Warlord of Chaos

The thirty-seventh chapter broke out

Under the cover of the night, a team of orc warriors quietly left their own camps, and they went all the way to the depths of the plains. They started a savage war!

After the **** incident, Fossa knew that he had no time to wait. Although he had already instructed Lionel to kill all the orc warriors and shamans, he knew very well that the gap between the orcs and the elves had been generated. A simple example. In the past, the orc patrols met the elves’ patrols. They would say hello to each other and then go their own way. Now that the two patrols meet again, the elves will inevitably remain high. Be wary, God knows if they are encountering an orc who is out of control? As time goes by, this gap will become deeper and deeper, and the elves will become more vigilant, and he will have no chance.

The reason why the orc family endured for nearly two months is because Fossa wants to maintain his own strength. He hopes to squander the main force of the elves at a small price. The imaginary enemy of Fossa has more than one elf. The Holy City, the city of Dip, and the cold shadow city that was regarded as the enemy by Fossa, and finally Solomon!

So many opponents are waiting for him to conquer. If you don't cherish your strength, the orc family can't go far.

However, Fossa, who is determined to take the initiative, has to admit that he is not prepared for a full-scale war. Of course, the elves are even less prepared!

In a mountain, Branchi, who was elected as the chief of the ancestors in the southwestern region, was walking with several elves. Because he was close to Lydia, Prudence was very disgusted with Branchi. The elves in the southwest have been arranged in an insignificant place, and even want to divide the elves in the southwest into other tribes, but his proposal has been resolutely opposed by the elves in the southwest. It is.

The elves of the southwestern region occupied an important position in the Lola League, and their strength was not to be seen. However, they suffered a sudden attack by Nikolay. Their losses were so great that they were in the joint Senate established by Ampudra. They don't even have a seat. This is a kind of harm to self-respect. Therefore, they have no sense of mission and identity for what Anpullah advocates. Since they have been excluded by the core of power, Ampere The blueprints depicted by Dura are so magnificent that they cannot attract them.

Prudence’s precaution against them was in the midst of Branzi’s care. She didn’t want to participate in this war. What’s more, the treatment of her friends by the elderly home held by Ampudra also caused her anger. .

Both Lola and Little Louise are a mixed-race. They are descendants of the elves and humans. Lola forced the young Louise to leave the city of the moon together with Branchi at the most critical moment. Finally, Xiaolu Iiss came here with Blatche. However, Ampudullah showed contempt and distrust of the half-elves. He even detained Xiao Luisi and his accompanying Pan Wen and others. Branchi tried to argue for several times, but he could not convince him. Pudura, the situation is stronger than the people, she can not force the attack on the prison, can only anger in the heart. It can also be said that the elves, led by Branqi, and the United Senate, represented by Ampudura, are inseparable. Ampudura has already ordered the spring offensive, and Branchi’s camp is pervasive. With a relaxed and free atmosphere, no one will take the war seriously, and they will not contribute.

Today, Branchi has brought together the patriarchs of various ministries. It is an important matter to discuss. In the previous wars, Branqi’s moon springs played a big role. Without Branzi, there would be no So many branches of life in various cities, Ampudula on behalf of the United Senate to Branzi, hoping to exchange Branzi with five seats, but not exchange of moon springs, but exchange fog.

Planting fog in the deep well, the well has magical power. The water in the well can make the seeds of life quickly sprout. In fact, the ancient trees of Yeliucheng can drop hundreds of seeds every life. However, if there is no moon spring water, no matter how long the seeds are buried, the seeds will not change.

And Branqi has only one fog left in his hand. This flower is very wonderful. It seems to be the result of tens of thousands of years of flowering and tens of thousands of years. Even the oldest elf does not know the specific origin of the fog flower. In the songs passed down by the elves, the natural goddess left the world, forced to break the rules of the law, and stepped into the field of his own god. He kissed a few wildflowers. From then on, the wildflowers changed. There is a kind of half-virtuality and half-real existence. It can be clearly seen clearly, but it can't be touched by hand. If you use your mouth to blow out the airflow, the flowers will dance with the wind, it seems like really long. It is the same there.

As for how to take care of the fog and move the fog, only Branchi knows that this is the main reason why Ampudra is friendly with Branche.

In fact, this matter does not need to be discussed, Blanche will never hand over the fog, the problem is that they can not refuse the hard state, but to come up with a suitable excuse.

At this moment, a childish elf who ran out of anger ran over and yelled away from the old distance: "Blanchi sister, fast... fast, not good!"

"Cui Xi, slowly said, what is wrong?" Branzi stunned.

The female elf almost rushed to Branchi's arms, barely steadily sturdy, gasping and screaming, and eagerly said: "The orc race is coming! Branchi sister, hurry, or it's too late!" ”

"The orc family wants to fight over? What kind of jokes? How can they attack us?!" Branzi is not convinced.

"How can you not believe it?! It is your friend who told me to tell you!" Cui Xi called.

"My friend? What about him?"

"He is a personal class, how dare you come to us?!"

"Human?" Branzi is more suspicious: "What kind of human being?"

"He..." Trish thought for a moment: "He is a very young man."

"Little guy, what do you know about the taste?" The other elf laughed without a cover, and the other elves also made a sneer.

"Tricy, you talk about it carefully, what does the man look like?" Branzi became dignified, and a figure appeared in her mind.

"Well... he looks good, looks better than that Prudence..."

"Little guy, are you blind? A human appearance can compare with Prudence?" An elf laughs, even though in the elves, Prudence is also a famous beautiful man, human beings can be in appearance Going beyond Prudence, he can't believe it.

"I saw him at first sight. I only thought that he was generally good-looking, but the more he saw him, the more he felt... Hey!" Tracy was anxious, and she had to say something, but she didn’t know how to say it: "Anyway It is better than Prudence! There is something I can't say on him!"

"You mean... his temperament?" An elf approached.

"The right pair is the temperament." Tsui Xi was overjoyed, grateful to see the elf with a glance, and said: "Let me feel warm, hot, and later dare not look at him!"

"Oh... let me wonder, a human being can really fascinate our little princess, I really want to see him with my own eyes." Several elves looked at each other and smiled.

"What are you talking about?" Trish asked inexplicably.

But Branchi did not laugh, she asked nervously: "What color is that person's eyes?"

"Black, deep and deep, look at you, you seem to be falling inside."

"Let's go, go right away!!" Branzi turned around and walked quickly to the depths of the camp. She was going to call all the elves.

"Blanchi, what's wrong with you?" The elves looked surprised: "Do you really believe these words?!"

"Do you know who he is?" Blanche's speech rate is very urgent.

"Who is he?"

"Raphael! Raphael, the lord of the Holy Crown City!"

The elves are stunned, and Tracy is no exception. The little mouth can even open the boss. If it is bigger, it will be estimated that the chin will fall. A pair of strange eyes will not move. God... she is aiming with a bow. A super-powerful, but that Raphael does not seem as terrible as the legend.

"He... Rafael stared at us?" an elf said in a trembling voice, and the next sentence was close to screaming: "His next goal is us?!"

"No, he is warning us in good faith." Branzi hurriedly said: "Now it is too late to say this. You will go back and prepare immediately. I will look for an opportunity to explain to you later."

"You are crazy!" An elf stood up in anger: "Lidia, what do you want to do? You are murdering the veteran of the United Senate! The goddess of nature will never forgive your crimes!!"

Behind the elf, seven or eight elves stood up one after another, glaring at Lidia. The other elves looked a bit complicated, shocked, indifferent, and sneer, but no one spoke. Support Lydia.

The elves who participated in the conference were mostly the patriarchs of the ministries, and Lydia made an unbelievable request at the meeting, demanding that the patriarchs immediately imprison the veterans of the ministries, seize all power, and summon all the troops that can be called to worship. The city is close.

There is an eternal contradiction between tradition and reform, and the longer a civilization continues, the stronger the inertia and the more difficult it is to accept new things. It is easy to understand that the Eastern and Western civilizations of another world are a good example. If it is not the strong involvement of Western civilizations that makes Eastern civilization feel a serious threat, will Eastern civilization change itself? It's hard to be difficult. If there is a time and space barrier, the East and West civilizations will be separated forever, and the Western civilization will continue to move in accordance with the established track. The heavens, the sea, the sea, the telephone, the television, the computer, etc. It will appear and nothing will fall. The Eastern civilization also has its own established orbit. The emperor is full of enthusiasm, and is swayed by the emperor. The three classes are always the same, the heavens and the earth are everywhere, the development and destruction are repeated, forming a unique, terrible and sad cycle. The woman must continue to wrap. Small feet, because that is a symbol of beauty, men may have cut off the scorpion, perhaps not yet, under the omnipresent **** of the Confucianism, the so-called science, humanities, etc., it is difficult to find the soil for survival, the child does not blame, Since ancient times, there has been a lack of exploration of the 'strange' spirit, which means that it is impossible to talk about enlightenment. It may be thousands of years later than Western civilization, people will play computer, and this possibility is still very limited.

The elves also have their own traditions. The Senate represents the will of the natural goddess. The patriarchs manage the daily affairs. The Senate decides the direction of the elves. They are used to obeying. Now they hear that they are imprisoning all the elders, even the patriarchs. We know that this will bring huge benefits to ourselves, but we still feel uncomfortable and even angry.

"Sit down and talk." Lydia said with a smile.

"I have nothing to say to you!" The elf chief snorted and turned and walked out.

Lydia sighed and reached out, and the elf around her had placed a long bow in Lydia's hand.

The elf chief who walked away kept a high degree of vigilance, turned around and took the lead to open the longbow. The black arrow aimed at Lydia's forehead and angered: "Lidiya, what do you want to do? ?!"

"I want to kill you." Lydia said as she pulled the bowstring if nothing happened, but she just pulled the bowstring and there was no arrow on the bowstring.

The elf chief saw Lydia say this without any scruples, knowing that things can't be done well, slamming his teeth, releasing his fingers, and with a scream, the black arrows leave a glimpse in the air. The shadow of the clear, straight to Lydia's forehead.

Lydia also loosened the bowstring at the same time. As the bowstring bounced, a slight tearing sound rang in the air. The elf patriarch suddenly jerked, and a very fine blood mark appeared from his left forehead, obliquely down. After crossing the eyebrows and crossing the right, then the half head of the elf patriarch flew up very abruptly and took a **** rain. At this moment, the elves clearly saw the smooth wounds piled up. There are many equally smooth muscles, bones and cuts of various organs.

The elf patriarch shook, and the remaining one was still staring at Lydia, then a little soft, and the arrow he shot was cut in half by an invisible force, half an arrow. The slanted arrow hit the trunk, and the other half of the arrow rubbed Lydia's right rib on the back of the chair. Even if it was an inch, it would hurt Lydia.

"Don't forget, my name is Lydia." Lydia didn't seem to know the danger just now. Her gaze swept on the few patriarchs who were still standing still: "Who else?"

The dozens of patriarchs present were silent. They or they were not astonished by the power of Lydia, but were shocked by the act itself. If they did not agree, would they kill a patriarch? Even the United Senate does not have this power!

Lydia once again slowly opened the longbow, but she did not aim at the target, only said faintly: "If there is no opinion, sit down and talk."

"Lidia, what are you doing?" An elf patriarch smiled bitterly. He supported Lydia, and because of this, he dared to speak.

"After he went out, he would be killed by the orcs sooner or later. Instead of being abused, I would give him a good time now." Lydia finished, suddenly raised her hand and a slight tearing sound. The attacked elf patriarch instinctively raised his arm and tried to protect himself, but could not compete with the invisible force. Half of the arm and the neck were all cut off neatly. He twisted awkwardly. His head fell off the neck and the body fell backwards.

This time, the elf patriarchs fry the pot on the spot, and more than a dozen patriarchs who were sitting and watching the excitement also jumped up, and a long bow looked at Lydia from all angles.

"Sit down and talk." Lydia said faintly, her fingertips slowly pulled the bowstring again, ignoring all the threats before him.

Some of the less well-controlled elves, the muscles on the cheeks are shaking, Lidia's attitude is very clear, either obey me, or kill me, or, I kill you! But it really moved, even if it can kill Lydia, how many of them can live out? ! The magic arrow Lydia, she is very rare to master the magic of all the magic, and until now, she did not release the magical arrows with mass destruction!

"Everyone calms down!" Seeing the longbow in Lydia's hand is getting more and more full. In the end, there is an elf who can't stand the pressure. He wakes up and then looks at Lidia. "Ledia, you said He will be killed by the orcs? What is going on?" In order to express his sincerity, he said while sitting down.

Lydia frowned, as if thinking about what to say, her fingers slowly let go of the bowstring.

"Everyone sat down and sat down." The elf who took the lead to sit down and hurriedly said: "Even if everyone is against Lidia's decision, it is always necessary to figure out why Lidia wants us to do that? ”

In fact, I don't need him to say that the Elf people saw Lydia let go of the bowstrings, and they sat down one by one, even the elves that stood still were no exception, so as not to stimulate Lidia again. They are not afraid of strangling. The problem is that there is always a purpose and a reason to kill or be killed.

"The orc family is going to launch a big attack on us..."

"This is impossible!" an elf patriarch exclaimed.

Lydia turned her head and looked at the elf patriarch. The elf patriarch closed his mouth with great interest. Just now a group of elves stood up. Lydia did not necessarily choose him when he launched an attack. Now he only picks up. The result can be imagined.

“A lie that will soon be exposed, does it make sense?” Lydia said faintly: “And...”