"Retreat!" Peter Gro looked at the soldiers exiting the hall. After hearing the news that Eovia was attacked, he immediately rushed upstream towards the royal hall crazily. When he saw the soldiers coming out
It was Khamul who suddenly had a bad premonition, and then his eyes stayed on the blood-stained sword in Khamul's hand! A sadness sprouted from the bottom of his heart, and he roared piercingly to organize the star elves.
He retreated, holding the dragon flute tightly in his hand. He pointed the knife at Khamul from afar, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Retreat! Get out of here!" Looking at the orcs coming from all directions, Goblin and Troll Peter Gro understood that the war was over and it was time to take everyone back. No matter how Eovian star elves were,
To continue, Peter Gro was so humiliated that he didn't even dare to lead a charge into the Royal Hall to see if Eovia was alive or dead. It wasn't him who was cowardly, but the man who was burning with black flames like hell.
The returning Black Knight made him completely give up his desire to fight back. He was only a fourth-level ranger. Without the Star Dragon, he couldn't even go two rounds under Khamul.
"Get out of here! Go quickly!" Peter Gero took the unicorn left by Eovia at the entrance and roared sadly.
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"Is there any news about the king?" Although Peter Groud led the elves to evacuate Dol Guldur, he still sent a large number of rangers to search for traces of Eovia around Dol Guldur. He knew that Eovia was
Possessing the power of space, the power of space makes Eovia difficult to kill.
"No sir, but the orcs are not far from us! The black hero led the orcs and chased them out of Dol Guldur!" said the investigating ranger.
"Damn it! We didn't even consider that there would be Nazgul sitting here! I should have thought of it earlier!" Peter Gero blamed himself and tore his gorgeous long hair.
"Sir, I'm sorry, I don't know whether His Highness is alive or dead right now, but we still have to go on with our clan members. We need to take the remaining people home!"
Peter Gero glanced at the dejected elf soldiers around him and suddenly felt sad. Not long ago, they were an army with high morale, but now they seemed to have had their bones removed, with their waists hunched and their heads lowered, their eyes full of gray.
"Let's go! I'll cut off the queen!" Peter Groh raised his head and played the dragon flute decisively.
At this moment, Skye, who was dozing in Singrui, heard the familiar melody and call, and then a long roar was transmitted to Peter Groh along the special channel opened by the dragon flute.
"Boom!" The huge dragon body crushed the surrounding trees.
"Dragon Knight?" Khamul's expressionless face finally showed some seriousness. Khamul, who was originally playing cat-and-mouse, began to look seriously at the fourth-level ranger in front of him. The original contempt for him came when the star dragon descended from the sky.
It gradually disappeared when it was slung on the dragon's back.
"Where is my king?" Peter Groh still couldn't help asking this question.
"King? That loser who can't even catch my sword?" Khamur made a harsh sneer.
"Bastard!" The huge long bow was pulled into the shape of a full moon in Peter Gro's hands as if it were nothing. His fighting spirit instantly blended with the dragon power of the dragon under him, and an ice-blue arrow shone with bright starlight.
The long arrows condensed on the long bow, and as soon as Peter Gro's finger moved, a sonic boom suddenly sounded, and the long arrows crossed the space and came directly in front of Khamul in circles.
"Boom!" A bright starlight suddenly bloomed on the dark knight's shield, and amid the violent roar, the knight's shield stood motionless in front of Khamul like a mountain.
"Is this all you have? Hahaha! But you are indeed better than that useless Elf King. At least you still have the ability to resist, hahaha!" Khamul ridiculed wantonly, trying to use words to interfere
Peter Gro's actions, countless orcs rushed over behind him.
"Dragon-hunting crossbow!" Peter Gro's eyes were focused, and his excellent vision immediately spotted the heavy crossbow that was mixed on the shoulders of the trolls among the orcs. Because they wanted to hunt down the elves, they brought the hunting crossbow with them.
Dragon Crossbow, I didn’t expect to actually encounter a giant dragon.
"Huh!" Seeing that the soldiers had successfully escaped contact with the orc pursuers, Peter Groh pulled the dragon saddle and ran away without saying a word, facing a hexagonal black hero with a dragon-hunting crossbow.
Taking action from the side means everyone knows how to choose.
"Damn, these Orcs are chasing too closely!" Peter Gro was furious and incompetent. The existence of Khamul prevented him from slaughtering those Orcs whose lives were thinner than paper. The intimidating power of a Nazgul was linked to
Dragon Man's Peter Glo couldn't ignore it. Even if it just drove the nightmare to hang slowly behind the elves, Peter Glo couldn't do anything about it. Forget about the forbidden spell, the Star Dragon didn't.
The single-target forbidden spell and the area forbidden spell cannot kill Khamul at all, and after releasing the forbidden spell, Peter Gro and Skye will enter a period of weakness. Once Khamul cannot be killed, it will be
A devastating disaster. After Peter Gro lost his combat effectiveness, no one among the star elves could stop his massacre. The genocide was foreseeable!
"Retreat, don't worry about those orcs!" Peter Gro had no choice but to order. If Singere is exposed, then expose it. At least everyone must go back alive. Moreover, the Star Elves are not fighting alone. Allies near Lonely Mountain can go south at any time.
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"Quickly go to the Woodland Kingdom, the Lagrand Kingdom, the Akvia Kingdom, the Erub and the River Valley State to ask for help!" Peter Gro was lucky enough to find several elf warriors who were also riding moon deer.
"The stars are above! Goddess bless you! We must catch up! The life and death of the star elves are in your hands!" Seeing the moon deer jumping in the forest and quickly disappearing from Peter Gro's eyes, he silently said to the stars
After the goddess prayed, she gritted her teeth and continued to the end of the line to confront Khamul in the distance.
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"When will we arrive!" Roland wiped his sweat and sighed while looking at the ordinary jungle around him.
"Hurry, Your Highness!" Ormsk said after silently calculating in his mind.
"Then just rush over in one go!" Roland obviously lost his patience and hurriedly drove through the dense forest for nearly two days. Roland really couldn't bear the harsh environment in the jungle. It was only spring and there were countless flying insects.
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"Your Highness, you must not do this!" Ormsk stopped directly, and he began to sweat in his heart.
"Your Highness, have you forgotten the story of His Highness Eovia? He was attacked by the Ringwraith! We can only know that there is a Ringwraith through the elves' stories, but in fact there are several Ringwraiths.
Only the Dragon God really knows about this! We need to enter Singere carefully and wait for other reinforcements!" Ormsk said quickly, if there are other ring spirits, Roland can't stop the sixth-level professional.
If you attack and kill him, you will definitely die if you target him. This is the fundamental reason why Ormsk dare not take the gamble. If it were him alone, I'm sorry, I will kill these orcs today. Now Ormsk
I already regretted bringing Roland with me.
"Your Highness, King Eovia has disappeared, and I don't want you to disappear too!" Ormsk sighed.