Magical Strategist

"Ah! Ah!!!" the injured blood elf warrior cried like a ghost.

The real dragon stared at the soldier with murderous eyes. "Who gave you the courage to attack the clan leader?"

"This is outrageous. Catch him! Catch him!" the elders said in unison.

The scene suddenly got out of control, and more than 20 soldiers rushed towards the real dragon at the same time.

"I'm sorry Erin, I'm a human, there's no need to follow the blood elves' bullshit clan rules, especially those five immortals," said the real dragon. At the same time, the Love Moon Umbrella also returned to his hand.

"You!" Eileen no longer knew how to end it.

The real dragon roared angrily, and red fighting energy burst out of his body. The powerful air wave forcefully knocked the blood elves flying away. Even the fifth elder in the corner was frightened by this powerful fighting spirit and panicked.

Immediately afterwards, the real dragon took three steps and one step at a time, and quickly came to the side of the hunchback elder. He pressed the tip of the Love Moon Umbrella against the elder's chin and shouted sternly: "Old man, you'd better not embarrass yourself at your age. If it weren't for the sake of the clan rules, our clan leader would not come to visit you. I understand. What? Just support Lin'er and stop talking nonsense for the sake of your own health, okay?"

The elder could not withstand the devouring force of the Moon Love Umbrella. He collapsed into a ball and slumped on the chair. "Okay, okay, today's young people are so courageous, I won't oppose you anymore... take this thing away..."

The real dragon smiled slightly and took back the Love Moon Umbrella. "We respect you, but don't rely on your elders to talk nonsense. Fighting is a matter for our young people. It is the elders who are more cunning and cunning to make suggestions."

"Yes Yes!"

The elder quickly asked his men to put Irene down, and ordered all the soldiers to withdraw from the palace.

"Young man, this weapon of yours is really not simple. You almost died when you pressed me against it. Can you tell me what kind of magical weapon this is?" The hunchbacked elder still looked tired. It felt really uncomfortable to have my strength drained away by the Love Moon Umbrella.

The real dragon replied: "It's called Love Moon Umbrella, but some of its predecessors should have heard of it, it's called Sarah Melancholy."

"What!" The fifth elder was shocked.

"I am its new owner." The real dragon added.

"How come Sara's weapon is in your hand! Who are you?!" the elder continued to ask.

"Me? It's not him."

"Also, could the technique you used just now be a blood curse?"

"Yes!"

"It's true that a hero comes out of a boy! How wonderful!" The elders actually became excited. "Sara Melancholy and Blood Curse, if you get one of them, you can bring peace to the world, and you have both, so why are you afraid of Ivan."

"I'm ashamed to say that I have my own reasons for stopping you from attacking Ivan. But I have given up this idea now. Listen young man, Ivan is a strong man who has not been seen in a century. He is a genius. His strength is definitely beyond the reach of others. You must do your best. Be mentally prepared. There is another shortcut to defeating him."

"Please give me some advice, elder!" the real dragon asked respectfully.

"It's the weapon in your hand. Our clan has three holy beasts, namely Bahuang, Six Wings, and Four Barbarians. They have boundless power, but they all surrender to one thing, and that is Sarah Melancholy. Your weapon can absorb the holy beasts However, the power of the holy beast may exceed the endurance of your body, and you will die suddenly if you cannot control it," the hunchback elder explained in detail.

"Holy beast? There is also this matter..." The real dragon was slightly surprised.

"Don't try it unless you have to. Not only will you die, but the sacred beast will also lose control of the "container" and become out of control." The elder warned again.

"The so-called containers are just like Bai Fei and Cang Jia. They have holy beasts sealed in their bodies, right?" Zhenlong asked.

"Yes, they are all "containers" selected since childhood."

"Thanks to the elders for their guidance, I understand."

It turns out that Lian Yue Umbrella still has this ability, and Zhen Long finally realized it. It seems that Goiano's trip was worthwhile.

In the end, everyone ended up with a reconciliation. The elder not only ignored the real dragon's unreasonable behavior, but also sent a pharmacist to heal Irene. Xin Hao is a skin injury and will heal in two or three days.

Before saying goodbye, the great elder presented some rare elixirs to show his support for the crusade against Ivan.

Irene was really worried about the real dragon's behavior in the palace just now, and she kept scolding him along the way. So far, those who contradict the elders have not met with a happy ending, except for the true dragon.

In this decisive battle, Zhenlong became more and more confident. I finally have the opportunity to test the results of these two years of practice.

The Festival of the Sun is coming.

Eileen hand-picked 16 people to go to the Sunwell, all of whom were the most proficient in fighting in the Mora tribe.

On the other hand, the real dragon summoned all his troops, led by the veteran Qin Zhun, and took the lead in setting off, arriving at Duduo Swamp southwest of the Sun Well three days before the Sun Festival. The army would camp there until the end of the Sun Festival.

The army only serves as a deterrent. Those who are really responsible for fighting are these sixteen upper-level cadres. On the Sun Festival, they will have a decisive battle with Ivan's forces.

Who lives and who dies, who wins and who loses, whether the Mora tribe can turn things around, everything depends on fate.

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Rem tribe, Vana City.

In Ivan's palace, masters gathered: the five divine envoys, Tianhai, Langjiu, Hua Feng, etc., totaling twenty.

Ivan expected that Eileen would start a war on the Sun Festival. So three days ago, 200,000 troops were mobilized, and two-thirds of the total troops were stationed northeast of the Sunwell to confront the Mora army.

"The army is just a decoration. When the time comes, you will have to work harder." Ivan sat on a chair covered with flowers, sipping tea with his orchid fingers raised. He looked calm, as if he had no scruples about the upcoming battle and was sure of victory.

Tianhai said: "The sect master must not underestimate the enemy. There are Bai Fei and Cang Jia on Irene's side. These two people will be very troublesome."

"It doesn't matter, our goal is still to kill Irene. Kill as many of the others as we can. Once Irene dies, they will collapse." Ivan said, waving his long hair seductively and giving the order: "You Let’s get ready and set off tomorrow morning.”

"As ordered!"

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The Sunwell is located in the Gangdilad Basin at the junction of the Mora and Lemu tribes. The diameter of the well is 152 meters, and its depth cannot be estimated. It is rumored to be more than 10,000 meters.

Contrary to the Moon Well, which is frozen three feet all year round, it is affected by the high temperature underground. The well water boils all year round. The hot water vapor makes the surrounding temperature reach forty degrees above ground, so that it forms a muddy swamp for several miles without any grass growing.

The blood elves have worshiped this well as a sacred object since ancient times. The sunwell has become their representative, always hot and endless.

This swamp has become a sacred place and is only open to some people on the day of the Sun Festival. They would drink well water, which was said to ward off disease and strengthen their health.

But this time, they will dye this holy land red with blood.