Chapter 617： Huang Wei

Nolan, the tower of the Sage.

"This is the result of my investigation with the Blues in the past 20 years."

The black man put a large number of ancient scrolls on the long table of the Sage Council.

Half an hour ago, he let his former apprentices open the magic car and sent him here. After he came to the Sage Tower, he feared that he would directly convene the Sage Council.

The black man must tell the sages the information collected over the past 20 years as soon as possible.

"Yellow clothes, how have the other sages not yet present?"

The black man sat in his position and waited for more than an hour. Every sage was qualified to convene a Sage Council, and in the black man’s impression, the human sages stayed for a long time. I rarely go out in the Master Tower.

So it's easy to get them together, but the times have changed radically.

"Do you want to know the reason? The guy in the red shirt bought fakes on the magic net shopping yesterday. Now it is estimated that in the theory of the alchemist shop, the purple clothes went to the devil world a few days ago... gray and white An old thing is estimated to be playing in the Hearthstone Tavern."

The yellow-shirter sat in his position and didn't seem to be waiting for the black man. He had always had some prejudice against the non-human race, especially the black man who intervened at the top of Nolan's power as an elf. .

"Magic shopping, Devil, Go..."

The black-clothed man glared at his forehead. Twenty years have passed. It is not just that Nolan has changed. Even the human sages who know the knowledge are expanding their new hobbies.

"I have a TV show this afternoon. You'd better give me a shocking message. Otherwise, you have lost more than 20 years of misconduct!"

The black man held back the idea of ​​asking him what the ‘television show was, and directly pushed the scrolls piled up in front of him to the sage.

"The world is in danger, and a group of people are trying to summon things outside the world! The remains of the Nolan underground are left behind by the civilizations destroyed by the outside world."

“You don’t need to explain from the previous history, tell me directly how to get ‘that group’.”

The Huang Yi people glanced at the literature provided by the black man, and the Sage Council had already vaguely noticed this a few months ago.

Therefore, they only held the award ceremony of the Skerner Award, and they also gave them warnings while inviting leaders from all over the world.

"There can be their whereabouts all over the world." The black man took out a map of the world and spread it on the long table. "At the moment, I and the blues figured out..."

“Frost Plains and Deep Green Basin?”

The yellow-shirter stood up directly from where he was sitting to look at the map above.

"Where did the blue guy go?" Huang Yi immediately asked.

"Jettoan went to the frost plain." The black man pointed his finger at the largest plain on the border of the frosty country, and then pointed to the basin on the other side of the frosty country. "I am here." Found their trail."

"You have been seriously injured and have come here again. Are the 'judges' who are crouching in the deep green basin really so tricky?"

"Their strength is beyond my expectations, and their goal is my hometown of Arthur Crowe... Arthur Crowe has been affected by the things outside the world, so go on."

“The high elf home on the high ground will fall on the ground, which sounds like a good thing!”

At this time, the yellow-shirter mocked the high elves without any mercy, and the expression on the face of the black man did not change.

"The tree of the world is the core of the blockade of things outside the world. If Arthur Croce falls, it will have enough power to break through the blockade." The black man said.

"How are you so sure?" The yellow-shirter picked up a scroll on the table, and the text on the record was a boring elf text, but the yellow-shirter still analyzed the above. content.

This scroll shows the distribution of all the 'elf' groups in the world. The dark elves and the black wood elves and the frost elves have been classified into the 'death' column, leaving only the last three elves. One of them is a high elf.

"The sacred trees of the Frost Elves and the Black Wood Elves have been destroyed once. They are too weak now, and they are unable to withstand the attacks of the outside world!"

"I don't think so. Have you seen the outside of the Sage Tower before you came?"

The yellow-clothed person pointed out that behind him, the black man came to the window of the parliament along the place he pointed to, and saw the tree of the Frost Elves in the world below the Tower of the Sage.

The sacred tree that would have taken tens of thousands of years to grow up has grown up in less than a year.

"I have never been able to get used to the attitude of the high elves to our human beings." The yellow-shirter closed the scroll in his hand and said, "If you think that it is higher than our human beings, we certainly don't need our help."

At the speed of the growth of the world tree of the Frost Elves, it is still in the center of the world.

The sacred tree of the higher elves is a dispensable thing for the ‘security’ of the world.

The yellow clothes are seeing this through.

The black man's hand gripped the window tightly, and he felt the pain in the heart once again causing a pain.

He must find a way to save Arthur Crowe, and the assistance of the Nolan sages is the only means he can think of, no... there is another way.

Suddenly the black man turned around and he paused for a while.

"Joshua Yanorode is at Arthur Crowe."

Sure enough, when the black man mentioned Qiao Xiu, the expression of the yellow clothes finally showed a little change.

"That little guy?" The yellow-shirter stared at the black man's pupil for a moment, confirming that he was not lying. "What is he doing there?"

"Joshua Yanorode built a pub there."

The performance of the sage made the black man completely unthinkable, and the yellow-shirter was the most sage who rejected the inhuman race.

As a chaotic demon, the most disgusting group of human beings, the Yellow House is the first to see it as an enemy.

Although the expression on the face of Huang Yi is still terrible, his reaction is enough to see his concern for Qiao Xiu.

"He reached an agreement with our holy tree." The black man took a deep breath and said.

"First the black wood elf, is it a frost elf? He really intends to be the savior of your elves!"

"Savior?"

The black man heard the moment of the adjective, and he saw a small ball of light emerging from the yellow coater's head.

"Although I hate you for these high elves, I hate the group of "Judges."" The yellow-clothed man took his own staff and walked toward the outside of the parliament. "I also took my apprentice to look outside."

The black man looks at the back of the sage, although the black man is a few hundred years older than the human age, but the long life of the high elves is destined to grow their minds far more slowly than humans.

"What are you doing there? Lead the way!" The words of the Huang Yi people made him immediately follow up.