When the elf king Carlosso came, he immediately gave Bai Gang a elven-like hug.

Generally speaking, elves do not like too intimate physical contact, but there is a hug between very close people that is different from humans, with slightly stiff elf-like hugs. Once someone uses this hug to someone other than blood relatives, he admits that the person and himself are extremely intimate.

"Long time no see my brother! Haha! It's finally time to beat the undead! I can't wait to come first. The others are still gathering and can all arrive within a month!"

"Thank you! With His Majesty's help, our hopes of success will be even greater!"

The elf king Carlosso laughed: "Don't say that, fighting the undead is the responsibility of every living person! The plague caused us to lose so many relatives, and everyone was actually holding a sense of anger in their hearts. Even if you don't call on us, we will fight the undead! Those undead who should have died long ago should lie in the coffin honestly!"

The two of them exchanged a few more greetings and walked towards the parked convoy under the "welcome" of countless guards on both sides. Behind them was a personal guard with a large number of elves.

The guards standing on both sides responsible for guarding the road at this time felt that they were the happiest person. The exquisite armor was worn like a work of art on a group of heroic and exotic styles, and they walked out of the catwalk. This was a living Victoria's Secret show!

And it's a close-range VIP seat!

For a moment, all the guards facing the road unconsciously stood straighter and raised their heads higher...

And as for those unlucky guys who are on duty with their backs to the road?

Sorry, although their faces are still as firm as steel, their hearts are really bleeding!

After getting into the car, Bai Gang, the elf king Carloso and a few personal guards came to the palace together. After entertaining Chinese cuisine, Carloso pulled Bai Gang to the mysterious and embarrassed whisper:

"My brother, thank you for your hospitality, but I must explain something to you in advance about this conquest.

Although I am very embarrassed, I have a reason to do this - we elves can participate in the battle in the early stage of the siege, weaken the strength of the undead, and punish them. No matter how difficult we experience, we will not betray our allies!

But if the war goes well, and it is so smooth that it can attack the undead capital Thunder Castle, we must withdraw."

Bai Gang looked at the elf king Carlosso in surprise and asked in confusion:

"Why is this? I can understand quitting if the war is not going well. But if it has reached the last step, why do you quit at that time?

Do you want the undead to make a comeback in hundreds of years? How can the heroes who sacrificed many heroes in this battle rest in peace without completely eradicating the eternal cult? What is the meaning of our attack on the undead??"

The elf king Carlosso smiled bitterly and said, "Do I like this feeling of giving up halfway? If the undead can be completely wiped out, even if the casualties are greater, everyone will understand that no one will retreat before the final battle.

But... there is a monster in Thunder Castle, a real monster that no one dares to provoke! Humans and dwarves have probably forgotten her horror, the ignorant is fearless, but we elves still deeply remember how powerful that guy is!

The Holy Emperor Elisea of ​​the Eternal Holy Church!”

"Saint Emperor Elisea..."

This is not the first time Bai Gang has heard of this name. Although the news received from various channels is that the Saint Emperor Eliseya is very terrifying, Bai Gang is also mentally prepared for this.

But looking at the attitude of the elf King Carlosso, it seems that the seriousness of the matter has far exceeded his expectations, and it can even be said to be far beyond the estimate of the most serious combat effectiveness of the Saint Emperor Eliseya when the base formulated its offensive plan!

In the eyes of these earthlings, no matter how strong the individual's strength is, there is a limit. However, the Saint Emperor Eliseya actually made the entire elves dare not approach Thunder Castle with his own name! If that guy hadn't suddenly stayed in the palace and stayed away, I'm afraid these elves would not dare to participate in this conquest!

"Your Majesty, have you ever seen that Saint Emperor Eliseya?"

The elf king Carlosso shook his head: "Of course I haven't seen it before. If I had seen it with her, it would be difficult to stand here and talk to you, but we elves did have a big battle with the undead before.

Two thousand years ago, our elves lived not just like the Moon God Island, but also had a large area of ​​territory on the Anglia continent.

Then, the Holy Emperor Elistia led her undead men to attack us in Anglia's land.

At that time, there were not as many undeads in the Eternal Holy Sect as it is now, and there were no monsters of the three giants. The offensives of ordinary undeads were quickly suppressed by us. With a deep foundation, we have a large number of strong men in charge. The strength accumulated bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit.

But when Saint Emperor Eliseya appeared, everything changed, and no one could hold on to more than three moves in front of that monster!

Even when my grandfather led the strongest legion toward Eliseya alone, he only fought for less than thirty seconds!

But even so! That monster didn't do all his strength! She... was just playing!

Can you imagine that the monster could have occupied the entire elf territory in one fell swoop while we were in chaos, but she turned around and left! The reason was just because of boredom! Because no one was her opponent anymore! That's all!

Since then, we elves gave up most of the land in Anglia and retreated to Moon God Island to lick the wounds, for fear that the monster would be slaughtered all of them. They have only barely recovered until now.

So, I don’t think this attack can kill that monster. All we can do is to limit the strength of the undead when the monster is not interested for the moment, just like pruning branches and leaves for a tree.”

Speaking of this, the elf king Carloso smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Although it is indeed uncomfortable to say this, it is true that as long as the monster is still there, we will never be able to truly eliminate the undead spirits of the Eternal Holy Church."
Chapter completed!