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On the elf mother tree in Linghuan Forest, the elves sang hopeful songs and prayed for the new year.

Elliott was supposed to be among them, but after he returned to the clan from the center of the Emerald Lake and told the patriarch that he had encountered a demon in the heart of the Emerald Lake, the patriarch's request made him entangled, even in He couldn't pull himself together at the jubilant New Year's celebrations.

The wooden branches behind Einl meandered, sending her to Elliot who was hiding on the most remote branch of the elf mother tree.

"Ellion. My boy."

Einl looked at Elliott, who was leaning on the branch of the mother tree with his eyes closed, and softly called his phosphorus frame

Elliott opened his eyes in surprise, those red eyes were full of bewilderment at the sudden affection: "The patriarch...?"

No wonder Elliott was surprised. Einr is an elf, and she is also the most powerful and noble existence of the elves. If there is anything she loves most, it must be the elves and the plant creatures in the world. As for her flesh and blood relatives , always at the bottom.

After Elliott was born, she never called Elliott as a child, and her attitude towards Elliott was like a tool used by a superior, and only Elliott performed his duties as a tool For example, going to the royal family of the human race to control the power of the human race for the elves to use, Einel would give him a stingy smile.

So when Elliot heard that his mother called him by such a name, he was both satisfied and scared.

Einr sat on the branch stool that was automatically entwined with wooden branches, and looked down at Ai Luen: "My child, are you still worried about the previous decision in the clan?"

The mother's expression...that meant no one could comment.

Elliot gritted his teeth, held his hands, and for the first time objected to Einl, who never dared to say "no": "Yes. I know that eradicating demons and strengthening the elves is the most important thing in the history of our family. task, but I-"

"You don't want to sacrifice everything for the elves?"

Einr was smiling, his eyes reflected Elliott's appearance, but they were full of frost.

"I, my mother, and more elves, all sacrificed their everything for the elves, and now you are here."

"I know." Eleon hung his head weakly and closed his red eyes.

"Now, it's your turn," Einr stretched out his hand and stroked Elliott's head, like what a mother often does to her children, but because Einr had never done this before, her movements were very subtle. Stiff, "My child, you have no chance to refuse."

Elliott said nothing, just nodded silently.

He compromised, for the elves, for his mother.

Even knowing that his mother was just confusing him with the affection he longed for and threatening him with the life and death of the elves, he compromised.

"Good boy."

Einl showed a third satisfied smile to Elliott. Unfortunately, Elliott closed his eyes and didn't see what he had been longing for.

"Let's go, the elves are praying and singing for the new year, together."

Einr pulled Elliott towards the elves who were snuggling up on the mother tree and singing.

"Yes, patriarch."

Elliott pulled out a formulaic smile, hid his thoughts under the mask, and participated in the elves harmoniously, as if everything just now had never happened.

+ + + +

With the end of the New Year's celebration, the leisurely days of Abyss Hell are gradually coming to an end. In order to resist the upcoming knight training, Abyss Hell has entered a stage of intensive preparations.

The fireworks in Passy at the New Year's Celebration can be said to have earned enough attention. On the second day, the magic cannon laboratory established by the dwarves and the demons was established in the abyss hell.

The core members of the magic cannon laboratory: the dwarf Percy, the apprentices Cook and Robles, and all the little devils of the magic pattern team.

Non-staff support staff: Damon, Urga, Emileian.

The main research goal of the magic cannon laboratory is to fuse a proper amount of magic power to form a huge blow to the enemy through the magic cannon. Simply put, it is to create magic cannonballs.

When Passy researched the fireworks, he had already come up with some relationship between the ratio of magic power, and the fireworks produced had a long time to explode, but the explosion strength was not optimistic. Even slimes can't be killed.

Of course, fireworks are essentially ornamental creations, and the less lethal the better.

But since the magic cannon is going to be made, now it is necessary to further figure out the ratio of the magic power on the basis of the previous research results of Percy to obtain the maximum explosion intensity.

The little devils in the magic pattern group are the most familiar existences besides Damon who are familiar with the magic pattern inherited by demons. Their magic power should not be underestimated now, and they can let Percy use their magic power to output the magic cannon to the greatest extent. ratio is calculated.

It's just that there are often little demons whose mana is exhausted by Percy, a guy who only cares about research and doesn't care about mana consumption. In the end, he can only lie on the ground and wait for the mana to recover while gnawing on the blue flame flower.

Damon mentioned this matter to Passy more than once, telling him not to be too strict with the little devils, but to combine work with rest.

However, when Jack and Lucas saw that their magic power reserves were increased due to the high consumption of magic power, those little devils became more active one by one, and they would not give up until they ran out of magic power every time.

Damon had no choice but to send more blue flame flowers to the little devils so that they could replenish their magic power in time.

And the three Damons are supporting from the side, in case the magic cannon explodes and hurts the little devil or destroys the surrounding landform illusion.

With their help, Percy's research is progressing steadily. Later, the research has gradually become safe and does not need Damon's assistance. Keep everyone safe in the lab.

And Damon didn't stay idle, he had one more thing to do besides training the demon army.

The Abyss Hell has undergone earth-shaking changes since the last knight experience. If the Paladins come to the Abyss Hell and see the Abyss Hell with rows of houses and animals and plants everywhere, they will definitely raise their vigilance.

Therefore, he had to hide all of this under the illusion, and make the paladin think that the devil is still a savage in the sky, so that he can be too sensitive and caught off guard!

However, now Daemon is facing the base map of the demon territory, frowning and thinking: "If you build the phantom magic pattern in the entire abyss hell, such a large project cannot be completed even if all the demons add up, and you can't rush for quick success."

"If the target range is narrowed to within 30 meters around the demon territory, it may be possible to try."

Damon calculated his own magic power, looking for magic patterns that could be applied, and calculated on paper how long it would take to cover all the demon territory. Before he knew it, half a day had passed.

Today was when Damon went to Emileian to treat him. Emiliaan noticed that the time had been delayed for a long time, and thought that something happened to Damon, so he came to the Demon King's castle without authorization.

In order to facilitate the movement of Imilian, Damon has connected the Tiandong Lake with all the surrounding water canals, and even introduced a circle of water in the castle of the devil, so that Imilian can freely enter and exit the castle of the devil.

After all, Yimilian is still a patient. He often stays alone in Tiandong Lake, which is not good for the patient's mental health. Although he can conjure his legs to move, it is not the normal way of moving for mermaids. Miriaan's movement speed is more than three times that of land movement, which is more convenient.

Coupled with the recent busyness, Damon couldn't take care of Emiliaan all the time, so he asked Emiliaan to come directly to the Demon King's Castle to find him if he had something to do.

When Emiliaan came in, Damon was immersed in the calculations, and he didn't notice that there was an extra person in the Demon King's castle.

"The overall area of ​​the devil's territory is..., drawing one square meter of magic pattern requires magic power..., no, no, no, the effect of this kind of magic pattern is easy to be seen through by the holy knights, especially the elf, which requires a more powerful illusion. To be able to fool the entire Holy Knight Order..."

Emileian heard what Damon was muttering to himself, and immediately understood why Damon was worrying.

"Damon, I, help..."

When Emileian spoke, Damon suddenly pulled his thoughts away from the calculation.

Before Damon opened his mouth, he saw Emiliaan gently brushing a curtain of water waves towards Damon's direction. The water waves were like a projection board in his hands, showing a beautiful illusion on it at will.

"That is……"

Damon was surprised to see the scene in the center of the emerald lake that he had seen in the illusion of Ymiliaan appeared in the water curtain.

"Come on, try."

Damon stretched out his hand and put his fingers into the water-colored world. He instantly felt that his fingers had really entered the center of the Emerald Lake. When the small fish swimming in the water touched Damon's fingers, , spread out in shock, and Damon also felt the touch of his fingers being skipped by fish scales.

"Is this an illusion...? No, it's almost like reality."

Damon touched a water coral in his hallucination, and the smooth and rugged touch made him dazed for a while.

"I, good at, illusion, I, help."

Emilia Ann spoke word by word.

"You mean, you are good at using phantom magic patterns?!" Damon was pleasantly surprised. He was worried about magic patterns, but Ymilian told him that there was a person who was good at phantom magic patterns beside him? !

This is literally sleepy sent pillows!

"Imilian, you really surprised me! How far can your phantom magic pattern go?" Damon eagerly pulled Emilian's palm.

Emileian only said four words: "Ye, Fake, Chaos, True."

Damon was immediately ecstatic, and picked up the blueprint of "Progress Plan of Hell's Super-Large Wide-area Illusionary Magic Pattern" written on the table, and pulled Yimilian to start planning.

"You see, the scope of the abyss hell is too large. I have reduced the scope of drawing magic lines to around the demon territory, as long as..."

"Uh..." When Damon's eyes met Emileian's, he suddenly realized that he was still half-blind: "Sorry, I forgot, your current situation..."

Now a very serious problem lies between the plan and the reality. The Abyss Hell is a completely unfamiliar place to him. To draw such a huge magic pattern here is simply a problem for him...

Dimon stretched out his hand and poked his head in embarrassment: "I was impatient for a while, and I didn't realize that this approach is really embarrassing you..."

"No, I can," Emiliaan pursed his lips and smiled, his water-colored eyes looked vaguely at the demon in front of him, he stretched out his slender fingers and pointed at Damon: "As long as, you, help me. "