"It's true, it's been seven hundred years." The prophet was low and dumb, and the other water elves had a very sad and complicated expression. However, after Sali was silent, his palm suddenly flipped, and the water flow condensed, turning into a handful of ice blue long qiang. He held his hands together and made a demand for the prophet.

"Sir, please allow a battle!"

Sali's identity is naturally noble. Guen and the others have also known this in the past two days. In fact, among the elves, fighting skills such as archery and swordsmanship are very ordinary. The only difference lies in the strength of the essence skills, but the magic... Only those with high-purity bloodlines in each clan have the ability to master it.

For example, Sali is the royal generation of the Water Elf Clan.

Of course, when it comes to the back, Gunn also suspected that Black's bloodline was very high, otherwise Sali would not have been so gentle to him at that time. You must know that even though the elves with extremely high moral standards actually have different levels of superiority.

A princess is a princess.

Her role as a leader is extremely powerful.

Seeing this, other water elves summoned Changqiang one after another, with the same posture and the same will.

"Please fight!"

This is the dignity of race.

It is also the final battle.

Guern muttered: "I don't know why, but I suddenly remembered that Prince Noor Taylor."

It can be called the most parallel royal family in this world and this era, and that is really no one else.

The prophet was not silent. The slender and slender palm with slightly wrinkled skin turned, and a staff that was taller than hers appeared. The tip triangular fork carving wrapped a water blue crystal, which was radiant and charming.

Just like her, she is wise and calm.

With a wave of the staff, the water door rolled, and the barrier torn.

"out."

Without waiting for the Dark Elves and the others to come to the door, would you rather go out first?

This is consistent with the tactics of Kailanvos and others in the end to defend the city. Is it because of its strategic advantage? No, sometimes it is just a psychological one.

Being killed at home is humiliating, and you would rather die on the battlefield.

Blood sprinkles all over the fields, and souls sacrifice to the sky.

Sali held Changqiang in his backhand, jumped into the water layer with a little under his feet, and turned to look at Lin and the other two.

"This is our battle, you... escape from the back of the road outside."

"The door is open."

How to say it.

Guern was blowing his beard at that time, "I still hate you elves very much and always look down on people!"

He held the axe and looked to the side...Blake and Lin had already taken out their weapons together.

Sali smiled, swept his face with his palm, and a layer of silver-white armor covered his body and face.

Just a little under your feet, brush! Run into the water at a terrifying speed.

At that moment, he was so handsome.

Guern: "Why is it clear that the top craftsmanship in the world is our dwarves, but..."

Every time the battle starts, the elf clan is the most handsome. Why, I am so angry!

Lin and Black: Maybe it's because of the handsome armor, the short, dumb and bearded dwarfs are wearing... they are a little tight.

A group of people was dispatched, and Black went to the side of the prophet and asked, "Of course, where is Lord Yu?"

The prophet glanced at Black, his pupils were slightly deep, "A prison."

Slerfell Island.

The blue sky and white clouds, the former glory of the water elves, have also maintained a long-lasting silence and decadence.

Now, darkness is coming, the sky looks gloomy and cloudy.

What do you want to do when the huge and terrifying dark elves are gathered in the beach and the sky when they arrive here?

Extermination of the clan.

They waited for a while, waiting for their marching commander Felix to find a way to enter the hiding place of the water elves, but before finding it, Felix felt a sudden movement. He stopped the elf's ink blood sword from his waist with his left hand.

One finger of the blade.

brush!

The archers army moved in the direction and faced the north of the sea outside the beach.

This is also the same time.

Water elves emerged from the sea level, suspended in the water. The water flowed on their delicate and elegant bodies, and the dark clouds could not cover up the brilliance flowing on their bodies.

The prophet stood in the center.

Smile at Felix.

"It took seven hundred years to find it, which was a little later than I expected."

As a chosen person, his verbal ability has been trained through many planes. Of course, the Prophet is not a nonsense person. She is willing to say more because she is delaying time.

She had a premonition that her chosen accomplices would appear today.

Just a battle for today's fate.

It also means to come from the other party.

Felix is ​​extremely handsome. Well, no elf is not handsome, but his handsomeness lies in the decadence after the depravity of light and the sharpness after the rise of darkness.

His long dark golden hair was fluttering, his pupils were pitch black, there was no light, only killing.

"Prophet, long time no see."

It is no problem to be flexible for thousands of years. The prophet came to this world for eight hundred years and spent a hundred years becoming the prophet of the water elves clan. It took another seven hundred years to protect the water elves clan. In those hundred years, the situation was far from being so bleak and dangerous now.

They always have glory and harmony when they meet.

But now, when we meet, we will eventually part.

Felix slowly walked out with the elf ink blood sword, and the powerful griffin team in the sky also turned the direction of the attack.

These griffin elves warriors have strange double edges in their hands, which can be split into melee battles or thrown far-range attacks. The sky, sea and land are very calm. Even if they are not invincible, they are definitely among the top three in the military.

Gun silently counted the number of the other party. Before he could count to one hundred, Lin said directly: "One thousand in the sky, three thousand bows and arrows on the beach, and three thousand close combat."

A total of seven thousand.

Compared to the previous battles, they all know...the elves can fight ten with one.

Of course, the water elves also have such abilities, but in terms of the number, they only have three thousand.

And they will be crushed by the sky griffin.

Guern felt that there was a high possibility of death in this battle, but when he observed Sali and others, he found that they were not afraid at all. Well, the dwarfs must not lose to the elves!

Gunn lifted his waist and hips, clenched his axe: "When will it start to fight?"

when?

Felix pointed his sword at the prophet's head and held it with both hands. The blade's edge was pure black brilliance...

Boom! The sea level is cut apart by a long wave, with a straight edge and a line in the middle of the prophet's body.

The prophet's palm moved slightly, and one end of the staff pointed at the cut water surface, and the magic started.

The divided water surface air was like a knife, but it was crushed and condensed again, twisted and spiraled, and pressed towards the sea surface.

Felix swept across and cut flat!

With a command.

attack!

The griffin warrior in the sky immediately waved the double edges of the ridges and threw the far attack.

Hurry~~

The afterimage of the prism, cutting invincible, attacking from the sky to the water elves on the water surface.

The water elves are divided into two, and half are thrown into the sky.

Dense, sharp, strong.
Chapter completed!