The elves are planning a secret event.

The news Arthur dug out from the elf mage just confirmed this. The mysterious magic weapon he used was secretly sent by the elves elders. Although he didn't know the exact number, there were quite a few mages like him who were sent to the border to collect life energy.

What the elves need is the red bead in the center of the array disk. After the elves who perform the mission collects full life energy and hand it over, they will receive a new bead and a large amount of rewards. As for the elves' use for collecting these, it will be an important goal of Arthur and his friends' infiltrating into the mission this time.

Joan and Ellanie have returned, and Arthur briefly explained the information they had interrogated to the two of them.

Qiong frowned and said, "I still have another problem. If the elves are deliberately collecting these things, how many can they collect by killing these slave-catching people who ventured in. After all, there are very few adventurers who dare not come here to capture elves slaves."

Jean's questions stunned Arthur.

"I thought of a small thing." Lingyu took the initiative to speak, "That day we were having dinner at Xiangfeng Restaurant. Someone on the table next to him talked about the secret treasure of the dark elf. You and Qiong concluded that this was a rumor, so how did this rumor come out?"

Arthur and Joan were both extremely smart people. Ling Yu reminded them to react. On that day, there were rumors in the restaurant that dark elves hid in the border rainforest to escape the pursuit of the elves. These dark elves carried the most precious wealth and treasures accumulated by dark elves for thousands of years, including fragments of a magical artifact.

Arthur and Joan participated in the battle against the dark elves and knew that there would never be any dark elves escaped. As for the artifact fragments, they have now become part of the "Miracle of Life" inherited by the elves. It is speculated that this rumor is probably released by the elves themselves, setting up a very tempting bait, with the purpose of attracting more human adventurers to enter the border rainforest, and there will be more sources of life energy in this year.

If it was as Arthur had supposed, then this was terrible, and what they saw was probably just a corner of this huge conspiracy.

Arthur looked at his companions, "It seems that our itinerary needs to be adjusted. We will not enter the Elf border for the time being, and will play with them in the rainforest for a few days."

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Arthur had long been away from the wasteland, but the war on the wasteland continued.

Orcs King Tugandra, the orcs' honor and dream city on the wasteland, was baptized by the military front twice in just one month.

At the top of Tugandra, Leon, with blood-red eyes, watched waves of wolf cavalry rushing under the city, and then rushed to climb up the city wall.

Most of these wolf cavalry could not climb up the city and died from rocks, hot oil, arrows, and a small number of those who could rush to the city would be stabbed by the sacred lion warriors in a neatly lined up with big swords and spears. Some brave ones could also cause some damage to the warriors guarding the city.

But the werewolf warriors under Divora were not afraid of death at all. They fought back and rushed forward. This was the third day of the blood-flame wolf's continuous attack on the city. The corpses piled up high under the city walls were like small hills. Even though the price paid by the sacred lion guarding the city was far less than that of the other party, Leon was already unable to hold on.

After repeated consideration, Leon finally decided to fight against the Blood Flame Canglang. It had nothing to do with strength, but the dignity of the orcs. If he gave up the Orcs' Court easily, he would be ridiculed by the tribes on the wasteland and feared the Blood Flame Canglang and would not dare to fight with the wolf master.

Now he not only fought, but also blocked the Blood Flame Canglang outside the city for three days!

The honor of orcs has always been made of flesh and blood. Leon has paid 40,000 to 50,000 casualties for this dignity. In addition to the newly recruited soldiers and noble guards he had taken after entering the royal court, there are also many elite soldiers he brought up in over the years. The casualties and injuries continue to expand...

Under the city of Tugandra, Divola, who was above the two-headed wolf, looked at the battle on the city wall with cold eyes. The corpses falling from the city were just numbers for the wolf master. The wolf clan with strong reproductive ability has never lacked warriors.

The Orcs Court was right in front of me. The Beast King's throne was so close to me that even if I pushed all my soldiers up there, Divola would do anything to do.

Divola suddenly sneered in a low voice, "The little lion opposite is still too tender. He really thinks that if there are tens of thousands of elite soldiers, he is qualified to compete with me? Now it is time to let him see my elite blood-flame wolf!"

The wolf owner patted the black wolf head under his seat. With the long wolf roar, the werewolf's attack suddenly intensified. Many of the wolf cavalrymen attacked the city's hair and their skin suddenly turned blood red.

These red werewolfs were not afraid of the huge rocks and arrows falling on their heads. Even if they hit their heads, they could still climb up the city wall with arrows, roaring towards the holy lion warriors' gun forest, launching a desperate attack, and even pulling one or two opponents before dying. These red werewolfs on the body were the Blood Wolf Rider, which doubled the potential and attack power of life at the cost of excessive burning of blood.

As these blood wolf cavalry appeared on the battlefield, more and more werewolf warriors climbed up the city wall, forcing the sacred lion warriors guarding the city to retreat. Leon had already transferred two consecutive reserve forces to the top of the city, but still did not regain the initiative to the top of the city. The soldiers on both sides were fighting for every inch of the city with flesh and blood.

"We can already retreat with our heads raised to this extent. The wolf cavalry is the cheapest warrior. It is not worth consuming your most elite warriors and werewolfs on the top of the city." Merentoon whispered beside Leon.

"Grandpa, I know, I'm just a little unwilling to give the royal court to the werewolf easily."

Merentoon patted Leon on the shoulder, "The Orc Court is not a golden lion, nor a blood-flame wolf, but a powerful beast king on the wasteland. The throne in the Beast King's Hall should not be sat on now. Let's bring the troops back when you are strong enough."

Leon nodded and was about to order to abandon the city wall. At this moment, a melodious wolf roar sounded under the city, and a group of werewolf priests in black robe appeared.

Balls of black flames fell densely towards the city of Tugandra. The flames fell on their bodies and could no longer be extinguished. They soon became blocks. The entire city was trapped in a black sea of ​​fire. The attacks of the enemy and me made the blood-flame wolf and the Holy Lion warriors all struggled in the sea of ​​fire and screamed.

"Master of Demon Flame! You are cruel enough, Divola, sooner or later you will pay for it!" Leon clenched his fists and roared in a low voice.
Chapter completed!