Warlord: King of All Clans

This ping-pong ball-sized flame was suspended in the air, emitting heat waves. Although there was nothing combustible, it did not go out.

Leo was envious. He didn't expect that this innocent little cutie was actually a hidden big shot.

Mage, how can an elite adventure group be without a mage!

But he still insisted: "This is just a trick at best, right? Do you know how to cast a fireball? Or a portal or something like that."

Denise rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "The portal spell is a space spell that only a Saint-level wizard can master. You can't ask me if I know how to use it. You can only ask me if I've seen it before. The answer is that I haven't seen it before!"

"As for the Fireball spell, after all, I am just a low-level mage who has just awakened. It takes a certain amount of time to release this offensive fire spell, but I am also prepared. Look!"

As she spoke, she lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing a row of small glass bottles on her belt.

These glass bottles, which are about the same size as some bottles of oral liquid, are filled with colorful powders and liquids.

"This is fire oil. I use it to cast fireballs. It will enhance the ignition effect of my fireballs."

"This is Lizardman saliva. I use it to release Frost Arrows. It will enhance the paralysis effect of my Frost Arrows."

"These spellcasting materials can not only increase the power of my spells, but also shorten my spell channeling time. After all, igniting the air is not as fast as igniting kerosene directly, and freezing the air is not as fast as freezing liquids..."

Looking at Denise proudly introducing her spellcasting materials like a little internet celebrity, Leo was speechless. You are too naive.

If I were a bad guy, all your trump cards would be exposed.

He turned around and glanced at the members of the adventure group: the Iron Man who was fully powered by manpower; the giant carrying two fifty-pound execution axes; the black-armored assassin who walked silently and left no footprints on the snow; and the young ranger with a sharp look and a glowing green longbow on his back.

At first glance, each of them is extraordinary.

So I am just an ordinary person!

This kind of adventure group doesn't look like they are here for fun.

Leo suddenly felt that the risk factor of this adventure had increased greatly.

"So what is your goal in coming to Qulangyuan?"

Denise's previous request was that he only lead the adventure group through the pine forest and reach the foot of a mountain north of the gravel hills, but she did not say what they were going to do.

"It's like this. I'm actually a student at Imperial University. My mentor, the famous historian Herod, has been studying elven civilization all his life. Two years ago, my mentor finally found information about the city Midgard founded by the elven lord Chisel Casgrandar in an ancient scroll."

"The plateau in the center of the magnificent barrier is called Trasil by the elves. In the center of the Trasil Plateau, there is an elven capital called Highgarden. This is the birthplace of the elves and the place where the elves lived in the past."

"More than a thousand years ago, the elven lord Chis'el Casgrandar led his people to leave Highgarden and come from the Trashiel Plateau to the foothills of the Northern Territory. He established the second elven city in the North, which was called Midgard. It was the only city built by the elves below the plateau, and it was also a city of all races."

"The so-called City of All Races is a city that advocates equality for all beings and allows all races to coexist. As long as they abide by the laws of the Courtyard, any race can live and trade in this city."

"Although the Free State of the Archipelago is now called the Second Atrium, it is still dominated by humans. Most of the alien races still survive as slaves."

"After the establishment of the Middle Court, countless races moved to the north along the World Tree Avenue and settled in the Wolf-Driving Plain outside the Middle Court, accepting the protection of the Elf Lord."

"Unfortunately, about a thousand years ago, the barbaric orcs were the first to violate the laws of the Midgard and brazenly attacked the tribes in the north, and even the elves were partially massacred."

"However, the powerful elven lord Qisi'el did not lead all the races to resist. Instead, he chose to lead his people to retreat to the Trashiel Highlands and sealed the city."

"The glory of the atrium disappeared in an instant, and the alliance of all races was broken. The races fell into chaos. The city-states of all races became orcs' pastures. Later, under the disturbance of magic, they turned into a vast forest full of dangers."

"The Wolf-Driving Plains were ruled by the beastmen for hundreds of years, and then became a wilderness for even longer. All the ruins of the city-states were lost without a trace, buried in millennium scrolls and ancient poems."

"Why did the powerful Elf Lord flee without a fight? He went from being a great man admired by the world to a despised supporting role in thousands of years of poetry. This biggest mystery is the subject of my mentor's lifelong research."

Denise's eyes sparkled as she spoke, "It's a pity that my mentor, Mr. Herod, is too old to come to the Wolf Driving Plains in person to search for the remains of the courtyard."

"As his academic successor, I should shoulder this responsibility, and this will also be the topic of my graduation thesis!"

Leo nodded repeatedly.

My feeling was right, it turns out Denise is really a college student!

Denise was obviously interested in chatting. "Uncle Harkins is a friend of my father. He was once a powerful adventurer and the leader of the Firefly Adventure Group. After getting married and having children, he became a garrison knight in the Imperial Capital Garrison Knights, and ended his adventuring career."

"My father was worried about me going on a long journey, so he hired Uncle Huggins as my protector at a high price. Giant Barrett, Shadow Fisher and Cook Old Pete were all his former adventure companions, as was Lynch's father..."

"Although it costs more money, it's definitely worth it! Every partner is very strong!"

So this group of extraordinary people are all here to work for you?

This makes sense. How could a senior elite adventure group bring along such a fledgling cutie, unless they have a financial sponsor?

Leo was extremely envious. This was what it meant to be rich.

Looking at it this way, I guess my salary is the lowest.

As they walked and talked, Leo more or less understood the purpose of their trip.

This group of people came here to find the so-called ruins of the elven city "Middle Court".

Ordinary adventure groups will flock to anything as long as there is wealth, but for a group of extraordinary people, reputation is obviously more important.

Even if there is no extra income, the achievement of "being the first to discover the atrium ruins" alone is enough to reward this trip.

Unfortunately, Master Bobak has been out of contact for a long time, and Leo can't get any information about the atrium from him.

This elven archdruid who has lived for five hundred years must know much more than any human historian.

However, even if the call is connected, whether the other party is willing to talk is still a problem.

Leo didn't have any extra thoughts. He just wanted to complete his basic tour guide work and get his salary.

Just then, there was a noise in the jungle, and a large group of fully armed gnolls rushed out.