"Night Elf... Haas and Garcia's new ground spokesperson..." Seeing the blooming White Rose, Opheric's eyes flashed through.

"Did Tillian, as the agent of the Light Clan, take the lead in breaking the agreement, and even the dragon clan, who has always paid attention to the maintenance of interest, follow her footsteps?" Even in the face of the dragon clan king, Moya, this strongest creature in the material world, did not have any fear.

Her confidence does not come from the Lord of Darkness, but from her own beliefs. The persistence in achieving her ultimate goal gives her the power to overcome all fears.

"The Dragon Summoning is a gift I give to my friend. Three wishes are my promise as a little bit of my heart. This has been recognized by Tillian and the many gods, and is not considered a breach of contract."

"Is that true? Then I will use this as a benchmark to summon other gods to help, which is not considered a breach of contract?" Moya retorted this way to the Dragon Emperor's answer.

"Summon the gods? Haas or Garcia? The young Truks, we all originated from the same clan, and can be regarded as distant relatives with blood. As wise as you, can't you see through the disputes in the world are caused by illusory things such as human beings and rights? Why bother to put yourself in this dead end? Why not imitate the great sage Wickz and escape from the hardships of the earthly realm." Long Huangyu, who was as patient as old as his age, advised earnestly. In it, it seemed that the power of the night elves' high priest far exceeded her authority.

"Indeed, I heard a long time ago that Enendotia is one of the very few Truk settlements in the earthly realm and the last pure land. But seclusion is not my original intention. This world is still collapsing, and the tyranny from nature and elemental elves is still continuing. How can the dragon clan, who is a high-level life form, stay out of it? Aren't you worried that this world will be destroyed by that violent deity? The betrayer Orpheic?! You who betrayed your own creator in exchange for the status of the gods, can you convince me!!"

Moya's fire aroused the dissatisfaction of the dragon clan. They whirled in unison, and the pressure of the dragon clan spread to the entire land of the dead. Human soldiers, horses, demon warriors, and beasts were greatly affected, and the entire team began to riot.

The golden dragon raised its three heads and let out a roar of the world. It roared, and the fire of anger erupted from the three huge mouths, rushing straight to Moya, who was just a stone's throw away.

Without activate the unique defensive power of the artifact, Moya knew that someone would block the anger from the dragon king for her.

"Safety." A gentle and indifferent voice sounded, and Sistale opened the three pairs of huge wings behind the hidden side. The goddess who symbolized light in her left hand emitted a barrier that was invisible to the naked eye to completely cover herself, Moya and the mount demon dragon.

"This power..." Feeling the extremely familiar power, Orpheric widened his eyes.

No, no. Despite the subtle similarity of appearance,... it is not him.

This elf is too young and the elemental power is still in its infancy.

Although Tillian mentioned that the Gate of the Underworld has been opened again and the elemental elves' violentness is even better than before, this elf is definitely not him...

"Are the big elves... It's really rare. Since the chaos battle, I thought they were all extinct." He saw through Sistaer's identity at a glance, and compared with other dragon clans behind him, the Dragon Emperor did not have much surprise.

It had known that this day would come, but it was three hundred years later than it expected.

"What is that? How can the elves have wings?" Galba was surprised to find that the male elf who had been standing behind the night elf priestess suddenly had six wings.

Elfs have no wings, and even the flying elemental elves still have no wings. He knows very well this, but why does the rumored mixed-blood elf have wings?

And...before betrayal of the church, he was a paladin in the Temple of War. He was not afraid of the Lord God he once believed in?

"Although our demons are known as the only race in the third level that maintains the appearance of our ancestors, many of their abilities have been degenerated. The winged elves mean that they are not ordinary elves. The night elves violated the rules that the gods do not allow elves to be mixed blood, and finally created a terrible descendant of the return species - the big elves." Sacrifice Shalin knew that the current elves had no wings, and the only class with wings had become extinct as early as the ancient times and became a legend that only existed in the mythical era.

The Demon Senate had long analyzed the night elves' violation of the Gods' Agreement and secretly mixed blood with the white elves. They believed that they were just whimsical and wanted to create the great elves of the ancient times as the ruling class through mixed blood.

Although Lord Sena had also worried, the analysis results showed that this possibility was slim and almost impossible. Even if a hybrid existence with evolved into a big elf really appeared, it would be strangled long before it became an adult.

The night elves themselves are extremely bloodthirsty species, cruel and cunning. A mixed race without status cannot live to adulthood. The wandering mixed race will be erased by the white elves when they are born.

Unexpectedly, there was a hybrid of a big elves that evolved into a big elves, and surprisingly, it was not discovered by the white elves. They stayed in the church until they became adults, and then met the Lord God, the Truks, with a powerful backing. The acquaintance between these two people was simply... the arrangement of fate, a prophetic encounter.

"This is a problem... Understand why the Dark Night Priestess is more confident than Ruthel, Sharin began to think about longer-term issues.

"The Dragon Summoning is indeed very strong. It can allow the Dragon Emperor to ignore the camp and help Russell, who has that ring, easily defeat the coalition forces of the Church of Light and other human kingdoms, but... there is an unforeseen variable now. General Galba, it seems that we really have to consider retreating."

"Why?" The vanguard general had not yet figured out why the priests said this.

Don’t they have the Dragon Clan as their backers? With this powerful army, what kind of enemy can’t be defeated?

"Why should we retreat? As long as I still hold this ring in my hand, the balance of victory will always be inclined towards us." Russell was extremely dissatisfied. Why did the demons always splash his cold water, and why did they always look worried?

"It seems you still don't understand what the Dragon Summoning is. It is just a gift given to your friends by the Dragon Emperor. In the late stage of the Great Dark War, the Demon Search War initiated by humans, elves and dwarves destroyed the short-lived peace that the four continents finally obtained from the last war. They hated and disgusted all this. The Earth Dragon Emperor summoned the seven people with ambitions as mentioned by humans and assembled a large number of troops. The world that took decades to finally ended the war in the earthly realm for hundreds of years. The "Summoning of Dragons" and "Blessing of Dragons" were also given to the Seven Heroes and the Great Sage of the Attorneys respectively. A ring that can satisfy three wishes. A ring that can obtain protection from the dragon clan is the ring of friends.

The Dragon Blessing has been lost for thousands of years, and I also know why the Dragon Summoning ended up in the hands of the mercenary king, but... Your Majesty Russell, you have always ignored a little. Don't think that the Dragon Summoning is omnipotent. The Dragon Clan is a neutral race. They don't care about the camp, they don't care about light or darkness. They only care about the balance of nature. Once this balance is broken, even if you hold two rings at the same time, I think you will not be able to get any benefits from the Dragon Clan..."

"Well said, sacrifice." Before Shalin finished speaking, Moya interrupted her explanation to Russel; "Long time no see, you must regret not having me settled in that cave."

"You..." Shalin regretted it. She worked with the lich Pedine to eliminate the Dark Night High Priest who was constantly expanding his power in the eyes of Lord Sena. Unexpectedly, she escaped from the cave that was said to live in the ancient dragon.

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"I want to correct your wrong view. The target you locked in is not actually me, but Roland, the general of the Underworld, and the archer who has always been ignored by you and the Lich is me. Do you regret it? Are you upset? It's too late. The arrangement of fate is to fool people. That ring will never help you anymore. As long as I am still there, you will never get any help from the dragon clan, His Majesty Russell."

"Your Majesty Orpheric?" The mercenary king was frightened to find out. As the priestess of Dark Night said, the dragon clan that appeared before flew away one by one under the acquiescent of the Dragon Emperor.

Both humans and demon soldiers were confused and panicked. Why did the ancient dragons leave?

"As the pinnacles of the second-level creatures, the dragon clan is responsible for the task of balancing the world, just like the Great Dark War four thousand years ago. The Dark clan is slightly stronger, so the dragon clan stands on the side of light. Now, the light system is too powerful, so it will naturally not resist your request for help to deal with human prayers. This is the rule of the dragon clan - balance." Seeing that Russell's panicked expression really pleased him, Moya kindly explained.

"Since that's the case, why not continue to fulfill your promise, Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor?"

…” Looking at the young human beings questioning themselves, there was a rare look of pity in the eyes of Orpheric; “What our clan cares about is balance. It is our duty to maintain the stability of this world.”

"Since even that woman said that the light power is too strong now, why do you want..." Seeing the ancient dragons around him still leaving one by one, Russel was anxious.

Now even Moyafasi, the ruler of the night elves, has arrived. With the previously terrifying army of undead, if the dragon clan does not help, he will have no chance of winning at all.

"Big Elf." The mercenary king who lacks magic knowledge doesn't even understand the reasons. Moya really saw that he was pitiful and gave the reason instead of the Dragon Emperor.

"The big elves were originally the masters of the elemental elves, and Sistall is the only big elves who can comfort and balance now in the elemental elves. Since he is on my side, how could the dragon clan, who takes the balance as his mission, kill the important role in their mouths of maintaining balance?

It seems that you are really not lucky enough. His Majesty Russell, if you change to any enemy, you can easily defeat the strength you have. It’s a pity... you met me." No longer giving mercy to the losers, Moya looked at the last dragon clan who stayed by the mercenary king.

"Why don't you leave? You know, the violent ancient god will never forgive the betrayer. Let him stay in the dark prison for four thousand years, and the king's anger is enough to tear everything apart."

"Because... I want to protect this world and all life, I would rather bear the name of a traitor than Anesia to be destroyed." Looking at the Song Castle in the distance, Moya was shocked.

"He once loved this world so much. I had been following him since the beginning of his creation. At that time, he was extremely happy for the birth of every god and life. Even if he was driven down from the throne of the God King, he was deprived of his immortal flesh. He lost his former glory, and he was still my king and the supreme emperor. I do not want hatred and anger to blind his heart, so I would rather bear the pain of hatred alone than stop the flame of destruction burning in his heart."

This guy...

Moya cannot describe her inner feelings in words.

The Dragon Clan Emperor Orpheric, in his young memory, is a sacred and inviolable name. It represents strength, courage, and glory.

After learning about the true identity of the Necromancer King, the Lord of Glory once fell into the object of her most hated and hated.

But now...

The emotions in the words are true, and the words from the heart are true.

The admiration for the Great Elf King and the respect for the Dragon God made this the land king in the dragon clan rather bear the reputation of being a traitor to stop Karez's almost self-destructive revenge.

Thinking of this, Moya couldn't help but think of another character worthy of sympathy.

Roland...Faced with such a crazy master, how did you spend that long three hundred years.

"I don't care what the Light Gods have plans. No matter what the price I pay, I will stop Karez from destroying this world. You should also know that if the ancient god restores his power, then no one in this world will have the ability to stop him.

The king of the Dragon Clan, let go of the identity of the surveillance. Repeatedly putting himself out of the matter will not solve the problem. The demons have begun to rekindle their ambition to return to the mainland, and there will be no peace in this upper realm."

"What about you, as the Dark Clan and as the supreme ruler of the Night Elf, how will you face everything that is about to happen?" Orpheric felt that the two black women in front of him not only had the determination of a powerful Night Elf, but she seemed to have greater ambitions.

"I will stop and gamble on my life, and let the world continue to exist, whether the opponent is a man or a god."

"Is that... it seems that I am too worried." The figure of Orpheric gradually faded by wrapping his whole body in the golden light; "Don't fight for loyalty anymore. Ningal's descendants. Whether it is personal ambition or the wishes of ancestors, they are just passing clouds. Even God has a moment of death. Since you are living as a living creature, you should enjoy life, not waste the body given by the Creator. Even if you join forces with the demons to get the whole world, what can you really hold in your hands? Territory? Subjects? Everything is illusory in front of time. As your last wish for your friends, please send you and your army out of here. The coalition of night elves and humans is coming to this place. Since your current army cannot continue to move south. It is meaningless to continue fighting. I will say that, think about it yourself."

The golden light began to spread from the Dragon Emperor's body, covering Russel and the human soldiers.

Found that his body began to fade gradually, King Ningal stared at the Dark Night Priestess in the sky again, and his eyes released anger of hatred.

"Useless, Russel. We have different ambitions and ambitions. Although we still have friction and struggle, you can't defeat me by your tiny belief. Stop your dream of ambition that will never be successful. The demons do not need humans. They worship the destruction and death and do not need to exist alien races on their own territory. Even if they really defeat the coalition forces, even if they really replace the Holy Empire, as Opherik said, you can't master anything, it's just a pawn used by others, and will eventually destroy yourself." The enemy is just not supposed to say so much, maybe... it's really influenced by the Dragon Emperor. Moya is also mocking the enemy.

Not cold enough, not firm enough, the thorny road of the future is full of unknown blood and darkness. Pitying the enemy is cruel to oneself.

"You shouldn't be kind." Knowing this, Sistale, who had a good understanding of this, took back the three pairs of wings that symbolized the elf on his back and returned to the back of the demon dragon Luci.

"I just sympathize with him, a poor chess piece, and another person teased by fate." Seeing the human army gradually disappearing, Moya closed her eyes, and the journey for several days made her, who was already weak, extremely tired.

Facing the Dragon Clan King's face, what is needed is not just confidence, but the extremely powerful pressure has really consumed a lot of her energy.

This was the last time "Summoning of Dragons" was used, and Opheric kept his promise and gave the holder help.

If I continue to leave them here, I really don’t know how cruel means the Necromancer would torture the insects that have no value in his eyes.

War is cruel.

Once it is an enemy, either you die or I die.

It is precisely because he did not want so many lives to fall here that Orpheric would take them away and move them to a safe place.

"Hate is the flame that destroys everything, while burning the enemy, it is also burning itself. Russell's ambition and hatred for me have brought him to this point." Relying on Sistale, Moya sighed softly, infected by the state of mind of Orpheic, who once thought to be a shameful traitor, and shocked by the powerful force. Moya sighed again at his life goal, "I don't have the nearly eternal lifespan of the Dragon Clan, nor the almost infinitely powerful power of the God Clan. After approaching God again and again and again, approaching this powerful founding power, can I really fulfill my long-cherished wish? Compared with Carrez, the power of the main gods such as Tillian or Haas is not worth mentioning. I am just a mortal. Can I really defeat this strongest god?"

"Believe in yourself. Even though the enemy is God, we will definitely achieve the final success. Although the power of destiny is irresistible, it is not absolute. You see, Roland's existence is the best example. This unknown variable may really change the ultimate destiny of this world. Don't you realize that she seems to have some irreplaceable meaning to the King of the Necromancer. Why should a god who will destroy the world he creates so much about a pawn that can be thrown away? As long as he regains his own power, one or two loyal servants are not at your fingertips. All signs show that he has not yet fallen into a state of complete madness. We still have the chance, don't be discouraged easily, we still have time."

"You, when did you become so talkative..." Moya couldn't help but chuckled, feeling the breath and power that made her feel at ease.

Since... since I met you.

Sistaer did not answer, but he knew very well in his heart.

That's right, whether it's an encounter of fate or an encounter of chance, the emotions that seep into the heart bit by bit will not disappear no matter what changes.

What does the Knight of the Necromancer represent to you, Rafa, the King of the Necromancer.

Is it really just a body that stores the soul stone?

Since you care, it means you are not really crazy enough to destroy everything, and you still have emotions and reason.

Don't destroy Anesia, give Moya a chance, give all races in this world a chance, and give yourself a chance.

"Since there is no dragon clan and no human army, I can also let go of this group of demon vanguard army. No matter what casualties are, the guys from the Light Church will not care about it." Now is not the time to talk about the future and touching. The most important thing is to solve the following demons who are stupid because their allies are teleported away.

Putting down his personal feelings, after a brief rest, Moya raised the curse authority in his hand.

"In order to combat the morale of the Demons and the Northern Alliance, and to allow humans to fully see what strength my new ally has, the vanguards of the Demons have to sacrifice your blood."

The black clouds that had been shrouding the land of the dead began to turn red, and huge, burning fireballs began to fall from the air.

"Pastor! Magical Defense!" Hearing that the enemy was planning to cast high-level spells, the priest shouted, asking the military priest to prepare the defensive barrier.
Chapter completed!