This giant dragon is so powerful!

"Is that black dragon making any movement again?"

In the northern part of the dark forest, in the center of the elven city shrouded in a super large barrier, in a palace made of several giant green trees, there are forest elves gathered one after another.

They sat on exquisite rattan chairs with leaves still growing on them, frowning and discussing.

"The dark forest was made a mess by the descendants of the black dragon. I don't know how many monsters died in the hands of those monsters. We should have driven away the black dragon long ago." The younger male elf elder spoke.

"Fighting between monsters is a natural way. However, the power of the black dragon's followers is getting bigger and bigger, and we in the Green Forest should also think about how to deal with it. If the black dragon doesn't bother us now, it won't bother us in the future. Definitely." An elf elder said calmly.

"The Crimson Nest appeared a few days ago and launched a war in the eastern part of the continent. The behavior of the black dragon may be related to the Crimson Nest. If this is the case, we in the Green Forest must not ignore it.

Thousands of years ago, the crimson disaster that swept across the continent caused heavy losses to our clan, even the leader."

An older elf elder sighed.

His words made several older elders remain silent, with angry looks flashing in their eyes.

Thousands of years ago, the Green Forest Tribe was still a large elf tribe with legendary elf powerhouses.

But during the Crimson Disaster War that swept across the continent, the legendary Elf King was defeated by the legendary green dragon ‘Clayville’ under the Crimson Mother and then eaten alive.

Clavier not only ate the legendary Elf King, he also killed and ate thousands of forest elves.

You must know that it is extremely difficult for forest elves to have children. A forest elf couple may only have one or two children in their lifetime. In addition, forest elves only reach adulthood when they are 110 years old. It is extremely difficult for the group to expand. Thousands of tribesmen were killed and injured at one time, which is already a heavy loss. It will take at least hundreds of years to recover.

After thousands of years of development regardless of world affairs, the number of forest elves in the Emerald Forest now exceeds five thousand, including those who are dying of old age and those who have just been born.

However, as long as the forest elves reach adulthood, they can basically practice the professions inherited by the ethnic group to an advanced level. This is a natural talent in their blood. Many forest elves even practice two professions at the same time, one as a melee and the other as a spell caster. , or archers, and this also resulted in the high-end combat power of the forest elves being very powerful.

The Black Wing Lair has never provoked the Green Forest because it was afraid of the power of these forest elves. Even now, if it is not necessary, Black Wing Lair does not want to launch a war against them for the little territory of the Green Forest.

"I think we can sign an alliance contract with the Black Dragon Lord."

A young male elf pondered for a long time and suddenly spoke.

His speech shocked the elf elders present, some of whom were in disbelief.

"Feng, do you know what you are talking about?" an elf elder scolded.

The young elf named ‘Wind’ nodded seriously with a serious expression, “Elders, I am not joking.

Nowadays, there are no legendary strong men in our Emerald Forest. The strongest one is the Great Elder, but he barely has the pseudo-legendary combat power. Now that the Crimson Mother is born, the continent will definitely be in turmoil. As long as our Emerald Forest survives In this land, it is inevitable to get into a fight!

How many people do we have now? How many advanced and master-level elf warriors do we have? If we continue to actively create enemies for ourselves for unclear reasons, how many elven warriors will die? "

When Feng said this, some elven elders fell into deep thought, while others were still annoyed and wanted to refute, but Feng ignored them and continued to talk to himself,

"Being kind to strange creatures is something you should do when you have spare power. If you don't have spare power, you won't even be able to protect the safety of your own people, and you will still talk about eradicating evil, saving creatures, and saving the continent. , then isn’t this cruelty to one’s own people?

The dead elf warriors also had wives and children. "

The elven elders who were originally annoyed and wanted to refute, after hearing these words, wanted to refute, but found that they seemed unable to refute, and finally choked out a sentence,

"Their wives and children will also feel that their fathers who sacrificed their lives for kindness and justice and to save living beings are great."

"Really? Then they are really ruthless." Feng said calmly, scanning the elf elder with his eyes.

"Is it something to be proud of that even one's closest relatives can lose their lives so easily and so calmly?

I would rather they cry and tell their father not to participate in the war or save lives, for no reason, just for the sake of a peaceful life for the family. "

The atmosphere in the palace was silent.

The great elf elder sitting on the main seat spoke,

"Do you have any objections to what Feng said?"

Most of the elven elders kept silent. Those who wanted to refute sighed and stopped talking when they saw this scene.

"It seems that everyone has acquiesced." The great elder stroked his neat and slender green beard, looked at the wind, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.

"Feng, let me leave this matter to you. Go to the Black Wing Lair, meet the Black Dragon King, and reach an agreement."

"Don't think about it anymore. That is a black dragon that seems to be old. Although I don't know the specific strength, it is probably not weaker than you, the great elder. If the wind is gone, if it is in danger." An elf elder hesitated.

Before the great elder could respond, Feng spoke. He said confidently,

"Thank you Elder Som for your concern, but according to my observation, this black dragon lord is not another evil black dragon. Moreover, I will also carry teleportation props. Once I encounter danger, I will escape immediately. With my strength, just escaping or No problem."

As soon as this was said, the elven elders nodded one after another, thinking it was feasible.

Feng is the most talented young generation in their Emerald Forest. Normal forest elves barely reach the advanced level at the age of 110, and it will be difficult for them to reach the master level in the next one or two hundred years. However, Feng is now 120 years old. He has reached level 16, and he is practicing two professions at the same time. The other forest shooter profession has also reached level 15. The main profession is the wind whisperer, which is the most difficult to cultivate in the Emerald Forest clan.

His strength is already stronger than many elders present here.

You must know that none of the elf elders here are less than three hundred years old, and the tallest elder and others are even more than a thousand years old.

The average lifespan of ordinary forest elves is eight hundred years. If they break through to the master level, their lifespan will be increased by hundreds of years. The Great Elder and several other eldest elf elders have basically reached an age where they will pass away at any time.

The Verdant Forest attaches great importance to its alliance with Black Wing Lair.

Feng left the Green Forest that day and headed toward the Black Wing Nest territory alone.

When arriving at the border of Black Wing Lair, Feng Xin felt something, stopped breathing, became invisible, and hid high in the trees.

Soon, a team passed by below.

Ten heavily armed goblin warriors over two meters tall, each holding a black wolfdog over two meters long, looked like they were patrolling.

The Wind Whisperer profession makes the wind very sensitive to breath, and can accurately sense the strength range of creatures weaker than itself even without using any spells.

"The Goblin warriors are at level five or six. The wolf-dog beasts are at level three or four." Feng Xin watched this scene silently.

A monster team of this strength, not to mention him, can be easily dealt with by ordinary adult elf warriors.

However, what makes the wind feel solemn is.

A few years ago, the monster team patrolling the border of Black Wing Lair was only composed of a mid-level monster warrior as the captain and nine low-level monster warriors as assistants.

Moreover, there were no such wolf-dog beasts with such sensitive smells being raised at that time.

How many years has it been? That's how much change there is.

Feng didn't think that Black Wing's Nest was guarding against their emerald forest, so it dispatched this kind of elite warrior in the human kingdom all the year round to do the boring and hard work of patrolling.

"The Black Wing Nest's strength is expanding too fast." Feng's heart tightened slightly, and he was a little worried.

After the patrolling Goblin team left, Feng continued to sneak towards the territory of Black Wing Lair.

He was acting as an envoy this time, so he could naturally inform the monster warriors and let them lead him to the Black Wing Lair, but Feng wanted to observe the real situation of the Black Wing Lair with his own eyes. If the monster warrior was taking him, the real situation might be difficult to detect.

Although he wanted to form an alliance between the Emerald Forest and the Black Wing Lair, that was only when the Black Wing Lair was at least a neutral camp, or chaotic neutral.

If Blackwing Lair was evil, Wind would not agree to an alliance.

As he gradually went deeper into the Black Wing Lair, Feng was also secretly frightened in his heart.

Along the way, he encountered more than ten monster teams, and all of them had the same configuration as the first monster team.

This shows what?

It shows that in the Black Wing Lair, intermediate monsters are very common, and it is common to have a patrol team of at least more than a hundred intermediate monster warriors in one direction.

One adult forest elf warrior can easily defeat a patrol team, but if there are ten of them, the elf warriors of high-level professionals can only flee.

While thinking, Feng finally touched the core territory of Black Wing Lair - the City of Monsters.

Looking at the hundred-foot-high city wall, Feng, who had hidden his figure and aura, was a little surprised, but he was not too surprised. After all, the buildings in the Green Forest were all built on giant trees that were hundreds of meters high. Towering and majestic, it is no less impressive than the Monster City. And in terms of exquisiteness, it is even better than I know how much.

The Green Forest is a city that has been built for thousands of years. Thanks to the hard work of the forest elves, it is no exaggeration to say that it is exquisitely crafted. You can even see various exquisite carvings on any building in the Green Forest.

There is a second-level spell inscribed with the Eye of Detection at the city gate.

Feng noticed it, but he didn't care. He entered the monster city with a few quick moves.

Even the investigative eye cannot see the hidden figure of Feng.

This is the terrifying nature of the Wind Whisperer profession. This profession is a dual practitioner of magic and martial arts, which can be said to restrain most ordinary spellcasters.

Walking on the black stone streets of Monster City, which is more than a hundred meters wide, I felt a little shocked when I looked at the various shops open on both sides of the streets, as well as the various monsters and humans coming in and out.

Although the green forest is majestic, majestic and beautiful, it has always been deserted. After all, the population is there. How can a city with thousands of people be lively?

However, this did not shock Feng. After all, he had traveled to the human world for several years when he was an adult and had seen a lot.

What shocked Feng was that monsters and humans of different races could coexist harmoniously together.

Can you imagine the troll licking his face and bargaining pitifully with the goblin? Just roasting a pig's leg.

Can you imagine humans and evil jackals walking out of the tavern arm-in-arm, bragging about their proud experiences?

Hey, hey, this is a bit outrageous.

After walking around the Monster City for an hour, Feng felt mixed and happy.

What's complicated is that the city built by a group of monsters is actually better than their noble forest elves. This is actually debatable. After all, not all forest elves like this lively and noisy atmosphere.

But he was really happy, because after Feng's on-the-spot investigation, he could be sure that it was absolutely impossible for the chaotic and evil black dragon to allow his dependents to develop such a city.

"It's time to meet the Black Dragon Lord." Feng made a decision.

He came to where the guards were and showed himself.

The guards were startled and subconsciously raised their weapons, but they quickly calmed down and recognized Feng's race.

"Are you a forest elf from the north?"

"Yes." Feng nodded, and then told his purpose.

When the guard heard this, he did not dare to neglect and quickly contacted his superior.

Soon, after a lot of inspections, Fengcai entered the Black Castle, and under the leadership of the Dragonborn maid, met the Black Dragon Lord.

Dragon Pond, in the empty center, has a few scattered piles of wealth - this is the tax revenue that has just been collected from the Monster City.

A black dragon with an oppressive body has its eyes closed, and the magic light around it is flashing. It is obvious that it is studying spells.

"Master, a messenger has come from the Green Forest."

The black dragon slowly opened its eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed through its huge eyes. What happened? The forest elf sent an envoy to meet an evil black dragon?

Are you sure it's not a night elf?

"Let him in."

Wu Di was very curious about what could happen if the forest elf sent an envoy here.

Feng was brought in by the Dragonborn maid and saw the legendary existence spoken of by countless monster warriors in the Monster City. ——Black Dragon King.

"Under the black dragon crown, I am the messenger 'Wind' from the Green Forest."

After a few seconds of silence, Feng greeted in a dry tone.

There is no way, the size of the black dragon in front of me is too oppressive. Even if I have known for a long time that the black dragon that can rule the Black Wing Lair will definitely not be weak, but when I really see it, no one can know the trembling feeling.