"Dignified envoy, please rest at my residence with peace of mind."

Byron invited Moya and Sistale to his private residence in the north of the city with a flattering look.

"Oh, it's a very good house. It took a lot of financial resources to repair this mansion by Lord Xiangbi."

Looking at the gorgeous mansion in front of him, Moya couldn't help but sneer.

Building such a luxurious residence in such a barren land seems to be just a nobleman who oppresses the people.

And... after carefully observing the surroundings of this gorgeous residence, Moya was even more convinced of her speculation.

"Moya..."

Of course, Sistale also discovered the soldiers hiding in the dark. He only said two words and was stopped by Moya.

"I know what you want to say, don't worry, I have a sense of responsibility. Since that person likes to play games, I will play with him last time. I am so anxious to act, I must know the agreement between me and the Church of Light. However, it seems that the lesson he learned in Plales last time was not enough. I wanted to get rid of me without careful deployment. I was innocent." Touching the rose ring on his right hand, Moya began to think.

The influence of the night elves in the Northern Continent is far less than that of the Eastern Continent. It is also good to take action against this small border city. But how can we make her first appearance in the Northern Continent more shocking.

Flame Demon?

Although this guy's appearance meets the standards, it's not enough. What I need is the kind of thing that makes people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.

Evil shadow?

No, it is too bloody and not too obedient, and is not suitable to be the protagonist of this scene.

Shadas doesn't have to think about it. The arrogant Red Dragon will never agree.

Then, the only person I am.

War sacrificial... This position is perfect. You must let the people of Ice Crystal know the horror of the night elves and what abilities I, the high priest, have. Combined with the dracos brought this time, it is believed that humans will leave unforgettable memories.

"City Lord... Should we..." As Byron's captain looked at the woman behind him with concern and smiled insidiously, the ring on her hand emitted a red light from time to time, and a sense of crisis that continued to spread in her heart from the moment she met began to rise sharply.

"Shut up... Wolf, I know what to do." Take out the handkerchief and wipe the sweat from her face from time to time. Of course, Byron understands his Captain's anxiety.

He himself was under uncommon pressure, and the eyes that were always staring at him made the fear in his heart never stop.

If possible, he hoped that neither side would offend him. But the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired. He had no choice but to hope that this deployment would successfully kill the envoy from afar.

If it fails, the consequences...

After wiping the cold sweat from the shed again, Byron kept praying in his heart, he must succeed.

"This is a room specially prepared for you."

After entering the city lord's mansion, the young maid brought Moya to a spacious and ornate room.

"You retreat, I'm going to rest." Waving his hand to signal the maid to leave, Moya walked to the spacious floor-to-ceiling window and gently lifted the heavy curtains.

The soldiers who had previously hid in the shadows of the streets began to tighten their encirclement.

Hum... I can't wait to act so quickly.

Let me see if you have the ability to keep me in this place.

As Dark Moon cast his eyes on the sky, which emitted a soft purple light, Moya's face reappeared with a sinister smile that made everyone's scalp numb when they saw it.

"Squeak..." The door opened, and a figure flashed in quietly.

"The guards are thrown away?" Without looking back, Moya can tell who the person is just based on his breath.

"kindness."

"Let's go, before these humans are ready to launch an attack, let's go and see the temple that sinks underground. Even if Garcia has already recognized your identity, in order to keep those old guys in their mouths, we will continue to complete the trial of the royal power. Only by wearing the crown of thorns can you be the real night elf king." Accustomed to Sistale's tacitness, Moya stretched out his hand to signal him to hold it.

A white light surrounded the two of them, and soon they disappeared from the room.

"Si..."

A slight sound woke the bartender who was sleeping in the tavern "Griffik".

A thief?

Holding the wooden stick and entering the lobby downstairs, the bartender who had no time to see the intruder clearly felt a pain on his neck, then his eyes turned black, and then he knew nothing.

"Are you going to the temple next?"

No longer caring about the human beings who were knocked unconscious on the ground, Sistale waited for Moya to make a decision.

"Of course, the Church of Light has worked hard to build a temple in this wilderness in order to suppress this ancient night elves temple." Opening the tavern gate, there was no pedestrian on the street, and it was terrifyingly quiet.

Moya looked at the small temple alone on the west street.

There was not even a single guard on the road, so they must have been transferred to the city lord's mansion. When I left just now, I saw many soldiers guarding near the temple, but now there is no one.

If it weren't for the extraordinary moment tonight, I believe the city lord would never have relaxed his surveillance of the Church of Light.

"Let's go." Flashing out of the tavern, Moya and Sistale moved quickly and soon arrived at the Temple of Light.

"Wait, there is a barrier on the door."

Far from afar, Sistaer discovered a barrier on the door of the Church of Light to prevent evil from invading. As soon as you touch it, the church members inside will be awakened.

Walking to the door, Sistaer raised his left hand, and the soft light from loving shone on the door, and the barrier that prevented any evil from invading disappeared immediately.

"Be careful when you go in. Although there are only priests here, you are still careless. After all, we are all ally with the church now, so it is still unreasonable to enter without saying hello."

"I find that you have become more and more verbose recently, Sistale." It's not a complaint, Moya was just sighing at the change of the Blood Alliance.

The elf who used to always have a cold face has now become so angry that the desperate soul will actually exude vitality.

What changed him? The desire for power? No, although that was his pursuit, it was far away

There is no such effect.

Is it because the mind is liberated?

Don’t worry about your identity being excluded, and no longer care about the betrayal of your mother and childhood friends?

Have you ever had a new pursuit?

"So, why did you, who always like to talk, become more and more silent?" With the kindness in your hand, you lifted all the talismans with the breath of light on the clear road, Sistaer led Moya to a pillar located in the corner of the hall soon.

"You seem to be familiar with this temple?" Seeing Sistaer open a secret door hidden in the pillar and not willing to answer Sistaer's questions, Moya could only change the topic.

How could he be so familiar with this temple?

"In the past, I was appointed by the Emperor of the Pharaoh to come here to inspect. I came to this temple no less than ten times. Of course, I knew how to enter the ruins below the temple, but I could not untie the seal of the Great Sacrifice of Life before."

After hearing Sistale's explanation, Moya couldn't help feeling depressed.

When did this kid start to hide anything from me?

This is the first time he hasn't told me what he knows since he transformed into a night elf.

"Don't you hide anything from me, too?" Sistaer looked at the gloom on Moya's face, and of course he understood what she was thinking.

"I said, the time is not right now. Do you think I will do anything to hurt you? Sistale..." Moya really didn't know how to explain to Sistale, so he could only refuse to tell the secret she had hidden again.

After a brief silence, Sistaer took the lead in entering the dark secret door.

"Besides trust, I can only wait. I hope you remember what you said, Moya."

Sorry, Sith... wait a little longer, it's not possible now. When Aster and other unstable factors are eliminated, I will personally return the crown that should belong to you.

Those glory that should belong to you will be returned to you one by one, wait...

Looking silently at the arrogant back in front of her, Moya could not express her inner apology.

The narrow stairs meandered downwards, and the air smelled strongly.

In addition to the buzzing mosquitoes, some kind of vibration came faintly from the distance.

It's not wrong...it's indeed Garcia's temple.

The breath spreading in the air indeed belongs to Garcia, the goddess of dark night.

It is not difficult to lift the seal of the Great Sacrifice of Light. The key is how to enable Sistaer to open the divine metaphor inside the temple in the shortest time.

As long as you gain the recognition of the Lord God, the only thing left is to turn on the divine metaphors in the remaining temples, so as to make the crown of thorns complete.

As long as you collect the seven divine metaphors, Sistaer is the elf king. Even I, the high priest, cannot shake his position among the night elves.

Through night vision, Moya saw the thorns on Sistaer's forehead in the darkness, and there were two black thorn seals.

The one who originally thought it was the second seal in the Eastern Continent was actually a trap set by the goddess of fate. There was only half of the seal inside. It was necessary to obtain the other half to be considered complete. It was too late when Moya realized it.

All the temples received news that Karez's seal had been opened. Although the Church of Light did not know that it was the seal that it was untied, it was noticed that the temples had stepped up their defenses, and Moya felt that she had made an unintentional mistake.

Although she would be discovered sooner or later, Moya still felt it was too early. When the temple was prepared, it would be impossible for her to lurk in easily.

Karez is the ancient god who will never be resurrected by the Light camp. No matter how powerful the God of Death is, Tillian will never allow the head of the god who was once buried in the void space. Even if he does not hesitate to come, he will destroy the person who is trying to open the seal.

At that time, even if Haas wants to protect himself, he will not find any reason. After all, he was involved in the rebellion at the beginning, and from a standpoint, it is untenable.

"Someone is coming down?" Sistaer whispered, pulling Moya to the remote corner.

A slight pace came through the passage behind him, and someone was entering the underground along the secret door they opened.

Has it been discovered?

Sistale and Moya looked at each other, holding their breath, waiting for the person who followed them to appear.
Chapter completed!