Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

At the edge of the Leia Forest, Weilin and the other two landed in the jungle. According to the information obtained from the dark elf's soul, they came to a damaged thousand-year-old dead tree.

After moving the huge rock that blocked the entrance, Kyle moved his mind and broke the magic warning circle in less than three seconds.

With a little perception, he could tell the number of dark elves and powerful warriors guarding the teleportation array.

One silver high-level dark elf assassin, two silver high-level dark elf priests, six silver mid-level dark elf archers, fifteen silver low-level dark elf warriors, and one hundred and fifty-three bronze-level dark elf warriors.

Overall, they were a qualified escort team, but unfortunately they met Weilin and his two companions.

"My Lord, capture alive or kill."

"Kill him!" Weilin nodded and replied.

We already know everything we need to know, so these dark elves are not worth interrogating.

Kyle raised his palm upward, condensed a holy flame, and threw it into the cave.

The brief scream came to an abrupt end. Nearly two hundred dark elves died silently, without a trace of their bodies left, and even their souls were burned to ashes by the holy flame.

Entering the cave, Weilin scanned the inner wall, and dark red bloodstains were faintly visible.

The deeper you go, the more other colors appear on the stone walls, forming the words of the dark elves.

Among the three, except Weilin, Xuemiya and Kyle could understand the text above. It was nothing more than praise for the Spider Queen Rose, or a description of sacrificial rituals.

After passing through a long and narrow passage, the three came to a stone gate.

Pushing open the stone door, weapons and armor were scattered on the ground, and a bonfire was burning. Everything was well preserved, except for the trace of the dark elves.

Kyle's figure flashed and he teleported to the central stone platform, breaking the self-destruct mechanism of the teleportation array.

Seeing this, Weilin was not idle either. He took out a book made of gray blanks from a fairly neat tent, walked to Xuemiya, handed it to her, and asked, "What's written on it?"

Upon hearing this, Xuemiya took the book from her husband, opened it and began to translate.

"On August 9764, 8 Glorious Calendar, we received three hundred strong human slaves and transported them back to Malachis to be used as sacrifices to the great Spider Queen."

"On August 9764, 8 of the Glorious Calendar, we found traces of human adventurers and captured them alive. We gave the three women to lowly warriors as rewards, and the remaining two men were used to relieve their loneliness."

"On August 9764, 8 of the Glorious Calendar, the toy was drained dry. Human men are so weak, not even as strong as ogres."

"Glorious Year 9764..."

Xuemiya translated expressionlessly, and Weilin listened with a strange look on his face.

In general, it fits his stereotype of dark elves. This guy really has no dietary restrictions. He mentioned ogres, evil eyes, and even giant eyeless snakes underground many times.

After reading the last paragraph, Xuemiya gently exerted force with both hands and shredded the private diary.

"Welin, don't give me this kind of rubbish to translate next time."

"Forehead--"

Facing Xuemiya's serious expression, Weilin touched the back of his head awkwardly.

He couldn't understand the words on it, so how could he know if it was garbage?

Looking at Weilin's eyes, Xuemiya suddenly remembered that her husband was illiterate in language, and it was the same as if she hadn't said anything.

"Forget it, just pretend I never said that."

At the same time, after Kyle finished modifying the teleportation array's transmission mechanism and identification restrictions, he was about to re-check the spatial position when he saw the teleportation array light up.

In the dark cave, the strong light is particularly dazzling.

Weilin turned his head and saw three dark elves appear on the teleportation array, one female and two males.

The man was dressed conservatively and had an indifferent look; the woman was dressed revealingly, almost as if she was wearing nothing, and her eyes were filled with indifference and disdain.

The dark elf priest quickly glanced around, and when he saw Kyle standing not far away, his pupils suddenly shrank.

She was about to react when she was pinned down against the stone altar by a huge pressure.

"Who are you?" Under the tremendous pressure, the dark elf priest's chest was severely deformed. He raised his head with difficulty and stared at Kyle, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Under such pressure, the two silver-level dark elf warriors were already breathing out more than breathing in, their faces were pale, and their bodies were twitching slightly.

Kyle slowly came to the teleportation array, looked down at the golden low-level dark elf priest, raised his foot, stepped on her head, and said indifferently: "When I don't tell you to speak, just shut up."

The dark elf priest's eyes burned with humiliation and anger, his lips trembled slightly, but he dared not utter a single sound.

She has always been the one stepping on others, and has never been stepped on by others.

Weilin came to the stone altar and looked at the dark elf priest with a hint of indifference in his eyes.

Then, he turned to look at Xuemiya and said, "I'll leave it to you."

Upon hearing this, Xuemiya nodded, took out her staff, and cast a mental spell. The staff in her hand flickered with a faint light.

"All right."

Xuemia's voice broke the brief silence.

Hearing this, Kyle loosened his grip, releasing the pressure from the three dark elves.

The dark elf priest struggled to get up, his body swaying slightly, then he knelt on the ground without hesitation, knocked his head heavily on the ground, and saluted to Xuemiya, saying: "Sally greets the master."

"How long can it last?" Weilin asked.

"As long as you don't face the gods directly, it's theoretically permanent." Xuemiya answered after hearing this.

She thought for a moment and added, "It's better not to let her get close to the statue. She can be easily discovered."

"You are worthy of being my wife, you are so amazing." Weilin praised with a smile, then looked at the two dying silver intermediate dark elf warriors, raised his right hand slightly, and signaled Kyle to take action.

Seeing this, Kyle nodded slightly, and then sent the two silver-level dark elf warriors on their way.

Being able to die in the hands of an angel is the greatest honor in their lives.

The dark elf priest whose cognition had been modified stood aside and witnessed this scene without any fluctuation in her eyes, as if those two warriors had nothing to do with her.

"Tell me what you know."

Upon hearing this, Sally looked up at Xuemiya, and after getting permission, she answered, "The dark world I live in is called Kabila, and it covers an area of ​​2.3 million square kilometers."

"My tribe is called the Ebis tribe. It has a main city, three auxiliary cities, and fifteen small cities. It has 300,000 dark elves, a million slaves, and dozens of vassal tribes.