Dust of History Chapter 73: Regression (on)

Overlooking from a high altitude, the Tula Leone forest stretching for hundreds of miles is like a green ocean. Looking at it from such a height, the huge ancient elf tree in the center is as majestic and majestic as a mountain isolated in the sea.

Two gargoyles hovered directly above the ancient elf tree, and a magician sat on each of them. They both had a silver skull mask on their faces.

These two mages are dressed in ordinary clothes, and there seems to be nothing unusual except for the silver mask on their faces, but those two masks are enough. That is the legendary devil in the minds of most people. It is the most mysterious and powerful symbol of identity and status on the mainland, and it is also a proof of strength.

But now the eyes of the most mysterious and terrifying magicians in these two legends are full of surprise, as if they just saw the legend.

Indeed, in the eyes of the two of them, the aura of the ancient elf tree may be much larger than what ordinary people see. Tightening one after another, the magic power in his body, which was originally enough to disdain the mainland, was about the same as a mouse in comparison with this big tree.

A magician began to murmur a mantra, and pressed his hands to the bottom, and two huge explosions sounded from below. Huge flames rose up as the waves of the explosion spread, forming two small mushroom clouds of flames. Although "Hell Explosion" is not the top attack magic, it is not far from the top. A magician who can cast such a magic in a small-scale battle can usually become a key figure in turning the tide of the battle, and this The magician actually used both hands to send out twice at the same time. And it didn't show the slightest effort. If this scene is seen by all the magicians in the world, I am afraid that many people will not dare to study this magic anymore.

But the magician who cast these two spells did not appear happy or complacent, but sighed heavily and shook his head. Because the two explosions from **** didn't really blow up the ancient elf tree or the Tularion Forest below, a faint light flashed above the ancient elf tree. Two shots of advanced magic exploded in mid-air. The magician said in a tone of half admiration and half regret: "It seems that this is the ancient war tree in the age of the ancient elf empire mentioned by His Excellency Archibald in the book. Unexpectedly, Tula Leon is really still there. There is such a tree. Those elves can hold their breath, until this time they use the leaves of the world tree to start it. I never thought that after the leaves of the world tree were used as the core of the ancient elf tree, it would With such an effect, it can withstand our full attack."

The other magician also frowned and looked at the forest below, and asked a little angrily: "There is also a scroll of a fire bomb and a scroll of an ice storm here, do you want to combine them together and try with the strength of the two of us?" ?” He was not only a little out of breath, but also had an unconcealable fatigue on his face. In fact, he has already cast several great spells just now. But it has no effect other than blasting a colorful light over the forest.

"It's useless, you can't break through that layer of enchantment in one go, the endless vitality of the leaf of the world tree can immediately restore it to its original state. The current magic power of the two of us is not enough..." Magic The teacher turned his head and thought about it, and continued: "If it is a forbidden spell, it should be fine. Or if two more people come, and the four of them attack with top-level magic together, it should also work. Magic failure barrier..."

"Do you want to try it? I don't want to waste the scroll of forbidden spells. It is too laborious to make it. I will call someone right away. As long as it is for the leaf of the first world tree below, I believe that even Teacher Shante will be very happy." Interested..."

A voice came from the ancient war tree below, and the voice was not loud. But it enveloped the sky above the forest. "Guardians of the dark will, or should I call you the names in your society, respected necromancers, please go back, we don't want to be enemies with you. But we will never let you take those what they want."

A necromancer snorted and sneered while looking down: "Joke, do you really think that shrinking into this turtle shell can make us retreat? I don't believe they dare to pop their heads out of it."

At this moment, a green light suddenly shot out from the ancient war tree, pointing directly at the gargoyle on which one of the necromancers was riding.

The gargoyle's reaction and maneuverability are impeccable. With the consciousness of the dead mage above, it moved a little bit in this moment, but only this little bit is in line with the huge size of the gargoyle. The body was obviously not enough, with a soft sound, the body made of obsidian flew and shattered like glass, and half of the gargoyle's shoulders and arms were swept by the green light and turned into fragments all over the sky.

The gargoyle has no feeling and can't scream, but the expression of the necromancer above has completely changed. He knew what the consequences would be if this green light passed over him, but at the same time he also saw that the goal of this green wedding did not seem to be aimed at him, but the head of the gargoyle.

"Dear necromancers, as I said, we don't want to be enemies with you." Another taste, the persuasion has been many times stronger. "But I also guarantee that we have enough ability to dissuade you. Mr. Sedros of Oufu and General Gru can both receive our instant messages, and they also have Tula Leon's teleportation scroll in their hands. You can come here at any time. I don't think you want to see them..."

"These rats with long ears, sooner or later I will turn you all into pieces of meat on the test bench." Killing intent. This obvious threat has seriously hurt his self-esteem as a necromancer. A person who thinks he is already at the top of the world will never like the feeling of being pulled down by others, especially if he is completely ignorant of other people's feelings. When threats are powerless.

Several winged pegasus carried the elves hovering around the canopy of the ancient elf tree. Although they never dared to fly out of the invisible magic barrier, the elf archers above never put away their bows and arrows.

The other necromancer didn't show much excitement or anger, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he said softly: "Let's go."

The two gargoyles spun in mid-air, and both turned and flew towards the east helplessly.

On the ancient elf tree below, in the center of the huge and dense branches is a platform made of intertwined branches. The three elves, one old, two young, looked up at the back of the distant gargoyle in the sky. The wrinkled elder Elf finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"Elder Lloyd, why don't you want me to target that Necromancer? Killing these evil and dark things one by one, why do you have to warn them to leave?" The female elf with a huge black longbow frowned ask. There was a slight look of fatigue on her face, the arrow just now consumed a lot of strength.

Elder Lloyd shook his head, sighed, and said, "Even if you aim at it, it's impossible to kill it with one blow at such a long distance. Even if you can kill one, with your current strength There's no way shooting two arrows in a row kills the other. These guys are conceited. Whether it hurts one of them or makes them feel threatened, if it really **** them off, I'm sure it will show up tomorrow There will definitely not be two people on the top, and the magic used will definitely not be just these conventional magic." He glanced at the side, his face full of worry, "and Elder Luya's ability has probably reached its limit, In fact, the two guys above might not be able to take another bombardment."

The eyes of the elf girl sitting upright in the center of the platform that Elder Lloyd was watching were closed, and there was no trace of blood on her face. In the center of the platform is a magic circle. A green leaf in the center of the circle slowly diffuses its own green light into the whole circle, and the girl's hand is pressing on top of the leaf. It was she who controlled the power of the leaves of the World Tree to be released with the Ancient War Tree, supporting the barrier that resisted the magical bombardment from above.

She slowly opened her eyes, and her face, which was already as silver as her hair, flushed for a while. Although it was a sickly blushing, it looked more vibrant and beautiful on her face. Although the vitality of the leaf of the world tree can be endless, she can't. After all, this is independently controlling the barrier of the ancient war tree to resist the magic bombing of the two great magicians. She has actually reached the limit long ago.

Several elf elders also came up from under the ancient tree, all of them had serious worries on their faces. Every magic explosion in the sky just now made every elf below tremble with fear. As long as the defense of the ancient war tree fails, the people below will face a catastrophe. An Elder Elder wiped the cold sweat from his brow and said, "Elder Lloyd, it seems that your suggestion of opening the Ancient War Tree immediately is indeed correct."

Elder Lloyd shook his head, with a serious look on his face heavier than all Elf elders, he said: "This is just a stopgap measure, those guys will not give up. Even Sedros and Ge The fact that General Lu was able to come here was just to make them scruples. As long as they make a move next time, it will definitely be an offensive that we cannot resist."

"Then is there any way to deal with them? There are not many flying horses in Tularion, and there are only a dozen of them that can be used to ride archers. These are absolutely unable to resist those gargoyles and necromancers. of."

"Then let Pegasus carry all the magicians."

"But the natural magic of our elves is not good at frontal attack, and no one has a high level of elemental magic. How can we compete with the magic of those necromancers..."

"No way, those necromancers absolutely cannot fly within the range of our bows and arrows before they use magic to raze this place to the ground. Our tens of thousands of elf archers in Tula Leon are useless... "

"Each ancient war tree contains three mutant war mantis eggs... as long as Elder Luya hatches them with the power of the world tree leaves, it may give us enough combat power to deal with necromancers. "

"No, Queen Isabel left the Forest of Whispers to collect these things and build the Tula Leon Forest in order not to let the legacy of the ancient elves be used for killing and to provoke wars. It is a last resort..."

"Whether it is Mafa's oracle or the Queen's intention, we must never pursue power for the sake of disputes and corruption, and finally make power out of control."

"But the disputes were not caused by us. The source of the desire lies in the hearts of those human beings. Do we want to be slaughtered by others?"

The debate does not seem to be reaching a conclusion. In the end, all the elf elders turned their attention to Elder Lloyd.

Elder Lloyd frowned and looked at the leaves of the world tree on the stage, the wrinkles on his face were crowded together. This thing is indeed a trouble, and the most troublesome part of this trouble is that it cannot be completely solved. After all, this is the sacred object of the elves, and no matter how great the sacrifice is, it cannot be handed over to others or destroyed for use.

But to protect something, strength is necessary. And the elves who follow Mafa's teachings and don't pursue power are undoubtedly no opponents of the Necromancer Guild. Although the help of Sedros and Gru can be obtained at any time, this does not seem to be a long-term solution after all. Fortunately, the secret ally, Oufu, held back the footsteps of the Church and the Necromancer Guild, attracting most of their attention and strength, otherwise the situation would only get worse.

"It seems that we have to move... we don't have to find help..." Elder Lloyd sighed with a wry smile.

Oufu, midnight.

Asa jumped off the bed, stretched out his arms and moved, his neck twisted, his muscles pulled the bones and joints of his whole body, and there was a uniform crackling sound from the cervical spine to the knuckles, and then he went straight to the door.

"What are you doing?" Jessica asked. She leaned against the bed with her whole body naked, her dark and delicate skin, and her slender but powerful and harmonious limbs made her look more like a black female leopard in the dark night than a woman who just woke up from a frenzied sleep The girl who came over.

"Put on your clothes, it seems that something happened." Before Asa finished speaking, Jessica also heard a footstep approaching from afar.

Asara opened the door, just as the figure of the half-orc appeared at the door. The orc didn't panic in the slightest. It seems that he has been accustomed to this way of opening the door for a long time, and he just panted and said to Asa: "Mr. Sedros asked you to go to the city hall as soon as possible."

"What's the matter? Has the coalition attacked?" Asa asked, what he heard was not only the footsteps of the half-orc, but also the noise from the street outside. The orc soldiers shouted, ran, and clashed weapons.

The orc was still panting. Even his physique, which is far superior to that of human beings, is very strenuous, it can be seen that he came running at an extremely fast speed. His green ugly face is sweatless, like a soaked bitter melon, but the excitement and excitement are obvious, "No, the coalition forces have withdrawn, and Mr. Sedros has summoned all the troops to prepare for the attack .”

The square in front of the city hall is already full of people and beasts, and almost all the orcs in Oufu have gathered. The tall werewolves and ogres were carrying huge warhammers and axes, and the smaller lizardmen were also holding their own weapons. They were arranged in an orderly and dense manner under the leadership of various tribal leaders and warriors. The half-orc animal trainer drove a dozen wyverns and hundreds of bulls to stand around.

Although this scene like a grand military parade didn't seem too noisy because of the good order, thousands of heavy breathing sounds and gasps gathered together to form a strange wave of aspirations. The heavy breath in the air came from countless excited orcs, representing the wildness and impulsiveness in their blood, and the whole scene implied that there was a storm suppressed under this restless calm.

Only the torches were lit at the gate of the city hall, where the eyes and attention of all the orcs were there. Under the firelight, the figure of the old man was like a statue worshiped by the orcs.

Cedros's voice was calm and loud, and it reached the ears of every orc through the temporary magic circle drawn under his feet: "First of all, I want to tell the people of Oufu a good news. The coalition forces of the Holy See have finally withdrawn. "

As soon as Sedros finished speaking, countless cries and howls came out from the throats of thousands of orcs, forming a thunderous roar.

Although this sound is comparable to the roar of Beamon giant beasts, Sedros just pressed a few times out of thin air, and the orcs quickly quieted down. He continued: "This is ours. Victory is the victory of everyone here who is fighting for freedom and survival. But this victory is not complete, everything is far from over, the army of the church has withdrawn this time, but how long will it take them to bring With more soldiers coming back."

"We hate and fight endlessly~IndoMTL.com~But for any enemy who wants to invade our homeland, we will never be afraid and cowardly, and we will never be stingy with our weapons and blood. We will not let these attempts The enemies who set foot on Oufu left unharmed..." Cedros' voice paused, and then he said louder and louder enough to shake the soul of every orc: "For our homeland, for our For our freedom, for our survival, we will fight."

An earth-shattering roar rose from the ground, and the surrounding buildings made of huge stones seemed to be trembling. Those huge wyverns and bulls were struggling in fear in this terrifying momentum. Every orc They all used the greatest strength to erupt the flames and wildness in their chests, and they held up the weapons in their hands. It was a steel forest that was about to harvest countless lives.

"The coalition forces are withdrawing, their morale is low, and their formation is in disarray. This is an excellent opportunity for us to reduce your vital forces, completely destroy their morale, and cultivate my morale." Amid the deafening roar, the Borugan people had to work hard Roaring is the only way to keep your voice from being drowned out. He explained to Asa, who was standing with him in the shadows not far behind Sedros: "This pursuit is estimated to reduce their strength by at least tens of thousands, and the pressure in the future will be reduced." Take it easy."

Asa nodded absent-mindedly, the sound made his ears hurt, and he felt annoyed for no reason, because it seemed that he had heard this sound somewhere before, although it was a little different, but the general meaning was the same.