Chapter 877 (1/2)
Under the cloud canopy tree in the center of the fog moon court, the gray pupil boy in the camp sat cross legged on the ground, and carefully wiped the Dragon Knight's gun in his hand without expression.
Behind him, Peter FASA suddenly patted him on the shoulder.
”What's the matter?” ruthen snorted impatiently - he never liked these night watchmen, even if they were Lord Loren's friends.
Peter, who didn't care, put his wand across in front of him and pointed to it: ”see?”
”Well... I see.”
Ruthen said coldly.
The silver gray eyes narrowed into a slit and shot across the edge of the Wand - a dozen gathered young war dancers were looking at them and whispering.
”How much do you think?”
”How many... There are more than a dozen on the front and about a dozen on both sides. The group behind is almost more than 20... The ones behind can't be seen clearly.”
Ruthen said faintly.
”It seems that the elves in the fog moon court are more enthusiastic than those in the morning star forest.” Peter whispered as if joking, ”are you sure?”
”Hold?” Leng hum, and the gray pupil boy fiercely forced the linen cloth wiping the sword in his hand and divided it into two at the tip of the sword:
”I can't wait!”
Peter chuckled. Lauren's bodyguard was really a breathless fellow.
Just like Vera.
Peter FASA's eyes suddenly dimmed a little when he thought of this - Vera, after sailing with the one armed oath knight for three years, has still not heard from him.
Where is she now? Can she get used to the food on the sea? Is she sick... Peter, full of wishful thinking, bit his teeth.
Originally... If it wasn't for the order from the sky palace, the people who went to sea with the oath Knight should be themselves.
While he was still blaming himself, his face suddenly changed. He got up quickly and slowly with the gray pupil behind him, leaned against his back and looked around.
”An enemy is approaching!”
While holding the hilt of the sword at his waist and holding the gun of the Dragon Knight, Lucian looked at the enemy, lowered his voice and roared, ”Byrne, form an array and prepare for the battle --!”
As soon as the voice fell, the scattered Byrne Knights immediately retreated into the camp, put up their big swords and formed a loose but tight circular array.
Soon, scattered loose but steady footsteps gathered from all directions of the camp.
One war dancer after another appeared one by one from the treetops, alleys and the end of the street, blocking the small camp.
A pair of cold eyes surrounded them in the center with a murderous spirit.
”What's going on?” Peter FASA's heart sank, and his expression was a little stunned and uneasy: ”ain just went in. Not long ago, the negotiation has just begun.”
”What's the use of asking? Either the talk broke down, or...”
Lucian opened his mouth coldly, and his eyes were full of hot killing intention: ”it's the trap that lures us to the bait!”
”Go on, kill all the invaders of these empires!”
A young war dancer standing in the front excitedly raised his spear and shouted to his partners behind him: ”kill them all and win real freedom and future for the elves!”
”Freedom and the future -!!!”
”Rattle --!”
At the moment of shouting, there was the sound of sharp blades coming out of their scabbard in the air.
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”Huh?”
In the foothold of the morning star forest, Luca, who had just returned from the cloud canopy tree, subconsciously raised his head and narrowed his eyes.
The war dancers in the surrounding morning star forest also vaguely noticed something and turned their eyes to the direction of the sound.
”That's...”
Just when the middle-aged elf and a group of morning star Lin Zhan dancers were still confused, the panicked Female Elf Leia had rushed from the cloud canopy tree and even threw down her long gun.
”Leia?” a trace of confusion flashed from the corner of Luca's eye:
”Why are you back... The war dancer leader of the fog moon court doesn't bother you to guard in the cloud canopy tree...”
”What are you guarding? Something's wrong!” the anxious Female Elf directly robbed Luca and rushed to him with an arrow: ”that bastard deliberately transferred us away - as soon as your front feet left, his back feet ordered two war dancers in the fog moon court to monitor me!”
”What are you talking about?”
Luca immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.
”I knocked out one and took the opportunity to run away... When I just came here, I saw dozens of war dancers in the fog moon court passing by towards the cloud crown tree. I'm afraid...”