Liloia was eventually smashed off all of her fingers and toes, and in order to prevent accidents, these fierce assassins also smashed every movable joint in her body, and even her throat was poisoned and hoarse. That's it, Anteleb still felt unsafe, and personally smashed the brittle bone next to his ear, leaving his entire jaw in a state of immobility.

After this qiē, he said to several of his subordinates proudly: "See, this is the high master mother." They don't have anything to fear, and they get hurt, get angry, and die just like normal people. Take a good look at people for me, and never allow a little bit of misery. ”

"Hey, hey! Don't worry, boss, she's just a cripple, and we've got six good hands here. A dark elf assassin said disdainfully.

In his opinion, Liloia is already like this, there is no need to waste manpower at all, even if she throws it there, she can't run far. No one could escape with their joints shattered, and even if a troll was hit like this, it would take at least a few hours to recover.

"Well, you're not rookies anymore, and there are some things I don't need to remind you of. Remember, this is about our happiness in the future, so be careful. With that, Anteleb turned and walked outside. He didn't think anyone else could turn over in this situation, and the warning was just a routine.

But no one noticed that the half-human, half-spider statue enshrined in the temple suddenly moved, followed by a strange light flashing with the eyes inlaid with rubies. Liloa, curled up in the corner and groaning in pain, jerked out, and then lay there motionless as if she were dead.

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On the continent of Faerun, there is never a shortage of surprises. Even the gods can't be sure what will happen in the next second. There are countless ruins left over from prehistory. Even older than most of the gods. Intrigues and betrayals of all kinds fill the world. Careerists, adventurers, aristocrats, commoners, slaves, these people of all kinds have written a thick history with their lives.

If you open those ancient texts, you will find that in the entire civilization process of the main plane, these elves from the different planes account for more than half of the space. More than 25,000 years ago, they used extremely powerful magic to blow the only continent to pieces, hundreds of cities were destroyed, countless elves died, and the Eternal Island and the Tree of Souls were born after that catastrophe.

It can be said that there are several continents in this world now. The countless islands are not moved by any tectonic plate, but by real magical power.

Then these pointy-eared guys reached their peak again more than 15,000 years ago, with Erivanda, Ilfarang, Elisri, Keldomo, McYerita, and Santa. Osriel, a powerful elven dynasty began to rise, and then a war for leadership broke out, known as the "War of the Crown".

It was a series of civil wars between elves, fought five times, culminating in a series of civil wars between elves. The Elven Divine Clan led by Larisin ended in victory, and a large number of High Mages were purged, and valuable knowledge was lost. Those who lost were transformed into dark elves by spells and banished to the underworld to fend for themselves.

From this time on. Although the elves' magic skills still maintain a certain advantage, they are no longer as powerful as before, and they can no longer give people a feeling of incomparability. This may be the sorrow of the advent of theocracy, where the mages who pursue the truth are greatly suppressed, and the slightest bit of evil taboo is immediately punished by the gods.

Imagine what it would be like if a medical worker was not allowed to dissect a cadaver or perform a live procedure.

Undoubtedly, this is a step backwards, which limits the elves' intellectual curiosity, makes them become more and more conservative, and finally even live a life of isolation altogether.

It can be said that the current situation of the elves of the entire continent is inseparable from the gods they believe in, if they continue like this, sooner or later they will be completely eliminated by history, and in the end they will either be wiped out by other intelligent creatures, or become slaves or playthings.

Of course, this is still a long way off, as the number of humans has not yet filled the wilderness, so the most dangerous enemies for the elves are not the creatures of the land, but the hateful cousins of the dark elves.

Since learning that the mastermind behind this disaster is Joan. After Irenikas, General Erhan gave up his plan to return to Sodenisra, ordered his troops to advance quickly, and sealed the entrance to the underground before reinforcements from the Dark Elves arrived.

As an elf who has lived for more than 600 years, he knows that he will not be able to break the powerful illusion until he finds the sacred artifact, the "Lamp of Lane". Rather than sit back and wait, it is better to take the initiative, and blocking the next wave of attacks from the dark elves at this stage is obviously the best option.

The facts once again proved that Jiang was still old and spicy, and the night after the tree elves had just set up camp and set up the defensive line, countless dark elves poured out of the ground, and they frantically attacked the defensive line again and again, and almost succeeded several times. After a night of fierce fighting, both sides lost a large number of men, and finally retreated at dawn to rest.

"General, those dark elves are starting to wander around the entrance again, do you want to send someone to give them some color?" A report from a Ranger commander interrupted Elhan's thoughts.

He shook his head tiredly and refused, "No, as long as these guys don't leave the cave, let them go, we just need to stay here." Remember to send a few more patrols after dark, and always be vigilant. ”

"Understood, I'll arrange it." As he spoke, the Ranger Commander bowed slightly, turned and strode away.

It wasn't until the other party walked away that Erhan rubbed his forehead and cursed in a low voice: "Damn! We're running out of supplies, especially arrows, and we're running out of them after one or two tough battles. ”

"Don't worry, I'll go to Moulin tomorrow to convince the humans there to help. After all, if the dark elves did rush out of the ground, they would also suffer. "It's a guy dressed as a mage. He carries a status pin on his chest, which represents the chief mage in the elven army.

"You'd better succeed once, old man, I have a hunch that something big will happen tonight. Maybe tomorrow at dawn, all the arrows will be consumed. We don't have much food to eat, and the dark elves burned down a storage point late last night, and the rest will only last about two weeks at most. After saying that, Erhan showed a sad face.

In order to ensure morale, he did not dare to explain these situations to his subordinates. You must know that the current casualties themselves are heavy enough, most of the elven soldiers are completely relying on the power of hatred, if they know that there is a problem with the logistics, maybe they will collapse immediately.

Don't overestimate the discipline of the elven army, they are also intelligent beings, they need to eat and sleep, and have their own joys, sorrows, and sorrows. Now the army has been reduced from 5,000 men to less than 2,000, and the rest has fallen permanently on the land.

The Chief Mage patted Erhan on the shoulder comfortingly, "Relax, my friend. You're too nervous right now, you'll get better. The city of Sodenisra is very well defended, and not everyone can easily take it. ”

Erhan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "But we all know that Qiangnares is not an ordinary person. He's a true genius, and even all of Sodenisra's mages combined can't compare to a finger of this guy. What's more, he is too familiar with all the protective measures, and if he is determined to destroy this qiē, there is no one who can stop it. ”

"Hey!" The Chief Mage sighed slightly and fell silent. He knew that these words were true, and anyone who had seen Joan with his own eyes. Arenacas's spellcasters feel the urge to feel ashamed. Especially in the final riot, he was even able to rebel against the elven gods, although he failed and was banished in the end.

Just as the two of them were thinking of a way with sad faces, the ranger commander just now hurriedly ran back. As soon as he came closer, he shouted out of breath: "Will ...... Checkmate...... Outside...... There's a human outside...... Said I wanted to see you. He...... He professed to be ...... Henry...... Ancomé. ”

"What? What did you say?!!!!! Repeat again!! Erhan asked aloud as he stood up. His emotions seemed a little excited, and his eyes gave off a strange look.

"is a self-proclaimed Henry. The humans of Angome want to see you. However, ......" Speaking of this, the Ranger Commander was a little hesitant and his face hesitated.

The Chief Mage noticed this, and immediately frowned and asked, "But what?" It's important for us to be clear. ”

The Ranger Commander swallowed and replied, "But...... He looked like he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he was a little kid at all. ”

"Twelve or thirteen?! That's impossible! As far as I know, this powerful human is almost thirty years old this year, and the age difference is too far, could it be a liar? Erhan asked, surprised. He set his sights on his old friend, hoping to get some useful information from him.

The chief mage touched his chin and shook his head: "It's not hard to say, but I'd better meet you." After all, the power of magic is strange, and it is not impossible to have reverse growth. Don't be a snack, as soon as I see him, I can immediately feel the power in his body, you must know that the unique power of a legendary mage cannot be impersonated by outsiders. ”

Erhan rubbed his eyebrows helplessly: "Okay, go and invite that human over, remember to be polite, he is very likely to be a legendary spellcaster." ”

"Understood, I will make this human feel the politeness and grace of the elves." With that, the Ranger Commander saluted and walked towards the camp gate with light steps. Completely different from the sprint just now, he now looks calm in his every move, and he still has a confident smile on his face.

"I wish he really was that person, so we wouldn't be so passive in the rest of the day......" Erhan muttered to himself. (To be continued......)