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When he walked in, Emileian was carefully looking at the gift from the elves, the elf mother tree branch.

The mother elf branch contains powerful life energy. Even if the mother elf branch is not as long as a palm and is only as thick as a little finger, the magic power of the wood element emitted from it is enough to make the moisture and air in the entire room surge.

Fortunately, the elf mother branch was well packed by the elves with magic patterns that isolate the magic power to isolate the elf mother branch from the outside world. Otherwise, when the elf mother branch comes into contact with water and air, it will grow rapidly and take root in the The Merman Palace at this moment.

"Yar, come to us, what's the matter?"

Damon walked in, leading Elliott behind him, and closed the door.

"How did you bring him? How is his body?"

Emileian walked up to Elliott, reached out and attached his hand to Elliott who was concentrating on eating, and checked the magic power in Elliott's body.

Although he didn't like Elliott, Elliott was rescued by Damon. Since Damon wanted to protect him, Emileian would do his best to help Damon.

Damon told Yimilian about casting the long sword and finding Leicester for divination: "Lester said that Elion's turning point was on this journey, so I brought him along. , Moreover, Elliott's disguise after adding the devil's horn is so fake that those elves can't tell that he is Elliott."

Emileian nodded: "Indeed, if I hadn't gotten along with the current Elliott in the abyss hell, I would never have discovered that this devil-looking guy was actually Elliott, the former elf saint guide."

After checking Elion's magic power, Emileian was slightly puzzled: "It seems that his magic power has slowed down?"

"Yes, since a few days ago, the speed of his mana consumption has suddenly decreased, and I don't know what happened... However, it is always a good thing to be able to live for a few more days."

Damon touched Elliott's head pitifully.

Elliott doesn't know at all now that he is near the end of his life, and he is even eating happily.

"The elf mother branch sent by the elves may be able to help him..."

Emileian raised his eyes and looked at Elliott who was still eating slowly with a piece of pastry. He carefully handed the magic pattern bottle containing the elf mother branch to Elliott in front of him.

But it's a pity that Elliott's mother branch wasn't even as attractive to Elliott as the pastry. Elliott didn't even raise his eyes, and ate the pastry by himself.

But Damon saw the abnormality that happened to Elliott.

"Ellion's magic power!"

When I put all my attention on Elliott, I can find that the magic power that was originally overflowing on Elliott has been slowly repaired under the life force of the elf mother branch.

If Elliott just now was a wooden barrel riddled with holes, and the water in the barrel was slowly flowing out, and it had already been lost in sevens and eighties, now the elf mother branch is the gap in Elliott's magic power. They were repaired one by one, and the overflowing ground didn't have much magic power, and now it has stopped passing.

Damon saw with his own eyes that Elliott, who had pale lips, gradually recovered a little anger, and reached out to touch the unconscious Elliott's head.

"Wow?"

Elliott looked up at Damon blankly with pastry crumbs hanging from his mouth.

Damon smiled, wiped the pastry from the corner of his mouth, and stuffed him another piece of jerky: "Eat slowly."

Damon turned back and smiled at Emilia: "The elf mother branch has repaired a lot of Elliott's body, and now he can live longer than before. Thank you, Yar."

Emileian nodded, and put the magic pattern bottle in his hand aside, with a little worry on his face: "The elf mother branch is the treasure of the elves, and the elves can give this kind of thing to the mermaids to show their weakness. They are afraid of the power of the Emerald Merman, but I always feel that they may have other intentions."

Damon followed Ymileian's gaze and landed on the branch of the elf mother, and he could feel the powerful power on it: "Indeed, the elves sent this kind of treasure definitely not just for peace, the one named Murphy The elf, I always feel that there is a strange feeling about him..."

"You feel it too?" Emileian's eyes lit up, and he said to Damon: "To tell you the truth, I asked you to bring Elion for the purpose of healing him with the elf mother branch. I still want to verify one thing."

"what's up?"

Emileian releases magic power. As a merman, the water flow can be manipulated by them at will just like their limbs and bones. Now Emiliaan releases magic power in the water flow, and the cleansing magic power follows Elliott The wood-attribute magical power belonging to the elves slowly spread throughout the Merman Palace.

"The magic power of each creature is unique. Even twins of the same mother cannot have the same magic power fluctuations, but I can feel similar magic power fluctuations from Murphy as Elliott."

When Damon heard Emileian express the same feelings as he did at the beginning, he had an amazing thought in his heart: "You mean..."

Emilian nodded: "The mermaids were born in the water and died in the water. In the water, we can capture the details that ordinary people tend to ignore, and the flow of thoughts is similar to the flow of water. The research of the mermaids on the flow of thoughts can be said to be The most precise race in the world."

Emileian stretched out his hand and waved his palm in the water, and the dark blue magic power was conveyed along Emileian's fingers to his flow of thoughts: "Sure enough, in Murphy's body, I felt that there were two strands in his body. The flow of thoughts that cannot be merged, and the extra flow of thoughts is the same flow of thoughts as the wave of Elion's magic power."

"It should be that the elves transplanted Elliott's flow of thoughts to Murphy's body, and the magic power of Murphy's body fed back to Elliott's body, so the overflow of Elliott's magic power suddenly decreased!"

Damon's face burst into joy: "Hahahaha, I didn't expect that I was still worrying about how to find Elliott's thought flow, and it was so close at hand!"

Elliott was frightened by Daemon's sudden change of expression, and the jerky in his hand poked his gums, and he hummed in discomfort: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Damon reached out and touched Elliott's short hair, smiling so hard that he couldn't see his eyes: "Did you hear that, Elliott, you can return to normal!"

"Woooo?"

What responded to Damon was Elliott's blank expression. Elliott, who didn't understand what Damon was happy about, just stuffed the jerky in his hand into his mouth and continued to chew.

Emileian looked at the ecstatic Damon, and couldn't help laughing: "You really care about him, but the elf Murphy is not so easy to deal with, if you want to get rid of him It takes a long-term plan to regain Elliott's flow of thought."

Daemon's eyes rolled and his tone was firm: "Instead of waiting for them to come to your door, I should take the initiative to attack. The centuries-old hatred between elves and demons also needs to be settled."

Not long after, Damon took Eleon away and returned to the banquet.

Although Damon hadn't been away for a long time, the elves who paid close attention to him at the banquet quickly noticed his presence.

Damon naturally felt Murphy's eyes on him since he appeared, and arranged for Asmodeus to take Eleon down to watch him carefully. Damon walked towards Mo Fei who was coming towards him. Fei.

"Master Demon King, it's our first meeting. I have heard the reputation of Demon King Daemon many times in the elves, but this is the first time I have a face-to-face conversation with you."

Murphy nodded slightly at Damon.

Damon smiled: "Indeed, I don't have much dealings with you elves, and I have only been to Linghuan Forest once. If you want to talk about the more familiar elves, it is the time when Elliott, the elf saint guide, and I get along. A little longer."

The expression on Damon's face was not obvious at all, but every word he said was talking about the filth and filth in the dark of the elves.

The only time he went to the Linghuan Forest, Damon knew that the elves had been hunting the demons and the captured demons to breed hybrid newborns, and even made a big fuss in the Linghuan Forest that time, and survived unscathed left there.

And Elliott, the former holy guide, was an unspeakable failure of the elves. They looked down on Elliott but still took advantage of Elliott's ability. All the existence that can be used is squeezed dry.

He was talking about old things with a smile on his lips, but Damon paid attention to Murphy's expression every time he said a word, trying to find some guilt and guilt from his face.

It's a pity that the elves are elves, even though they have done so many dirty things, they can still face them without changing their faces, using their noble appearance to cover up the dark heart under their skin.

"Then it seems that there is still too little communication between the demon clan and the elf clan. When you came to Linghuan Forest last time, I happened to be away, so I couldn't have a good communication with you." Murphy looked at Elliot curiously In the direction En left, "I just saw the demon following you. It seems that he is not in good health? If necessary, the elves can provide some healing medicine."

Damon followed Murphy's gaze to Elliott's direction, and didn't lose his sense of proportion just because Elliott was noticed, and smiled easily: "That's a leader in the demon army. The Merman King was in the abyss hell before The Shark King gave him a lot of help when he lived there, and this time he specially brought him here to thank the Shark King, as for his physical problems, the Shark King and I already have a solution."

Murphy was indeed curious about Elliott, but his current image could not connect Murphy with Elliott Elliott at all, so he just wondered what the demon had to do with the mermaids.

Murphy smiled, "If that's the case, then I'm at ease."

Just as the two were making false claims, a voice came from behind Damon.

"I have long heard that Murphy of the elves is a leader among the elves, and has even made more outstanding achievements than the original Elliott. I finally saw it today. It really deserves its reputation——"

You don't need to turn around to know it's Moen. When Damon heard this voice, the redness on his face that disappeared just now came back a little.

He winked at Mo En with his eyes: now is not the time.

Seeing the meaning in Damon's eyes, Moen whispered in Damon's ear as he walked past him, "I'm just here to help."

After passing by Damon, Moen greeted Murphy with his usual expression.

Only Damon's auricles were flushed red from Moen's breathing in his ears just now.