Immediately afterwards. The departure of the Black Dragon Emperor and the dragons revived the elves' fleet. The elves who survived the catastrophe and the admiral of the royal fleet commanded the fleet and flew towards the capital of the elves. And the news of "the birth of a new black dragon emperor", no matter in terms of strategic significance or other aspects, will inevitably spread through the mouth of the elves, selling fear to other races. "Drenched..." Returning to the fleet meeting room where the Black Dragon Emperor had just stayed, Alice Krumin rubbed her shoulders and sat in the seat where Goreth had sat. Nothing good happened to her today. The "God Ascension Ceremony" plan failed to come true, and even encountered the greatest crisis in history - facing the enemy's final boss. Being able to live well without dying alone is simply a miracle among miracles. ——Although I was frightened a lot. "...?"

Alice Krumin suddenly felt something "something" in the palm of the white jade-like arm resting on the seat. She moved her palm away, leaving a crimson and black emblem engraved with a strange dragon pattern on the emerald green chair. This is something that shouldn't exist, Alice Krummin can be sure. Half of it is a wave that symbolizes darkness, and the front is the image of a dragon, with half of its wings withered and half shining brightly, carving and painting scenes that make her uncomfortable. The important thing is that this dragon emblem exudes the same feeling as the Black Dragon Emperor just now! "Leave your own scales, and what you said, are you trying to imply that I should do something......" Alice Krumin tore off the dragon scale that turned into a badge, held it in her hand and looked at it. If the creator of the elves is the "Emperor of Dragons"...16. As soon as an idea pops up, it immediately sinks in. Even if he doesn't have much respect for God Himaria in his heart, such a thought is simply rebellious, and even violates the common sense of being a child of the race. The gods create races in their own image, and races serve their own gods. This is a truth that has remained unchanged throughout the ages. But by coincidence, Alice Krumin did not choose to throw away the scale of the Black Dragon Emperor, or hand it over to the Imperial Research Institute. Instead, he carried it in his chest at all times. Even Alice Krummin didn't know that the icy temperature emitted by that scale was just like her heart that was gradually cooling down and was involved in the righteousness of the ethnic group. When the fuse is lit, it will inevitably erupt completely. At this moment, most of the elves don't know that the main flagship team they sent to the front has encountered the most dangerous and cruel Dragon Emperor of the Dragon Clan. For those who are higher in the elves, they are all waiting for the result of the battle to gain bargaining chips. As long as there is no unexpected situation, no one will believe that the Royal Fleet will be completely defeated.

Therefore, after a brief contact, Goreth's appearance and disappearance were not noticed by any elf-species fleet. Instead, the news of "a new black dragon emperor" was secretly circulating, confirming his identity. the other side. On the edge of the plane farther from this tormented battlefield, through the blockade of the etheric sea of ​​red ashes, in the dark sky there are behemoths orbiting the "capital of elves" "Mother of Wings" Edra Fenria. Similar to the black shadow of a bird in the white clouds, the appearance of a huge white bird, noble, elegant, intelligent, beautiful, almost integrated with nature, with all kinds of incredible, super-giant fantasy monsters that make people feel that the laws of physics have been rewritten— - Known as the winged mother, the "divine beast" after the winged spirit is realized. As one of the fantasy mythical beasts, Edra Fenlia not only has the simple identity of "a divine beast. More importantly, it is also the patron saint of Alder, carrying the "spiritual elves" who are active on the edge of this plane, monitoring the movements near the etheric sea. During the war, it can also be called a mobile war fortress full of "weapons". However, it may be the order of the "Elf Emperor". Since the past "Mother of Wings" Edra Fenlia has been recognized by other races, she has never participated in any battles, nor will she use her excess power. Innocence roams the sky like a fantasy behemoth. The ones who are really responsible for the battle are the cute girls on its back. "Ah! The sisters are back!" "Really! Has my sister returned after completing the task..." "I don't know which evil dragon king Sister Yitriris cut off this time? I think it will be the "Dragon King of the Underworld" Rael Ora. "Huh? I think it's not impossible to bring a higher Dragon King's head with the real strength of Elder Sister Yitriris, right?" "But Elder Sister Yitriris has only one person to investigate the missing fleet this time, um, it's a bit difficult..." "Oh! It's possible that Elder Sister Yitriris has secretly investigated the whereabouts of the "Emperor" of the Dragon Clan. This time, she must want to hunt alone secretly, right?" Chirping, girls like nightingales. On the top of the gorgeous crescent palace on the back of this unreasonable "beast", or float, or sit down [all colors are young elf girls who are so beautiful that they can suffocate. They wear pure white long skirts that follow the curves of the body, short skirts that bloom like blooming flowers, and crowns made of silk of light protruding from the ring floating above the head. Completely looks like an elf angel. In fact, they are indeed angels. ——Ten Angels of the Tree of Life of the Elf Pantheon. Born from the "Sacred Tree of Life" located in the center of the "Garden of Eden", through the ultimate wisdom channel composed of ten circles and 22 paths, you can go through the meditation until the crown layer. Every circle has archangels who guard and guide people, and their embodiment is the girls in front of them. In addition, the guardians of the tree of life can be accurately divided into: three pillars, ten original substances, four worlds, twenty-two paths and other guardian structures. The three pillars refer to the three goddesses, and Himalia, the goddess of the forest, is one of them. The ten original qualities refer to the ten angels, that is, the ten elf girls wearing pure white light crowns, each effervescently beautiful. The four worlds refer to the four major domains where the elves are located, similar to the special area of ​​"Gesarand" Dragon Island in the Dragon Dimension, and also has the importance of the origin of the Star Dragon Mother Crystal Canyon||.

The twenty-two paths represent the cultivation system, just like the level of magic and the level of life. It means that if you want to enter the tree of life and return to eternal life, you must first overcome the temptation of demons, and at the end you must make a final breakthrough. Only those who have the power to surpass the "Gods (Angels)" can succeed in the next stage, and reach the final "Twenty-two Stages of Art", which is the only main god. The elves, who are purely to protect the "spirituality", have become a "weapon"-like killing race during the war. However, they don't think it's wrong to kill and be killed, hate and be hated, with the concept of covering the sky and the earth with war until the end of time. The process of aliens gaining salvation. That is, to kill the enemy is to make the enemy realize that his behavior is wrong, and killing is the process of redemption. For such girls with beautiful faces unmatched by almost all races, it seems that the world is explaining the truth that "the more beautiful things are, the more harmful they are" During the exchange of the beautiful "ten original" elf girls and angels, the sister Futrilis in their words descended from the sky. Wearing the same long dress made of pure white, and a ring of light floating above the head, but this elf has more swaying feathers on his wrists, which looks slimmer than other elves, a complete royal sister image. Her long emerald green hair was draped over her shoulders unadorned, and the halo on her head was more complicated than that of all elf girls. The most eye-catching thing was the horn that came from the depths of her hair. She symbolizes the "crown" in the "ten essences" as the source of creation, the source of pure existence, and the source of vitality. The representative number is 1 and the color is white. However, her complexion is not very good, it seems that she has encountered a much more difficult opponent than imagined. ...... Get out of the way a little bit. " It seems that there is some reason, Etrilith, who returned today, does not seem to be in high spirits. She gently pushed aside the nine sisters who greeted her, and flew alone to their lord——"God of Elves" Corvid Morse, crowned king of the kingdom of Alder, symbolizing magic, arts and crafts and the god of music. One of the three gods of the elf gods, second only to the "main god" and the goddess of the forest, Himalia. Its strength and status are equivalent to the "Dragon God" of the Dragon Clan. The cute elf girls looked at each other, not knowing what happened. 730 "Could it be... Sister Itriris is in any trouble?" "But in terms of strength alone, even an ordinary dragon king can't be the opponent of Sister Yitriris..." The reason for Ytriris's unsightly complexion is of course not the simple reason of "Dragon King of the Underworld" Rael Ola, the new generation's high-ranking dragon king. Shuttle between the complex Crescent Palace, Yitriris came to the highest position of "Mother of Suan" in a short while. There is also the seat of Alder's crowned king. On the floating pure white stone steps, Yitriris stopped "flying" and landed, and walked towards the palace step by step. The magnificent giant gate, the gorgeous stone pillar carvings of the day. Ytriris's footsteps became lighter and lighter, and finally stopped in front of a handsome blond male god. Finally, she stopped and knelt down before the gods. ""The Last Sword"...It seems that you are not in a good mood?" A proud voice echoed in the hall.

On the throne was an elf male with long golden hair and slender ears, about forty meters tall. He himself seems to be explaining the simple concept of "elegance", even if it is just a small gesture, it can exude endless charm, and regardless of gender, even if it is a dragon, it will have endless affection for it. Of course, it's just pure appreciation of art-like elegance, pure rationality, and endless good looks, excluding sexual desire. The reason is simple, he is the god of art, not the god of Slaanesh. Even so, it is also the strongest race - "a member of the gods. A true world powerhouse! "Yes, my lord." Yitriris, who symbolizes the "crown" and "last sword", lowered her jaw slightly, expressing her supreme respect for her lord. "When I went out to support and defeat the enemy dragon king "Dragon King of the Underworld", I was about to succeed......" "That means you fail, don't you?" Corvid Morse, who symbolizes "wisdom" and "supreme father", stared slightly, raised his palm, put it on the side of the chair, and propped up his chin.