Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 437 Miracles often come to those who care about them

PS: Chapter 110 has been reworked, thanks to the book friend Penguin y and the group of friends for their suggestions
Upton's morbid smile made the conference table explode, and the voices of natural creatures rang out chaotically, either accusing or thinking—but at this moment, Elandar was only stunned, and felt that he was in an absurd situation. among.

Who knows better than him where that "eternal natural brilliance" comes from?That is from the magic plain that suddenly appeared next to his clan, which represented the end of a magic plain, or even the end of an era. How could it be decided by Appleton?
And the "culprit" who caused this beam of light was even in the competition venue of the Mufeng Festival at this time.

Yilandar stared at the conference table that had become a bit messy calmly.The conflicts between elves and natural creatures intensified inexplicably with the quarrel caused by Upton's words. More sharpness between each other.

But what about the O'Santa Emma who started all this?Pelaggios, who happened to be sitting on the dragon's back of the earth dragon in his spare time, yawned and held a straw in his mouth, as if he was posing as a "herding cow".

Ilandar was taken aback, and immediately understood what these Ao San Emma people wanted to do when they appeared at this time.He silently pressed his hands on the long table.But when they heard a crackling sound, those elders who had been arguing just now suddenly found that the conference table in front of them was cracked, and all the things on the table fell to the ground, and there was a loud ping-pong-pong sound.

And just when everyone was stunned, Ellandar's voice sounded slowly:
"When did you become so stupid that a little discord would cause you to quarrel with each other? With such a posture, even if the forest is lucky enough to return to the glorious empire a few epochs ago, it will be torn apart overnight."

After Yilandar finished speaking, he turned to stand up and looked at Pelaggios who was sitting on the back of the dragon.

"Ao San Emma, ​​are you still staying here, waiting for me to throw you off the cliff together with your earth dragon?"

While he was speaking, a strange sound sounded from behind Pelaggios at the same time, and then there were bursts of screams from his followers around Pelaggios - a huge group of vines broke out from behind him, as if A big mouth opened to swallow Pelaggios together with the gigantic earth dragon beneath it.

"Don't expect Upton to help you, his strength is inferior to mine, not to mention the Deep Roots will not sit idly by - am I right, Grover?"

At the end of the long table, the long-bearded elf who was almost silent at the position of the host of the Mufeng Festival also stood up at this moment.He is the elder of the Qingsong Clan, the host of the Mufeng Festival, the deep-rooted "Glorver", that is, the father of the elf Saxon who took the first shot in the archery competition.

"The farce is enough, people of Ost. Emma. Nora has given every creature the right to enjoy nature fairly, but it doesn't mean that the elves can tolerate you, and don't think how reliable your so-called allies are—"

He was holding a long stick, and just the movement of raising the long stick, everyone present could hear the sound of shock coming from the depths of the mountains below, even the ground dragon stretched its neck inexplicably and let out a mournful cry.

Pelaggios finally showed a trace of panic on his face, and only then did he realize that the level of power of these elf leaders was far beyond what he knew.Also appalled was Upton from the White Pine Clan. He muttered with his lips, as if he couldn't believe that the strength of the two who hadn't fully shot had already reached this level.

"Alright alright……"

Pelaggios hesitated for a moment, and finally spread his hands, with a helpless but never disappointed smile on his face: "Since the owners of the forest don't want to see us so much, then I can only be as hospitable as I like, but..."

He instigated the earth dragon under his crotch, and the earth dragon slowly passed by Elandar's side. He suddenly approached Elandar quickly, with a very low voice, and quickly said in front of Elandar:
"In any case, we won this game."

"You rely on that cold-faced stinky octopus?" Yilandar quickly reacted and sneered.

"Is there any young elf here who is better than this? An elf of this age...hehe."

But Elandar was not ridiculed by him at all, and instead said quietly: "Miracle often happens to those who care about miracles, not to the strongest. No one would have thought that Apnes Lehman 400 years ago could lead the crowd to break through What about the border of St. Emma, ​​creating a brand new kingdom on the west side of the Nora Corridor?"

"Hmph." Pelaggios let out a cold snort, "We'll see."

After he finished speaking, he urged the earth dragon to walk down the mountain and disappeared from Elandar's sight.

Erendar pondered for a moment.He couldn't understand what the intentions of the Aosheng Emma people were, but he could see that the other party was desperately trying to win the Mufeng Corolla. As for its hidden meaning, he could only say that he might be short-sighted Some, I really don't know what the mystery is.

But he understood one thing, the importance of the third ring competition is self-evident, and indeed, as the other party said, the stinky octopus and humans had a great advantage.

only--

The gods will only take care of the favored ones of the gods, and the game played under Nora's nose, the people of Aosheng Emma are a little too contemptuous of the young man who has the protection of "eternal natural brilliance"?

Oh, he seems to have forgotten, this Pelagius Heris doesn't seem to know about it, hehe.

Yilandar was surprised to find that there was a smile on his face.He quickly put on a serious expression again, and cast his eyes on the long table that was torn apart in front of him.

"Then Upton, please tell me honestly, what did your Baisong clan do behind the scenes?"

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At this time, Cyril Adrian was on the island in the middle of the lake in the Black Forest, unaware that he had been secretly "appointed" by an unscrupulous elder.He was wringing out the shirt on his body. His bare upper body was well-proportioned, and his muscles were not too bulging, but he was streamlined enough to be explosive.

It didn't take him too much time and energy to land on the island in the middle of the lake. The huge Weeping Ice Vine seemed to be the overlord of that part of the lake.

This also allows the spirit knight Mrak to have more time to stay on the island in the middle of the lake.

"Mlak." Cyril put on his clothes, wrapped the cloak tightly, and reconfirmed whether all the equipment he was carrying was in place. Then he raised his head and asked the spirit knight who was standing by: "How do you feel about this island in the middle of the lake?"

(End of this chapter)