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Six hundred and ninetieth eight chapters future

The horizon in the distance has begun to turn white.

The haze that had shrouded the sky for many days had dissipated, and the howling wind and snow had long since stopped.

This shows that the power from the artifact [Ice Shattering Light—Asweda Weissshawe] has been blocked.

The night brought by [Dark Time] has long since subsided. Wang Yuanheng killed the escapees in front of him and stopped the pursuit of others.

"Master, aren't you going to chase me?" Sauron silently glided down from the treetops. Beside him, the alchemy lynx Qingxuan also appeared quietly from the shadows.

"Today's harvest is good, but there is not much point in pursuing it any further." Wang Yuanheng smiled. Behind him, there were several ghosts from [Soul Hunters] wandering.

He now possesses an extraordinary charm, and he does not look too scary in such a scene, but some evil is unavoidable. Looking in the other direction, he seemed to have calmed down.

"Besides, it's time for the results to come out over there."



Instead of getting involved in the gold-level battle, Wang Yuanheng chose to wipe out the remaining cold-blooded clans.

Although with his current strength, it is not impossible to get involved there. However, he is not related to the Aglan elves, so why would he put so much effort into it?

The arrow that Borosonia had just fired had been prepared for a long time and was extremely powerful, but he did not reveal it before shooting it. Then he came out with at least four gold-level elders, obviously determined to win.

The dark elves of the cold-blooded clan are not weak either. Although they were attacked, they still had the clan artifact in hand, so the outcome was unpredictable.

Moreover, no matter he wins or loses, the biggest benefit will not be his turn.

Wang Yuanheng, a man of small stature who has not entered the silver level, has little benefit from joining in. The chance of capsizing is not small, so there is no need to feel uncomfortable.

I didn’t see Dan En. Although he insisted on coming, he didn’t go over to get involved. The dwarf prince’s possessions are definitely enough for any enemy to drink from a pot. But at this time, he can only say that he has more than enough to protect himself and not enough to be enterprising.

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When the morning sun began to spread over the entire Horsdale, the elves of Aglan began to cheer.

Without anyone's instructions, they started singing and dancing, and then prepared a grand banquet.

The demons who had been waiting around and liked to take advantage of the night to harass them disappeared. The warriors banged their weapons and sang loudly. The female elves played the harp and flute, danced and danced, and brought out the food and wine in a light and cheerful manner.

For this long-lost sun!



The mist in the mountains is flowing slowly, and the first ray of sunshine in the morning has just bloomed.

Passing through the fragrant forest garden of Horsdale, crossing the densely intertwined streams that crisscross the entire woodland, and avoiding the beautiful palace of the elves of Aglan that is integrated with nature, in this quiet place

Deep in the valley, a group of dwarf warriors, ready to go, stood quietly.

Then a burst of light and neat steps came, and you knew it was from the elves. With their gorgeous armor, tall and muscular bodies, and uniform movements, anyone could tell that this was an elite division. Of course, the prerequisite

If you don't lift their face shields, you will see their sleepy eyes, which are as tired as the dwarf warriors next to them. Many of them even have a lot of marks on their faces and necks.

Everyone had a blast!

After being besieged for a long time, the Aglan elves, who were even in danger of annihilation, needed such a carnival to completely get rid of the haze in their souls. Moreover, after all, the Betius Canyon is a special place, and the long-term suppressed life in the heart

It is not suitable to survive here, even if there are ancient guards.

As for the dwarves, as long as there is enough wine and a lively atmosphere, they will have a good time wherever they go.

After waiting for a while, a group of people hurriedly walked over with hurried and chaotic footsteps and the sound of weapons and armor clashing.

Except for Wang Yuanheng, everyone else in this group was just like the guy who was late for work after being hungover. The one in particular was the guy from Ironhide, who was yelling at people to help him put on his armor as he ran. Among them, the guy from Statham was the most eye-catching.

The claw marks and kiss marks on his neck couldn't be covered up at all. Obviously, even though he was a dwarf, in the world of facial recognition, racial boundaries could not stop "love" at all.

Although the elves of Aglan are unlikely to be very indulgent under the rule of a king like Borosonia, the general character of the elves cannot be as noble as in the legend.

For specific reference, let’s take a look at the group on earth known as the mixed literary and artistic circle.

As for Wang Yuanheng, it's not that he doesn't want to have fun together, it's mainly because Miss Ling'er is by his side, leaving no chance for any of the female Aglans.

"Prince Dane, the King of Borosonia has ordered us to follow you. Aglan thanks the dwarves for their help and is willing to play a role in fighting the demon of destruction." Scarlett bowed slightly and saluted, and said loudly.

Dann then also expressed his welcome to the Aglan elves to join the army of justice, loudly encouraged the soldiers, and announced the departure of the entire army.

To be honest, if he hadn't arrived with his helmet still tilted, his armor incomplete, and his cape still stuck to his waistband, he might have looked a bit princely.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

As several Aglan elves chanted, the smooth mountain walls in the valley that were originally hard rocks suddenly began to ripple continuously, and the token Dann took out also glowed with golden light, and a strange portal slowly opened, and

The golden light is shining brightly in it, as if it is not a tunnel at all, but a treasure house filled with wealth.

"Very good, it fits the style of the dwarves very well." The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Wang Yuanheng also followed the team into the corridor, and on the other side of the mountain, several figures were watching the team slowly sink into the mountain wall.

"My king, I don't quite understand why you still want Scarlett to lead the people to follow Dankui's unreliable son." A handsome male elf who looked to be less than forty years old was the one who raided the darkness yesterday.

Pirol, one of the elders of the elves, despite his young appearance, is actually several generations older than Wang Yuanheng's grandfather.

"Dankui was not very reliable when he was young, but now even I have to admit that I may not be his opponent." Borosonia smiled, not minding that he admitted the fact that he was inferior to others,

This is something rare to see in the Elf King of Agland. "Although dwarves are known as the Sons of Stone, the quality of stability is generally not the same as when they were young."

"Of course, this is not important. The most important thing is that Aglan cannot afford to move again."

"Bethios is our home, and if we plan to establish a foothold in the Lonely Mountain, the support of the dwarves is essential."

"So, no matter what happened before, from today on, I don't want any other voices to exist in Halldais." Porosanya gave Pirol a deep look until the other person's face became unnaturally low.

After agreeing, he looked away.

Looking at the distance shrouded in clouds and mist, Borosonia's thoughts drifted far away. In such an era, even he could not see clearly the future between himself and the Aglan elves, but he firmly believed that he would definitely work for Aglan.

Gran finds a way out!



Walking in the golden corridor, Scarlett rode a white deer and arrived beside Wang Yuanheng at some unknown moment.

"Can you tell me what King Borosonia said to you last night?"

"It's nothing, it just gave me a small benefit."

Wang Yuanheng smiled, as if it was really just a trivial meaning.


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