Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

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

Removing the boulder that blocked the entrance, Kyle moved his mind and broke the warning magic circle in less than three seconds.

With a little perception, he knew the number of dark elves and the number of strong men 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, it can be regarded as a qualified guard team, but it’s a pity that they met Weilin and his two companions.

"My lord, should we capture them alive or kill them?"

"Kill them!" Weilin nodded and replied after hearing this.

All that should be known has been known, and these dark elves are not worth interrogating.

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

The short screams came to an abrupt end. Nearly two hundred dark elves died silently, leaving no bones, 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 he went, the more other colors appeared on the stone wall, forming the words of the dark elves.

Among the three people, except Weilin, Xuemia and Kyle could understand the words on it. They were nothing more than praises for the spider queen Ross, or descriptions of sacrificial rituals.

Passing through the long and narrow passage, the three came to a stone door.

Pushing open the stone door, weapons and armor were scattered on the ground, and the bonfire was burning. Everything was well preserved, but there was no trace of the dark elves.

Kyle's figure flickered, and he teleported to the central stone platform and broke 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, came to Xuemiya, handed it to her, and said, "What's written on it?"

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

"On August 12, 9764 in the Glorious Calendar, 300 strong human slaves were received and transported back to Malachis to sacrifice to the great spider queen."

"On August 15, 9764 in the Glorious Calendar, the traces of human adventurers were discovered and captured alive. Three women were awarded to lowly warriors, and the remaining two men were used to relieve loneliness."

"On August 21, 9764 in the Glorious Calendar, the toys were squeezed dry. Human men are so weak and not as strong as ogres."

"In the Glorious Calendar 9764..."

Xemia translated expressionlessly, and Weilin listened with a strange look.

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

After reading the last paragraph, Xuemiya gently used both hands to crush this private diary.

"Wei Lin, next time, don't give me this kind of garbage to translate."

"Uh-"

Facing Xuemiya's serious look, 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 had said nothing.

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say this."

At the same time, after Kyle modified the teleportation mechanism and identification ban of the teleportation array, he was about to re-check the spatial orientation when he saw the teleportation array light up.

In the dark cave, the strong light was 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 looked indifferent; the woman was dressed revealingly, almost like she was wearing nothing, with indifference and disdain in her eyes.

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

She was about to react, but was pressed down on the stone altar by a huge pressure.

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

And the two silver intermediate dark elf warriors had already been breathing more than breathing under such pressure, 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 you are not told to speak, shut up."

The dark elf priest's eyes were burning with humiliation and anger, her lips trembled slightly, but she dared not make a sound.

She has always been the one who stepped on others, and when has she ever 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 his head to look at Xuemiya and said, "Leave it to you."

Xuemiya nodded, took out the staff, and cast a mental spell. The staff in her hand flashed a faint light.

"Okay."

Xuemiya's voice broke the brief silence.

Hearing this, Kyle loosened his feet and dispersed the pressure on 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." Shemia heard the words and answered.

She thought for a while and added: "It's best not to let her get close to the statue, as she will be easily discovered."

"As expected of my wife, she is amazing." Verin praised with a smile, then looked at the two dying silver mid-level dark elf warriors, slightly raised his right hand, and motioned for Kyle to take action.

Kyle nodded slightly when he saw this, and then sent the two silver intermediate dark elf warriors on their way.

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

The dark elf priest whose cognition was modified stood aside and witnessed this scene, his eyes did not waver at all, as if the two warriors had nothing to do with her.

"Tell me what you know."

Hearing this, Sally raised her head and looked at Shermia. After receiving permission, she replied: "The dark world I am in is called Kabila, and it covers an area of ​​2.3 million square kilometers."

"My tribe is called the Ebisi tribe. It has one main city, three auxiliary cities, and fifteen small cities. There are 300,000 dark elves, millions of slaves, and dozens of vassal tribes.

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