Broad World

Seeing that the eldest son who used to be proud and frightened was like this, Henry couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, followed by sticking out a finger to his face, and in the blink of an eye he became a dark elf warrior. He squatted down and asked abusively, "Well, do you feel a bit impressed now?"

"Nim...Nim?!!! You are Nim!!! You are a surface human!!!" Istar yelled in panic. He couldn't believe that that arrogant dark elf warrior would be disguised as a powerful spellcaster. It was incredible.

"Haha, that's right, it seems you recognize me. How is it, has the task arranged for you by Mister Xingdara completed?" Henry asked with a relaxed face.

When he saw the shocked expression on the other party's face, he was indescribably proud. For a conspiracy planner, there is probably nothing happier and more pleasant than seeing the fear and helplessness of the enemy. This kind of happiness comes from intellectual superiority, which can best make the brain generate a strong self-identification.

At this moment, Istar, no matter how stupid he was, knew that there must be a huge conspiracy behind the whole thing. Unfortunately, he could no longer inform anyone, he could only close his eyes in pain and curse with the most vicious words in his heart to ease the fear of death in his heart. Every dark elf understands that once it falls into the hands of the enemy, it will never end well.

Henry didn't continue to stimulate the eldest son of the Geralt family, he waved his hand and said, "Turn him into a vampire. This person is still useful for the time being."

"Follow your orders, great ancestor." The vampire queen Trixis bowed deeply, then opened her mouth to reveal two fangs. He bit down on the dark elf mage's neck fiercely.

moment. Blood splattered.

Poor Istar didn't even have time to scream. He immediately fell into a state of suspended animation. The injected negative energy will change his physiological structure within a few hours, and when he wakes up again, it will no longer be a living life, but an undead without body temperature. Few descendants of vampires can rebel against their creators unless they have the power to surpass the former.

"When this person wakes up, he will be inserted into the remnants of the dark elves. If possible, he will directly seize control. When all this is done, send him back to the city as a spy, and test the first family by the way. Reaction. But remember, never force it. At least not until the destruction of Uster Nazareth. Do you understand?" Henry lowered his voice and ordered.

In his eyes, these dark elves have some usefulness, such as building an underground city. Now the entire peninsula, including the port city of Willen, which belongs to the Kingdom of Tassel, has been slaughtered by the drows, and is in a vacuum. Can take the opportunity to occupy it. Anyway, Willen is so close to the Neranthor Islands, it can definitely become a natural smuggling port, no matter what kind of goods can be shipped out by pirates.

As for the Tessel Kingdom, there is no need to worry at all. He still has a list in his hand, and there are evidences of several dukes dealing with the Iron Throne. I believe that as long as people take this to work. Naturally, the purpose of occupying this place can be achieved. At that time, we will reach an offensive and defensive alliance with the elves in the forest, and it will almost stabilize.

"Understood. I will follow your instructions without fail." As Trixes grabbed Henry's hand and kissed affectionately, then left with Istar's follower Kangus. There is another war under the ground waiting for them to start. I believe the dark elves who stay behind will be surprised.

After half a minute, Henry was alone at the door of the collapsed ruins. The battle on the battlefield in the distance was drawing to a close, and the boulders, sand and trees that rolled down from the top of the mountain relentlessly swallowed up a large number of dark elves as soldiers and slaves.

Especially the few hundreds of tons of stones, which are more terrifying than any magic. They killed countless enemies along the way, and they also accurately hit the most concentrated places of dark elf wizards and priests. The high-ranking priestess in charge of the command smashed into meatloaf, and the ongoing magic ritual was forced to be interrupted, which was extremely unlucky.

Losing the threat of the caster, the four dragons immediately began to swoop unscrupulously. The terrifying acid rain and acid mist flooded the battlefield. Every second, the dark elves died in pain, and completely collapsed in just a few minutes. Although their adamantine arrows hit several times, they were too far away from the vital part of the dragon, and they were only slightly injured.

The fleeing Drow, as expected, ran directly towards the establishment on the west side. After all, the entrance to the underground has been sealed, and they have only this way to escape.

Spiderling elves with no thinking ability were abandoned as cannon fodder on the front line to resist chasing soldiers. However, the remaining number of these half-human, half-spider monsters was less than a hundred, and they couldn't stop the wood elves who fell into a rage. They were stabbed to death by countless sharp spears almost in a very short time.

General Elhan's head was disheveled, and his whole body was covered with blood, as if he was crazy. Since the chief mage vomited blood and fell to the ground, he completely discarded his sanity and confronted the enemy like a berserker in an attempt to avenge his old friend.

Henry looked at the **** mud fort and sighed slightly, "It's really tragic. I'm afraid the wood elves will have to rest for at least five hundred years after this battle to regain their vitality."

Sweeping a glance at the extremely chaotic battlefield, without a word, he directly caught up with the dark elves who were fleeing frantically, and immediately released the legendary magic "Spirit Collapse Singularity" without hesitation. The terrifying negative energy fell from the sky, covering a large area in the blink of an eye. Every dark elf felt cold all over, and the whole body shivered uncontrollably.

I have to say that the magic resistance of their skin is really very strong. If they are changed to a surface race, they will be completely dead in one to two seconds, but these guys can hold on for more than ten seconds before the body begins to slow down. Slow became stiff, and it seemed that magic had limited lethality for them.

But it doesn't matter, Henry originally didn't intend to kill all of them directly, but intended to create a home court advantage. Let the cute baby dragons enjoy hunting. It didn't take a while. The screams came one after another from the depths of the woods.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

"Damn!!! This monster is sucking my blood!!! Ah!!!"

"It's a dragon! These young dragons can **** blood!!!"

"Asshole! There is also a warlock here!!! Ah... Ah!"

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"Good boy. Eat more so that you can grow up quickly." Henry muttered to himself like a caring father while listening to the screams.

There are about two thousand dark elves driven into the woods, enough for more than a dozen vampire whelps to grow into teenagers or even teenagers. Of course, this depends on talent, and it will take a long time to digest. But it doesn't matter, he has no plans to use this power for the time being.

The tragic war is finally over. The loss of more than two-thirds of the two thousand wood elf soldiers was less than five hundred. And basically all of them are injured. The chief mage with the army used a taboo magic ritual and was killed on the spot. More than half of the twenty wizards who participated in the battle were killed and injured, and the rest lost their ability to cast spells permanently.

But all of this is worth it. They not only successfully attracted the attention of the dark elves with their lives, but also the terrifying power generated by the magic ritual also shattered the mountain peaks, and the falling boulders also destroyed the enemy’s wizards. And the command center can be described as a brilliant result, laying a solid foundation for victory.

As for the dark elves on the other side of the battle, it was even more miserable, and countless slaves died. In addition, thousands of elite soldiers and a large number of armed civilians also fell on the battlefield. Some were killed by the dragon's breath, some were killed by the arrows of the wood elf archer, and some were killed by swords and traps. The corpses were piled up with the walls and trails of the earthen fort.

Of course, the most unlucky is their mage group and priest group, which were directly crushed by the falling boulders into fleshy flesh, and they did not even have time to play a role. Most of the four hundred spider elves were killed by the dragon, and the rest became the targets of the wood elves to vent their anger. In the end, more than two thousand troops broke out and fled into the woods, but waiting for them will be the terrifying vampire whelp.

Henry believed that under the blessing of negative energy, the dark elves, who had been completely discouraged, could never be the opponent of the young dragons. Although there were a lot of them, they didn't have the stakes, holy water, and silverware that restrained vampires in their hands, so they would definitely be slaughtered before dawn.

Finally, he glanced at the gloomy woods. He smiled and shook his head, and went straight back to the dirt castle full of blood and dead bodies. The elven priests are busy making the last effort, trying to save as many of their fellow citizens as possible, but with little success. After all, they had already performed too many magic arts in the war, and the rest could only do their best to obey the fate.

General Elhan sat quietly on the ground, staring at the body of the Chief Mage blankly with a bitter expression on his face. He took a deep breath and asked, "Did you say I did something wrong? For the so-called glory, one thousand and five hundred compatriots were killed in battle, and even the best friend gave his life for it. All this is true. does it worth?"

"I don't know. Everyone has their own persistence, even if they sacrifice their lives for it. If you think that the pride of elves that last ten thousand years is worth the sacrifice, then it is worth it." Henry was ambiguous. Replied. He could see that the general's mental state was already very bad, and if there was some stimulation at this time, he might commit suicide on the spot.

"I hope it is worthy of the sacrifice of so many heroic soldiers. Finally, thank you, thank you for the information you sent, thank you for the dragon you brought, and finally there is a more perfect plan, although I did not adopt it. Without you~www.ltnovel.com~ we would be dead this time. The wood elves will always remember this kindness. From today on, you will be Sodennisla’s best friend.” When Elhan said this Very solemn and sincere, and even used the etiquette that was used when the elves initiated the oath.

Henry shook his head modestly: "You're overwhelmed, I think our cooperation has just begun. Remember Joan Irenicus? I'm tracking this guy now, and he has now stolen a **** from the Son of Barr. Sex, is planning to return to Sodennisla for revenge, and also intends to drain the power of the tree of life."

"What!!! This **** exile! Devil! How dare he do this!!!" Alhan cursed loudly in panic as soon as he heard these moments. He couldn't imagine what a terrifying sight once this guy succeeded.

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