elf successor

As the head of the Dark Mage Alliance in the Massa Empire, Anna is very different from other people in his position. In addition to squeezing out some time to meditate every day, he spends the rest of his life in the Massa Empire. After all, he has arrived At his age, which is about to be a hundred years old, it is estimated that he has at most fifty or sixty years to live. At this age, Anna has looked away from everything. On the path of the wizard, he has already seen his own end, Zi Zi Although the strength of Jie is not invincible to that of the mainland, if you count upwards, there will only be a few people with full strength. However, those monsters are immersed in meditation and soaking in the laboratory every day, exhausting all their energy to make further progress. But in Anna's opinion, there is really no fun at all. Can a cold vessel compare to the waist of a little girl?

So what if I step into the golden ring before I die? It’s not a dead end in the end. In order to live for another twenty or thirty years, it’s not worth losing my whole life. In Anna’s eyes, these people are all top-notch. Idiots, of course, Anna did not dare to show any disrespect when facing them, and mostly rejected them in his heart, but even his son did not know these thoughts.

Half a year ago, Anna received instructions from the alliance, saying that something big was going to happen in northern Xinjiang, but the alliance didn't know what it was. The alliance issued a task overnight. Anyone who could find out the situation in northern Xinjiang would have it. Eligibility to nominate twelve dark law enforcer candidates.

Immediately, less than half a moment after this task was announced, the entire Dark Alliance was excited. If Anna had not been running the Massa Empire for a long time, and spent a lot of gold coins, he would have been able to grab this hot task.

Being able to step into the ranks of the Twelve Dark Law Enforcers at the last moment is a huge temptation for Anna, who has been free and easy all his life. He does not want to work hard on the path of a wizard. If he can become a law enforcer, he will have to change his approach. Wait until the end of the continent. Anna was very concerned about this matter. Even the newly promoted leader in the tavern put it aside and carefully organized enough manpower to explore the border north.

"Emperor, it has been ten days since we entered Northern Xinjiang. The barbarian tribe closest to us is the Beilan tribe."

The mighty team stood under the evil wind, their bodies completely covered by purple energy. The howling evil wind could not even blow up the corners of their clothes. Behind them, five or six carriages carrying rich supplies remained motionless. The wizard wrapped in black robe stood beside Anna and said respectfully.

Emperor, but Anna naturally deserves the title of supreme commander of the five empires in the Dark Mage Alliance.

Anna squinted his eyes, the old god hugged his belly, and stood at the front of the team. His strange blood-blue robe hung straight down, with gold-plated stripes sealing it, full of nobility. Although Anna is already a hundred years old, he still looks like a handsome young man. There is no trace of time left on his face at all, but his raised eagle nose makes people a little uncomfortable. Although he smiles and squints his eyes, it is more like a seductress. The hell messenger is not kind at all.

"The Beilan tribe...the sixty-four tribes in northern Xinjiang have not changed for hundreds of years." Anna looked ahead in the distance, the blurry low-rise houses swaying in the wind and sand, "El, remember to stay A few living people, I want to find out how they are different from the human race." Anna smiled lewdly, and under his eagle nose, the last trace of heroic spirit was gone.

"Yes. My lord."

El suddenly lowered his head and let out a low whistle, and then half of the team separated. Twenty people gathered together. The witch staff emitted a faint light, like a bright light in the yellow sky and earth. Anna rubbed his nose, and among the team Immediately, a figure appeared and lay down. He sat on his back, picked up his robe, and slowly fell asleep with the witch's staff as his pillow.

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On the other side, an old man, a young man and a young man were struggling to walk in the wind and sand. A very strange combination, like three generations traveling together.

The old man stroked his goatee, sighed, and inserted his cane into the endless sand. He looked ahead with some worry and said: "The fluctuations in Northern Xinjiang are so great that they have not been seen in a hundred years. In the past two years, there has not been much war in Northern Xinjiang, and even The northern borders of both the Massa Empire and the Rocks Empire have entered a rare period of peace. I originally thought that the northern border would be depressed for a few years, but now it seems that it is just a delusion."

"Grandpa, can there be any trouble in Northern Xinjiang because of the sixty-four tribes? Except for a few old priests who still have some fighting power, the rest are just a mob." The older young man said leisurely, with contempt in his eyes, Northern Xinjiang? What ability do the lower races that were driven here by humans thousands of years ago have the ability to disrupt the continent!

The old man chuckled, the wrinkles on his eyebrows folded together, and there were not many teeth left, but his eyes were full of energy, like halos above the nine heavens. He pinched the jade ring on his finger and shook his head: "That one thousands of years ago. It’s a war, even if we don’t mention it, it’s not a glorious thing. I think the Dark Alliance has also gotten the news, and it should have entered here now.”

The young child was riding on the young man's neck, never daring to look down. His chubby little hands were tightly holding the young man's hair. Perhaps because of his young age, his porcelain face turned red from fright. But even so, he didn't see any intention of coming down. Compared with being afraid of heights, he hated walking more. The old man smiled and said: "Baby, do you miss your mother?"

"No way, don't talk nonsense."

"Ha ha······"

"You are not allowed to come, but you have to come. If something happens to you, can your mother let me go? She doesn't dare to be angry with grandpa, and she won't be able to pull out my skin when the time comes?"

The child named Wawa's eyes were smiling like crescent moons, and his white lotus-like arms were tightly attached to the young man's neck. His little mouth tightened, and he said bitterly: "No, my mother is gentle. She never Hit people.”

"You never hit anyone? Then where did those two red marks on your butt come from?" The young man smiled and suddenly raised his voice. The old man probably had air leaking from his mouth and was choked by the strong wind and kept coughing.

The baby stopped talking and lay on the young man's back in a frustrated manner. The old man covered his mouth with his sleeves, struggling to block the sand and dust. The three of them faced the yellow wind in the sky and looked after each other towards the north.

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Kalma stood in the east, facing the sun that never retreated, and slowly exhaled a few breaths of turbid air. Mai encouraged her wildly, and Germa stood cautiously in the north of Kalma, trying to block the impact of the strong wind on the old man as much as possible. harm.

"Northern Xinjiang is going to be lively, Germa. Take your people to the east and west and kill a few people..." Ge Ma picked up the blood-like red feather in his hand and gently touched it between Germa's eyebrows. Clicking it, the flame above Germa's head changed in an instant.

"Aw..."

With a long cry, countless Yaksha emerged from the dense caves, lined up in rows, passed through the eight blood pillars in turn, and then flew in both directions.

Ge Ma stared at the altar in the center. The lifeless blood pillar seemed to be alive. The blood stains on the ground reflected the sky and lit up the entire Yaksha tribe.