Qinli Villa, under the city walls.

The elves stood in front of the slope, raised their bows in unison, and shot rockets. The elves here refer to adventurers, not natives. The Elven Natives had such affection for the forest that even the gods would not dare boast of letting them burn the corpses of the Treants. But adventurers are different, they have no father or mother, and even their feelings for their mentors and their belief in the gods are extremely weak, let alone follow the virtues of the elves. A little bit of honor will drive them to shoot a scorching rocket, and of course, with each arrow, the natives will have a little less favorability toward them.

The slope is made purely of treemen, and every inch is soaked in pine resin, making it unpleasant to approach. One by one, the treemen fell on the slope, their trembling branches indicating that they were not completely dead. Just now, they formed a human wall violently, cutting off the retreat of the necromantic creatures, but that was only using [Squeezing Life] to return to the light. [Squeezing Life] is a secret technique in natural magic, which allows all plants in a certain area to wither and restore them to their optimal state before they wither, which is also effective against treants and tree spirits. Even if the June Sunshine hadn't gotten the Abomination Cyclops, the Treant would have fallen on its own in ten to twenty minutes.

Under the deliberate action of the shooters, the rockets landed at the predetermined points on the slope and lit up one by one. The fire head seems to be sparse, but in fact, such a distribution can ensure the efficiency of combustion without wasting arrows, and only archers who have been immersed in archery skills for a long time can arrange it.

However, just as the fire was just getting stronger, the necromantic creatures also activated the [Acid Rain Technique], covering the entire slope.

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"Demon archers, like magicians, must choose a series of elements to major in." Blameless sat in the library, opening the thick books, reading and reading in pieces. After reading for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he handed the book to Qingyi on the side, and pointed out the key points.

Qingyi only glanced at it twice, then turned his head and shouted loudly: "Hey, Chishang!" You are an elf, you have an affinity with nature, and you should choose the elements of wind, water, or earth as your specialization! ”

An old NPC in mage robes walked past him and glared unceremoniously: "Warrior, put away your rudeness and rudeness!" Do you think this is a wet market?! Shut up for me, or do you want to try Transfiguration? ”

Qingyi hurriedly covered his mouth, blinked his eyes, more tame than a lamb, and never returned his mouth. These old fellows who study magic have been suffocated in the room all day long, and he doesn't dare to take any risks, lest he really become a frog with no one to kiss, and besides, it costs a lot of money to find someone to solve the spell, which is really not worth it. And the blameless smile on the side was so suffocating that his face turned purple.

As soon as the old magician left, Chigami leaned out of the upper body from behind the bookshelf: "What? ”

"Come over to me! I mean, you don't choose fire, thunder, and ice, which don't have bonuses. I remember that the elves especially hated fire. ”

"Wouldn't it? How handsome is it when you use fire? Qianshang looked pityful, and then quickly jumped up, his eyes flashed: "But it's not bad to be a wind demon archer, you must be as handsome as the guy in "The Lord of the Rings"!" ”

The depravity, who rested both legs on the table, twisted his neck and said disdainfully: "The dark element is the most handsome." ”

"Who said! Darkness is always synonymous with villains! ”

"Boy, who do you say is the villain! Do you want testicles + misalignment, or do you want open rib fractures?! Fall frowned, jumped up from his chair and slammed it into a wave of his hand. Chigami quickly avoided it, and the bookshelves behind him were damaged, and several ancient books were blown up.

Wu Yi immediately got up and left in a hurry: "I'm going, you go on, I don't want to be hit by the [Transfiguration]!" This sentence frightened Qingyi and hurriedly followed.

Giarmani appeared at some point, ran to the front, and turned back and said, "Why don't you get them out of the team, so we don't have to lose money!" ”

Blameless and Qingyi: "......"

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Looking at the fires that were about to be extinguished in the night rain, Qingyi's thoughts were like a separation between reality and memory.

Suddenly, a strong wind came in his face, and he was hit by the rain. The wind was unusually strong, as if the sky had broken a hole. In fact, the sky did indeed "break a big hole", and the bright moonlight leaked through the hole, and the haze in the sky had to be allowed to spread.

"Cloudless", which blows away all the water vapor that stays in the sky with a strong air current, so that the natural light is not refracted or reflected, this magic is very suitable for the name of the clouds disappearing and the rain disappears. I don't know how many pieces of this magical equipment the bald eagle asked her for, it seems to be endless! There is no doubt that the [Acid Rain Technique] was interrupted, and the fire on the slope suddenly exploded!

"What is Bald Eagle thinking, it's still early, so attack with fire?" Scowl took a sullen puff of his cigarette and scratched his armpits.

"He may be afraid of accidents. The fire burned for more than an hour, enough to stop us from breaking through from the front. Nave speaks.

Qingyi nodded: "I think so too." The bald eagle wanted to put an end to all accidents, so he devised tactic after tactic, like a whip to drive us to the only corner. ”

Nave snorted, "Still, there will always be accidents. After that, she who has always been cold-faced actually laughed evilly.

Qingyi was just about to ask what the accident was, but he heard a bang from the slope, and the ground shook the mountain! A piece of pine wood, either burning or withering, flew high above his head! Along with the wooden blocks and the pine resin, there is also a lot of dirt!

"Oh, it was detonated remotely with the 'Spirit Wire'?" Dusting off the dirt on his cloak, Qingyi asked with a smile.

"I'll admit, you don't look like an idiot at this point." Scowl laughed, praising and belittling people.

The "spirit thread" has been invented for a while, but it is not a new invention. It is a thin thread that can transmit reiko, twisted from the core of a tree of cold smoke elderberry. Because the origin of the elderberry is very small (to be honest, this resource is also scarce in the world), if you want to produce it, you will completely rely on imports, so the cost is very high, and you will need a gold coin for an inch of core, which can be described as a commodity at the same price as time. Luckily, Hades provided Rudy with a large number of ten-year, hundred-year-old smoky elders when he paid his tuition, which made the Joint Research Center very useful. At present, a group of science maniacs are desperately looking for a way to plant the smoky elderberry in batches, because they want to lay the "spirit wire" to all corners of the city, and build a postmodern metropolis with a stable supply of soul energy. What the? Are they serious? Needless to ask, they have been studying the "soul energy plate" and "wavelength transformer" some time ago, and they are simply wishing that there would be a leapfrog technological revolution before the end of the year!

And now, the "spirit thread" is clearly used in warfare. For this war, it was not only the bald eagle that had made preparations, but Nave also put a lot of thought into it. She buried a large number of "compressed roaring detonators" under the city walls, and connected them with "spirit wires" from a distance, and set off fireworks when the bald eagle attacked the city. The slope on which the treants had been stacked was wide, but the amount of gunpowder Nave had prepared was just enough to blow it up. Once the pine trees were completely blown apart, the fire was no longer a threat.

Qingyi kicked away a piece of burning wood and asked, "Then again, even if the pine wood is cleaned up, how can the blood elves retreat from the front?" Let's not talk about defeating the bald eagle, does the city wall have stairs or exits? Why haven't I heard of it? ”

Nave's smile froze.

Qingyi was helpless: "Don't tell me, you don't have any retreat countermeasures at all, just blow up the slope just to anger the bald eagle!" Explosives are also a hole card, please! ”

"Of course, the girl's doing this has an effect, and it can be regarded as a reverse problem for the bald eagle, making him think that we really want to break through from the front." Skoll laughed and played round: "Idiot Emperor, who said we have no countermeasures?" I ask you, have you ever been to the stronghold of the Blood Elves? ”

"Yes."

"Are there all sorts of traps and secret doors?"

Qingyi suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean ......"

"Blood elves are timid by nature, and for their own safety, they will spare no expense to engage in various escape routes, and the bad saying is that 'the cunning rabbit has three nests'. As the base camp of the blood elves, Qinli Villa actually only relies on a transit island as an escape route, hahaha, who would believe it! ”

Qingyi thought about it, it was really like this. He was a little suspicious when the evergreen ships gathered at the bottom of the cliff before, because the expression of the poisonous carrot was not necessarily panicked (at most, it was surprised by the "blood of nature"); Now that I think about it, in addition to the hero's natural calmness, Poison Rose's composure is also due to the existence of a secret retreat route.

"At the bottom of the villa, there is a secret passage leading to the foot of the mountain, and at this time the blood elves have also begun to enter."

Qingyi asked, "Why didn't I know before?" ”

"A dignified man, don't have a small belly!" Skoll said: "The tunnel was sealed off on the day the villa was built, and it has never been opened once, and its existence is only known to Poison Rose, and the other blood elves who participated in the construction have all voluntarily drunk the 'Forgetting Potion'. This kind of secret, one more person knows about it, and it's not that you don't understand it! ”

"Indeed, if the ordinary blood elves leak it, maybe the bald eagle will come up with some tricks." Qingyi was closely followed by the gossip sect leader at the beginning, and he felt the same way at this time. He turned: "I'm going to look for Poison Rose." ”

Everyone in the lodge is busy. The precious paintings, sculptures, and jewels were littered like garbage, and the Blood Elves set out lightly, bringing food, water, and blood slaves with blindfolds and mouthballs (i.e., humans who were raised to provide blood), and some of the privileged classes brought up to five blood slaves (she also discarded two in tears). Qing Yi saw the dark side of the blood slave for the first time, and when he was interested, he took a closer look, and found that some of them had traces of being whipped, dripping wax, and being bound, and he couldn't help but secretly say to himself: The blood slave is really multi-functional. Because of the aesthetics of the blood elves, the blood slaves are very good-looking both men and women.

Through the corridor, Qingyi came to the viewing platform.

The mahogany throne of Poison Rosewood is placed in the center of the viewing platform, and the three handsome blood elves are also standing next to the throne, but Poison Rosewood does not sit on the throne. She sat on the railing, her twin golden ponies fluttering in the sea breeze. The fragrance of her hair makes the sea breeze smell good, and her hair makes the moonlight moving, but only her back makes the night lonely.

Qingyi's heart moved, and he spoke: "Be careful of catching a cold." Before he spoke, he wanted to say, "Be careful of falling."

"I'm better than a necromantic creature, and I don't catch a cold."

Poison Rosewood turned around and smiled gracefully: "Your Majesty Sunshine is here in June, you can step down." Don't hurt my throne. ”

The three handsome blood elves saluted, and then carried away the throne together.

Qing Yi came to the railing, casually glanced at the magic array of the evergreen ship (which was almost fully formed), and put his arms on the railing: "I'm sorry, the ghost fleet didn't make it over." ”

"It's fine. If there were no accidents in this world, I would be bored to death. Gently brushing away a strand of messy hair, the poisonous carrot simply untied the hair loop, allowing a waterfall of hair to flow in the wind.

"Why don't you leave?"

"I can't bear this place."

Qingyi turned around, his elbows casually buckled on the railing, facing the road he had come. He saw the hallway, the hall at the end of the hallway, the bright lights that never went out. If the "City of Waiting" is about to be destroyed, he will certainly not be in a better mood than the poison dill.

He casually changed the subject: "Then why, you still have to take the throne away?" ”

"Oh? I thought you knew me best. Poison Rosewood tilted her little head and smiled sweetly: "Who is willing to give up the throne?" ”