Glory Riding and Cutting

After Ronan took care of all the rewards and fell asleep with satisfaction, Azlan, who was sitting on the throne in deep thought with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and roared:

"Who broke into my palace!"

Hearing Azlan's voice, the two dragon guards standing in the hall immediately pulled out their weapons and looked around nervously, but they didn't see anything.

"Don't be nervous, esteemed son of the Dragon God, I am here with goodwill."

A soft voice sounded, and then a breeze blew through, forming a small vortex in the hall, and then transformed into a human figure wearing a black feather cloak.

"A owl, as far as I know, this is not your living environment, what are you doing here?"

Azlan said in surprise, but he obviously knew the creature in front of him, Xiao Ling shook his body slightly, and then said:

"I brought the greetings from the Prophet of the Dryad, and the news he wants to tell you."

"The Prophet of the Tree Spirit, haha, is that old guy still alive? It seems that he has some skills! Tell me, what's the matter?"

Azlan knew about the Dryad Prophet, which is older than Azlan's time. Azlan was already famous when he was a child, but since the cataclysm a thousand years ago, the earth was torn apart and the continent was divided into two parts. After the second, Azlan never saw each other again.

"Vima once again discovered this world. Demons have appeared in the Slovakian mainland and have destroyed a powerful kingdom. The Prophet of the Tree Spirit believes that the creatures of this world should unite again to repel the invading dimension. Ma!"

Xiao Ling still said while shaking his body, Aizlan muttered to himself with a look on his face after hearing this:

"No wonder I felt a little weird before, is it because the two worlds are connected again?"

"The Vemma invasion is indeed a major event, but the Prophet of the Dryad may not understand the situation of the Aslow continent. This continent is no longer the time for me to have the final say. The elves are independent, and the human kingdom is constantly fighting. I want Asia. The people of Slo are united, I am afraid it is not a simple project!"

Azlan continued, and after listening to Azlan's words, Xiaoling responded:

"Lord Dryad knows the situation on this continent. Unlike us, it has never fallen asleep, but you must have a solution, right?"

"Hahaha! You really flatter me! Well, I do have some ideas. You take this gem, go to the kings of other countries, and then inject magic power into it, and my image can be projected. Let's see if we can convince them! Hahaha!"

Azlan laughed and threw an amber gem to Xiaoling. After Xiaoling caught the gem, he bowed slightly and said:

"Then I won't waste time!"

After speaking, he transformed into a breeze and left, leaving Azlan still laughing in the hall, making the dragon guards below bewildered.

When the owls were on their way to contact other kings, in the deep forest, the Pandro people had also prepared the ceremony. Tens of thousands of Pandro people gathered in an open space. They had different identities, but they were all elite and young. people.

"The ceremony begins!"

Serio, who presided over the ceremony, announced loudly, and then took the lead and knelt on the ground. The other elders and people followed and knelt down on the ground, and then began to sing an ancient song.

Singing and kneeling at the same time, after the ceremony lasted for half an hour, a large number of dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, giving a feeling that the storm was about to come.

Seeing the vision in the sky, all the Pandro people sang harder, and then, the tree spirit far away in the lake center opened his eyes, his mouth opened and closed silently, as if he was saying something .

Afterwards, the dark cloud began to move towards the direction of Vemma's crossing gate, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Seeing the dark cloud leaving, Serio and the Pandro people stopped the ceremony, and then Serio said softly:

"This should stop them for a while. I hope to reach an agreement as soon as possible, and gather strength to drive them back to their nest before they become unstoppable!"

The dark cloud quickly moved to the location of the crossing gate, and then tightly surrounded the sky that seemed to be torn apart. On the ground, Minos noticed something was wrong, and he felt a huge energy. It is being nurtured in that dark cloud, and it is definitely not a naturally formed dark cloud.

"Call the mages to strengthen the barrier, here comes the trouble!"

Minos no longer had the calm look he had in the past. He roared loudly, urging the soldiers around him to set off quickly, and then stared at the sky with a gloomy expression.

After a long enough time of deliberation, this dark cloud condensed by the spirit of nature has accumulated enough power, and soon, a faint electric light began to flicker in the dark cloud, and it became more and more dense.

"Boost!"

On the ground, Minos roared loudly at the mages. The remaining mages of the demon race quickly formed a formation and held up the barrier. However, compared to the power of the spirit of nature, their magic power was insignificant.

A huge thunder suddenly fell, hitting directly on the barrier held up by the mages, and shattered the barrier supported by the mages with just one blow. They were attacked, and they fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Afterwards, lightning of different thicknesses shot out continuously from the dark clouds, hitting the chains that locked the piercing gate, causing those chains to shake and vibrate constantly, as if they could no longer support them.

Minos couldn't do anything about it. He was not a mage, so he couldn't resist the lightning of the spirits of nature at all. He could only watch the lightning strike the chain one by one, causing the chain to begin to crack slightly.

The more intense the lightning, the higher the frequency. Soon, a chain could no longer support it, and it broke suddenly from the middle. The upper part quickly retracted into the boundary gate, and the lower part fell softly, smashing a large number of people. building.

Soon, all the chains were broken. Minos looked hideous, with blue veins on his forehead. He was obviously very angry, but he could only watch the iron ring that had lost its restraint in the sky turning again, and the more he went. Faster and faster, it will take two months at the fastest to repair this gate, which will greatly delay the pace of their conquest and cause a lot of variables. For example, even if there are enough blood sacrifices now, it will be useless. , I thought that Xueman could not reach this world without many sacrifices.

The dark clouds slowly dissipated. This attack had exhausted all the strength that the spirits of nature in Slovakia had recently accumulated. If Vemma opened the passers-by again, they should not be able to launch attacks of this level again.

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