Archdemon

The former Viaber Town, now the Viaber Fortress.

Today, the elves here welcomed new guests. Many of the elves who were once busy now gritted their teeth and looked in one direction.

There was a large group of human men with bare chests, shouting slogans, cutting down trees.

If they had not received the news long ago and had been comforted by someone, I am afraid that some elves would have rushed out to shoot arrows.

Some druids really couldn't stand watching the trees being cut down in front of them, so they rushed to the road where humans were cutting down trees.

They used natural spells to temporarily activate these trees and move them away from here. Although this would damage these trees, it was much better than staying in place and being cut down by humans.

In the human central army, in the magical scene of the accompanying wizard, the generals who saw this scene sneered.

"Observing small etiquette and losing big principles, once the war starts, how many trees can be left nearby..." Zhou Yuxin shook his head with disdain.

Although there are many elves here, and the strength of their professionals is not low, their combat effectiveness is based on their equipment.

The value and effect of the various equipment on these elves are at least twice that of human professionals of the same level.

If these equipment are deducted, many elves here are not opponents of humans of the same level, and these equipment are really wasted on them.

"Okay... Let the third group stop cutting wood and retreat to repair." After thinking about it, Zhou Yuxin issued an order.

Soon, the order reached the front line, and the soldiers who were cutting wood with bare chests quickly packed up their things and returned to the army.

...

On the other side, in Sylvia's tent, she was very nervous at this time.

You can say that she is afraid of home.

There are tens of thousands of elves building a fortress in front of her. At this time, she needs to go out, but at this moment she is afraid.

It can be said that the tragedy of the elves today is caused by her father. She doesn't know how to face her own people.

But soon, she calmed down and walked out of her tent.

Sylvia led the elves in the delegation out of the human army and slowly approached Viaber.

At this time, the busy elves slowly stopped their work and looked at Sylvia who was getting closer and closer.

Some of them had mocking expressions on their faces, and some were whispering. Sylvia's every move was under their watch.

In the thousands of years of the Elf King Adrien, a total of four sons and three daughters were born.

In the battle to support Hell hundreds of years ago, Adrien's first three sons and two daughters had died in the battle.

Now only Sylvia and a younger brother are left. Facing the sins committed by her father, she can only bear it alone at this moment.

Sylvia walked to the front of Viaber Fortress, and under the gaze of all the elves, she bent down heavily, tears pouring out of her eyes, and she was already sobbing:

"I will atone for the sins committed by my father..."

No one among the many elves stood up to forgive her, even if they knew that it was Adrian who did all this, even if they would not deliberately vent their anger on her, they would not forgive her so easily.

In the hall in the center of the fortress, a handsome elf saw this scene and couldn't help sighing. His voice came out of the hall and fell into Sylvia's ears.

"Sylvia, come in, I have something to ask you about the allies."

"Yes!" Sylvia raised her head with tears in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and said to the many tribesmen again: "I will fight side by side with you and drive the demons out as soon as possible!"

...

Sylvia entered the hall in the center of the fortress. It was also built temporarily. She could even smell the fresh smell of soil.

In the depths of the hall, a tall and handsome figure was waiting here. He was Burns, the legendary knight of the elves.

He was wearing exquisite armor with dense runes on it, and a huge magic core was inlaid on the light golden breastplate.

This magic core is the energy core of this set of armor. The runes on the armor seemed to breathe, and the faint light kept rising and falling.

Beside him, there were several other high-level elf professionals in the hall, including hunters, priests, mages, and warrior leaders.

"Uncle Burns..." Sylvia saluted the tall figure in front of her, and then saluted several other high-level elves.

Burns nodded slightly and did not refuse Sylvia's salute. He was a legend, and he could bear this salute.Several other high-level professionals avoided Sylvia's salute.

The royal family of the elves does not rely solely on their royal status. Their bloodline is more powerful, and they are more likely to cultivate to high-level or even legendary levels.

It was Adrian who made the mistake, not Sylvia, and everyone knows this.

And Sylvia also worked hard to send humans to seek key help, which is particularly important.

Adrian's betrayal caused the high-level forces of the elves to suffer particularly serious losses. At that time, in addition to Adrian, there was also a legendary elf guardian in the royal court.

This elf guardian obviously did not expect that the mastermind behind the scenes was the Elf King, so he was stabbed in the back by Adrian and escaped from the royal court with a severely injured body.

The legendary hunter who was searching for the demon altar in the sea of ​​trees and the legendary knight wanted to destroy the Abyss Gate while it was not yet stable after receiving the news.

Facing the attack of the two legends, the fallen Adrian was not panicked. He summoned the projection of the demon lord behind him.

The two elf legends were obviously not at an advantage in the face of the defense of the two legendary demon lords, and both of them were seriously injured.

If it weren't for the last severely injured elf guardian who came to help urgently, at least one of the two would have been left behind.

Now the legendary hunter and guardian are recovering in the rear, and only Burns, the legendary knight, is left here to defend. Among the three, his injuries are relatively light.

The other two need to recover for at least half a year to a year before they can fight. Otherwise, if they rush into battle, it is hard to say whether they can fight. Even if they finish the battle, they will almost be buried in the tree of life.

"Sylvia, you did a good job. You don't have to take it on your own shoulders for what your father did." Burns comforted softly.

"Well..." The tears on Sylvia's face have not been wiped away. She nodded gently, and no one knows what she is thinking.

"Are those human reinforcements outside?"

Burns looked at the magic scene created by the magician, in which he could see many human soldiers setting up camp to rest.