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Chapter 344 Our ice cream doesn't stink!The Despair of the Elven Emperor, the Messenger of Calamity (5k)

In the area covered with hyphae, the flesh and blood shrank rapidly, shrinking to the root of the tree.

At the same time Luo Xi started 'Immersive: Fury', the man with the black moon mark on his forehead merged his lower body into the tree trunk.

"Weak human being, tell the existence behind you to come out, I'm not interested in making a fuss with you!"

【Ding!Your fear value +30]

[Flesh Elf Tree (???)]

【Race:? ? ? 】

[Stage position:? ? ? 】

[Description: Controlled by the will of a foreign god of unknown origin, with unknown strength]

Luo Xi glanced at the text full of question marks, pulled out the emerald short bow expressionlessly, drew the full string, and shot an arrow towards him.

Only when he faced this kind of existence directly did he know what it means to fear from the heart.

However, he couldn't show it.

There are Wei'er and the others behind him, if he retreats at this moment, who can stand up?
"Ok?"

The Tree of Flesh seemed to want to knock down Luo Xi's arrow, but unexpectedly, the arrow directly penetrated its body and entered its body.

What power is this?
It doesn't matter, since the existence behind this human being can't come out, let it be killed.

All it wants is the little fox.

At this time, the cradle behind turned into a stream of light and crashed towards the tree of flesh and blood.

It was Weier who was controlling it.

At the same time, Luo Xi borrowed the strength of all the Black Cavalry soldiers, gathered on his feet, and kicked to the end of the cradle, making it even faster.

boom!
Visible to the naked eye, the tree of flesh and blood was knocked out of a huge hole.

Before Luo Xi could relax a bit, a human-like flesh and blood creature crawled out of those falling white cocoons. The speed was so fast that no shadows could be seen attacking him. The flesh and blood tree itself was also wriggling, and the hole was quickly covered fully repaired.

Luo Xi: "."

凎, dog text meow you must be kidding me!

What is this super-enhanced version of hell difficulty dungeon?

And is this thing really for me now?

Toxic, right?
[Note: This time I can only rely on you, traveler, come on!If you do a good job, it’s not like we can’t sell some dignity and give you an ice cream from the bottom of our hearts~]

Luo Xi: "?"

Who cares about your broken ice cream.

Aren't the cat and aina brand ice creams that I can eat anytime at home delicious?
And it seems to make me pass yours, don't try to confuse me with your possibly stinky stuff!

[Note: We are so pissed off!Our ice cream doesn't stink! (〃>dish<)!And you still have desires for beast ear girls, right?Scrap Traveler, you've been exposed! 】

Luo Xi: "."

Throw aside the dog text blocking the view.

He really can't solve the previous thing.

The gap in strength itself is a natural moat, just standing here, you can feel the insurmountable pressure.

Too bad Frorecia isn't here.

The more this kind of time, the more Luo Xi can think of the softness of Long Mama's embrace.

The feeling of being protected by a powerful force is indeed very reassuring.

[Note: A small reminder—Spirit God Fortress, that may still be useful, hurry up]

Luo Xi's heart skipped a beat.

Can the things buried deep in the ground really be used?
呲—

The pram returned from the front and stopped beside him smoothly.

"Pervert, let's go." Wei Er said from the driver's seat.

She could tell that Luo Xi couldn't deal with this thing.

Luo Xi nodded, turned around and shouted loudly: "The whole army retreats! Lacey, take the people who can move outside and leave!"

Luo Xi respected these elf soldiers.

They don't need to die here.

Lacey also immediately conveyed the military order to let the soldiers evacuate here.

When the flesh and blood monsters in the cocoon attacked together, Luo Xi jumped onto the cradle and knocked them apart. Now the skill duration of the cradle is less than 10 minutes.

The man in the fleshy tree trunk had been watching Luo Xi's performance, with dark and mocking eyes.

"Human, do you also want to be a hero who saves others?"

Looking down at the tree of flesh and blood, Luo Xi said, "Heroes? I've never thought of this before. If you have the ability, come here with me."

The cradle smashed through the obstacles in front of it, and left at a very high speed, and soon the tail could not be seen.

The man was silent for a moment.

Ran?

Even with its descending body, it can't hinder the item made by the Eternal World Tree.

But when he saw the direction Luo Xi left, he realized something.

That was the direction of the spiritual fortress buried underground.

They want to activate that fortress? !

That fortress posed little threat to him.

After all, that is just an equipment, not a weapon.

If the spiritual holy sword can be repaired, that's what he needs to worry about.

That human should not take that little fox as a sacrifice for the restoration of the spiritual holy sword.

Then, He has nothing to worry about.

The man looked beyond the emerald tree.

The elf over there keeps calling him, which is annoying.

/ / / /
Under the Emerald Tree.

The place where the two sides confront each other.

The light curtain formed by the vast blazing light, under the deliberate manipulation of the Elf Emperor Cureya, instantly traversed the centers of the two sides, cutting off the river separating the battlefield into two sides.

The dukes on the opposite side looked up.

Cureya is trying to shrink back?
The two sides have been confronting each other here for a long time. During this period, they have fought several times, and each of them suffered some casualties. Is that young His Majesty afraid?

Homan sneered loudly: "Your Majesty, why are you so timid? Sure enough, without the power of the mother tree, you are an ordinary fifth-level sublimator yourself, and you are not enough to bear such an important burden. You are too young!"

William smiled and said: "Youth is actually very good, but youth is your biggest shortcoming, Your Majesty, take the initiative to step down from the duties of the elf emperor, we old guys will let the brilliance of the mother tree spread throughout the Emerald Forest , and even to the east of the Lost Mountains, to recreate the ancient glory of the elves! Let Pangea spread all over our footprints!"

Lowery shook his head and smiled and said: Since your Majesty took office, she has been conscientious about her career, and her achievements are obvious to all. Don't say too much, but Your Majesty, the glory of the Syramaire should indeed come to an end. It's up to you In this generation, there are only two women left, you and His Royal Highness Listy, um. If the alien elves born to Her Highness Listy are also counted, it should be counted as three? "

"Alien elves also count?"

William sneered.

"That kind of thing that polluted the blood of the noble original elf family should have been executed long ago, but it has allowed her to live until now. The elf emperor of the previous generation is also a lack of foresight."

Cureya heard the discussions of these grand dukes clearly.

It doesn't matter what they say about themselves.

However, she really couldn't tolerate these people speaking ill of her father.

A white-haired elf girl dressed as a maid stood beside Cureya and said softly, "Your Majesty, they are provoking you, please don't be fooled."

"I know."

Claire suppressed her anger and nodded.

This is Alicia, the eldest sister of the group of maids left to her by her father. She was trusted by her father at the beginning. of.

Cureya took a deep breath, and looked back at the black knight soldiers who were still resting.

On such a battlefield, both sides would not send low-level combat forces to die. Except for the organized black cavalry, the transcendents below the fourth level are all cannon fodder here, the kind that may disappear as soon as they show up.

So this is why Cureya immediately deployed troops to garrison after hearing that the dukes were villains.

The remaining 200 people were indeed just in case.

After all, Elisafia and that Luo Xi might come back sometime, and then those black cavalry soldiers could protect them, lest their good sister go crazy.

Anyway, 200 people can't control the battle situation here.

On my side, I just need to keep an eye on the opponent's high-end combat power.

As for the fourth level, she really has no choice but to hope that Luo Xi and Elisa will have better luck.

There is also Listy who has not yet returned.

I don't know if she found Elisafia.

Cureya glanced down at the gray-green horn in her hand.

As the orthodox elf royal family, Selamare naturally has some legendary items at the bottom of the box, such as black cavalry armor, such as this horn.

The name of this thing is the Horn of the Spirit God.

The horn is already broken, and there are probably one or two last chances to use it. Cureya wants to use it in the right place, not for this meaningless internal friction.

However, if there is no other way, it can only be blown.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to lead [-] black cavalry troops to kill the three major rebels under my command."

"Your Majesty, I am willing too, please give the order."

The two commanders of the Black Cavalry came together and knelt down to Cureya on one knee.

They couldn't bear the contemptuous words of those grand dukes to their former majesty.

Food for the king, loyalty to the king.

Even if they knew that the result would be death, they still had to defend His Majesty's dignity.

"Need not."

Claire shook her head.

How could she be willing to let her capable minister die.

Although the strength of the Black Cavalry's 1 people is strong, the physical burden on the commander is too great. The borrowing and concentration of [-] people's strength, even if their strength reaches the fifth-level intermediate level, they cannot bear it for too long.

Why don't the commanders of the Black Cavalry live long?

That's why.

The most important thing is that those grand dukes are not ordinary people.

With the accumulation of tens of thousands of years, their background is no less than that of Syramair, and the power of the elf emperors has been reduced for generations. If it takes another few thousand years, Sylamel can indeed abdicate on his own initiative.

It's a pity that she can only occasionally explode the part of the power given by the mother tree.

The power of the sixth level can run rampant in the city when no one can borrow the power of the mother tree to release divine spells.

It's just that the Grand Dukes seem to have expected it long ago, and every time they make a move, they can take out precious source tools to resist.

The white-haired elf maid said softly: "Your Majesty, I suspect that there is something strange about the origin of this disaster. I have always felt uneasy in my heart. It seems that many different hands are reaching out to our Emerald City, but we can only Foolishly waiting to be fucked."

"Alicia, I'm just like you."

Cureya raised her hand, letting the ineffective cold light fall on her hand after being weakened by the mother tree's blessing.

"It's fine if they just want to usurp the throne. I can even spare their lives later, but if they join hands with those outsiders to endanger the Emerald City."

There was an extremely cold light in the eyes of the elf emperor.

"Then they will all have to pay the most painful price!"

at this time.

In the distance, the location of the Duke of Lowery's territory released an extremely strange fluctuation.

A look of ecstasy appeared on Duke Lowery's face.

Which one succeeded?

William also showed joy.

Although they underestimated Cureya in their mouths, they never regarded Cureya as a child in action.

In order to break through Cureya, they made a contract and deal with this unknown existence hidden in the black moon scroll. For 2000 years, they have continuously provided the black moon pathway to the residents of the city, allowing it to gain believers, little by little. recover.

All for today!
If that kind of majestic and generous aura can really appear in this world, even a sixth-order transcendent, an abyss-level existence among the origin beasts, wouldn't be able to resist it, right?

At first they were also afraid that this was seeking skin from a tiger.

But when he thought that as long as he was in power, he could gain the approval of the mother tree and ascend to the throne, so what about seeking skin from a tiger?

Cureya frowned, and took out the 'Black Moon Scroll' given by Luo Xi from the field.

It is exactly the same as the breath released over there!
Even though the power of the mother tree was very precious, Cureya used it decisively this time, casting her sight over the territory of the Duke of Lowery.

However, there is a dark scene below.

The source code oath that the elf emperor cannot violate the nobles' territory is still there, which annoys Cureya very much.

Lowery laughed and said, "Your Majesty, don't look at it, the sacrificial ceremony has been completed and it has come!"

Cureya said angrily: "Sacrifice ceremony? What did you summon?"

Lowery didn't answer Cureya's words, but said: "Since you have recovered, please complete the contract between us."

[Wait a minute, I'm dealing with a bunch of annoying bugs here]

"insect?"

Lowery was taken aback.

Has anyone entered his domain?

"Do you really want this position so much?"

Claire's voice sounded a little sad.

Then, she said firmly: "The whole army listened to the order and launched an attack. These princes have turned to the Outer God, no matter what the cost, life or death!"

The light curtain that originally separated the river disappeared instantly.

The two commanders of the Black Cavalry stepped forward, and all the soldiers who were still able to move followed behind them.

Lowery panicked.

Why the hell is Claire suddenly desperate?
And the one who promised to rush over as soon as he recovered.

You said you were blocked by some small bugs?

Who believes it!
Do you want to go back on your word?
Duke Homan was also stunned.

He still doesn't know that these two old friends who have drawn him to do such a rebellious event have hooked up with some kind of foreign god?
If he knew in advance, he would never agree.

Civil strife among royal families is the royal family's own business.

Both the Syramair family and them are the blood of the original primordial elves. Why can only the Syramair clan become the elf emperor, but they can't?

When the two approached him, he agreed right away. After all, he lost so many children of high-ranking nobles, and his status was in jeopardy.

If one of them can ascend to the throne, then everything can be written off.

Now that I think about it, it's really not right.

How did these two people know that there would be two major disasters attacking the city together?
It was as if they had contacted the original disaster.

Homan thought of quitting.

Not long ago, some of the generals he sent out came back and told him that Listy's daughter had not been captured, and Dahl and Chater were also killed.

Viliam sensed Homan's thoughts and said sharply, "Horman, don't try to escape, you have no way out."

boom!
There was a deafening roar.

pungent fishy smell
Lowery grinned grinningly and said, "He's here! Homan, just watch how we ascended to the throne."

The tree of flesh and blood fell from the sky and stood in the center of the river, blocking the way of the two black cavalry commanders.

"External God."

Cureya lowered her eyes, she put the horn of the spirit god by her lips, inhaled, and blew it according to the rhythm engraved in her soul as her father said.

The initial overture.

The long, deep voice immediately echoed throughout the entire Emerald City.

A terrifying force began to condense on the horn.

However, when she was about to finish playing, a tearing pain suddenly came from her chest.

Cureya's playing stopped abruptly, and she saw in a daze that a silver sharp point pierced her chest from behind.

"Cracking silver light, Mel you."

"Your Majesty! Mel, what are you doing!"

The white-haired maid reacted quickly, her eyes flickered over, and she kicked the middle-aged man behind Cureya away.

This person is obviously Duke Mel.

Mel patted his dusty shoulder and said apologetically, "Sorry, Your Majesty."

With the help of the maid, Cureya reluctantly stood up, and said with a sad expression, "Have you also conspired with Lowery and the others?"

No matter what, Cureya didn't want to believe that this man, who was like her second father, would do such a thing.

Mel shook his head and said, "Except for the fact that the source disaster will attack the city, I released it to them. I didn't participate in other things they did, and I don't know very well."

"Then why are you."

Mel looked up at the sky, and said: "In addition to being a duke, I am also the third archbishop of the Church of Calamity, the messenger of disaster, and the title in the church is Mephisto."

"Lower and the others are really powerful, and they can even come up with this kind of thing, but after all, they and I are not on the same side, so I have to thank them this time."

Mel threw the silver long sword in his hand towards the sky.

This legendary sword is a treasure inherited from his family, so it can easily tear through Cureya's defense.

After this time, there was no more desolate silver light.

prickly—

Under the self-shattering of the long sword, the solid emerald blessed sky was torn open a small hole.

In an instant, an incomparably terrifying pressure hit, but fortunately, the blessing of emerald soon restored it back.

I don't know how much power of origin and disaster ran in at this moment.

Before the opening recovered, two beams of light came down beside Mel.

It was an old man and a blond youth wearing a monocle.

The old man said solemnly: "The archbishop of the Calamity Church, the messenger of the Light Calamity, Dietous, who is the elf emperor?"

The young man pushed his monocle and showed a gentle smile.

"The 58th Pope of the Church of Truth, Ander Ardenis."

Claire looked at these people blankly.

In her heart, she felt a sense of extreme powerlessness.

This is the position of the elf emperor.
If I can survive this time.

She doesn't want it anymore.

Whoever loves it can go.
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All the characters are on the stage, and this volume is about to reach its climax.

My wrist hurts, I feel like I'm going to have tenosynovitis
(End of this chapter)