Kasluo soon arrived outside the boundary of the Star Elf clan. Kasluo, who had forgotten where the gate was, walked around the boundary and couldn't find the entrance. However, this was not a problem for a dragon-riding general.
After all, if I can't find them, let them come to me. This sentence made Kaslo understand clearly.
"Boom!" The phantom of the dragon claw in the void slapped the barrier hard, and the barrier formed by the power of the star dragon suddenly shook (it couldn't be hit before, but now everyone is a dragon knight)
They are all half-measured.)
"Boom!" A dazzling star pierced out from below, and Kaslo dodged the attack as soon as he pulled the reins.
"Peter Groh, stop!" Kaslo shouted quickly. He came here to shake people, not to fight.
"Casslo? You are so free!" Peter Groh greeted Kaslo cordially in his first sentence.
"Which decent person would just go and smash the skylight of someone else's house?" Peter Groh asked while riding the Star Dragon Sky.
"Let's get down to business, this time I have something important to do with you and King Eovia!" Kaslo said quickly.
"Tell me, let me hear what needs you to smash the skylight of my house!" Peter Groh hugged his chest and looked like I'm listening to your quibbles.
"The dark camp has taken action, and a plague has broken out all over the North!" Kaslow's first words shocked Peter Gro.
"What? Wait! Come with me, I will take you to see King Eovia!" Cold sweat broke out on Peter Gro's head, and there was no longer any banter.
"Damn, I have to admit you should knock on my glass!" Peter Groh complained as he flew.
……
"Are there guests?" Eovia raised an eyebrow and motioned for the attendant to serve tea.
"Have a drink, something big happened to His Highness!" Peter Gro pushed away the elf attendant and rushed in front of Eovia.
"Oh? Sir Kaslo, welcome to Singere!" Iovia did not look at Peter Groh but gave Kaslo a friendly smile.
"Peter, I'm not talking about you! There are guests here, be careful!" Eovia picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. The fragrant tea made Eovia's eyes narrow, and he raised the tea cup to signal.
Peter Groh also has a cup of tea to relax himself.
"Still drinking! If you drink any more, the humans in the north will die!" Peter Groh raised his hand and slapped the tea cup away from Eovia's hand.
"Pfft!" Eovia spat directly, both because she was shocked by Peter Groh's actions and because he was shocked by his words.
"King Eovia, the North has now reached the most difficult time... I don't know when they cast a curse, allowing the plague to rage in the North... River Valley State has fallen, and the Kingdom of Akvia and La
The Grand Kingdom is struggling to support itself, and we need the help of our friends!" Kaslo said sincerely.
"Has the source of the curse been solved?" Eovia went straight to the point.
"This is exactly why I came." Kaslo said, stroking his chest.
"Finding the source of the curse is not what knights and rangers are good at. We don't have the sharp mental power of spellcasters." Iovia shook her head with a wry smile.
"Do you have a goal?" Eovia asked again.
"We speculate that it is in the Long Lake, but the Long Lake is so big..." Kaslow looked at Eovia and did not continue.
"I understand, let's set off now!" Eovia waved her hand and was not in the mood to drink tea. If she continued to drink tea, all her allies would die.
"Tell me how the other elves are doing?" Iovia said as she hurriedly walked out.
"Do you think those woodland elves nourished by magic wells are afraid of the plague?" Kaslo turned back and said in disbelief.
"Well, except for the wandering grassland elves, it is true that the elves are not afraid of the negative conditions caused by the plague because of the nourishment of the magic well." Eovia, as an elf, naturally understands.
"The resistance of dwarves is higher than that of elves..." Kasluo interrupted the spellcasting before Iovia could continue.
"So...only you humans in the north suffered heavy losses in this war?" Eovia tried.
"..." Kaslo really wanted to say, although everything you said is right, there is no need to say it out loud...it's so embarrassing.
"Peter, it's time for us to go!" The resolute Eovia left Singleton in a few leaps. Castro behind him was envious of Eovia's smooth use of the power of space. After all, the attributes of space
Even many sixth-level ones are just the first glimpse of the door.
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"Where should I look for it?" Mr. Radil asked as he beat his aching legs. The long blue lake had just unveiled the veil of winter. Such a large area made Radil feel numb. p>
"Just look for it along the river bank!" Ormsk pointed out a route for Radil on the map.
"Okay!" Radil just opened his eyes a few times and remembered it, and then he immediately went out in a hurry.
"Spellcasters, I'm going to trouble you now!" Ormsk pointed to a piece of water and said to Ivy and the others.
"Shall we swim there?" A look of resistance appeared on Ivy's face.
"Row a boat!" Yun Feng laughed angrily, and could only cover his eyes and twitch the corners of his mouth. Yun Feng dared to use his life as a bet to bet that the most harsh and stingy lord (Roland) in the entire Middle-earth would not let his subordinates bet in the early spring.
Lake swimming!
"Okay." Ivy stuck out her tongue naughtily, looked at several small wooden boats placed by the lake, waved to others, and then called the priest to get on the boat.
……
"Well, why doesn't it go away?" Ivy tilted her head and asked Yun Feng on the shore. At the same time, she pointed her innocent eyes at Yun Feng to look at the small wooden boat that was still spinning under her butt...
"Come here and help them!" Yun Feng looked at the priests who were almost breaking the defense as they rowed the boats with a ghostly effect. He could only let a few knights serve as ferrymen, otherwise he would probably wait until everyone in the kingdom was gone.
After lying down, these people even performed "Windmill" on the lake.
Sure enough, after the knights took action, the boat immediately sailed forward briskly until it disappeared from the sight of Yun Feng and others.
"Okay, Ormsk, you lead the knights to watch them, and I will search in the farthest north!" Yun Feng nodded to Ormsk, and disappeared in front of everyone in a flash.
"Where are we?" Seeing that people were leaving, the old man Adilai, who had been making soy sauce, couldn't help but said.
"We? We're watching here!" Ormsk held his chest and couldn't breathe properly. This was because he couldn't lift the pot! Even the sixth-level hero who could use the battle energy fire to temporarily stay in the air and fly was of no use.
After all, in such a big lake, they are not outstanding in terms of mental strength... apart from protecting them with the knights, there seems to be nothing else to do.
In fact, if the heroes really try their best to burst the sea of consciousness and pour out their mental power, they can also achieve the same mental power search range as the casters, but it is not long-lasting and hurts their potential. For the knight profession, their mental power
Most of the power serves the immediate surroundings. Within a certain range, the knight's mental power perception is even stronger than that of most spellcasters. However, Ormsk said that with a radius of 2-3 meters, forget it, we don't want to be embarrassed and conspicuous.