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Chapter 1989 Hug together for warmth

 After crossing the Dawn Mountain, we have reached the core area of ​​the Shimmer Forest. The trolls stopped and stared at the pure-blood elf standing dozens of meters away.

"Why did you invade the Shimmering Forest? Are you planning to provoke the second elven civil war?"

"Let's go back here. After all, we are all respectable people. Don't embarrass each other."

Bell, the commander of Shimmer Forest, the pinnacle of power, and the three-feathered archer. Bell is a very pure pure-blooded elf, with spotless leather armor, neat hair, and that innate arrogance.

Not annoying. At least on this point, it is rare for the Trolls and Boom to reach a consensus.

Perhaps because he thought this was the center of the Shimmer Forest, Three-Feathered Archer Bell was not afraid of the troll cavalry at all, even though he was led by the clan leader Carol and the astrologer Slan.

However, his eyes finally fixed on the face of the clan leader Carol. After all, everyone knows that the troll clan has always been proud of their long fangs, but now there are two circular scars left on the opponent's face, but

It’s the fangs wearing seven iron rings.

The guillotine (two-handed axe) swung out a bloody light, and the unique lines of the blood-striped troll appeared on Carol's skin.

The so-called commander of Shimmer Forest, Three-feathered Archer Bell, widened his eyes, but the perspective looked very strange. There were no signs, and there was no pre-battle communication. It only took Carol less than two seconds to kill him.

Dropped the opponent's head.

"You are just a three-feathered archer, but you still dare to talk nonsense in front of me. I, Carol, will not become a waste just because I lost my fangs. Remember to be smart in the next life. It is best to be a blind man."

"Let's go, I have already sensed the aura of the Queen, which means that the World Tree is indeed abnormal, otherwise the pure-blood elves will definitely send the main battle army to encircle and suppress us."

"As for these wastes, just get rid of them. People in the world generally say that pure-blood elves are very polite, but I have never felt that."

I saw Carol crushing Bell's head with one foot, and then walking towards the north of Shimmer Forest again. At the same time, Astrologer Slan also used the Magical Tome of Wailing (magic weapon). After all, no matter what he did,

Even if you despise the other party, you must also admit the power of the pure-blood elves.

After all, the pure-blood elves are rich in natural magicians. Although the destructive power of natural magicians is not terrible, they can ensure that the warriors are in the best condition to the greatest extent. This is actually similar to the oracles of the orcs.

How wonderful.

Two hours later, 50,000 pure-blooded elven cavalry fought against more than 20,000 troll warriors. Most of the pure-blooded elves were magicians, while most of the trolls were douqi professionals, or in other words only astrologists.

Zhe Silan is a capable psychic driver.

"First of all, I will not hold you responsible for killing Bell (Commander of Shimmer Forest, Three Feather Archer), and I will not be angry because you broke into the central area of ​​Shimmer Forest."

"Secondly, as you have guessed, the World Tree is indeed very weak now, so weak that it cannot perfectly protect the people of the tribe, or it cannot withstand more harm."

"It's just... Even so, the pure-blood elves will definitely coexist and die with the World Tree. If you really plan to continue to act like this, then declare war."

Pure-blood Elf Queen Nydia still had the same indifferent demeanor, but she still used the Touch of the World Tree (one-handed staff), and the natural psychic energy fluctuations swept across a radius of ten thousand meters, causing countless flower buds to unfold.

Come.

After that, more staffs and magic wands flashed with fluorescence, more bowstrings were instantly drawn, and more swords reflected the cold light.

As Queen Nydia said, the World Tree is not only the patron saint of the pure-blood elves, but also the pillar of belief for the ethnic group. Unless the last tribe member dies, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to touch the World Tree.
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The World Tree was so weak due to Perseus' psychic disorder, which was due to devouring a large amount of natural psychic power contained in the World Tree. But even so, Boom and his team did not intend to completely destroy it.

, it’s not that you can’t, but that you respect this existence that symbolizes the power of faith.

"Originally, I thought you could take advantage of the Third Holy War to return to the habitat of all beasts, so the current situation should be very precarious. At least the losses will be heavy, otherwise there would be no reason to attack so suddenly."
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"The dark elves have already migrated to the ancient continent. It can be said that the pure-blood elves have gained a large territory for nothing. As long as they can have time to breathe, they will surely rise again."

"The dispute will not end only if one side is completely destroyed. I plan to face up to the status of the Trolls in the Elf Continent, establish an alliance with you, and protect our homeland together in the future."

"I think this is a happy situation for everyone. In other words, if a war breaks out, no matter which side wins in the end, it will pay a heavy price."

"Astrologer Silan, you can do a divination for the trolls and ask your ancestors for their opinions. I believe there are more smart people and I trust the trolls' vision more."

The pure-blood elf queen sighed, and then said that World Tree is indeed very weak at the moment. But if the trolls insist on having their own way, then the pure-blood elves will not mind fighting to the death.

The pure-blood elf queen promised not to suppress the trolls again, and said that from now on, they would establish a covenant relationship with each other to jointly protect the elf continent.

The troll cavalry all turned to look at the clan leader Carol. After all, only the clan leader can decide this kind of thing. But in fact, they don't really like to declare war with each other. After all, it was the pure-blood elves who accepted the exiles in this continent in the early years.

Although the trolls always seem a little superior, if you think about it carefully, they have never done anything despicable.

The patriarch Carol finally set her sights on the astrologer Si Lan. After all, when it comes to strategy, she, the patriarch, is ashamed of herself.

"The trolls just want a place to live. I hope that we can live in peace and protect this continent together in the future."

Astrologer Si Lan said this, and slowly closed the Howling Magic Tome (magic weapon). However, he only said that he would protect "this continent", not the shimmering forest of pure-blood elves.

Immediately, more than 20,000 Troll warriors turned and left, but did not get any closer to the World Tree. Regarding this outcome, both sides seemed extremely calm. The pure-blood elves were honest with each other and had nothing to fear. The astrologer

Si Lan had already expected this to happen, and he wouldn't be surprised.

The Third Holy War has completely come to an end today. No matter whether the forces of all parties are happy or sad, they have all chosen to stop with a tacit understanding and continue to develop silently.

After all, all forces are well aware that the Fourth Holy War may be launched one day in the future. Perhaps the biggest problem in the future is how to please the City of Shadows, and perhaps we must first eliminate some incompetent people.<

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The pure-blood elves lowered their posture, and the trolls rarely kept calm, and did not choose to fight each other to the death. The former was because the World Tree was in a weak stage, and now it was shaking hands with the dark elves to make peace, but it was even more serious.

I hope things can return to normalcy.

The Trolls, on the other hand, seemed a little depressed because Camus, the master of the seventh ring, was wiped out by Gloria with a snap of a finger, and naturally they no longer wanted to fight continuously.

The return journey became extremely smooth. Perhaps because of the beautiful scenery of the shimmering forest, the troll warriors also seemed to relax a lot and were no longer as aggressive as when they came.

The patriarch Carol, who was walking at the end, was chatting with the astrologer Slan. The former frowned again, while the latter also looked a little anxious.


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