many years had been dug out, but he just didn't know how to face the situation before him.

At this moment, a hunchbacked and ugly old witch came into the tent. Her dark eyes first glanced at Meisfield, and then glanced at the adjutant standing beside him.

Seeing the high priestess of Corruption in front of him, Meisfield swallowed and was about to say something, but he didn't expect the old witch to speak first.

"Damn you bastard, because of the mess you made, I have to cut your tattered soul apart again."

"Come back with me now, and we will put you under house arrest. Anyway, with this war, the prophecy has basically been fulfilled by you. We have successfully expanded our territory, so we can call it a victory."

"All the conditions have been met. The next thing is the most critical. No mistakes can be made."

These words left Meisfield confused. He stared blankly at the old witch in front of him. It took him a long time to react, and when he finally reacted, he was furious.

"Assholes! Why do I feel like you're taking advantage of me?!"

"Explain it to me now!"

The Corrupted High Priestess obviously had no intention of explaining. She stretched out her long staff and pointed it at Meisfield, and the playboy fainted without any resistance.

Seeing the other party fall, the old witch took out a ritual knife and slowly walked towards the elf. Halfway through, as if she thought of something, the old witch turned her head to look at the adjutant who wanted to sneak away, revealing a terrifying smile.

"You can't go."