Chapter five hundred and ninety fourth: mist elf lord
"Don't worry about him. If Count Kanu really comes, I will go out to help you and I will beat the crap out of them."
Farut patted Binder's shoulder affectionately, showing no trace of the tense atmosphere just now.
Not far away, Qin Feng was flying in the air with his figure hidden.
In front of him, there was an extremely large mist elf, at least 50 meters tall. The most important thing was that it found him.
"This is at least a mist elf lord."
At the same time, he found that the mist elf began to move towards him, and Qin Feng immediately guessed that the other party was not using his eyes.
Could it be soul fluctuations? Or could they observe heat sources? After all, this is more reliable... Maybe this is a good idea... Qin Feng quickly flew back to the original path.
In front of a row of cabins in the misty forest, Farut and Binder were sitting at a table.
"The new king wants you to be a duke?" Binder sat at the table without any formality and poured himself a glass of water.
"Huh, not really. He also wants me to be a sharp sword to eliminate all opposition voices in the country for him." Farut shook his head and revealed Diablo's true thoughts.
"That's not bad. After all, he is the Duke. If you add the misty forest and misty towns to your territory, then we can save ourselves." Thinking of the bright future, Binder seemed very happy.
Farut didn't take it seriously, "When I become a duke, Diablo will definitely let me show my face first, and then wait for him to take back his rights.
If anyone objects, it's time for me to take action. Maybe I will go to the battlefield and let my brothers fight with me."
"It felt terrible, and I couldn't enjoy peace anymore." Binder was a little thirsty and drank all the water in the bowl in one breath.
Farut said helplessly: "Peace? How is it possible? New continents appear in the sky almost every year. When they come to this world, either we will attack the alien races above, or those alien races will attack us.
And not only are there wars between alien races, but there are also nobles within the kingdom who like to stab people in the back, it’s simply a mess.”
Binder said with a smile: "But you are a level 45 strong man. As long as you go out and do a little bit, the kingdom will be unified soon. By then, you will not be rich and powerful..."
"Prosperity and wealth?" Farut sneered, "Have you not seen the Kingdom of the Crane across the sea? Although the two countries have been safe and sound, this is only temporary. The Kingdom of Bajo is due to internal affairs, and the other party is
Because they have just arrived here, firstly they are not familiar with it, and secondly because of the earthquake when they landed."
"Now, the Kingdom of the Crane seems to be ready. Do you think they will continue to maintain peace with the Kingdom of Bajo?" Farut looked at Binder with a half-smile.
"Maybe..." Binder also remained doubtful about his words.
At this time, a huge mist elf slowly emerged from the mist, and its mist tentacles almost enveloped the entire camp.
The people around the camp suddenly panicked. They had never seen such a large mist elf.
"Hurry up and light the torches and bonfires, the more the better." Farut stood up and shouted at everyone.
At the same time, he turned to face Binder and said, "Stop sitting there and come and help quickly, otherwise we will have nowhere to go."
Helpless Binder also stood up, the sword already appeared in his hand, "Okay, no problem."
"But I have a problem."
A familiar voice sounded from above their heads. When the two looked up, Qin Feng's figure slowly appeared.
"Why are you talking and laughing here? I thought you had been killed..." Qin Feng crossed his arms and looked at Binder. He was obviously in good condition at the moment.
"Well, ah, ha... I'd better go help first..." Binder had no intention of explaining, and immediately ran to the bonfire, picked up a torch and rushed towards the mist elf.
Qin Feng then looked at Farut, condescendingly, "Do you need to give me an explanation?"
Farut raised his head and said, "You brought the mist elves, right? If one of my men dies, you don't want me to fight for your king."
"Whatever, my mission is just to deliver the letter to you. Since the mission has been completed, I can go back now." Qin Feng was about to fly in the direction he came from.
"Hey." Farut suddenly stopped Qin Feng, "You are going back empty-handed now. Based on my understanding of the king, without my reply, he will not give you any reward, and you may even lie and take back your own.
Promised reward.
Believe me, they will definitely do this, after all, they have done it once.”
"You care about your subordinates, why don't we make a deal?" Qin Feng looked at him with a smile, "I will destroy the mist elf lord. You write a letter and give it to me. You can write whatever you want, how about it?"
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"Are you going to destroy the mist elves?" Farut looked at Qin Feng with distrust, "Okay, as long as you can eliminate the mist elves, I will send a letter to your king. But, I think you are not good at all.
There is no possibility of winning..."
While he was speaking, the huge mist elf had silently arrived at the edge of the camp.
The countless firelights made it very fearful. As soon as the mist tentacles touched the flames, they made a sizzling sound and turned into mist that evaporated in the air.
As the big men threw torches, the flames burned dents one after another on the Mist Lord's body.
"Hey, everyone, pull back. This little brother wants to fight the Mist Elf alone. Let us cheer him on."
Farut called all the big men back, brought a bench, and sat on it, as if he was ready to watch a show.
"I bet a bottle of wine that he can last ten minutes."
"I bet for twenty minutes, the bet is a whole chicken..."
"I bet for thirty minutes that the leader will win...the bet is...one copper coin. Don't look at me like that. This is all my wealth."
Huge bat wings appeared behind Qin Feng, leading him to run forward quickly.
More than a dozen tentacles stretched out from the mist elf lord's body and rolled towards Qin Feng, seeming to freeze this overestimating insect.
"The level of Black Tornado has been improved..."
In mid-air, Qin Feng had raised the level of the black whirlwind to level II, but when he used the black whirlwind, a storm twice as strong as before appeared around him.
In the shocked eyes of those big men, Qin Feng rushed directly towards the mist elf's chest.
All the mist tentacles on the way were shattered by the black whirlwind around Qin Feng, and rushed into the chest of the mist elf without any hindrance.
There was a stir of clouds and mist, and Qin Feng rushed left and right inside the mist elf's body, but the mist elf had nothing to do with him.
Found it...
A fist-sized soul core whirlwind appeared in front of him in the air. Qin Feng flapped his wings fiercely and stabbed straight into the soul core with the sharp sword in his hand.
Bang……
There was a sound of breaking like glass, and the soul core turned into dots of starlight and disappeared in front of Qin Feng's eyes.