The Black Scepter

> "I don't understand what you want, so I won't tell you what Arantis has."

Patriarch Fells is still a faithful look to Cremand. Even if Murphys did not blow him into pieces and even directly destroyed the Brest family, he would not be grateful to Dade for this.

Illusion of the enemy's benevolence is always a manifestation of the immaturity of the young man, so even if Murphy shows his friendliness, he is still very hostile.

The blood and humans never have a clear boundary, use each other, and betray each other. "History of Marcus Blood Line" only depicts the tip of the iceberg for those dark records. For thousands of years, this relationship of enemy and friend has been To the point where no one can say clearly.

"The Clement Family? I am not interested in them, nor will I interfere with your mission. As I said, Arantis still has your own sovereignty except for the castle under your feet. I will requisition other places. , Now I’m asking a question that you can refuse to answer, maybe you misinterpret some of the meaning."

Murphy sat quietly on the cold stone chair.

"I solemnly ask again: What resources can Arantis provide for my territory and the army?"

Phils did not immediately answer this question.

Speaking of that, before and after he became the head of the family, the Brest family has always been in an awkward position-although the life span of the blood family is almost unlimited, but as a "predator" in the dark, it is not every time that the elves meet It all ended in victory.

Ranger elves as powerful as Krenze have more than five blood clan dead in his hands, and the total blood clan deaths of other excellent night elf hunters add up to more than twenty people.

Compared with the number of casualties in a war, this number is not much, but for the Brest family with no more than 300 people, this is an irreparable loss.

The so-called stalemate is nothing more than that. If the stalemate continues for hundreds of years, it is estimated that the night elves and the Brest family will completely disappear in this underground world-whenever they think of this, Phils can't help but feel desolate.

"What do you want is strategic resources? I think the things on the surface are already in front of you."

Phils replied after a long silence, his tone was low, and his expression was a bit sad-"The vast land can provide you with extra territory. For humans, there are many edible crops. This is also the elf can only come to the first world. The reason for searching for food, the wood of the edge of the woodland, and the iron cave in the cave at the westernmost end of the castle, there is a considerable amount of mineral deposits, but it has been abandoned after the Clemens family left."

He paused, raised his head and said: "I will not provide any information about the Clemens and the castle behind me."

"No need to emphasize it with me."

Murphy waved his hand and looked around: "There is no earthquake now?"

This is a new discovery after he came here. It was not a coincidence that the violent vibration that happened here every once in a while never happened again.

Faced with this question, Fells answered with silence.

"Well, then I won't continue to ask," Murphys was very interesting. "Your food is blood, and the source is from night elves?"

Phils nodded and added: "Occasionally, it's an animal."

It seems that their situation is not so much more difficult than that of the Meeks family, and can only be described as "miserable"-no wonder that the collective strength of more than two hundred blood races is moderately low, and the lack of food resources is the biggest reason hindering their promotion.

"Well, I have an idea," Murphy pointed to the top of his head. "For Balice, who is about to go to war, the use of blood to irrigate the land does not seem to be more appropriate than giving it to you."

"Especially the blood of those fanatics."

"Holy See?"

Phils stood up in shock at the news-even after hundreds of years have passed, he still can't get out of the shadow of the Holy See.

Why did the Clements move from the huge underground city and went into exile in the sacred Gabriel? In the final analysis, it was because the Holy See had gone round like crazy, and all the arrested blood races were executed under the sun. This is not the end of the family that Phils wants to see.

"You want to involve us?"

He questioned Murphy, even if the strengths were very different, but as the patriarch, this was his responsibility when the disaster was likely to come.

"It's good to involve you in? The Holy See wouldn't want to tear me to pieces, rest assured that their hatred for me is far greater than a blood family that has long been forgotten by history," Murphy shrugged. "I understand you Hostile to me, but can’t you think too extreme about everything? I am seeking cooperation, not seeking various ways to get rid of you. You think that the destruction of the Brest family requires me to put you in front of the Holy See. ?"

"The truth is here. Put me and you in front of the army of the Holy See at the same time. They don't even have extra eyes when they pass by you, but for me-or the scepter in my hand, they even You can kill each other. The Holy See? It’s not the Holy See you already knew."

The conversation fell into silence, Phils stood there for a long time and finally sat back in his chair, whispering: "Please forgive my recklessness. Indeed, most of the descendants of the Brest family are caught in the lack of food Sleeping, fresh blood is our most desired resource, but I want to know what it costs."

The two finally returned to the negotiating table, but Murphys clearly always took the initiative.

"Two things," Murphy whispered with two fingers, "Tell me what you know about "History", and meanwhile "guide the way" for my pioneering team."

Why do blood races establish a base camp here? How many secrets still exist here? Why did the Clements leave? These things are not only related to the dark city of Arantis, but also related to the series of events such as the scepter of Sulfuras and Yizuer and even Ashkandi and Irindal.

"Guide the way? I won't take you to some places."

"I have reiterated many times that I have no interest in touching your bottom line." Murphy shrugged helplessly and sighed: "Now I have shown my sincerity, so what about you?"

It seems that Murphy is completely in a passive position in negotiations, and he seems to be "seeking cooperation" from beginning to end, but in fact, Phils can feel the invisible oppression-he has no way to refuse this "cooperation" "Because the consequences are unbearable.

Under the premise of keeping the Creman family secrets, he certainly wants his people to live better. To be honest, the Brest blood clan who seems to oppress the night elves is actually the same as the night elves. The choices faced by the patriarch and Krenze are almost the same.

"Follow me."

In the end, Phils still chose to compromise. He stepped out of the stone chamber and motioned to Murphy to keep up with him.

Brest’s castle is dark and completely oppressive. Perhaps the light has never shone through here for centuries. The oncoming wind seems bitter in this cold underground. The phoenix wood magic wand illuminates the surroundings, and with the advancing steps, the decoration in the field of vision gradually changes from the original decorative oil painting and rusted armor to a thick blue mossy bluestone wall.

All the way down.

"Blood is food for us, but it does not mean that it is the only motivation for us to survive."

Phils stood in front of a rusty iron door, hesitated slightly, and finally made up his mind and reached out.

There were harsh metal friction sounds, and there were several figures in the cage where the wand light pointed.

"To endure hunger is to make the mind more aware of its mission, so even food will always be our second."

Phils pointed to the row of night elves in front of him. The cage was clearly "food" in Phils' mouth. There were seven female elves. Although they were ragged, they were not bad. Those elves you see in the second world are better.

"This is the last food reserve of the Fells family. I release them unconditionally. This is my sincerity."

Firth’s double pupils shone with dark red light, staring closely at Murphys, “Brest is already a victim of power dumping. I don’t want to ask for your kindness, but I will keep my promise, as I guard the gram. Lehman family."

"I have a question. Won't you turn them into vampires? Then they can help you find the place where night elves live."

This is a question that is easy to think of~www.wuxiaspot.com~Morpheus said it at the moment, and it was really cruel to Phils and the night elves in the cage.

Fortunately, these elves could not understand his words.

"The Brest family is not a lower blood family. It breaks the balance just for greed, and the final result is accelerated destruction." Fells pointed to the elves in the cage in front of him. Entrance is not difficult, but I did not do it, because the consequences are obviously not good for anyone."

"It's hard to say, we are as ridiculous as the night elves' fate. If you were not holding a scepter to break the order, I think this situation will continue."

"No one's fate is ridiculous, the scepter breaks the order?" Murphy laughed out loud: "I came here not to break the order, nor to establish the order."

Murphy reached out and pinched the two-thick metal cage, twisted his wrists, and a series of metal twisting "crunches" ripped the whole cage's door down.

"Under the free sky, the so-called "order" does not need to be maintained by individuals, and it may be enough to just need someone to stand by and sweep away some uninvited guests."