The land of the northern country is vigorous and rough. Even Richelieu, which is famous for its historical and artistic atmosphere, its architectural style is still large and majestic. However, the city of Oracle, which is unknown to the world, has exquisiteness and beauty that is incomparable to the entire north.

In this midsummer, the ancient elves no longer need to spend energy to adjust the temperature of the Oracle City, so the elves used their extra energy to add large amounts of war facilities. After all, the current peace of the Oracle City is just a superficial appearance. Who knows how much undercurrent will be there under the calm sea? It’s just that the elves’ beauty-loving nature has recurred, and they decorate these war facilities like works of art.

The city of oracle in the faint morning light is like a beauty standing by a blue flat lake on the green grass.

But this morning, the invisible wind blew not the admirer of this beauty, but the god of death who was about to spread death.

Nicholas, with a solemn and elegant face, had already arrived at the edge of the Oracle City. There was a staircase made of wind at his feet, gradually rising, and he walked up to the top of the Oracle City step by step out of thin air.

His figure was shaking slightly strangely, just avoiding the gaze of all the elves. In fact, most of the elves inspected subconsciously avoided his progress.

After crossing the city, Nicholas did not stop. He walked higher and higher, and walked towards the center of the Oracle City as if no one was around.

After this period of spy, Nicholas has been convinced that the elves in this city must be related to Chris Ferenna's death. Now the mysterious Sius is no longer in the elves city, and this good opportunity will never come again if it is lost. So he is no longer going to explore the elves' real role in this matter, and just wants to slaughter the city.

As long as it is related to Chris Ferenna's death, he will destroy it one by one.

When Nicholas slowly walked to the center of the Oracle City in the air, he suddenly became stunned, and his fingertips also trembled invisibly.

In the square under the three ancient elves, a huge silver dragon was lying quietly there. She was lying freely, and the dragon head was stretched towards the small lake, as if she was looking at the blue lake in a daze, and as if she was enjoying the cool summer breeze.

"Chris...Ferena..." Nicholas moaned involuntarily, his body shaking.

Nicholas almost used all his life's strength to stop his thoughts of rushing over. He looked at him intently and saw more than ten elves busy around the huge body of the silver dragon, looking like they were cleaning her body and scales. These elves were doing things in detail and seriousness, cleaning up the scales one by one, without any rush.

Nicholas stood silently in the air, letting time pass, the sun rises and sunsets.

Chris Ferenna was still lying quietly, motionless, as if she was falling into a deep sleep. In fact, she couldn't move either. She was just a statue, a huge, lifelike statue that took much effort from the elf artist.

It was not until the sunset was dim that these serious elves completed the cleaning work and returned happily.

Around the silver dragon statue, there are always some young elves gathered. They look at the beautiful and huge silver dragon in a daze, and listen to the older elves telling stories and legends about the silver dragon over and over again.

The night fell, and the beautiful city of oracle gradually became quiet.

Nicholas slowly fell in front of Chris Ferenna.

The statue of the silver dragon is a masterpiece of magical skills. Her eyes seemed to be moving slowly with Nicholas, and her eyes seemed to be sad, confiding, and delighted. Nicholas was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that Chris Ferenna was resurrected in front of her.

How long can I live with many powerful enemies? Nicholas doesn't know the answer.

But if the city of Oracle can last forever in the river of history, then Chris Ferenna can live forever in the hearts of many elves.

He closed his eyes and reached out his hand tremblingly, trying to touch the statue of Chris Ferenna, but in the end...

But in the end, Nicholas failed to muster up the courage. He would rather believe, and would rather believe that Chris Ferenna was sleeping in the city of Oracle.

Although this sleep has no end.

A silver light rose into the sky, accompanied by Nicholas' earth-shaking roar!

All the elves were trembling in the whistling sound, and the calm lake surface also caused huge waves!

At this moment, all the sleeping elves were awakened, and they were completely unaware of what they were and looked around in the window in a daze.

Several drops of water fell quietly in the sky, and the water drops gradually burst out with gorgeous light.

The elves suddenly had a illusion. They saw that under the cover of the seven-colored light, Chris Ferenna seemed to have life. She seemed to look up at the direction where the silver light was moving away, reluctant to leave.

Two figures appeared at one window.

"He finally left..." The voice of the Death Class was much older than before. Since Aysilot stepped into the blue lake, he suddenly became more than teenage.

"Yes..." Sius looked at the place where the silver light disappeared, with a look of no smugness on his face.

"What about this statue? It takes a lot of magic to maintain it, right?"

Sius was silent for a moment before slowly saying: "It's better to keep it like this. If everything is over and he can survive, there's a place to rely on it."

flame.

There are blazing flames everywhere!

This is not an ordinary flame, but a fire of bliss that contains great magic power, enough to bind all souls!

In the flames, countless souls were crying, screaming and struggling. They ran back and forth in the flames in despair, but they could not escape the shackles of the flames no matter what.

When the flames gradually fade, these desperate souls were gradually dragged into the ground by the flames. Their pain did not weaken a little as the flames were extinguished.

Amid the blazing flames, there was a stunning girl standing. Her gorgeous long skirt broke many times, and there were scratches and purple marks on her exposed skin. Although she was still young, she looked like a peerless beauty.

Seeing the soul in the flames constantly struggling, the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more obvious and charming. Finally, she laughed wildly, with blazing flames and countless suffering souls reflected in her green eyes!

Then there was a dizzying turn...

Froya woke up, and her head was still hurting severely. Finally, she saw clearly that it was Roger in front of her, and he was still shaking herself.

"Fatty, you finally figured it out! You've been in for a day and a night."

Roger nodded and said, "It's okay, everything goes well. The Frost Dagger has also been found."

"Where? Let me see!"

Rog smiled and said, "You can't see it yet. It's in Amoro's body, which is the most important part of the seal. You can't take it out now. Once it's taken out, Amoro will restore its ability to move."

Froya stood up and saw teams of soldiers digging the passage under the command of the elves engineers.

"What are they doing?" The little fairy was still a little confused.

"Amoro has a large body. If you want to move it out, you must widen the passage."

"Fatty, you won't just take it alone, right? You said, how many things you have hidden weren't told me?" The little fairy twisted the flesh on Roger's waist fiercely.

"Subduing?" Roger laughed and said, "I didn't subduing it. We just agreed on the terms."

Half of the more than a thousand surviving soldiers were digging the passage and half were cleaning the exit. Half a day passed, and the passage had not been dug out yet, so the exit was cleaned first.

Roger frowned and walked among the corpses in the barracks.

Although these corpses have begun to rot, the terrible biting and scratching scars on their bodies can still be seen. The scent of corpse stinking in the wind made Feng Die feel depressed, but she still insisted on following Roger.

"Where are those enemies..." As soon as she spoke, a corpse stinking that hit her face completely interrupted her words.

Roger bent down, regardless of the dirty smell, and tried to tear open the clothes of a corpse and looked at the rotten wound. After a long time, he stood up, and naturally, a heavy corpse odor was inevitably emitted.

Rog sighed, and walked out of the military camp, saying, "The ones who hurt people are not ordinary beasts. Only Druid can summon and control so many mutated beasts. It seems that Druid must be preparing to ambush us outside the stone palace. As for him..."

Roger frowned and said slowly: "He is dead. This time he is not an ordinary druid, at least one of them is an elder."

Feng Die's face was pale and gritted her teeth and said, "So...what about those druids?"

"They may die, maybe they ran away." Feng Yue's right hand wrapped around Qingyan flashed in Roger's mind and said, "It should be all dead."

Feng Die was silent and just followed Rogue.

The little fairy refused to enter the military camp where rotten corpses were everywhere. She looked at Rog who was coming towards her, immediately covered her nose and shouted, "Stay away from me! Wash it and come over!"

Rogge smiled faintly and walked towards Froya, black flames kept popping up. Finally, the flames in the Demon Realm burned his clothes clean, and the annoying corpse stinking naturally disappeared.

The little fairy's face turned slightly red, and she threw a robe to Roger, who had only one silver dragon armor left.

Roger's eyes slowly swept across the dilapidated stone palace, and the surrounding dark forest, his face became more and more gloomy. He was not sure if there was Druid hidden in the forest. But since Feng Yue had said that she would deal with people outside, there should be no enemies in the surrounding area.

Druid's attacks these few times were very ruthless and effective. If Feng Yue had not appeared suddenly, the Stone Palace would have been the tomb of more than 3,000 people. Even if Roger himself could escape, the others would definitely not be able to escape, and the frost dagger would have fallen into Druid's hands.

"Sir, the prisoners asked to leave, do you see?" The officer's request pulled Roger's thoughts back.

Rog looked over and saw the more than ten Druid warriors who had survived the disaster gathering together, and were also looking at this side.

"You can't just let them go!" Feng Die's cold voice stunned Roger.

He looked back and saw Feng Die staring at the Druid Warrior with hatred in her eyes. Her hands were tightly holding the wheel saw, trembling constantly.

Roger grabbed Feng Die who was about to rush out and frowned, "What are you doing?"

"I want to kill these druids!" Feng Die said with gritted teeth.

Roger shouted, "They are just the lowest-ranking warriors, no matter how many you kill, it's useless!"

"But... these druids killed him!" Feng Die suddenly burst into tears, crying loudly: "I paid so much, I gave up my dignity, pride, purity and hope, everything is to keep him alive! But Druid still killed him! This... why is this!!"

Roger turned around and shouted at the Druid warriors who were waiting for the judgment of fate: "I promised to let you go and I will fulfill my promise! Go back and tell the Druids in Yunxiao City that I don't want to be enemies with them, so don't force me again! If they insist on doing their own thing, don't let you die again. Next time, I will not be so polite! Get out of here now!"

Fengdie stopped crying. She stared at the back of the Druid warrior and said to Rog coldly: "Are you really going to reconcile with these Druids? If so, can you ask you to terminate our contract and I will go to the City of Yunxiao by myself!"

Rogge smiled faintly and said, "Reconciliation...is it possible? I just want the Druids to discuss and discuss it to delay the time. We are so passive right now. Besides, what's the point of killing these little soldiers? You have to kill a few elders to let Druid know the pain! Fengdie, follow me wholeheartedly. One day, I will take you to the city of Yunxiao."

Feng Die gently bit her lower lip and nodded slowly.

After another whole day, the passage in the stone palace was opened high and wide enough, and Amoro's body was finally able to move out of the stone palace. However, the dense forests around were a bigger obstacle. While commanding the soldiers to quickly open the way in the forest, Rogge sent people to rush to the Grand Duke of Doriac, asking him to increase troops and monitor all the abnormal movements of Druids in the province.

Roger sent another team of elves to inform the Eye of Wisdom and asked them to send Eye of Amoros to Dresden as soon as possible, where he would meet with the people of Eye of Wisdom.

He looked at Amoro's huge body and sneered imperceptibly.

Sea of ​​consciousness.

This time the battle was particularly long, and Fengyue's tenacity even made Vina feel irresistible.

The origin of the god has entered a very dangerous state, so the two had to stop. Unlike the calm expressions after the previous battle, this time they both looked very embarrassed, with dim eyes, and the blonde and black hair that were originally vertical as a mirror were also messy. The two looked at each other for a while and began to sort out their appearance at the same time.

Feng Yue frowned slightly and stared at the busy Wina. She instinctively felt that Wina was planning something. However, although Feng Yue held control of the Origin of God, she knew too little about the Origin of God, so she had no idea about the Origin of God, nor could she explore Wina's power and skills. Only in the battle with Wina can Feng Yue observe and comprehend Vina's unfathomable combat skills.

As soon as their battle stopped, the power of the Origin of God began to recover bit by bit. Another invisible battle began. Every time the Origin of God recovered a little energy, Feng Yue and Wei Na would compete at the same time. Fortunately, Feng Yue was not inferior in fighting for the Origin of God's Origin of God's energy, and even had a slight advantage because of his control. Even so, Feng Yue could only barely support Vina's endless and ever-changing combat skills.

Feng Yue was concentrating on fighting for the energy of the origin of God, but Vina was constantly busy.
Chapter completed!