The sun rises and the moon sets, the night is quiet, the red sun rises in the east, and the wild boar has been fighting with those seemingly endless monsters. This makes Rakshasa very incomprehensible. Isn't the master tired? He has been fighting all day long...
The Violent Bear and the Shadow Leopard have long been familiar with the state of the wild boar when fighting monsters. After Lin Yutian said the words of free movement, they began to look for their own territory around them, planning to settle down here in the next period of time. Fortunately, they
They are elites and lords at level 39, and their strength can still stand within the distribution range of these ordinary monsters at levels 45 and 6.
Their levels are somewhat behind the times. Unlike the created undead that can be upgraded, it is difficult to improve the levels of these monsters unless there are special encounters.
Lin Yutian was also thinking when he was killing monsters. Now that the violent bear and shadow leopard are thugs of the same level as him, what use will they have if they follow him in a month or two? It's just that he thinks he can't do it.
The only thing we can do is arrange a safe place for them to go when the time comes, or find a way to let them return to freedom.
I continued to lower my head and fight monsters, gaining experience bit by bit, even though my yellow slot was over a quarter full at this time.
For him, level is equal to strength, and accumulating strength is always a long process. Only by being down-to-earth and walking step by step can Wild Boar lay a solid foundation for himself and welcome opportunities that may arise at any time.
Opportunity? Does encountering a lord monster or an elite golden NPC count? If it does, it will be fast...
Philinmore, it was already the third day of the deadline given by Nuo Yan. Nuo Yan, who was wearing golden mail armor, was very powerful, but he didn't have his own spear. Sitting on horseback, he looked at the tense situation ahead.
, with some suppressed anger on his face.
Who is he angry with? Is this a mission? The God of War Alliance is not at war with the Elven Bayer Empire. Why is he here?
"His Royal Highness, hey, he is really Prince Charming." In the corner of the street, a shield warrior wearing thick plate armor stood leaning against the wall. Although her delicate face was calm, there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.
Loss, and something complicated.
Sitting on a white horse, he is still as handsome and heroic as ever, giving people a sense of perseverance when silent.
There was a wry smile on the corner of her mouth. She refused to tease and turned towards the depths of the alley. When she turned around, Nuo Yan on the horse seemed to feel some emptiness. He turned his head and looked here, but he could only see a strange person.
Back view.
What's wrong with you? He touched his chin. His Royal Highness, who had to pay attention to his image, didn't find the stubble that had been there some time ago.
At the southern gate of Ferienmore, a team of thousands of people came to protect Nuoyan and were confronting the elves guarding the city. When the orc guards couldn't help but draw their long swords, the cold-faced elven archers on the city wall drew their bows.
Full of strings.
"Put down your weapons! Put down your weapons! Don't fire arrows!"
"We are not here to bleed! Brave warriors, now is not the time to be impulsive!"
Officials from both sides are actively negotiating, but Nuo Yan does not show up at this time, waiting for the city gate to make way. They will go to the Elf King's Court, which is still far away.
Nuo Yan quickly reacted from his trance and looked calmly at the archers standing on the city wall. These elf archers, who are famous throughout the continent, have strong arm strength and the reputation of being perfect with perfect shots.
Every elf is a marksman who can shoot through the enemy with a hundred steps. Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, the archer legion of the elves is indeed a headache for his enemies.
"Your Highness! Your Highness, please don't be anxious! The honor guard to greet you is already on the way!" The old elf still said this. He rushed in front of Nuo Yan from the outside and took the reins of Nuo Yan's mount. "Your Highness, please Don't let us be suspected of being rude. Otherwise, it will just make things difficult for us, and if the royal court blames us, we will definitely suffer, Your Highness."
"Elves are known for their generosity and peace. How could they really blame you for Nuo Yan's persistence?" Nuo Yan smiled calmly. If what the old elf said was true, then his words would be enough to make the elf The royal court will not pursue the old elf's fault. "My people are preparing for war, and brave warriors from tribes everywhere have gathered. If I still wait here quietly, the situation ahead will be out of control." . ”
"But Your Highness, even if you go to the royal court, if you don't hand over the stolen holy water, this war will be inevitable."
"The holy water is not with us! And the God of War Alliance will never steal in such a despicable way!" Nuo Yan drank in a low voice, "After I meet the Queen, I will ask the Holy See of Light to conduct an inventory in Alandra and several surrounding cities. If the elves’ holy water cannot be found, then the Bayer Empire will give me an explanation from the God of War Alliance!”
"Your Highness, don't make it difficult for us."
"If you want to start a full-scale war in advance, I am not timid." Nuo Yan said in a tough tone, and the old elf quickly made a judgment and released his hand holding the reins.
"Your Highness, I will lead the way for you."
"Excuse me," Nuo Yan said with a slight smile on his lips. He thought he had passed this level.
The archers on the city wall put down their bows and arrows amid a burst of piccolo sound. The sound of the piccolo was melodious and high-pitched, and could be accurately conveyed to the ears of each archer even with the sound of war drums. Through the length of the piccolo sound, the sound was rapid and slow. , a lot of information can be heard from the elf's confession, such as how hard to shoot arrows at a certain angle.
Thousands of elves were temporarily organized to serve as the escort for the God of War Alliance mission, and the old elf who mounted a horse and followed Nuo Yan looked a little gloomy.
After walking out of the city gate, there was a dense jungle not far ahead. Nuo Yan's brows twitched a few times, and he seemed to have a bad premonition in his heart. He lowered his head and glanced at the scroll lying quietly in the mail, and he felt a little calmer. A little more.
"Your Highness," the old elf chuckled, although the smile was a little forced, "I still think that if we wait for the honor guard to come from the royal court, it will be safer... this way."
"Safety? Is there anything unsafe in this peaceful land of elves?"
"Peace is only for elves," the old man seemed to mean something. "There are also some conflicts among the elves. After all, as long as there is political power, there can be no real peace."
Nuo Yan smiled and said nothing, his eyes narrowed slightly, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was always calm. "The princes of all countries are protected by the Holy See of Light. Don't worry, sir, even if there are people in your country who are disgusted with my arrival, Nor will he do anything wrong that will endanger the peace between the two countries."
The old elf smiled along with him, but his words were more than a little mocking of the young and frivolous prince.
There are no absolutes in the world. Whether you have the courage to take risks depends only on whether the results of the risks are tempting enough. At this time, Nuo Yan was full of temptations...
The siege of Orlandra stopped for a while, but the elves did not give up the place for a fair fight outside the city, and kept suppressing the Army of the God of War Alliance in the city.
The eyes of the defending general standing on the city wall looking at the elven army were bloodshot. He had not rested for several days since the body of the young man in silver armor was gone.
"General! We found that giant snake in that ruins!"
"Let's go!" The general rushed down from the tower, "Everyone is on alert. If the elves attack, defend with all your strength!"
Leaving his post without permission, the general jumped on a horse, and with a hundred guards gathered around him, he rushed straight to the east gate.
The music of the organ was flying in the palace behind the battlefield. His Royal Highness, wearing loose silk clothes, lay beside the pool. The beautiful elf in the pool covered her body with tulle.
"Your Highness!" A black figure appeared from the air and knelt behind the prince. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at the few elf girls in the pool who were playing as if no one was around. "Those guys are out of the city!"
"Oh? Can't you finally bear it?" The elf prince murmured, "Proceed as planned."
The black shadow whispered: "Your Highness, the old city master of Feilin is also in the team."
"Oh?" His Highness Feng Luo raised his hand, and an elf girl swam in front of him, letting the prince's fingers touch her shoulders, her pretty face a little red. "That old stubborn seems to have always been opposed to me sending troops, right?
, What a pity, he is actually a very nice old guy, and he taught me a few lessons when I was underage, so just kill him."
"Yes." The black shadow gradually disappeared into the air, leaving only the laughter echoing in the palace... (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
