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The ground suddenly shook slightly, and a creature that looked like a deer rushed out of the forest and ran past several elves as if fleeing.

This was just the beginning, as more and more Drilara beasts emerged from the depths of the forest.

"Whatever that is! We must get out of here now!"

The leading high elf sensed that something terrible was about to attack, turned back and shouted, then fled with the strange beasts.

A strange torrent swept in from the depths of the forest. A blue light shone through the torrent, and it engulfed everything in its path like a hemorrhagic flood.

The sense of crisis sounded a huge alarm in the hearts of every living creature, forcing them to flee for their lives.

"Fly with magic!"

"But Drilara can't fly!"

"How can I care so much now!?"

This time, all the magicians in the elf team took out their auxiliary magic books, chanted the spell, and all the elves immediately flew into the air.

However, the torrent was more than a thousand feet high and its speed was several times faster than the speed at which the elves could fly.

Feeling the strong magic power behind him, the elf flying at the end looked back and saw only the moment when the torrent swallowed him up.

The changes in the Drilila Forest soon alarmed the outposts outside the forest, and the news was also passed to the capital of the Saixi Kingdom.

"That should be the substance formed by the soul of the fallen earth guardian of Drilara. It also erupted once three thousand years ago. Don't worry too much. It will fade away on its own."

An old elf wearing gold-rimmed glasses purchased from the Kingdom of Zen said tremblingly while holding a scroll that exuded a sacred aura.

"This is different! You should see the scene with your own eyes! The entire Drililla was devoured! There were many strange screams in it!"

A dignified-looking male elf wearing exquisite armor paced back and forth, and said with a grim face after hearing the old elf's words.

"Calm down, General Kraus. Trust the judgment of an old elf like me. This is just a natural disaster. Don't make a big deal out of it."

The old elf was very calm and took a sip of the tea beside him.

Just as the elf called Kras was about to say something, the room they were in was suddenly pushed open, and at the same time, an elf walked in gracefully with his head slightly raised, saying:

"Mr. Figol is right. This is just a natural disaster. The two kingdom guardians have already confirmed that it is something from three thousand years ago. There is nothing special about it. General, go and call your people back."

"Did the two kingdom guardians say it's safe?" asked Kras.

The elf who came in did not answer directly, but said:

"General Kras, the Saixi Kingdom has been hit by too many accidents recently. Both the Elf King and the ministers of the House of Representatives need to adjust themselves and stop causing trouble for them."

He is a close minister to the Elf King, and what he says is basically the Elf King's opinion.

Kras's men are organizing the evacuation of civilians in the area belonging to Drilila, which will cause a lot of noise and will definitely alert other countries.

If the Elf King does not deal with it at that time, it will affect its international influence and will definitely spread a bad reputation.

But the elves who had lived in peace for a thousand years did not want to take the trouble to deal with such an incident which had a high probability of being a false alarm, so they chose to take a chance.

"But what if..."

"There is no such thing as a sure thing. Even if there is, it will not be too late to deal with it at that time. I believe in the judgment and wisdom of the Elf King."

The Elf King's close ministers turned and left.

Klaus sighed. He could only do as the other party said.

……

The city of Elijah is governed by the family of the high elves.

In the family castle in the center, a small figure shuttled among the busy elves.

Finally, the little figure grabbed the hand of an elderly male elf who was working.

Baker looked at his granddaughter helplessly and said softly, "Dilis, Ella will be back soon. Go back first. I'm very busy now."

Dilisi's eyes were filled with tears. "But they all said that mom is dead! Grandpa, can you go and bring mom back?"

Baker's face flashed with pain, but he still said, "Dilis, don't believe them. I'm really busy now. I'll go get your mother when I'm done, okay?"

"Grandfather can't lie..." Dilisi's voice choked.

"I promise." Baker raised his hand as if swearing.

Then he asked a servant to take Dilis away.

As the busiest elder in the family, Baker was sad about the death of a daughter, but as a warrior, he could bear the pain.

Besides, he didn't have a deep relationship with Ella, so when he learned that Ella might have died in the Drilara Forest, he just felt a little distressed.

He has many children and it is difficult to give them all the love they deserve.

……

Drilara.

The original forest had completely disappeared, replaced by terrifying black cumulus clouds that blocked all vision like dough squeezed between heaven and earth.

On a collapsed outpost, three figures stood, none other than Sarora, Roaring and Devouring.

"I didn't expect the Ocean Song would hide something like this here. It's really shocking."

Roaring and gasping.

"Now is not the time to sigh. Hurry and help find the entrance that Ocean Song mentioned."

The eyes that devoured decay were like searchlights, constantly scanning the front.

"I don't have your ability, so you should do it."

Roar showed no intention of helping.

"With our bodies, can't we just pass through it?" Salola said impatiently.

"Yes! Of course, but ladies first." Roar happily made a gesture of invitation.

Sarola snorted and showed no intention of trying.

"found it!"

Swallow suddenly shouted, and Roar and Salola looked in the direction Swallow pointed.

There was no entrance blocked by thick fog, but Roar and Salora both believed in the power of devouring.

Three figures approached the area wrapped in fog.

Swallow walked in first, and the other two followed behind.

Sure enough, there was a pipe in the fog that was just big enough for one person to pass through.

The dark blue passage looked somewhat beautiful, but the three inhuman monsters did not dare to get too close to the surrounding walls.

The Song of the Sea has sternly warned us not to touch this thing.

The three of them knew how vast the Dririla Forest was, and the journey was destined to be long.

They did not dare to use too much strength to speed up their journey. After all, the power maintaining this passage was not strong.

The passage is not completely invisible. Occasionally there will be a dead end, or the passage may be larger or smaller.

This all suggests that the channel was formed naturally, but in reality it was calculations that led to it by the Song of the Sea.

Occasionally, dead creatures could be seen through the outer wall of the passage, and Roar would admire them every time.