Warhammer: My Night Lord strayed into the chat group

“Elves, I didn’t expect that there were really elves, and there was another… Ogre? ”

A male voice full of divinity sounded.

“What is an ogre? I’m Astarte! Angel of Death, Midnight Lord! ”

Trivican quickly denied this identity after hearing this title.

Meantime.

This was also the first time Trivican had heard the term ogre.

In Trivicom’s opinion, this title is not a very good one.

This one sounds like a damn alien.

“Don’t be afraid, elf, you belong to that branch.”

But Tigris did not answer Trivican’s questions.

He just looked at Evelyn on the ground with cold eyes.

He didn’t seem to have any concern or rather, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

And Evelyn is now sweaty.

She can “043” to clearly feel that in front of her is the Buddha-figure of sin.

But……

The voice asked where she came from.

She felt a pang of relief.

It was as if the oppression of Prince Joy had disappeared in part.

But.

Evelyn still trembled with fear as if she had seen a cat’s rat.

“No need to be afraid, no need to fear, no need to tremble, there is no threat to the sin now, child.”

Tigris didn’t mean anything reassuring in his tone.

Tyrion sighed silently in his heart.

I don’t know what the situation is?

Ever since waking up in this era, his calm brother had become a little…

Just like he was before.

Even if some things are more than enough, it is now that Tyrion understands what kind of situation he was in the past?

So.

Sometimes Tyrion even has to suppress his character to do things.

For example, appease this elf.

“I…”

“It doesn’t matter.” Another voice interrupted Evelyn.

A snake man who looked like wings and had a snake as hair appeared in front of Evelyn’s eyes.

Moras lifted Evelyn’s head with an outstretched hand.

Let Evelyn take a good look at them.

Look ahead.

That’s when it is.

Evelyn saw a scene she couldn’t believe in her life.

She saw a huge purple figure with multiple horns, imprisoned by sixty-six glowing chains.

And the figure in captivity.

His breath Evelyn could never have forgotten in her life.

Color.

Prince Joy was actually imprisoned in this barbaric place!

“See?”

A terrifying-looking monster that resembles a creation of chaos crawls out from behind a barren rock.

“That’s our goal, Sigma, you did a good job and brought us an elf, a living elf.”

“It gives us hope.”

Mareon said as he retreated to his barren rock.

“Child, listen, you are hope, you are our hope this time, do you see? Our enemies of extermination. ”

Tigris who had spoken at the beginning raised his scepter and pointed at the imprisoned sins.

“He is now imprisoned by us, but even though He has become our prisoner, he says that what he eats has not yet been vomited.”

“Child, you have to listen to me, I don’t know exactly how long ago, but that was when the world was destroyed.”

“Damn the sin devoured almost all of our clansmen, and all the elves we knew were swallowed by the sins, which means that all our current clansmen are in the belly of the sins!”

“Now, there are only four of us left in this world, and there is an elf who is accompanied by the forest, which means that there are only five of us left.”

“Well, I’m going to interrupt here.” Trivican said when he heard this.

“I’ll ask you, I can understand that you two are elves, but what about those two? How do I feel like they really don’t look like elves? ”

Trivican reached out to the mother and son, Mareon and Moras.

Truly.

One is like a Medusa with wings, and the other is like a chaotic creature.

These two really give the feeling of not being elves.

This is the same as the spirit race can’t even fight with eight poles. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

“Shut up ogre!”

Trivican’s words made a nameless anger rise in Tigris’s heart.

Who is he?

The god of magic, half of the master of the Light Realm, and the other half of the master is his brother.

And who is Trivicom?

Tigris certainly didn’t know that Astarte existed.

But like Trivican, the physique is far beyond human beings………

Tigris is not without sight.

Inferior ogres.

Therefore.

In Tigrris’s view, Trivican was nothing more than an ogre.

Letting the lowly ogre interrupt him obviously upset him.

“This elf is Trivican please come back, Tigris, speak and hope to pay attention, he also has merit.”

Sigma senses Tigris and then threatens Tigris as well.

“Sigma, you should take care of your ogre friend.”

Tigris couldn’t help but curse, and then continued to explain to Evelyn.

“After the evil devoured the elves, we awakened after a long slumber.”

“Because we were the incarnation of the eight winds at that time, we gained great power.”

“We became gods, of course, and that doesn’t matter what we’re talking about now.”

Tigris pointed his scepter at Moras again.

“Her name is Moras, and she used to be an elf.”

“Now too.” Moras twisted his snake body and made a feminine pose.

But obviously.

Moras’s current demagoguery could not be of use to anyone present.

“She, like most of our fellow elves, is devoured by lust.”

“But there were too many elves devoured by the lust, so Moras was not fully digested at that time.”

“After that, Moras 5.1 crawled out of the body of the sin and appeared in front of us.”

“Therefore we can conclude that the lust has not completely digested our fellow citizens, child, although I do not know where you came and what kind of elves you belonged to in the past.”

“But I now hope that for the sake of the future of the elven race, we need to save our compatriots from the belly of the lustful sins.”

“This sounds a bit difficult, how do I do it?” Trivican already knew the result, so she jokingly gave Tigris a look, she couldn’t wait to see Evelyn’s fearful look.

“Ogre, you asked right this time, kid.”

Tigris took Evelyn’s hand.

“You need to go into the belly of the sin with Moras and find the souls of our fellow citizens.”

“After that, child, you just need to bring out the elven soul in the belly of the lust.”