Chapter 792： Not too touching reunion

Sheyle had placed the bowl of the hand next to it, and the message sent by Ravel made her have no appetite to touch the lamb in the hot pot.

When Shearle learned that part of the high-level missing of the eight families was held in the dungeon, the temperature in the corridor dropped significantly.

The frost gradually condensed on the glass, and Shel's mood is very bad now.

‘Odus is also there, sir... Is the thing that you asked the helper to put in the newsletter really useful? ’

The Frostwolf family in the newsletter reported several names in turn, and all these names were remembered by Shear.

Because the judges who disguised these people are now the souls of Shear's sword, but the judges did not kill the deity, but they were held in a dungeon somewhere.

This news for Shear does not know whether it is good or bad...

The interior of the Frosty Country has gradually stabilized under the rectification of Sheyle. The eight major families have also had new patriarchs to succeed. These patriarchs who should have died are superfluous.

‘The people in the dungeon still hold those people? Can you confirm? ’

Sheil stared at a message on the magic net. Qiao Xiu uploaded a ‘Cat and Mouse First Episode’ in the group half a minute ago. The video was not large, and Ralwell’s reception progress was very slow.

From the current progress, it takes about three minutes to download completely, so Sheil first asked him to explore the situation of the dungeon.

‘There are some of our nationals, and some of them look like soldiers of the state of the Holy Spirit and the country of steel. ’

The newsletter from Ravel made some of the Misais next to it unable to sit still.

Sheyle publicized the record of his group chat to everyone who was sitting.

There are many acquaintances in the Sacred Army... Most of them have been on the battlefield of the Frost Plains, so there is a good chance that there will be members of the Holy See in the dungeons.

‘More than our soldiers? ’

‘And elves! It seems to be... Frost Elves. ’

When the news came out of the group chat, Shelley looked up and looked at Tallin, who was sitting quietly next to him.

"My people... Are there still people alive?"

Tylin stood up and ran to Shear's back, her eyes fixed on the interface of the magic net.

"The king of man, please let me ask about their situation."

Tylin’s voice sounded very uneasy, mixed with surprises and worries.

"Tallin, I know that you are very anxious..."

At this time, the dark elf walked over to Tallinn's side and put her hand on her shoulder, trying to calm down Tallinn's emotions.

But when the dark elf saw a new message popping up on the newsletter, the dark elf's powerful self-control was also somewhat close to collapse.

‘I saw a purple-skinned elf in the corner, not quite like a frost elf. ’

"Purple skin? Impossible..."

The dark elf has widened her eyes, and her own ethnic group has long since disappeared a hundred years ago.

"The king of mankind!"

Shear did not wait for the urging of the two elves, directly edited a ‘has there other non-human existence? The news was sent out.

But Ravel didn't return as many times as before.

‘ answer me immediately! ’

Sheyle edited a newsletter and asked him.

‘Ravel is now... there may be no way to reply. ’

The news of Qiao Xiu popped up at this time.

'no way? ’

Sheiler briefly groaned for a while, and in the next second, Ravel sent a new message consisting of a series of irregular English characters.

This message is not a password or a password, just a message that the face is rolled on the keyboard.

..................

"Before it was a horror game. Now it has become an action game again... No, this serious time should not be spit."

Qiao Xiu looked at the picture in front of the spiritual space.

Ravel saw the figure of five or six elves in the depths of the dungeon. When he gradually penetrated into it, he even met a dark elf... but the hands of the dark elf were chained to imprisonment.

He didn't stop his own pace, tentatively moving forward to see if the dark elf was still alive... The dark elf suddenly opened his eyes and threw himself at Ravel at a very fast speed.

The next second, what Qiao Xiu saw was the intense swaying of the picture in front of him.

Ravel first fell on his cheeks, and the dark elf grabbed Ravel's hair and slammed his cheek against the ground.

Unexpectedly, the virtual keyboard is also oriented to Ravel. After Ravel came to a real face-rolling keyboard, he finally found the time of resistance and turned back to block the chain that the dark elf wanted to bind his throat.

"Judges... each of you should be skinned by thorns!"

The dark elf seemed to have her own consciousness, and the anger and distorted expression on her face made it clear that she was taking Ravel's life.

"I am not a judge." Ravel lowered his voice and explained to the other side that he did not want to alarm the real judge "I am here to save you!"

"I want to tear your face off."

Her eyes have been filled with madness, and she can't listen to a human dissuasion.

"We need a negotiating expert, or a dark elf negotiating specialization."

Qiao Xiu saw this scene and could not attend the chat on the newsletter, and applied for voice communication directly in the group chat.

This communication application does not require Ravel's consent...

Before Qiao Xiu, I also thought that the voice communication would let the judge hear it, but think carefully about who would care about the surrounding voice when the Holy Spirit was black.

According to the average time of the Holy Spirit in a game is twenty minutes, Rawell has at least ten minutes or so.

“Is the face still outside?”

Qiao Xiu pulled the window of the newsletter group chat to his face, and the white bird directly developed a strong sound stone to be the microphone of Qiao Xiu.

"I am still, what is the dungeon of human exploration in the country of frost?"

Thousands of faces seem to have learned about the situation in the dungeon.

"Don't worry about this! Can you speak the dialects of yours?"

Qiao Xiu looked at the picture again. Ravel's hands holding the chain had overflowed with blood, and he couldn't support it!

"Dialect? This is another strange language."

Thousands of faces did not understand the meaning of this new vocabulary.

"It's the dark elf language! In the native language, there is a unique language between your dark elves, just shout a few words in the voice communication." Qiao Xiu said directly.

Thousands of faces listened to this strange request for a brief silence for a while. She quickly understood the purpose of Qiao Xiu’s doing this by her ability to reason.

A strange and ancient language appeared in the voice communication. This language is like a curse. The dark elf who entered the madness and wanted to kill Ravel gradually stopped his movements.