On a dark and windy night, the terrifying figures wandering in the dark jungle quietly spread the restless atmosphere among the monsters.
Ouch——
The cries of the monsters spread far into Fillinmore, passed through the high city walls, and reached the keen ears of the elves in the city. These days, the jungle outside the city has become increasingly restless.
"Your Highness, you are looking for me." City Lord Feilin lowered his head and asked. He glanced at Prince Feng Luo who had occupied his study room, and wondered what Prince Feng Luo's orders were.
"Master Feilin, now you should have received the news from the Elf King's Court." Feng Luo showed an indifferent smile, "Do you really want to drive me out of here? A prince who is of little value should not give you orders anymore.
That’s right.”
"Feilin doesn't dare. Prince, please don't joke around." Feilin suddenly felt sweat on his forehead. He lowered his head and said to himself, "Your Highness will always be Your Highness. I will never listen to those rumors. Someone is maliciously slandering Your Highness."
"Malicious slander? No, you are wrong," Feng Luo stood up slowly, walked to the window sill with a calm face, pushed open the expensive glazed window sill, and stared at the night sky with a somewhat deep gaze. "No one was malicious.
The slander, the news coming out of the royal court are all true, I was banned from my whole body by my mother, and I was demoted from the royal court by her, so I lost the chance to compete for the throne."
Feilin lowered his head and said nothing. He knew Feng Luo well and obviously did not dare to follow the words of His Highness the Prince.
"Alas..." Feng Luo's sigh disappeared into the night wind, leaving not much trace. The breeze blew, and the fresh air unique to the Elf Empire could not relax his mind. "I paid so much for the empire, but in the end I only got
Such a depressing ending, Lord Felin, what do you think?"
"His Highness has worked hard for many years and has made great achievements, but this time His Majesty was too hasty and unfair." City Lord Feilin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Although he is a smiling tiger and has a very deep city, he always has considerable doubts when facing Feng Luo.
Mental stress.
Feng Luo clasped his hands behind his back and was dressed in plain clothes. He was a little less aggressive and a little more profound and elegant. "You don't have to complain about me. I don't need your pity and sympathy. That's what only the weak want."
"I don't dare," Feilin City Lord lowered his head in fear. He didn't dare to say anything more.
"There is no need to make such a gesture. I came to you today. Naturally, I have something to discuss with you." Feng Luo said lightly. Lord Feilin suddenly knelt down and rested his head on the stone slab. The elves are an incredible people.
A race that places too much emphasis on kneeling and worshiping.
"I am loyal to Your Highness. Why would Your Highness use such words to test you? Your Highness has forgotten that in order to carry out Your Highness's order, Feilin sent people to surround and kill my father..."
"Get up, I don't doubt what you mean, it's just that the situation is over, and I feel a little bit unwilling to leave Cha Liang." There was a sad smile on Feng Luo's lips, and there were several letters on his desk. Those were several people who originally supported him.
Information about the defection of a big noble. "From the moment I decided to embark on this path, I already knew that there would be a situation like this. That's all."
"Your Highness must not be so discouraged. We just lost for a while, but we have no chance." City Lord Feilin said urgently, "Your Highness, our efforts over the years cannot be in vain. You still have military power in your hands, and a large number of people who are fighting for
The tribesmen who are fighting for the restoration of the elves are supporting you, Your Highness."
Feng Luo slowly closed his eyes. His back looked a little depressed and lonely. Feilin City Lord's words seemed to be persuading, but in fact they were just comforting. The Elf Queen is the absolute ruler of the Elf clan and the master of the Natural God Religion. Among the elves,
He has absolute prestige and unquestionable right to speak. Apart from gaining her favor and getting the throne, Feng Luo has no other way to fight for what he wants.
Power, the supreme power to control the fate of elves. Feng Luo clenched his fists tightly, but slowly let go...
"Your Highness, we can gather our forces here. Even if the Queen wants to deal with you again, she still has to be cautious."
Feng Luo transformed into you and turned around. He sneered: "Deal? She is my mother, why should she deal with me?"
"Yes, Your Highness is right." Feilin City Lord whispered, still trying to persuade Feng Luo for some reason, "Your Highness, I still think it is safer to pool the power in your hands. You are now being punished by His Majesty. The power in the princess's hands is
We must infiltrate and divide your forces. Instead of letting our hard-trained troops make wedding clothes for them, it is better to gather them all in the mountains and forests outside Fillingmore, as Fillingmore has ample military ration reserves."
"This... is not impossible, but what's the point?" Feng Luo sighed and slowly sat in the chair, "Do as you say. Although it is a desperate struggle, we must also make a good gesture."
"Yes." City Lord Feilin stood up slowly, and when he turned his head, a strange smile appeared on his lips.
"Tomorrow is the night of the full moon," Lin Yutian shook his head. The long period of killing monsters made him a little tired. This fatigue has long existed, but he did not stop to rest. "The number of corpses is still not enough."
"Master, Shadow Dance is useless. We haven't found the nearest village yet." Shadow Dance whispered to the side. This situation was beyond Lin Yutian's expectation. I originally thought that there must be villages and towns around Philinmore, otherwise what about such a large city?
To survive, all kinds of resources are definitely not enough. But Lin Yutian later studied it carefully and found that the reason why monsters of the same level are scattered everywhere is that it is normal that there are no villages or towns around.
"Don't blame yourself," Lin Yutian is still very tolerant, although it depends on who he is. "Take the blood elves and search the surrounding jungle. If you find any graves or mass graves, remove the bodies."
Transport it back with traces."
"Yes," Yingwu lowered his head in response, "Then Yingwu resigned."
"Go," the wild boar turned around and continued to fight with the monsters. He usually didn't pay attention to collecting them. Only when he needed to use them did he realize how precious a corpse was.
This is also a problem that Lin Yutian only realized after returning from the city. The number of the same kind of monsters is limited and it is difficult to form a large-scale combat group. The undead are different. They are like the most regular army and can be used as a unit in frontal warfare.
Lin Yutian originally wanted to find a few NPC villages and towns to kill, and then transform enough undead... It seems that finding an idea is getting closer to the nature of the wild boar villain, and will also attract the attention of the light forces, but through the mountains and forests
The wild boar consciously occupies the right time and place.
"Forget it, I can't remember these things, let's do it step by step."
Lin Yutian didn't know that at this time, a force was taking the initiative to send undead resources to his door. Although it would cause him some trouble at first, there would definitely be unexpected gains later.
Wait, Lin Yutian suddenly thought of something.
"Afraid, come here." Lin Yutian called in his heart, summoning the soul-touching antenna, and accurately conveyed his thoughts to the soul servants within no more than three hundred miles.
Half a minute later, the Dread Knight jumped on his horse and ran wildly, rushing out of the scorched earth of the Devil May Cry Land.
What Lin Yutian suddenly thought of was nothing else, but the unexpected upgrade of Polusa, and he also noticed that the Dread Knight also improved in strength after it came here. Polusa once said that it inexplicably gained strength in the river.
Improved, and the Dread Knight also improved a bit.
"Remember that location?"
"Master, I remember it was on the river on the first day." A faint fire flickered behind the Dread Knight's mask. He was also thinking. At that time, he only paid attention to the surrounding environment and did not pay too much attention to where it happened. "That paragraph
There seems to be a power hidden under the river, which is very vague to me..."
"River?" Lin Yutian thought in a low voice and summoned the Touching Spirit, and Plancy ran out directly as if he had a telepathy. "The power from the water? What kind of power is that?"
Plancy lowered his head and thought: "What power?"
"The power that can increase the strength of Warcraft and the Undead," the wild boar frowned and thought. He was considering the time it would take for him to go there and the possibility of gaining strength. "I want to go and have a look."
"Go and have a look? You mean, search along the river?"
"Well," the wild boar nodded, "just treat this as an adventure. Are you interested, old man?"
"Of course, my old bones can still withstand your torture."
