"I want to see Lord Feilin. I have something important to ask and exchange opinions with him."
"Yes, Bishop, please rest here. I will report it right away." Although the elf guarding the gate of the city lord's palace was a little unfamiliar with the old man in front of him, he quickly remembered the old guy's identity and said respectfully.
With.
According to convention, the status of the city lord should be equal to or slightly inferior to that of the bishop of the cathedral. However, given that the belief in light in the Elven Empire is not deeply rooted, the Holy See has turned a blind eye to the decline of divine power here.
There is no need to pursue further. Even so, the Feilin clan of the city lord's palace still told their elves that if the bishop of the Church of Light comes, they must receive him respectfully.
"Don't bother, I'll wait here for a moment." The old elf bishop waved his hand and asked the guard to report immediately. The guard walked forward quickly, and the elves around him were talking about this person's habit of never leaving the door or taking a step forward.
What is the Lord Bishop doing here?
Ten minutes later, in the conference room of the City Lord's Mansion, the newly succeeded City Lord Felin looked at the old bishop who was speaking righteously with a bit of laughter and tears.
"Bishop Flo, you mean to make me believe these incredible remarks you said." The city owner stood up from his seat, walked to the window sill on one side and looked at the scenery outside the window. After a long time, he shook his head. "Although.
That's true, but I also want to believe you, Bishop, you are a wise elder. This is what my father once said. It's just that Bishop, because of your words, you asked me to mobilize the army to conquer some things that may not exist.
of Warcraft..."
"Their power is so huge that you can't imagine it, young man!" The bishop's tone was a little excited, but then calmed down, "The city lord only needs to send people to the southwest to take a look. If your people come back safe and sound, then I have nothing to say.
It can be said."
"I have already sent people," the city lord pointed to the knights who were marching in front of the castle outside the window, "but Sir Bishop, those monsters have been living in the surrounding jungles since ancient times. The ancestors of the elves never exterminated them, and they were originally
The masters of nature. Monsters have no intelligence, hands, or weapons. No matter how powerful their bodies are, they cannot pose a threat to us."
"You can't sense that there is a force that is uniting the surrounding monsters, as well as the undead, the terrible undead!" the bishop whispered, "I can sense the growth of these dark forces in my sleep!"
"Alright, Bishop." The middle-aged city lord reached out and flicked the non-existent dust on his shoulders. When he turned his head, he was still smiling, "You must have received the guidance of the God of Light in your sleep, and you just used this method to expand the power of light.
Believers, this is not possible in the kingdom of elves. I think you should leave and go back to have a cup of strong tea and pray to the God of Light."
The bishop hesitated to speak, swung his sleeves fiercely, turned around and left. The old bishop could only leave one sentence: "When darkness falls, you will all pray for the blessing of light!"
"Perhaps." The city lord curled his lips with some casual ridicule, waiting for the bishop to leave. The elf city lord's face was full of helplessness, and he walked back behind the desk and continued to read the information sent from the human kingdom.
Princess Hans of the Empire travels around the world in search of her true love? Haha, what conspiracy are the greedy humans planning? This seems to be a precursor to their war. "Where is my loyal Captain Corzine? Go and choose a few among the civilians.
Elf with a handsome face, we must prepare a suitable gift for the princess of our friendly country."
There were footsteps and a faint response outside the door, and the Lord of the City smiled lightly and walked to the window sill. He did not know at this time that the magical princess would make the last stop of her trip in Fillinmore.
In the eyes of Felin City Lord, even the princesses of the human race are difficult to compare with the ordinary noble daughters of the elves. This is the arrogance of the elves and an important reason why the elves rarely have diplomatic relations. After all, diplomacy is a matter that requires subtle reconciliation.
manual labor……
A group of knights slowly walked out of the city lord's palace. However, they did not go towards the southwest, but towards the north city gate. Obviously, the lord Felin just lied, and he did not want to send someone to check the southwest. The elf bishop said
The dark power is growing crazily, he just sent people to the town to collect taxes...
"Now I will officially assign the defense work in the territory."
Lin Yutian called all the younger brothers together for a meeting. This was also the first expanded meeting of the Politburo of the Wild Boar team. "From now on, Shadow Dance will be solely responsible for the defense around the territory, and you must all obey her orders!"
People sitting in rows eating fruits... No, the majestic group of lords looked at Shadow Dance standing aside at the same time, obviously they had accepted the wild boar's order.
At this time, Lin Yutian was standing on a large rock. Below him were more than forty lords, elites and blood elves, and on the left stood four or five of his humanoid subordinates.
According to the general logic of Warcraft, if Lin Yutian appoints a guy who is not powerful enough to suppress them as the boss, this group of Warcraft will definitely be dissatisfied. But controlled by the overbearing soul contract, these Warcraft lords have no resistance or negative emotions at all, and the wild boar uses the form of orders.
The group of monsters immediately obeyed the order.
"Below Shadow Dance, there are three captains," Ye Boar cleared his throat. He had thought about this arrangement for a long time. Then, he named the Warcraft Lords one by one. The grouping method was very simple. The first group was level 45.
The lord monster above is responsible for the defense of the entrance to the ancient tomb.
; The second group consists of monsters from level 40 to level 38, which are responsible for the defense of the leveling points where wild boars often go. The third group consists of lords below level 39, who are led by the violent bears.
The Rangers hunt all players in the territory surrounded by wild boars.
The second wild boar territory was officially formed, with this film ancient tomb as its loyalty, and spread to the surrounding area for more than 20 miles. Players whose average level is just at level 38 or 9 will not go to the refresh area of level 50 monsters for the time being.
, even if a thief came over, he would not be able to advance in the outermost defensive zone that was tightly surrounded by monsters.
Lin Yutian had made careful arrangements, just to ensure that he would not be disturbed while leveling. Seeing groups of monsters moving in all directions under the leadership of their respective lords, the wild boar felt a sense of security in his heart.
Pulling himself together, Lin Yutian jumped down from the stone and headed towards the entrance of the ancient tomb not far away. At this time every day, the monsters in the ancient tomb have been refreshed. Yesterday, the wild boar went to see the monsters on the fifth floor.
The BOSS has also appeared, but the wild boar cannot be challenged for the time being.
That blood lord turned out to be an epic lord at level 59. Fortunately, I used the body of the mad demon to kill this guy instantly, otherwise I would definitely be the one who died. It’s right to think about it. With one skill, I lost half of my health.
How could it be so ferocious if it wasn't at the epic level?
However, the blood bats no longer refresh, and there is only that solitary figure on the fifth floor. Those blood bats are like disposable monsters and will no longer refresh.
"It seems that we can't help the master now." As a soul servant, Salum was a little helpless about this situation and had to face it. They just couldn't help the wild boar, but as a strategic resource reserve, he, a space magician,
It still has extraordinary value.
"You have the ability to transfer space, which is better than mine." Rakshasa said with a wry smile. Although Planci would teach them both every day, and the wild boar would also take the opportunity to rest. But Planci taught them
All of them were theoretical knowledge about the basics of magic. It seemed that the old man did it intentionally and did not want to teach combat magic to the two of them.
"Are we complaining about the master's distrust?" Salum shook his head and sighed. The magician's robe on his body became a little dirty due to not being cleaned for a long time. "Then instead of wasting time here, I might as well return to Nuo.
Yan is by your side, that way you can help the master do more things."
"You want to leave?" Rakshasa frowned. If so, he would be left by his master's side. "What can you do for Nuo Yan?"
"As a member of the Royal Magician Group, I can naturally help him get more support and guarantees from the power center of the God of War Alliance, although he is the only heir to the throne and does not need this."
