The elves in Silver Moon City have received high-quality education for several generations. If there is no external force involved, they will spontaneously maintain order and restore stability. Although they are as powerless as flowers in greenhouses, these elves are indeed a rare high-quality group in this era.

A large number of elves who were freed from madness came out of their hiding places and shelters, their faces were pale, as if they had experienced nightmares that could not wake up.

The fierce confrontation at the spiritual and physical levels exhausted their physical strength and passion, and the fight with their companions frustrated them.

Shu Ma He, who came from the Song Empire across the ocean, has seen similar scenes. He suspected that there were deeper lies and conspiracies here, and was also worried about the extent to which the elves were tempted.

Chaos’ promises are never false, never immortal, no way to be liberated from suffering, and no shortcuts to gain power.

Some of the elves in Silver Moon City may have gained some rewards before this, but they will eventually pay the price - their youth, their health, the world they rely on for their lives.

Some people surrender to Chaos because of madness and desperateness, while others summon Chaos because of ambition and impulse, but this is meaningless. The only thing Chaos is willing to give is eternal pain.

Shumahe has witnessed too many people in the Loess District, which started with a good wish for good deeds, but ended with eternal suffering of purgatory.

And at the same time, he firmly believed that the best outcome of Yinyue City was to attribute himself to the rule of the New Dynasty. At least the officials of the New Dynasty had rich practical experience in how to manage and clean a city that had eroded chaos.

Snake King Riddle sat on a delicate chair made by the elves, whistling, and the tune was a folk song popular in his hometown hundreds of years ago. There had been a plague that had long been transformed into a dead land. No one in the world except him remembered this song.

Although Tom Riddle was sent to Kelmohan Castle when he was young and only had the opportunity to return to his hometown sixty years later, his parents and relatives had long died at that time, he still liked to live in a wooden house on the edge of the town in his spare time.

It made him feel friendly and relaxed. Sometimes he would pretend to be a passing doctor and provide disease-removing herbs for the residents of the town. Sometimes he would pretend to be a poor businessman who was on the wrong path and had to sell his goods in the town at a low price in order to recover his losses.

Until one day decades ago, when the Snake King went to a place in the northern wasteland to collect a rare demonized plant and returned, he found that his hometown had disappeared.

The town turned into ashes, and the residents turned into dead bones in the soil. Because the tragedy happened too long, no one in the surrounding villages even remembered what happened in that town. Only a few elderly people vaguely remembered that there was a plague there.

Snake King Riddle is the chief of the Snake School. He is a senior demon hunter. With his rich experience and patience, he restored the truth of the matter bit by bit in the ruins.

A sudden plague swept across the town, and a passing witch hunter happened to discover it. He sensed the conspiracy hidden behind the plague with his keen sense of smell.

A boy who was about to die of illness, a great mother who took risks for her children, a tragedy that ended in chaos victory. The passing demon hunter came too late. He had no other way except to bury the entire town to prevent the plague from spreading completely.

Snake King Riddle understood his peers, and if he had been the ones, he would have made the same choice, especially in the deepest part of his heart, there was always a question: whether Chaos came to this town was related to his seclusion here.

"A false world, a game destined to end in tragedy, a group of poor worms manipulated by fate." Snake King Riddle murmured to himself in a gloomy voice with the digging sound that was getting closer and closer to his head: "Strength is the only truth in this world, even in the Chaos Realm, you are a player, I am a player, who is not a player?"

"The contact point is only seven meters lately, but the craftsmen must rest, humans." The elves scholar looked at the huge pit, and several elves craftsmen tripped on the ground by the dirt under their feet, and then lay there asleep. He had to remind the demon hunter: "They have been working for fourteen hours in a row. The craftsmen need rest, the wizard needs meditation, and no one can hold on any longer."

"I don't want to discuss the issue of the eight-hour work system with you at this time, the elf." For the past fourteen hours, Xu Yichen has been standing in the same position in the state of [meditation]. From last night, the closer he is to the underground control room, the more severe the crisis he feels.

There was a strong enemy underground who was far beyond his ability to deal with it. This feeling was so clear, as if someone stood behind him and pressed his head with his revolver with his point 75 caliber.

To be on the safe side, he had mobilized his authority to let Nangong Yujun set out overnight to support him. Originally, Aifelar was the strongest combat power he could mobilize, but the current enemy is likely to come from the Chaos Realm, which makes the witches appear in such occasions too high.

[Mechanical Heart] was carried by Yang Yuefan a little earlier and escorted to Anthony Port.

The Witch King envoy has been stationed in Wangxiang City recently. Yang Yuefan felt that it was inappropriate to put [Mechanical Heart] in the same city as him.

Under the leadership of the Marines by example, the elves finally persevered. Of course, the Marines loaded with gunpowder that could fire at any time also played a big role.

When the Black Armored Warrior, who ranked second in combat power in the Retribution Team, arrived, they were only less than two meters away from the underground base.

Standing under the pit, you can vaguely feel the vibration generated by the gathering of a large amount of energy. The elves have become ordinary people here, and all the magic energy spontaneously gathers towards the magic array under your feet.

"Reported by Nangong Yujun!" The black-armored warrior jumped down at a height of more than ten meters from the ground, as if a bomb hit the ground. The hideous armor shape and the magic technology represented behind it made the elves feel dizzy.

This is the first time they faced the product of cutting-edge human productivity. The shock brought by them is almost no less than the civil strife in Silver Moon City. The elves present are all core figures who have participated in the "Eternal Well" project, so they naturally have the vision to see the small things.
Chapter completed!