The sudden rise of the sun elves, a group of special soldiers appeared, entered the elven capital - Silvermoon City, bringing a violent shock to the entire Yumia elven empire.
"Flying Hippogriff Archers?"
"An elf knight riding a special monster?"
In the streets of the Royal Capital, they saw two powerful elves in special costumes. They entered the Elf King's Capital in the city to say hello. They couldn't help but breathe quickly. Could it be that they were elven heroes? And two of them?
Countless elves saw it with eyes wide open, the sun elves were about to rise!
But the next second, something even more terrifying happened. As those two special "elf heroes" received the pass, an elite "elf hero" troop slowly and neatly walked into the city. A moon rider, a horned eagle archer.
, appearing in large numbers in the crowd.
The national elf hero?
For elves who have never seen a big scene, their minds are completely blank.
But gradually, among the crowd, some elves from the palace whispered, "They are all ordinary elves from the sun elves... The one who is the strongest is the real sun elf hero - Druid Miqi
Na."
"Is he really the same as Emperor Yumia?" The elves were surprised and their curiosity was extremely high.
"It is said that it is different. There is no hero altar. Once you die, you cannot be resurrected. However, it is said that in the sun elf tribe, a real sun elf hero has appeared. He can be resurrected from the hero altar. His name is the alchemist. He can control these powerful elves and Drew.
Imiqina...are all his creations."
"Alchemist? A hero who can create elven heroes?"
"Oh my God! So she can turn me into a hero?"
The entire Silver Moon City was in a boil.
I felt that my worldview had been shattered, and I looked at these sun elves with envy. The sun elves were also full of pride and walked forward with their heads held high, "Because krypton gold makes us strong!"
"What is krypton gold?" asked other simple elves.
In the next few days, we gradually learned that they had come to join the war and to round up humans.
The addition of such a powerful new force made the entire Elf Empire more than three times stronger?
After all, the previous elves were only supported by Yumia, and the rest were ordinary elves. The advantage was really small, and the growth period of humans was too fast. The speed of reproduction and the speed of adulthood far exceeded that of elves who only became adults at the age of eighty.
At the Elf King's Palace.
"Sun Elf, the new elven hero... Alchemist Keya." The Yumia Elf Emperor frowned slightly and said coldly: "Already waiting outside for an audience? Then let her go to the palace to meet the emperor!"
Brush pull.
A moment later, the alchemist Keya strode into the royal palace. At this time, he really looked at the elf emperor with his own eyes.
He looked up and saw a domineering coercion rushing towards him, "This Yumia is the real Yumia! I can feel her terror, strong personality and charm, and her decisiveness in killing.
Heart!"
This is more like the genuine product. In contrast, someone who relies on external forces is the fake Elf Emperor.
Bang!
A pair of exquisite black boots with noble gold patterns fell to the ground.
The next second, the Elf Emperor Yumia suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, her long and delicate white legs as jade came towards her. Without any words, she started fighting and testing her, and she clearly felt the terrifying murderous intention of the other party.
"If I don't resist, I will die!"
A horrifying thought appeared in Qiu Mingshan's mind, but he had no ability to resist. He was instantly kicked to the ground, a foot stepped on his face, and a horrible spicy smell came out.
"It tastes good." Keya lay on the ground, her nose twitched, and she sniffed, "Your feet should be enough to eat."
Yumia's face turned cold.
Bang!
Her feet turned into afterimages and she kicked him away, "Aren't you afraid of my coercion!?"
"Not afraid." Keiya laughed.
But her face was pale, and she was obviously not feeling well. In order to get close to the legendary most powerful elf emperor, he secretly obtained her clothes and collected skin scraps before arriving.
"I'm not afraid of you because... I already have your figure!" He took out a space ring made of the Fruit of Life, a bronze Yumia, and walked out slowly, looking at her mechanically.
.
This is a copy of life created by all his savings, and it has also been integrated with other creatures and improved. As he said: Just like Di Qi, copy and paste, and then innovate!
"Bold, you dare to copy me, Yumia." Yumia suddenly started to move and rushed towards the clone.
Both sides possess terrifying coercion and the same abilities.
The combat power of the clone has some other special abilities, and its pure combat power even exceeds some. Akinayama's speed was thought to be at least equal, but he never expected that this copy of Yumia never fought back from the beginning to the end.
power.
Boom, boom, boom!
A pair of leg movements like a violent storm, combined with the poisonous wheel, are so sophisticated that they are unbelievable.
In less than ten moves, the clone was instantly defeated.
"This is a terrifying fighting genius!" He looked at his alchemy doll's defeat, and his mind went blank. "She has gone her own way over the years, and when the demon hunter from back then appeared in front of her, she was afraid that she would be beaten alive in an instant.
Die and then be captured alive without my help at all."
Sure enough, the artificial man he made was a perfect copy, but had no fighting intelligence.
"Elf Emperor, please spare my life, I'm willing to surrender!"
After a while, Qiu Mingshan surrendered at a high speed and was able to bend and stretch.
"Remember, there will only be one Emperor Yumia in the future, and you are not allowed to copy me." Yumia sat back on the Elf Throne again and said coldly.
"Is there really only one person?" Qiu Mingshan said quickly.
Yumia was startled and looked at him meaningfully, "It seems that you are indeed not as ulterior as the last traitor. You have won the trust of the ancient elf tree and have told you the matter. Then, I can also trust you."
....The former Yumia lost her glory and betrayed the elves, which was our greatest shame. She is dead. I am the only elf king in this world. Yumia, the god of elves, will forever protect us elves.
The glory of the family."
Qiu Mingshan looked at the elf emperor as if he was seeing a powerful elf monarch, the real rise of the elf era.
"The era may not need my intervention, it will go its way."
.....
On the other side, the demon hunter is still looking at the woodcutter.
This young woodcutter has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a face that covers the earth. He looks ferocious, with two tiger teeth sticking out of his lips like fangs.
He secretly observed him for several days and found him curled up in a thatched house outside the mountain in the Elf Town.
For elves who love beauty, he is extremely ugly, not to mention that he is an elf traitor, the offspring of a human union. The elves will throw him an ax and ask him to go up the mountain to chop wood in exchange for food.
The young man has no resentment. He knows the pain that humans have brought to the elves. As long as he exchanges firewood for those beautiful elves to feed him and allow him to live here, he is already very kind.
On this day, he went up the mountain again.
Bang bang bang!
After the deformed boy chopped firewood, he wildly swung the machete and chopped down a huge black stone. The arms holding the ax were twitching slightly, and the palms began to bleed from the impact.
He has a habit of chopping rocks and swings his ax thousands of times every day.
Slash!
Slash!
The blood in the arms is seeping, and the pain is tearing the body apart, but it feels good to face death like this. As long as you slash wildly, you can forget your race, status, gender, origin, appearance...
No need to pay attention to anything.
Just simply slashing, this feeling is really good.
After dark, he returned to the room and handed the firewood to the elf. He continued to curl up in the room, waiting silently for the next day.
Over the past few days, Irfan kept observing this young man with a strange lifestyle, and found that his physique was surprisingly atavistic and showed signs of an ancestral witch. "He is simply a madman! This is the first time I have seen someone so unnecessary."
He took pleasure in self-abuse, and his hands were bleeding like this... He was obviously not wanted, and he had a grudge against him, but he didn't resent it at all. He was so stupid and monotonous that all the extra points in his mind were added into his physique? Like this?
Self-abuse is still alive.”
This is simply unbelievable.
His devil's true body was modeled after the ancestral witch's true body, and this young man actually matched the bloodline of the ancestral witch's true body. He seemed to have merged the blood of elves, demons, and humans, and some subtle changes had occurred.
"The physical talent is as strong as the limit, and he is still a madman, but his mind seems a bit stupid." None of them who can evolve species with potential can really fight, and they still have to rely on indigenous geniuses.
Thinking of this, he quickly jumped into the air and looked at the young man.
The young man was chopping a boulder. He was slightly startled and looked up.
"Are you a strong human being? Are you the legendary ancestor Arthur?" The ugly boy dropped the blood-soaked ax and was shocked.
Arthur is the first human being in the world, the ancestor of all races, and the only sixth-level strongman who can fly.
"You can think so." Irfan tempted: "What's your name?"
"I don't have a name. My parents fell in love with each other and were imprisoned in the tree prison. I live in a town and the elves call me an ugly human...A Chou." The ugly boy was a little ashamed of the name and was taciturn.
"Do you want to have power, fame, strength, everything?" Irfan used a common trick of the devil.
"I don't want it." The young man shook his head, "The elf sisters are very good to me. Even though I am the child of my enemy, they still did not drive me out of the town. They even pretended not to know me when the patrol came."
"You don't want anything?" Irfan was shocked.
The first time I met a child with no desires and demands, he seemed to be slashing at a stone. Is it his monotonous and pure joy and fun to the extreme?
Is this person a masochist?
As long as you slash, you will feel invigorated and happy?
"What do I want?" Young A Chou was startled, "I want to see my parents, but I can't practice magic."
"Irfan was startled, and immediately sensed his body and found that there was indeed something wrong with him and that he could not embark on the path of Dharma cultivation.
It's because his physique has returned to his ancestors, and he is closer to that terrifying ancestral witch physique.
It's just a pity that this ugly young man who is like a beast cannot practice the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique because his wisdom is too low.
"Then stop the war and let elves and humans live in harmony. I don't have any skills, only simple physical training skills." He thought for a while and handed him the Nine Turns Mysterious Technique. "If you can't learn it,
Yes, we can only practice the body-building exercises, right?"
"Okay." The young man remained silent.
On the other side, deep underground, covered by a thick crust, Di Qi opened his eyes slightly, "Interesting... the Life Alchemy Factory? It's very good, but it's mine now."
"I consulted it countless times before I understood the principle, and used Taoism to simulate this weird replica life, learn from his creative life, captured three races, and tested it countless times before artificially hybridizing a hybrid bloodline
An ugly boy... It's just a pity that he is very imperfect, with low combat power and low intelligence. But every intelligent life is unique, A Chou... I hope you can surprise me."
