An elf touched his chin and looked at the person in charge of the Dragon Nest who knew everything.
"beat!"
beat?
Who will fight? How? Is there a plan?
Everyone knows how to fight, but the question is how to fight and how to fight.
"The west outside the elven kingdom has been occupied by evil things. It seems that there is no way to expand here in a short time."
"And the southeast two directions are close to the coast. No one knows whether there are chaotic evil things in the deep sea."
"Except for the north, which has little value for civil development, we have no place to expand."
An elf carefully analyzed the current problems in the elf country and revealed some information that everyone knew or guessed.
This is related to the future development plan of the Elf Kingdom, and we really need to make plans early.
It was originally believed that the western land of the Elf Kingdom was an excellent expansion area. It was located in hills and vast expanse of land, suitable for farming crops and building water conservancy projects, and became a hotbed for population growth in the Elf Kingdom.
Hibernating here for more than a hundred years, not only is it enough to swallow the world, but it is not a big problem to swallow a continent.
It's just that God's calculations are not as good as those of humans, and evil things are at crossroads here.
No one knows whether there are evil gods behind these evil things. No, I should say, no one knows how many evil gods are behind these evil things.
The elves and gods remain silent and never interfere with the elves' decisions. Although they know that the gods are always behind them, this is not a reason to rely on the gods.
We are high above, overlooking the mortal world, and nothing in the world will surprise us, but the occasional glance will make a lucky person become one favored by God.
Many elves are the first tribesmen, but in their minds, the world seems to have been the same for decades or hundreds of years.
Being able to become an elf means that he is already transcendent, and can enter the Emerald Dream, and can enter the space of fantasy gods without using the means of the chosen ones.
In the Phantom God Space, wild druids will have an adaptation period, and they will live their entire life in a certain world in their wild transformation.
Whether it is ten years or decades, although there is no increase in strength, the increase in wisdom is not less.
When they suddenly looked back, they suddenly sighed and realized that it had only been more than ten years.
The gods in the memory are already standing high in the clouds, and the beings who once came to earth as saints are watching them move forward step by step.
"So you plan to pull out this nail?" An elf raised his hand.
"That's right, we won't feel at ease if we don't remove him." If we don't remove this nest, who knows what it will develop into in the future. Confining one side of the border also limits a key development direction in the future.
"Okay, how many air knights should we dispatch?"
"one."
"one?"
The speaking elf's eyes widened. A sky knight? Is it a legendary sky knight or a high priest? Do our sky knights have this organization?
"Knight Commander Mort, this is your equipment." In the dragon's nest, there is a wide concave platform surrounded by walls on both sides, with the snow-capped mountains at its back.
In front of the snow-capped mountains are high cliffs with biting cold winds and biting frost and snow.
Several logistics personnel responsible for putting on armor stood there early, looking at the approaching knight commander and flying dragon.
"Thanks."
Mott walked over, stretched out his hand, and let the support staff move their hands up and down his body to put on the exclusive black iron secret armor for him.
Grell, the thunder dragon on one side, also spread his wings, twisted his neck and looked at the tribesmen wearing secret armor on him. This routine was already familiar to him.
"What is this?" Greer's voice was low, and he blew out a stream of white air from his nose, looking at the additional blue-white round pendant on his chest.
"The latest achievement in the laboratory can effectively store thunder elements..." Before the elf responsible for installing the pendant could finish his words, he saw Greer let out a long inhaling hiss, and the air-conditioning around him seemed like
It was like being sucked out of him.
"Sure enough...it's really powerful." Greer coughed twice intermittently, adapting to the plug-in energy source that was different from his own magic circuit.
"It will be a little uncomfortable at first, remember to get used to it before using it." The beautiful elf blinked at the thunder dragon Grell.
However, a certain thunder-type flying dragon didn't pay attention to her at all. Instead, it looked at the forty-centimeter-diameter thunder element storage piece on its chest with great interest, as if it had acquired a novelty.
"Are there any more? I feel like if there are two more, we can kill seven in and seven out of the group of evil creatures."
The pretty elf rolled her eyes. They only had one prototype like this in their laboratory. If the person above hadn't asked for it by name, who would have taken it out and wished they could put it in an isolation box.
"Only this one, no more." She said with a straight face and put away all the boxes used to hold plug-ins at the back.
"Remember, although its safety performance is good, nothing is guaranteed. If something doesn't feel right, just pop it out and throw it as far as you can."
"Will it explode?" Greer asked one more question.
"Yes, maybe it will cause a lightning storm. Remember to hide when the time comes." After packing his things, the elf told him some precautions in detail.
On the other side, Mote took a pink glass bottle that was not much bigger than his fist with great care.
The glass bottle is in the shape of a perfect mushroom cone, which looks extremely beautiful and has an inexplicable aura.
"This is the main ingredient of your mission. Detonate it in the pit." A handsome elf whispered to him.
"Then what?" Mort asked.
"run."
"Get out of there as fast as you can." The elf gave him a deep look. "Your task is just to release it and then stay away from it."
"Don't be brave, the things there... are beyond your reach."
After just a slight reminder, the elf looked like he was afraid of Mo Shen, closed his mouth, and stopped revealing any other information.
But this was enough. Mott had guessed a lot, and his heart sank. It seemed that he really had to run faster this time.
After listening to the instructions, Mott opened the folder handed to him and looked at the top-secret documents on it.
There is a warning sign on the surface of the document, telling Mott that the information on it can only be viewed once and will be destroyed after that time.
This ability has already touched upon the realm of gods. After a moment of surprise, his face instantly became serious.
Their combat mission is very straightforward. Let them rush 20 kilometers first, rush to the opponent's lair, and then drop the mission items.
However, this process needs them to complete within three minutes, because after three minutes, an evil object comparable to an intermediate professional will appear, and at the fourth minute, an evil object comparable to a high-level professional will appear.
If he fails to deliver the mission items within the stipulated time, he will be in danger of dying on the spot.