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Chapter 1522 The Dragon Slayer is not here

Meanwhile, Caibo Saruman and a unit set out from the Aisinger Tower and rushed towards the Golden Forest.

According to his judgment, the elf queen Kellandriel did not know what happened on the edge of the Golden Forest, so there was someone else who attacked his goblin slaves.

No matter who it is, as long as it is not the one of Queen Gellandriel, there is no need to be taboo about anything.

He asked Greema to stay and arrange for the delivery of letters to Rivendell, and he took ten magic apprentices and eleven strengthened orc berserkers to attack.

In fact, with his own strength, he can solve the problem alone. However, he thinks this is a good opportunity to train troops, and he can take the opportunity to see how his orc berserker's actual combat capabilities are.

The orc berserker led by him is naturally the powerful No. 21.

They soon reached the edge of the Golden Forest and soon found a bunch of headless bodies.

The bodies were hit and piled up together, with a total of 44, like a hill.

Saruman was suddenly a little angry, "...This is to declare war like me! Humph, I want to see who dares to stop me! You guys, go cut down trees, and other berserkers, be on guard!"

"yes!"

The ten magic apprentices immediately took out their saws and axes and prepared to cut them down.

At this time, a silver figure floated from an ancient elf tree and slowly landed in front of Saruman and others.

Saruman was shocked and immediately calmed down when he saw that the other party was alone.

"Princess Yawen?"

"Mr. Saruman, long time no see, I didn't expect to meet you here." Yawen smiled calmly.

She was holding the Silver Moon bow and arrow in her hand, aiming at Saruman.

Saruman smiled, "Yes, I didn't expect... Princess Yawen, why did you run here in the middle of the night if you are not in Rivendell?"

Yawen smiled coldly, "I'm here to play with my grandmother. Besides, the Golden Forest is my home. But you, Lord Saruman, it's so late, you don't sleep in the Aisinger Tower, why did you run into my Golden Forest? And you are also bringing a group of orcs?"

Saruman smiled and said, "Princess Yawen, you misunderstood. These orcs... are just test items, used to test how we should crack the orcs of the Demon Lord Sauron."

"It sounds very high-end - if you want to defeat the enemy, you have to become an enemy first, right?" Yawen smiled.

Saruman said with a smile on his face: "That's right, that's the reason. Princess Yawen, you can put down the bow and arrow. I am the Speaker of the Saint White Council. Of course, what I do is correct. You point the bow and arrow at me, so it's a bit wrong. If it is spread, it will be very unfavorable to you."

"That's right!" Princess Yawen smiled, then put away the bow and arrow.

Saruman's face suddenly became arrogant, "Princess Yawen, are you here alone?"

Princess Yawen smiled and said, "I don't like to bring followers."

Saruman asked again: "So, you haven't seen Queen Kellandriel yet?"

Yawen shrugged, "It's not too late."

Saruman was completely relieved and gave a wink at the berserkers, who then quietly surrounded Princess Yawen from both wings.

"Since that's the case..." Saruman sneered: "Why would you like to invite Princess Yawen to visit me, Aisinger, first. I have a great plan and want to discuss it with Princess Yawen."

Princess Yawen smiled and said, "It's not good to do this. It's really inappropriate for you, an old man, to invite a girl like me to your tower."

Saruman smiled coldly, "I'm afraid, I can't help you! Catch her! Don't hurt her!"

Princess Yawen is the beloved daughter of King Elon, and, more importantly, she is Queen Galandrier's heart!

Queen Kelandriel originally planned to pass the throne to her daughter Calebren, but because Calebren went to Amenzhou for recuperation, the only one who could inherit her legacy was her granddaughter Princess Yawen.

Saruman was worried that there was nothing to threaten Queen Kellandriel. Now Princess Yawen has sent it to her mouth. This is so lucky!

Saruman felt that he was a fucking son of fate! The entire Middle-earth world was spinning around him!

As long as you can catch Princess Yawen, the elves will have to surrender to his feet!

At that time, he can completely break up with Queen Kellandriel and directly ask her for the elves of the Golden Forest!

In that case, his speed of cultivating the new Orc Berserker can greatly improve!

It took less than a month to go, and the entire Middle Earth world was his!

All the elves and the demon king Sauron must kneel at his feet and hold his toes in his mouth!

The eleven berserkers rushed forward, but Princess Yawen just smiled coldly, "Old fox, you finally reveal your true face!"

The No. 21 Berserker rushed to Princess Yawen the fastest, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to Princess Yawen with a big palm fan and slapped his palm hard!

call!

A strong wind passed by Princess Yawen, and Princess Yawen's figure disappeared.

Empty! Phantom!

"What?" Saruman was shocked!

This is the mirror clone magic!

He is a white robe, a great wizard without color robe!

In the entire Middle-earth world, his magical abilities are definitely one of the best!

And now, a little princess of Asia can actually use the magic of mirror clones?!

Well! That's right!

That damn Mud Star Necklace!

That is the necklace that Queen Kelantriel once used, and it is one of the best artifacts in the entire elves!

Saruman cursed damn, and quickly searched for possible target trajectories around him with his mind.

He was a great magician after all, so soon he caught a high-speed movement track, "On there! Be sure to catch her! You must not let her go to Roslorien!"

The Orcs rushed immediately in the direction Saruman knew.

Saruman turned around and shouted at the stunned magic apprentices: "Why are you standing stupidly? Cut down trees! Hurry up and cut down trees!"

"yes!"

The magic apprentices immediately picked up saws and axes.

"Who dares to touch the ancient elf tree of His Majesty of My Grandmother, I swear that he will surely let thousands of arrows pierce his heart and die without a place to bury!" Princess Yawen's voice came from the ancient tree next to him.

Immediately afterwards, a silver arrow shot directly at Saruman.

Saruman was shocked and quickly waved his colorful robe and blocked the silver arrow.

"Princess Yawen? You... your magic clone can actually deceive my consciousness?" Saruman said in disbelief.

Princess Yawen said coldly: "I don't have such great skills. It's clear that you are stupid. The figure you searched for is not me, but my friend - Ms. Snow Emperor!"

"Snow Emperor..." Saruman took a breath of air conditioning, his scalp slightly numb.

Of course he knew the name of the Snow Emperor Mercenary Team.

This is really a headache-inducing mercenary team, but fortunately, the most headache-inducing dragon slayer should not be here.
Chapter completed!
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