In the forest near Wanghuo City, because the silver moon in the night sky cannot shine down, the entire forest is filled with a gloomy darkness. Occasionally, deep in the forest, a creepy wolf howl slowly fills the entire forest from a distance.

, on the exposed fang white stone, there will also be some emerald-green phosphorus fire floating in the sky, dancing in the air, and swaying with the breeze.

Next to a rough gray-black green tree, a muffled groan suddenly came out. Following the popping sound, a ball of emerald-green blood appeared out of thin air and fell from the air, falling to the ground. There was originally a group of blood beside the tree.

The rune mark emits green light, slowly squirming and twisting, and a rough outline slowly emerges, gradually forming a figure in gray robes, with a pale elf face exposed from the hood.

Three thousand silver-white hair fell vertically and was messy. The broken hair beside the ears was also stained with a lot of emerald green blood. His handsome face and two emerald green pupils showed overwhelming hatred. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Damn white-robed mage, one day our war elf army will destroy the entire city of Fire. Let all of you here be burned to the ground."

Christ understood that there was only one official mage in the entire City of Fire, and that was undoubtedly the white-robed mage in charge of the mage tower in Fire City.

Thinking of the other party, he understood that he would definitely not have the possibility of revenge. He could only rely on the elves to sacrifice themselves, and only their magic power could make the entire Fire City tremble.

He kept thinking about it, but he didn't notice that the two subtle marks on his back were glowing with purple light.

War Elf Tribe.

In the tall gray-white temple, there are emerald green vines twining everywhere on both sides. They wrap the entire temple from the outside, and inside there are many old elves wearing green robes and pointed hats, each of them holding a handle.

An ordinary wand, and at the same time his cloudy eyes fell on the edge of the clear water curtain in front of him.

The clear water curtain without any impurities flows vertically from an elf sculpture holding a water bottle, flowing down like a waterfall. But the strange thing is that no matter how the water flows, there is no trace of water overflowing on the ground, and the water bottle also shows no signs of drying up.

"Wow~~~"

Waves of mana elements beat, and the clear water curtain began to gradually reflect the scene of Christ fighting with the silver snake. The wonderful and short battle deeds made all the elf elders silent. They sat on the stone bench,

He looked at everything in front of him with complicated eyes.

After a long time, an old and hoarse voice suddenly appeared, interrupting these replies.

"It seems that the magic soul ring has been obtained by the white-robed mage Scavenger. We did not get the chance. Now it seems that we should join forces with the orcs as soon as possible to speed up the opportunity to invade the Fire City. You all understand what the Queen wants this time.

Order given."

"Of course I understand. It's just a pity that we didn't know that the ring in the elf captain's hand was actually the Ring of the Soul. In this case, we can only join forces with the orc army."

"Everyone agrees."

After the seven elven elders exchanged their thoughts with each other, they quickly came to a certain conclusion. Although they unfortunately did not know that the ring would be a high-level enchanted weapon, now it has fallen into the hands of a human mage and they can get it back.

The possibility was zero, so they simply gave up.

Right now, the only important thing is to join the orc army to attack the Fire City.

"Agreed, then the high priest will inform the orc prophet."

After the seven elf elders discussed it, they decided to use this idea to decide.

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after one day.

Fire City, Grant's room.

In the basement, Grant cleaned up all the blood and specimens that were of no use or could no longer enter his eyes. He now understood that time was running out and he could only keep the specimens and blood that were useful for the time being.

Now he only has a piece of hardened lizard meat the size of his fist, and part of the elf captain's blood, along with the blood and partial organs of dozens of fourth-level and third-level beasts. These are the valuable things Grant now has.

"After going through the whole basement, the entire basement is very simple and organized, but the blood and materials in my hands are much more diverse than before." Grant showed a trace of satisfaction and put the particularly important blood and materials into the reserve.

In the space, he was going to extract some more essence of blood to use for the next demon pet.

After being continuously upgraded to the fourth level, Helu has no use anymore and can only be comparable to the fourth level magic pet at most, so Grant has transferred it to the deputy magic pet slot.

suddenly--

There was a fluctuation in the waist bag, and the blue communication crystal emitted a faint light, and also vibrated, allowing Grant to easily detect the message.

"This is the news from Emil. Has she succeeded?" Grant took out the communication crystal. Through the mysterious runes marked on it, it was clear that this was the exclusive communication crystal between Emil and him.

"Buzz~~buzz~~"

"Is it Grant? The bow you need has been lifted from the curse. Let's find a time to meet. I have some other things to say to you. Are you free now?"

After Grant listened to all the words quietly, he was silent for a while and then spoke to the communication crystal: "See you at the same place."

After finishing speaking, he quickly left the basement and prepared to go to the streets of Chanchel. He understood that now he especially needed the magic-enhanced bow. After all, ordinary bows would hardly pose any threat to level five monsters. Only such a

Only a bow can cause damage. Thinking of this, at this stage, Grant needs it no matter what.

Quickly get dressed and set off from the ghetto.

Champs Elysees Street.

The passers-by walking back and forth were all smiling. They had no idea what happened last night, or even the upcoming war. The elegant nobles were still enjoying life, and the ordinary civilians were still busy preparing for tomorrow's life.

After Grant, who was walking in a hurry, approached the corner of the alley, he realized that Emil had arrived much faster than him and had already arrived. She was wearing a snow-white robe, and Grant could see through the robe that she was wearing a simple dress underneath.

The aristocratic corset skirt and a pair of black stockings were worn on the lower body. The long golden hair fell down both sides of the shoulders.

"Did you come very quickly this time? Grant, I just came here two minutes ago, and you rushed here. I really didn't expect it." Emil smiled inexplicably, with some embarrassment in his laughter, and smiled again.

After finishing, he continued to add: "Here, here is your bow."

"Huh~~"

Emil threw the jet-black composite longbow behind his back to Grant, ready to let him try it to see if this longbow was as useful as before.

As soon as he took it, Grant didn't feel the biting cold feeling, and his whole body's physical condition did not drop, just like when he encountered an ordinary bow. He gently threw a detection technique on it.

"Detection." Grant's lips moved slightly.

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Chapter completed!