Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 930
The method of disguising Talakuta was considered a success, the main reason was the surging elemental aura that Yelin leaked intentionally or unintentionally, which was at the level of a great magister.

Moreover, there is Alice, the former leader of Taracuda, in the manor, some organizational structure and common sense, and he is relatively familiar with it so that he will not be blindfolded.

After I went back, I gave an overview of the matter, and the curator, who pretended to be a mentor, spread his hands, meaning you can make up your mind, what should we do next.

Ye Lin nodded his chin, and pondered: "How about we go to Central Park first? Katie and I met once, maybe..."

"It's foggy inside! Run!"

The sudden sound of running for their lives in panic quickly attracted the attention of the team, and the demons who were still wandering around the periphery of the battlefield were frantically fleeing to places far away as if they saw some terrible monsters.

And in the once bloody battlefield, there is a black-gray thick fog, which is spreading rapidly and without dead ends.

Wherever the dense fog passes, all life that touches it will freeze in place like a puppet, and the pause button is suddenly pressed on the moving picture, which is extremely strange.

Out of safety and caution, Yelin manipulated Bagur and wanted to lean back, but from the corner of his sight, he suddenly caught sight of a little girl running desperately on her delicate calves, but was about to be overtaken by the thick fog .

Snapped!
Yelin snapped his fingers lightly, and the little girl who was still on the edge of the dense fog suddenly appeared behind Bagur, and the group quickly retreated a thousand meters to avoid the strange fog.

"Thank you, I was saved, I was scared to death... Huh~"

The "little girl" who was rescued suddenly trembled, tightly holding the staff in her hand, sitting on Bagur with vigilant eyes, looking left and right, she was surrounded and could not escape.

Yuena looked surprised, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to pinch it: "Wow, cat ears, it doesn't seem to be a decoration like flying swallows, but real ears! Furry~"

"Do not touch me!"

The little girl moved her staff to gather the flame element, but she found out sadly that the element, which was considered obedient in the past, suddenly didn't have a little bit of induction today.

"The thick and warm palms and soles are as cute as peeled mangosteen. Are they really cat's claws?"

"It's so cute~ I want to touch it!"

"Beastmen? Or different faces? Cats? Foxes?"

"Let me touch it~"

Surrounded by a group of women who had never seen the world, Skulti, who was rubbing back and forth like a cat, finally couldn't help the grievance in his heart, sniffed his nose, and his eyes were full of crystal clear tears.

A different face is a different face, so it is not a cat. Those who look like cats belong to the Giza tribe, a branch of the orc tribe, and those who look like foxes belong to the Lucca tribe.

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, the little girl is about to cry." The curator's performance fit the teacher's posture, and her eyes were slightly reproachful, as if she was displeased with the impolite behavior of the students.

He touched Skulti's head, gave him a few comforting pats, then opened his arms and held him gently in his arms, soothing him gently.

They looked about the same size as Biyana and the others, probably around ten years old.

"The curator is so cunning~" Mo Mei muttered.

The curator's mature and gentle temperament can easily give people a sense of affinity and make people let go of their guard. It was not long after we met, and he hugged the cute little girl of the different face.

Although Skurti felt that these big sisters were very excessive, but in any case, it was their Bagur who took him for a while and saved his life.

"Hello, I'm Skurti, are you... from Central Park?"

"Why do you say that?" The curator continued to scratch his head and asked curiously.

"Because only the people there don't discriminate against us aliens."

Skurti's mood suddenly changed from a disaster to depression.

Because the aliens helped Bakar, the race was discriminated against by the demons, and they were rejected and neglected.

Only those who lived in Central Park and were headed by Elf Envoy Katie would not look at them so prejudiced.

Originally, a long time ago, the aliens wanted to move to Central Park to seek shelter, but they were unable to cross the dangerous windy zone, so they could only follow the creator Luke and pray for some shelter.

The curator hugged Xiao Yimian with some distress. She had heard about this kind of thing from Yelin a long time ago. Because her predecessors were on the wrong team in the Dragon War, the power of the Alien Race is shrinking, and they can only curl up in a very small area. A small piece of land barely survives.

After a while, Skurti twisted her body and broke free from the curator's arms. She wanted to go back to the clan, but she couldn't take this group of strangers with her.

Although they seem to be good people, they must not be taken back.

She originally wanted to go to the forbidden area to see if she could find some precious things that could be exchanged for money and food, but she sneaked out without telling the second sister Belladier.

"That~"

"Meow!"

Just before Yelin finished speaking, Skurti's hair exploded in fright, and he shrank back vigilantly, his voice distorted and deformed.

Male devils are not good people!
"Uh, do you know Rousselot? We are friends with her, and I am Yelin."

He felt that since Rousselot returned to the Aliens with his help, and also took away the meat stored by Sophie, then she should mention himself, and Skulti might have an impression.

"Rosselot astrologer? Do you know each other?" Skurti blinked, still vigilant and suspicious.

And what surprised Ye Lin was that the little girl's eyes were not filled with joy, but a feeling of dislike.

It seems that Skurti did meet Rousselot, but something unpleasant happened.

"Can you take us to see her?"

"cannot!"

The cautious Skurti still shook his head vigorously, so that he could not hear that he knew each other, so he casually took him to the gathering place of the aliens.

"However, I can tell her your news, you don't move, just stay here!"

Skurti quickly jumped off Bagur, and with a few nimble jumps, he disappeared behind a pile of ruins and rubbish. Then he poked his head out secretly to make sure if they were following them.

As Skurti disappeared, Yelin frowned, and said a little uncertainly: "After Rousselot went back, it seemed that he and Nuoerni didn't get along very well."

"Norni?" Mo Mei blinked.

"Well, that little girl just now is the third child, and she also has two older sisters, who can be combined to become a powerful person..."

Time passed quietly for half an hour, and the frightening thick fog in the battlefield swallowed nearly a hundred lives, and after there were some brand new corpses, it began to slowly retreat into the depths again.

There must be something in the battlefield left after the Great War.

Just when Yelin thought that the team would be let go by Skurti, a figure like a line of fire rushed over and landed at the end of Bagur.

Rousselot was dressed in a bunny girl uniform, her body was bulging forward and her legs were wrapped in black silk, she looked like a sexy and tall casino stunner, her high heels should be freshly polished and shiny.

"Eh?"

After Skurti told her the news, because only one name was mentioned, she thought that the only one who had returned to the Demon Realm was the Blade of Trial.

"Hello, we meet again, welcome."

Rousselot still heaved a sigh of relief, with a relieved expression on her face. Her astrology prophecy told her that the transformation time of the alien race was just in the recent period, and the key people were inextricably involved. Holding the blade of trials from another world.

Since there was no news from Ye Lin, she thought that there was a mistake in astrology.

"Rousello, when I mentioned you, Skulti didn't seem to like it very much, what's the matter?" Ye Lin asked directly, without deliberately hiding it.

As one of the rare powerhouses of the alien race, Rousselot should be admired.

"Well, it's like this~" Rousselot was taken aback for a moment, but still smiled bitterly.

It turned out that when the aliens gathered near the Time Square, longing for the shelter of the creator Luke, because Schneider, who was in charge of the purification of the external affairs, did not care, the situation of the aliens was still very serious.

It just so happened that a powerful black tiger Gragul suddenly appeared in the orc clan. He defeated the previous leader, Fox Benjamin, and became the current leader of the orcs, and expressed his willingness to protect the alien clan.

Being able to be attached to the strong man is tantamount to a long drought and rain for the aliens who are in a difficult situation, and they are ecstatic.

Thanks to Gragul's power, the lives of the aliens are indeed a little easier.

But then Rousselot suddenly appeared, and bluntly said that Gragul's asylum was actually a scam, a fake mercy, a scam using the power of "Norni", which immediately caused the aliens to explode.

On one side is Rousselot, who has been missing for a long time, but has reappeared, and on the other side is Gragul, who has given shelter to aliens. So, who should we trust?

Therefore, the attitude of the alien race towards Rousselot is a bit subtle and suspicious. After all, when the alien race is in trouble, Rousselot is not there.

(End of this chapter)