Chapter 540： Set off

"Alan Hill is calling!" Falai handed the message in his hand to the Elf Queen, stood in front of the beautiful emperor, bowed slightly and said: "As we feel, the eye of magic becomes active again. , A lot of demons are entering our world."

"Before we were too optimistic, but seeing the strength of Ailan Hill, we have the illusion that the devil is nothing but this." The elf queen gave a wry smile, took the message and looked at it carefully.

Then, with her beautiful fingers, she placed the message on the table beside her: "Is there any countermeasures on Ailan Hill?"

She was indeed a little too optimistic before, thinking that the sudden change of Ailan Hill had made the threat of the devil no longer exist.

However, now, the devil has once again proven his strength, and the scale of the offense has become even greater.

"Last month, I still had an illusion that we will defeat the devil. The world has not yet come to be destroyed... But now it seems that it is too early to draw any conclusions." The elf queen lowered her eyes, slender. Fingers rubbed back and forth on the message: "This kind of unknown... it is worth our effort."

"Your Majesty! What do you mean? We..." Falai was taken aback, then subconsciously squeezed his fist and asked.

He has always been unwilling, unwilling to give up hope by the elves, unwilling to wait for his own death like this.

The elves have a long life. Perhaps many mortals will die before the world is destroyed, but most of the elves can only die under the sword of the devil.

Therefore, Falai has always been reluctant to face the cruel reality, he is reluctant to admit the fact that the elves have no hope.

"I think I was too naive before." The Elf Queen showed a bitter smile, her beautiful face was not diminished even at all: "It's my fault...I shouldn't put all hope, victory Hope is pinned on Ailan Hill."

"Victory, we must rely on ourselves to fight for! We are noble elves, hiding behind human beings...it seems ridiculous to think about it." She walked to the window and looked at the blinding sky not far away. The huge canopy is the tree of life of the elves, a terrifying existence that has bred countless magical energy.

"Fala...Assemble the army! We can't put all the responsibility on the humans, even if the humans are not weak now, even if we now have no strength to fight anymore." The queen said, and withdrew herself from the window. Gaze.

She paced in front of Falai and said, "Elan Hill lacks high-end magic power. Although they have many **** puppets and many high-level magicians, they are not enough! You personally lead soldiers to the front! As much as you can help Ellen Hill."

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Falay's eyes were red, and he waited for the Elf Queen to regain her strength. He had waited for a long, long time-he had waited for this order for a long, long time.

"Woo..." The melodious horn sound was then blown on the tree of life. The elven clansmen who were already living and working in the new city of Elves, Selks, put down their work and looked up in the direction where the horn sounded. .

"Woo..." The sound of the horn still echoed on the branches, and a female elf who was trimming the flowers in her yard put down the tool in her hand.

She used a water system of magic to wash the mud from the palm of her hand. Then she walked into her house full of greenery while shaking her palms.

The arm armor with the ornate inscription was removed from the hanger by her and put it on her slender arm.

The female elf, who tightened her arm armor and fixed the rope, hung her delicate breastplate on her chest, and then removed the magic sword that had followed her for thousands of years from the wall.

Although it has gone through thousands of years, the traditional sword of the Elven race with vines carved on this sword grid is still as sharp as ever. The magical energy flowing in the sword has always protected the blade and never left.

The female elf hung the long sword on her waist and tidied the armor on her body. Then walked to the inner room, stood outside the door, quietly watching the sleeping child in the crib.

She just looked at it quietly without speaking or coming close, as if she was afraid of disturbing the sleeping life, she just stood in the distance, her eyes full of compassion and reluctance.

What can make a woman leave her child? Maybe there is only the hope of letting the child continue to live... In order to let the baby who doesn't know anything continue to live, this is the reason for a mother to step onto the battlefield.

Even if you end up dying far away, it is worth it to let your son live for even one second!

After a long while, the female elf finally turned around, her eyes filled with tears, but her hands firmly put a magic robe embroidered with gorgeous leaf patterns on the armor.

She stepped forward, letting her armor and boots hit the ground, making a slight click. She walked out of the yard step by step, closed the gate, and nodded slightly to an old elf woman standing on the corner.

"I will take care of the children. I will treat each one as my own." The old elf leaned on a cane, pressed his right hand to his chest, and promised, "I swear in the name of nature, unless you return triumphantly." , Otherwise the vow will never be broken."

The young female elf made a fist with her right hand and pressed it to her chest, her eyes filled with gratitude. Behind her, the door of the neighbor's room was pushed open from the inside, and a female elf, also wearing a magic robe, also walked out of the yard with difficulty.

Everyone has people coming out. The old man stood at the entrance of the street, promising to everyone who passed him. She is the one who stayed. She should shoulder the responsibilities of all the war dead and take care of their families. This is the tradition of the elves.

"Woo..." The sound of the horn was still reverberating, and these elves, who had come here after all the hardships from their original territories, were about to step onto the battlefield they had just fled again.

The banners full of vines were erected one after another, and the snow-white unicorns were pulled out of the stable.

The elven knight buttoned his faceplate, tightened the reins of the horse, and gathered behind Farai.

"For the queen!" Farley pulled the reins, his legs tucked under the hips of the horse's belly, and the white unicorn he was riding hissed and took a melodious step.

"For the queen!" All the elven cavalry shouted. Hundreds of elven cavalry followed Farlay, and drove out of Selks in such a mighty manner.

Following these cavalrymen are the walking elven archers, followed by the light infantry-each of them is a magician, a precious and powerful combat power.

The horns were still melodious, and the marching drums followed. Although not as strong as before, the elven army still drove out of their walls and embarked on the battlefield where they had fled.

For, it's just a glimmer of hope.

A glimmer of hope they just saw and couldn't bear to give up.

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"Anyway, I can't make people underestimate it." Galenok, the capital of Greken, in the center of the huge floating city, in the towering magic tower, the Grand Magister Lonsadlay looked at the subordinates in front of him. , Said with a faint smile on his face.

He walked down the steps step by step, until he reached the front of his men, and slowly said, "Remember Grecan's faith? Accept his own destiny and face everything calmly."

"We have never fought our own destiny, why?" When he reached the last step, he paused before continuing: "Because we are guarding the destiny of this world."

"Since the demons feel that they can conquer the human world, then as human beings, why can't we use our actions to tell the source of magic that this world cannot be conquered?" Lonsadre smiled and put the magic in his hand. The stick came across and handed it to an old man standing in front of him: "Next, I'll rely on you!"

When the other party took over the magic wand, Lonsadre’s expression became lighter: "General Safiral is fighting **** the front line, and Ailan Hill's detection system has confirmed the news of the demon invasion..."

"Dragons are known for being tough and elves are known for magic. In a world where the strong are like forests, we humans can survive in this world by virtue of our faith and spirit!" Lonsadlai glanced around and stood beside him. The magician slowly walked towards the door: "It's time to teach the little guys in Ailan Hill! Let them learn!"

"My lord..." A magician said, "This world has changed, why can't we change along with it? You don't have to do this! It's not yet the time when you have to make a choice..."

"In my opinion, the world is changing for the better. This is a good sign, isn't it?" Lonsadre stopped and looked at the magician who prevented him from going out: "So, it It's more worth saving..."

"No matter how the world changes, we, as magicians, as magicians who have enjoyed the world's support for thousands of years, shoulder the responsibility of saving the world. This will not change." Lonsadre said while pointing to himself. : "I have my responsibility, you have yours!"

After speaking, he went out.

"Why only humans need to face such catastrophes and disasters..." a young magician whispered.

"You are wrong, child." The old man who took the Lonsadre magic wand walked to his side and comforted: "Every race, everyone, has to go through these catastrophes and tribulations. After experiencing these Only when people can grow up can they be united together and bloom with dazzling brilliance."

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