The Endless Shuttle

"--ah."

The calm, unhurried voice seemed to have deliberately adjusted the tone, waking Xinke Nilvalen from his thoughts.

The beautiful girl raised her head and found that except for the admiral of the Wangye Fleet next to her, the other Elf Elders were watching her. They seemed to be surprised that Xinke Nierbalian was distracted in a meeting of this level. dissatisfied.

Small and unaware ants, what right do you have to express dissatisfaction with me here...

Xin Ke Nilvalen thought with extreme contempt in his heart.

These high-level elves are simply carved out of the same mold as the "God of Nature" Kainas, and they will not go to the battlefield if they are killed. They regard their status as nobles in the race more important than victory in the war. If I have to say one advantage, the only thing left is that I don't intervene in the war as a layman at all, which is gratifying, and the rest are useless at all.

"Does Hua Guanqing feel tired?"

The elf old man who disturbed Xin Ke Nierbalian's thinking, smiled and said again.

"Why don't you go home and have a good rest, Hua Guanqing? You developed the "forced manipulation technique" and then led the troops to capture the phantom species "cloud and mist vortex" yourself. Although the results are brilliant, you are too demanding of yourself. "

It seemed that she was worried about Xinke Nilvalen's physical condition, but in fact, the girl knew that these guys just wanted her to get out of the meeting room quickly, and then let them share the fruits of this victory.

After the capture of "Fog of Death" Inzahn Nibia failed, the elves once again launched a war against the fantasy species.

This time without the intervention of the God of Disaster, they successfully captured the "cloud vortex", a phantom species with the same nature as Inzan Nibia, but slightly weaker.

It can be said that with such a trump card, whether it is launched into the battlefield with a violent posture, or using the "China Core" to continue the "Huahua Project" to develop "Void Zero Protection", the benefits obtained by the elves are simply immeasurable.

"Thank you for your concern, Sir Oslore."

Xinke Niervalen stood up with an elegant smile, like a mirror in his heart, and followed the old elf's words.

She was too lazy to waste time in such a stinking meeting.

"It does look a little tired, so I will take my leave first. If you come to the conclusion of the next war plan, please be sure to notify me in writing."

"Of course, Hua Guanqing. You can rest well."

Hearing that Xinke Nilvalen was about to leave, almost all the elf elders put on gentle smiles, admonishing Xinke Nilvalen to pay attention to his body.

—disgusting.

He only cared about the immediate interests, and even forgot all the possible consequences caused by "the birth of a new god species".

Selling fear to other races without knowing it yourself.

This is the elf species in the eyes of Xinke Nierbalian.

"Master God, maybe he has started to participate in the war now... The magic created by the race has been completed? Or is it in preparation?... If there is another "Flügel", it will be considered as the "Zero Protection of the Void", The situation of the elves is also very bad..."

Continuing to think about the source of her anxiety, the beautiful girl with cool clothes and a graceful figure returned to her residence.

Located in a beautiful tree house on the top floor of a canopy tree.

The city of the elves is different from that of the goblins, and even all races.

Instead of building a city on a "plane", they tend to be more "three-dimensional". A towering towering tree is divided according to status. The nobles live on the upper floor, and the lowly live on the lower floor. During the period, they are connected by magic roads composed of constant spells. It is such a complex and gorgeous city.

When Xin Ke Nilvalen just opened the door with magic, she seemed to remember the unpleasant smell and sight in the tree house due to excessive indulging in research, and her hands stopped in mid-air.

Let's go back to the lab...

Xinke Nierbalian walked towards the shrine of the "God of Nature" Kainas.

What she was in charge of, the most high-end magic laboratory of the elves, was just below that temple.

There is also the birthplace of "Huahua Project".

"Can't it be cheaper?"

"My guest, you can only buy this amount of Ringtail Grass..."

"It's really helpless, you are not as interested in gold as these flowers and plants."

"Haha, the guest is really joking. Anyone who is an elf knows that no one in this world is interested in this kind of rough ore except those nasty goblins. If it weren't for your ears, I would almost doubt it." You are a spy of another race..."

Xin Ke Nilvalen was walking on the road of magic in the sky, and suddenly felt that one of the two voices sounded familiar.

But this is not an ordinary situation. Among the elves, there are only a few that she is familiar with, and it is impossible for them to be in the bargaining ground of such a small shop.

The girl squatted down and looked at the location of the small shop under the canopy.

Well, one is a standard elf with short blond hair, about 500 to 600 years old.

The other one is a bit weird...

The pointed ears look like elves, and the magic power fluctuations are exactly the same as ordinary elves, but the hair is pure black, like the color of the night.

——Most elves have blond hair.

"Hey, over there, turn your head."

Xinke Nierbalian gave an order.

The small peddler looked up, and the beautiful girl's cheek made him sweat instantly, and he quickly bowed to express his respect to the elves nobles.

The young man with short black hair also turned his head.

This time, it was Xin Ke Nilvalen's turn to break out in a cold sweat.

The jade feet of her straw sandals softened, and she knelt directly on the ground woven by the technique.

Can't go wrong! that face! Never forget!

Azure blue pupils, cheeks more handsome than elves, and that ominous aura——

Even if the ears are pointy, even if it gives her the feeling of being an "Elf", Xin Ke Nilvalen will never admit it wrong!

"The God Species of Disaster, Fear, and Dream"——Rope!

Why?

Why did the gods appear in the capital of the elves?

The defensive enchantment was lifted? Annihilation plan? The elves are wiped out? Will he... die too?

Xinke Nierbalian was confused in the chaos of thinking.

The black-haired young man knew at a glance that Xinke Nierbalian had recognized him, shook his head, reached out and grabbed the vine, and dexterously jumped onto the magic road on the upper floor.

Standing beside the girl, he bent down like a big brother next door, and handed the things in his hands to Xinke Nierbalian.