Vol 2 Chapter 100: Elf captive

On the balcony.
High-level angel Shahr stared at Stephen's profile and slowly said: "Maybe you are for justice in your heart!..."
justice?
Stephen stunned and stared at the angel next to him with a smile, then shook his head and said: "Don't think of brainwashing me!...justice, you angels just play!"
Shahr didn't speak, just stared at Stephen with a smile.
Stephen looked a little hairy in her eyes and got up and said, "Recently take a rest recently."
"The dark abyss has been corroded by ancient evils. I may need your help by then."
"Yes." Senior Angel Shahr nodded with a serious expression: "I will go all out. For justice!"
Fuck justice.
Stephen couldn't help but whispered and teleported away, leaving only thoughtful Shar in place.
In the laboratory.
Stephen stared at the crystal ball in front of his eyes, holding his chin into his contemplation, muttering: "This angel grows so fast!"
It is only a matter of time for her to return to the level of demigod according to this progress, and she hardly does anything by herself, just go to the library to read books regularly, and then go to Erhouma from time to time to play. Sometimes talent is really enviable, and the starting point of the ancient angel species is too high.
At present, the people Stephen meets are the first in terms of talent, Sophia first, and the ancient angel-Shahr second. Others can't compare with them.
"Master." The voice of Queen Zela's Ant Race came.
Stephen heard: "What's the matter?"
Queen Zela said: "We have captured some captives from deep underground, dark elves."
Underground spirit?
Stephen's face showed a very interesting expression, slowly said: "I am now past."
Ant family nest.
Along with an aura of teleporting spells, Stephen's figure appeared here, and the surrounding Zela Ants leaned over to welcome him, and then took him to an empty hall. The population of Zela Ant Clan continues to expand. More worker ants and soldier ants are hatching. Perhaps it is enough to rule the underground world of Yarantil, but the counterattack is far from enough.
"Master. They are here." A queen Zara was in charge of welcoming Stephen.
quickly.
Stephen saw the dark elves in this world. They had sharp faces, dark skin, dark red pupils, and slender tall tall bodies, but they were not as handsome as the dark elves in Stephen's memory. Instead, they looked like refugees underground.
These dark elves have signs of degradation.
The orthodox dark elves are a group of flamboyant and cheap goods. They are naturally possessed with a charm, even if the skin color is very dark, but they look like Dorans in front of them, and their looks are dull and dull, there is no slight luster, and they are all clothes. Ragged, as if tortured for a long time. Stephen once sent people to search for their tracks, but these dark elves hide deep, the underground world is not so easy to explore, and occasionally they can be found but they can't find their city. These dark elves are quite vigilant and careful, and Stephen does not have much energy to search for them.
-"Dominate humanity!"
There was a glimmer of light in Stephen's eyes. As a powerful caster, he did not need to torture these captives. Directly controlling their spiritual will was the fastest way to obtain information.
After ten minutes.
Stephen shook his head in disappointment and sighed: "Has the Dark Elf degraded to this degree?"
Their city is the deepest underground. The entire ethnic group has a population of less than five or six thousand. The ruler is still the main mother, but they have lost the attention of the gods. After losing the refuge after the spider god, these dark elves have serious They have lost a lot of talent, and there are no priests in the ethnic group. They only rely on the magical inheritance of some wizards. What's more terrible is that they still maintain some ancient traditions, such as women dominating everything, assassination and infighting, which has led to the incompleteness of civilization inheritance, and some valuable knowledge has been lost.
So these dark elves are just one of the aborigines of the underground world, not the rulers of the underground world.
They are a group of exiles.
The so-called exiles are the losers in the power struggle of the dark elves, their families are destroyed and annexed by their competitors, and the survivors begin to flee.
However, although they escaped the killing of the Archmother, they slammed into the territory of Zela Ant Race and were easily captured by the soldiers of Zela Ant Race. Their strength is not strong, there are only three casters, a warlock, two wizards, the former mother has been killed, her daughters have also been slaughtered, and all they can escape alive are some sideline bloodlines.
"Accept them." Stephen rubbed his brows.
A dark elf city with a population of only five or six thousand is a place where Stephen has nothing to eat and taste. ~EbookFREE.me~ Dark elves are cunning and insidious, and betrayal is like a commonplace for them. Surrender to such a place The income gained is not directly proportional to the payment, and he has no spare time to go deep into the underground world.
The nature of the dark elves is terrible.
At a genetic level, they are a group of conspirators, traitors, and ambitions. This race is not very useful for Stephen.
"Right." Stephen thought for a while: "Don't kill them, maybe it will be used in the future."
Having no energy to manage them for the time being, Stephen is ready to imprison these exiles.
"Okay. Master." Queen Zella nodded.
Controlled by her psionic power, the exiles walked into the cage like puppets, and they were all controlled by Queen Zella's spiritual power.
at the same time.
In the vicinity of Howling City, an army of troops is gathering, one part is the private soldiers from the nobles of Howling City, and the other part is the army of the Countess Elijah, and the adventurers who have come over. There are still some unfamiliar eastern faces in this army, many of whom are shaved with a big bald head, attracting the eyes of many aboriginal people in the north.
These are the people of the Chandah Council.
For Stephen, winning Dragon City is just a small project currently under way, which is totally worthless compared to attacking the dark abyss and counterattack. But for the Countess Elijah who had never stepped on the battlefield, everything now makes her feel very excited, and even a little excited to tremble.
She wore a magnificent outfit on the white warhorse and waved her sword excitedly, "The whole army attacked!"
"Let us win the Dragon City!"
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