Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

After the failed capture of the "Mist of Death" Inzahn Nibia, the elves once again launched a war against the fantasy species.

Without the intervention of the God of Calamity this time, they successfully captured the "Cloud Mist Vortex", a fantasy species with the same nature as Inzahn Nibia, but slightly weaker.

It can be said that with such a trump card, whether it is put into the battlefield in a rampant attitude, or using the "Central Core" to continue the "Void Flower Project" to develop "Void Zero Protection", the benefits obtained by the elves are simply immeasurable.

"I'm sorry, Lord Oslore."

Like a mirror in his heart, Xinke Nierbalen stood up with a graceful smile, and followed the words of the old elf.

She didn't bother to waste time in such a smelly meeting.

"It does seem to be a little tired, then I will retire first. If you have come to the conclusion of the next war plan, please notify me in the form of a document."

"Of course, Corolla. You can rest well."

As soon as they heard that Xinke Nierbalen was about to leave, almost all the elders of the elves put on gentle smiles and urged Xinke Nierbalen to pay attention to his body.

- disgusting.

He only cared about the immediate interests, and even forgot all the possible consequences of "the birth of a new god species".

Selling fear to other races without knowing it.

This is the elf seed in the eyes of Xinke Nierbalen.

"The Lord God, maybe he has already begun to participate in the war... Has the magic created by the race been completed? Or is it still in preparation?... If there is another "Flying Wing", even if it has received the "zeroth protection of the void", The situation of the elves is also very bad..."

Continuing to think about the source of her anxiety, the beautiful girl in cool clothes and a beautiful figure returned to her residence.

In a beautiful tree house on top of a canopy tree.

The cities of the elves are different from those of the goblins, and even all races.

They do not build cities with "flat", but are more inclined to "three-dimensional".A towering towering tree is divided according to identities. The noble live in the upper floor, and the lowly live in the lower floor. During the period, they are connected by a magic road composed of constant spells. It is such a complex and beautiful city.

When Xinke Nierbalen just opened the door with magic, she seemed to remember the unpleasant smell and sight in the tree house because of her overindulgence in research, and her hand stopped in mid-air.

Let's go back to the lab...

Xinke Nierbalen walked towards the shrine of the "God of Nature" Kainas.

She is in charge of the most high-end magic laboratory of the elves, just below the temple.

There is also the birthplace of the "Xuhua Project".

"Can't it be cheaper?"

"This guest, you can only buy this bit of ringtail grass..."

"It's really impossible, you are not as interested in gold as these flowers and plants."

"Haha, the guest is really joking, as long as the elves know that, except for those abominable goblins, no one in this world would be interested in this kind of rough ore. If it wasn't for your ears, I would almost doubt it. You are a spy for another race..."

Xinke Nierbalen was walking on the magic road in the air, and suddenly felt that one of the two voices sounded familiar.

But this is not an ordinary situation. There are only a few of the elves who are familiar to her, and it is impossible for them to be in the bargaining place of such a small shop.

The girl crouched down and looked at the location of the small shop under the tree canopy.

Well, one is a standard elves, with short blond hair, about five hundred to six hundred years old.

The other one is a little weird...

The pointed ears look like a forest elves, and the magic power fluctuations are exactly the same as ordinary forest elves, but the hair is pure black, the color of the night.

——Most of the elves have blond hair.

"Hey, over there, turn around."

Xinke Nierbalian gave an order.

The small trader looked up and saw that the beautiful girl's cheek made him sweat instantly, and he hurriedly bowed to express his respect to the nobles of the elves.

The young man with short black hair also turned his head.

This time, it was Xinke Nierbalen's turn to break out in a cold sweat.

She stepped on the woven straw sandals with a soft foot, and knelt directly on the ground woven by the technique.

Can't go wrong!That face!Absolutely never forget!

The blue pupils, the cheeks that are more handsome than the males of the forest, and the ominous aura——

Even if the ears are pointed, even if it gives her the feeling of "forest elves", Xinke Nierbalen will never admit it wrong!

"The gods of disasters, fears and dreams" - Rope!

why?

Why did the gods appear in the capital of the elves?

Defensive barrier removed?Annihilation plan?The elves are overwhelmed?You will also...die?

Xinke Nierbalen was messed up in the chaos of thinking.

At a glance, the black-haired young man knew that Xinke Nierbalen recognized him, shook his head, stretched out his hand to grab the vine, and dexterously jumped up the magical path on the upper floor.

Standing beside the girl, he bent down like a big brother next door, and handed the thing in his hand to Xinke Nierbalian.