Lesatos teleported back to the half plane, and Vramir came up.

"Master, come back...wow, ahhhhhhhhhhhh! The first time I saw your elf form, so noble, cold, and with a hot heart, you will be completely arrogant!" The demon eyes drooled excitedly. "If you are combined with your rough and resolute human knight form, the year-old attack and arrogant feeling are the true meaning of love in the multiverse! All heterosexuals die! Long live the Danmei wolf!"

Suddenly his expression changed, Flamier held his cheek and said shyly: "Actually...it makes people prefer the half-length form of the master. Sanwu Zhengta is really cold and cute, and he is so fleshy that he can't swallow it in one bite..."

Lesatos reached out to grab the tentacles of the demon eyes and swung them twice to the ground. The golden dragon was helpless. When he was fighting against the Eye Demon Army in Atas, he personally dug out the main eye of the Elder Eye, plus other materials and souls in the alien plane, creating a servant with various uses. But there were still some flaws. The soul didn't know which messy plane of the distorted view of love came from, which resulted in Vramir being scattered from time to time.

Lesatos handed over the chief priest's body to the demon eyes: "Put it into the anti-corrosion room of the laboratory."

Vramir turned dizzy and floated up, pulling the black-and-white corpse and asked, "What's this thing? Tifflin, a congenital deformity, or a malnourished Badzu?"

"The priest who was given divine arts, he also shot you with a crossbow. I think this is why the Lord of the Rites does not promote divine arts."

"Ah, it's him. It turns out that he is willing to give magic skills to the point of becoming this way. The master of a serious ritual is actually half-human half-beast scale control. Tsk, the taste is heavier than me. Master, please be careful of the chrysanthemum."

It seems that you have to use some more force to beat him. Lesatos angrily scolded: "Idiot, think about it the other way around."

"You mean, as long as you give magic, you will become like this? Why is that?"

"This is what I want to explore. How is the weapon ready?"

“Everything is ready.”

Originally, they thought the elves would come to move a large number of weapons away, but in order to save time, the Tiyas actually went directly to the river valley to gather troops.

The logistics officer stood up one by one and distributed brand new daggers and iron shields to the rangers who were taking turns. Then the rangers received elves marching cookies, hooks, poisoned cotton, and masked towels. Water was no longer needed, and most of the plants in the forest could provide them.

In a corner of the river beach, dozens of craftsmen were busy splicing the clusters of arrows and the elves' self-produced arrow shafts. The 15 arrows were seen as one bag, with two bags of each elves.

The rangers glanced at the blonde elves and demon eyes curiously, and hurried to the next place to wait for orders.

"The tragic administrative efficiency of the Presbyterian Church cannot make this scene, it should be the princess's idea."

Lesatos did not comment. He saw the rangers who came to assemble and the craftsmen with arrow shafts rolling down the slope, which was very inconvenient.

"Framir." Golden Dragon ordered.

The Demon Eyes Supervisor had four translucent fluorescent tentacles. He stretched out the red one and extracted the free fire elements from the atmosphere. The fluorescent lights were flourishing. Flamil swung the tentacles, and the bushes and weeds on the slope were wiped out.

Five Ring Spell [Turn mud into stone]

Four-ring spell [Stone-shaping technique]

Lesatos used two magics to create a long staircase.

"Thank you very much." A Ranger General told him. Jinlong didn't care. He has been thanked a lot recently.

The rumbling hooves from far to near attracted everyone, and a large group of unicorns flowed up the river beach, which was particularly spectacular. Druciliya came with 200 adult unicorns. Several rangers and generals held a battle meeting around a large stone and saluted the princess one after another.

"Your Highness."

"Don't care about me." Druciliya waved her hand, "I have no experience in war and will not point fingers."

The princess' statement satisfied the generals. "According to the outpost in front, the two southeast directions were invaded at the same time. Our defense range was too broad and the form was very unfavorable."

"Are you hunters or army coming?"

The army refers to the noble private army of the human kingdom, but those who cannot even find clean water in the forest are the only ones waiting for massacre. The real opponent of the rangers is the hunter guild, which is known as the "Ear Broken Ears". It recruits all kinds of scumbags and robbers who seek wealth, but these people are also cannon fodder. The one who leads cannon fodder is a professional slave-catching leader who struggles in the forest, and both sides have a lot of blood feud.

"Divid it into two batches, the first batch was our old enemy, pike, one-eyed Wushi, and the spine-breaker…."

"Then what are we waiting for? According to past experience, these despicable livestock have robbed their compatriots and retreated out of the forest!"

"Don't be impatient. Our main enemy is the second batch, a mixed team of the Broken Ear and the Private Army. This group of humans accounted for 90% of the enemy and had a huge destructive power. However, due to the large number of people, we just entered the periphery of the forest. As for the slave scum, the royal advance team has set out. How many can we save?

The countermeasures are gradually taking shape, and Druciliya is worried that Lamesil is the captain of the advance team, hoping that the guy who likes to tell jokes will not have any trouble.

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The spiral arrow drilled into the back of the left brain, and before the brain responded to the pain, it penetrated out of the right eye, leaving a terrifying hole full of soft tissue and body fluids with three fingers. The enchanted arrow continued to work hard, piercing through the torso of the two trees, tearing the escaped left Achilles tendon, and judging it just in advance.

Lamesilai stepped on the branches and several people jumped down next to the injured. The desperate humans turned fear into anger and rushed over with tears on their faces.

"Clang!"

The dagger was unsheathed and connected into the sheath, and the humans fell to the ranger's feet, losing focus.

Lamesilai dug out the +1 Misilan enchantment arrow from the soil, and the arrow feathers were a little tilted. He looked heartbroken. This was a precious fighting weapon, so he assigned two.

"Captain! The enemy's leader ran to the river and seemed to be about to escape in the water!"

Lamesil sighed: "He is stupider than fish, you are stupider than him. The river comes from the opposite direction to him, and it flows to the Broken Star Lake. Where can he dive?"

The Ranger Captain and the shameful recruits chased the enemy slowly. This is a slave-catching team that is only greedy for merit and is not well-known. They run around and bump into the team of Lamesil. In the forest, the first competition was the reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance of both sides. First, they discovered that the opponent always takes the initiative. The team lost a mess in the first game and was quickly killed.

When he arrived at the river, the drop formed a 3-meter waterfall, and the water flowed rapidly. The leader of the slave who had no way to escape stood on the side of the waterfall, half of his body hanging in the air. His face was crazy, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was within the range of the ranger without any obscurity. Ramesilai knew that he was in trouble at a glance.

"Come on! Sharp-eared girls! Shoot me!" The human laughed wildly, saliva. He pulled open his clothes, and there were small bags hanging inside. "Do you know what this is? Quinine poison! Dwarfs used to clear freshwater piranhas in the river. One bag can kill 10 people by mixing it in water, and I have 80 bags on my body! Come on, wasn't it very cruel when I killed my brother, hahaha..."

Lamesilai frowned. No matter where the arrow was shot, the body would fall into the water and be washed away by the waterfall. It would be too late to catch it. At least five thousand elves downstream live on this river, let alone it flow into the Broken Star Lake. If it weren't for the attack being too urgent and wouldn't have brought half of the inexperienced recruits, Lamesil's old subordinates would never let the madman live to the river.

Captain Ranger gestured, asked his subordinates to detour behind him, and then scraped his stomach and came up with a few playful words to see if he could soothe the mobile poison bank.

The silver shadow flashed among the trees, and then jumped without any reaction, across the 10 sammi river and hit the slave leader heavily. The human beings were knocked away from the river and flew across the river, with seven or eight sammi flying everywhere, and blood spilled all over the sky, and the sound of bones shattering made people feel sore.

"Hora... Your Highness?" Ramesilai was surprised.

"Just call Hora." The unicorn king landed lightly, shook the blood on his body. "Your honorable title makes me feel awkward."

The kingship of the affiliated race is only lower than that of the Elf King, and is equal to the Princess and the Grand Priest. Lamesilai said in confusion: "Why are you here, where are your tribes?"

"I will allocate 200 soldiers to Princess Liya. Anyway, it is to cooperate with Tiya's battle. It's the same whether I am here or not. Let's just take a look at these humans."

"But you are the king of clans, how can you run to the front line?"

"Ha, this is the difference between the laws of nature and the laws of civilization. As a leader, you have to fight on the front line. I want to evaluate the enemy's combat effectiveness first, will I go together?"
Chapter completed!