Chapter 665： get away

Al wore a hood and walked on the streets of Nolan.

"Elder Sindoral! There are so many people."

Al was careful to follow the elders, and the number of humans around him has exceeded Al's cognition.

The number of their families was only over 2,000 in their most prosperous period, and Al looked at it. The number of humans at the end of this street may be more than the number of people in their group.

"Don't go around."

Elder Siddoral also seems to be unable to adapt to such a large number of human beings, but he can still stand calm compared to the fear of Albus pulling his sleeves.

The prosperity of the city is beyond the expectations of Elder Sinadol. Over the centuries, humans have been able to build an abandoned relic into this...

In the aftermath of the shock, Elder Sinadol did not forget his mission.

The ice dragons that guard the tree of the world have been separated from them since they entered the city. Dragon creatures have always been independent.

Maybe in that ice dragon eye, they are just a 'leader'.

But they also have the responsibility of saving the tree of the world from human hands.

"Elders, the atmosphere of the world tree is very strange."

Another elf leaf that followed the elders of Sidonal suddenly said.

"I feel that the human beings around are taken care of by the tree of the world." Elder Schindor looked around at the human beings around him.

Almost every human being, the singer of the sinner can feel the link of the world tree.

This made the worry of Elder Sinadol's heart aggravated.

What does the human being in this city take as the tree of the world? !

"Al!"

Elder Schindor was thinking about where to look for, and Al, who had been holding his cloak, suddenly ran in a certain direction.

The branches and leaves caught up with Al without a word.

"Elder Sindoral! Look at this!"

Al came to the front of a wooden board and posted many strange paintings on the board.

There is a lion-like creature holding a painting of a human girl, and an oil painting of an old human hunter...

But what really caught the attention of Elder Sinan was a piece of the work in the center.

It was a female frost elf, dressed in a white dress and standing under the gorgeous lights.

“What did you write above?” Al stood in front of the board and browsed the text above.

Fortunately, the people of this city use the world's lingua franca, even if they have been isolated for so many years, they can still recognize the meaning of the text on the notice board.

But the text that comes with the painting is not understood by many of the elders of Sindar.

"Elders, what is marked here seems to be the meaning of money." Zhiye said.

"She... Is she being a slave by humans?"

Al instant reminds the elves and the stories told by her, such as the appearance of human greed, the elf as a slave, and then do all sorts of excessive things.

"Music, concerto, magic arena."

According to the text on the poster, Elder Schindor understood that this was a performance.

Humans go to see the performance of the elves? Perhaps, as Al said, is this frost elf being captive?

The elders of Sindonal sank, but not long after he had just confirmed the performance, the dangerous hunch rose in the heart of the elders of Sindon.

When he turned back, he saw a group of humans in white robes walking toward them.

Was it discovered?

Elder Schindor can clearly feel that those human beings are coming to them.

"Please show your entry into the city." One of the humans came out loud and said to Elder Sinadol.

The other party is well prepared, and the elders of Sinanal have been surrounded by unconsciously.

This is the worst result of his vision!

But when we entered this city full of humans, Elder Sinadol was ready to meet this situation.

"Al, the leaves go to the asylum seekers."

After he left this sentence, a silver-white inscription appeared in his hand.

A powerful shock will knock those who are surrounded and ready to release the human beings to the ground.

In the next second, a magical array of silver-white inscriptions appeared at the feet of Al and the branches.

"He is releasing the transfer magic."

Some humans recognized the magic of the singer of the elders of Sindonal. When they were about to break it, the bricks on the ground were suddenly picked up, causing some of the casters to lose their balance.

Elder Sinadol thought that he might be able to subdue the casters in such a moment, but when thunder and electro-optical explosions in his ears, the idea disappeared into nothingness!

The stinging and paralysis that plagued the body of his body made his body lose consciousness.

The man who released this thunder system spell was so terrible that it even penetrated his magic barrier.

Elder Schindor fell to the ground in an instant. Between his loss of consciousness, the only image he saw was a man in yellow clothes slowly coming out of the crowd, as well as the ears and ears and the call of Al.

"Elder Sindoral!!"

Al looked at the elders of Cindonard who fell to the ground and wanted to rush forward to do something, but at the last moment, the hands of the elders of the Sindonal were clenched into fists, and the magic inscriptions were in the elders of Sindonal. The palm of your hand shattered, and the picture in front of Al's eyes turned into a pale blue sky.

Along with it, there is a feeling of weightlessness and a painful touch that hits the ground behind it.

"It hurts..."

Al's forehead slowly climbed from the ground, and after the pain in the back eased a little, Al-Au looked around.

The environment around it was found to be very small and very strange.

It was filled with dirty water and dirt, but soon Al saw his familiar figure.

"Foliage!" Al climbed up from the ground and ran to his companion.

The branches and leaves are obviously trained, and they stabilize their bodies when they are transmitted. They don't fall like Ald... miserable.

"Elder Schindor used a short-distance transfer magic."

The branches and leaves patted the dust on the body, far more calm than Al.

“Short distances, that is to say we are still in those human cities?”

After experiencing the scene just now, Al has a psychological shadow on human beings.

She has been convinced of the ‘horror story’ that the elves have told.

“Maybe, we seem to be between two huge buildings.”

The leaves and leaves looked at the environment around, and there was a faint sound of human noise outside.

Suddenly the branches and leaves seemed to be aware of something, and a long bow was instantly spread out in her hand.

A crow is standing on a balcony above the alley and staring at them.

illusion?

The fingers of the branches and leaves clasped the bowstrings tightly, and the crow gave the leaves a strange feeling.

"Isn't that a black bird?"

Al's most familiar creature may be a bird. After seeing the crow, he relaxed his vigilance.

But it didn't take long.

"This is really a big news." The crow did not open his own bird, but the sound echoed through the alley.

"Bird...the bird spoke!!" Al was instantly there. "The city of mankind... even animals are so terrible?!"