Apart from summarizing the incident with the word "unfortunate", there was no suitable word. Aber led a group of pirate soldiers to the door of the cell, and the tongue of fire rushed out, with the momentum of burning all the crimes. The fire sounded higher than the other, and the iron walls of the cell melted into iron in the scorching heat. "What's the situation... not good!" Aber was shocked and shouted "quickly withdraw", and after he ran quickly with oil. The next second, the cell suddenly exploded, and the flames soared into the sky swallowed most of the pirates like beasts.

"...Damn it, which bastard was instructed by him, almost killing me! Those elves were all crazy...?! They even tried to kill themselves and even blew up the cell!!!" Alber, who had just escaped from death, came back to his senses and cursed in anger. "Why did they blew up the cell for no reason..." In a moment, he thought of something, as if he was about to be stolen, ran back to the information room with all his might, "No! Could it be... that he had fallen into the trap, right?"

When he entered the room, he saw that Ivan, who was pretending to be Ikalisa, was still staying wherever he was staying, Alber breathed a sigh of relief and said a little slow: "No strange guy appeared just now, right?"

"Report, calm and everything is normal!"

"That's good...you can go down." After Ikalisa stepped down, he walked towards the chronicle lying quietly on the table and grabbed it. "It's time to break up with the bunch of rags. It's time to leave this ghost place after all!"

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Frell brought the real chronicle to this agreed place, the place of wailing cry, and met Mistic. However, there was also a fish-shaped elf with a light blue body as the main color.

"I don't know if Alber has installed surveillance equipment here... It's better to be more careful. Annuo, please trouble you."

The elf knew, and with his two fins, he released his skill "electromagnetic cannon" to interfere with the magnetic field here. "By the way, when will you expel those damn pirates from Loya? They wanted to capture me as a power bank before... It was too much!"

"...It won't be too long. I should pay what I owe." Loya's guardian finally declared his attitude with promise.

"The power of individuals is not omnipotent, and no one can truly survive without the collective. I believe you are very clear about this, the mysterious elf king." After that, Frell handed the chronicle to the other party.

"It's very efficient." Mistic praised it very rarely.

"That's right, it doesn't matter who my master is."

Mistic said nothing, looking at the runes of the seal talisman in the chronicle, then gently erased some of the cinnabar powder on it with a jade purple flute and changed it a few strokes. A faint red light scattered, and the seal talisman turned into powder as the wind blew away. Immediately, a light purple streamer flew out of the chronicle and gradually turned into an elf body. Mistic felt a heavy weight behind her back, and heard a soft call: "Brother."

"Yue'er, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for a long time..." He adjusted his figure a little, freed up a hand to slowly caress the soft long hair of the elf behind him, "I'm sorry to you as my brother. Believe me, I will end this farce soon... I'll give you a good explanation."

"It is really gratifying to be reunited after the brother and sister have been separated for a long time. I will not disturb you and say goodbye." After the words came, Frell had already flew away.

"No need, it's not your fault. I can understand that this is the necessity of endurance and dormant." Zi Youyue murmured, letting go of the other party while walking to him, and covering his hands in his palms. "I want to do my part in this action. What can I do?"

Mistic's answer is very simple, nothing else, just one word - hide.

Zi Youyue secretly realized: This is the most critical part of the whole scene. Although she was eager to meet her friend again... but if she wanted to accomplish a big thing, what's the point of being wronged? "Then brother, you have to hurry up." Her smile was like a flower, her figure flashed, and she returned to the chronicle.

Mistic dropped his eyes and sighed softly. Then he waved his hand and the chronicle disappeared. It was almost over... The years of forbearance career will come to an end this time. After a little calming down his emotions, he immediately set out to the hill of the temple.

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Inside the Temple Hill, Alber finally waited for Mistic. After a conversation, he had a little understanding of the current situation: "...you mean, they can definitely break through the wall of sighs?"

Mistic was frank and told that the Sorrowful God Guard and the Doomsday Guard were by no means the opponent of the Mecha War League... What's more, they would sooner or later discover the magical power that could open the wall of sighs.

Alber may still live in a dream and don't want to wake up. He actually asked the other party how long they could resist them, and tried to delay for a while.

"It's meaningless. Do you think you will win in the end?" Mistic didn't take care of the other party's face anymore and said it straightforwardly.

"You!!! What did you say?! You dare to talk to me like this!" Alber was furious, "If it weren't for me, you would have died tragically in the Dark Council now!"

"Is that so? You are getting more and more interesting, Lieutenant General Alber." Mistic suddenly sneered, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. In an instant, Alber was entangled by the strange black chain transformed by energy.

"Hurry up...let me go!!!"

"As long as I use some more force, you will be a pile of scrap iron right away." After Mistic warned, he moved his finger again. Alber was thrown out, and while falling, he hit the ground, making a loud noise, "Get out!"

After a brief silence, Aber not only did not leave, but instead spoke again: "...Okay, you have the conditions. As long as you continue to help me."

What is the reason why Alber insists on not leaving? Who knows what he sells in his gourd...Mistick hesitated: "For the sake of your fact that you have saved my life... I advise you to leave with Justin's chip now if you want to survive. With my ability, you can leave safely."

"Do you really think I'm vulnerable?" Alber laughed for no reason, "As long as I die, the Dark Council will definitely send all his best players to revenge! You also know the horror of the Council. Once you get involved with them... Only death can be freed!"

“…So do you have to stay?”

Now, it doesn't matter if you hide it anymore. "Yes, our friendship has ended anyway, and I don't care about the outcome of you two at all."

"Very good. I should have known that this is your thought in your heart." Mistic looked sideways and his tone became stronger. "But don't look at me with the eyes you used to be. After all, I'm no longer that weak elf! Since you want to see so... then open your eyes and look at it."

"How sure are you?"

"Save it?...No, you think of this battle too simply." Mistic felt several breaths approaching, and the topic changed, "From now on, listen to me. They have come, you better not make trouble."

[Well, yesterday's Lantern Festival, right? I guess Mina San was having a very happy life, and I was in school... Forget it and say too much, it's all about tears. The new update has been presented, so I'll go to the next chapter, and I'll go and advance the progress. I'll say goodbye√.]

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!