"This is your last chance. Believe me, as long as you do what I say, you can get everything you want, supreme power, unrivaled strength, and the Irina that you miss so much. As long as you do as I say, everything will be yours..."
In the dark and empty hall, Qiao Xiu sat on the ground with disheveled hair, red eyes, pursed lips and said nothing. Only the seductive voice kept echoing in his mind.
"You have to know that no matter what the outcome of the peace talks is, you will be a useless abandoned son. If your father reconciles with Alex, you will be pushed out without hesitation. If the war starts, Sean will get reused, and you will become useless...are you willing to do so?"
"Only I can help you, only I am on your side. Put down your ridiculous pride and accept me wholeheartedly. I will make you the real strongest person on the Nolan Continent. You have the power to crush Alex, you have a huge empire that unites the Nolan continent, and you will become the supreme king of this empire!"
"Richard went south with his father. How can I... only one person... control the Los Empire?" Qiao Xiu spoke, with a hint of exhaustion and weakness in his voice.
"I said you can, you can, I can help you control all the people you want to control and make them absolutely obey you." The ghostly voice sounded again, "We need war, we need more resentment, resentment The more we have, the stronger we can become, and I can also summon an invincible undead cavalry for you to help you dominate the Norland continent.
Now the opportunity has come. Andre has taken away those strong men who are difficult to control. Luodu is already an empty city. As long as you nod, this city will belong to you. "
"Dead Cavalry!" Qiao Xiu's eyes lit up, "You mean, as long as more people die and the more resentment arises, I will become stronger?"
"Yes, it won't be long before you can be stronger than Alex and avenge his ear-cutting with your own hands!"
"Alex..." Qiao Xiu stood up slowly, with a strange smile on his pale face, "Then, let's start from the Mage Tower..."
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Night Elf, in a hidden tree hole.
Under the dim candlelight, a dozen elves with their faces covered squatted on the ground, looking at the young elf standing with burning eyes.
"The conditions are not yet mature. The number of our night elves is still too small. Taking rash actions will only increase casualties and even lead to the destruction of the foundation we have just laid. Therefore, the uprising plan needs to be postponed. We must continue to infiltrate and let more people The elves have joined our team..." Snar said in a low voice as he looked at the elves.
"But if the opportunity like Helena leaving the Forest of Wind is missed, it may not happen. If we don't take the opportunity to revolt and occupy the Forest of Wind, it will only be more difficult in the future." A young elf looked at it with a puzzled look. Snar said, "The censorship of night elves in the forest is getting stricter and stricter now. A few of them were just picked out a few days ago. If they continue to drag on, they will only catch more fellow travelers, and then they will catch them one by one." Break."
"Yes, now they also give generous rewards to whistleblowers. There are even betrayers among us, which has a huge impact on the enthusiasm of the members." An elf echoed.
The atmosphere in the tree hole became a little tense and solemn. Their appearance here today was already taking a huge risk. It was originally to discuss and confirm the uprising, but unexpectedly, what Snar conveyed was the news that the uprising was postponed.
Snar frowned when he heard everyone's words. He was very aware of these situations. He even tried to rescue a captured night elf member yesterday, but the other party's guard was too tight and he gave up the action.
It's just that this morning he received a secret message from Her Royal Highness the Princess. She did not agree with their uprising and believed that the possibility of their success was extremely low.
This is consistent with his judgment. After the last round of slave uprisings and escapes, the elven structure of the Forest of Winds has experienced a certain degree of fault. The elves who failed to leave are under extremely strict control, and it is difficult for the elven troops to penetrate. The middle-level The elves have vested interests, and it is even more difficult to get them to rebel against themselves.
For safety, they basically use a single line of communication. The number of underground night elves in the Wind Forest so far should be thousands. He doesn't know the specific number, nor does he know who belongs to the night elves.
In addition to trying to control the Wind Forest, their purpose is to use blood to arouse the bloody nature of more elves and let them join the resistance team.
"This is the opinion of Her Highness the Princess. At this stage, it is difficult for her to appear in the Wind Forest to help us." Snar said while looking at everyone.
"Your Highness Princess." All the elves groaned after hearing the words, and they were even more convinced by Irina's judgment.
"Boohoo!"
At this moment, a rapid whistle suddenly came from outside.
Snar's expression changed and he said hastily: "No! Someone is coming! Evacuate as planned!"
The elves quickly got up from the ground and rushed out from behind the tree hole.
"Remember, be sure to pay attention to safety and don't be exposed! Put the plan on hold for now, lurk with peace of mind, and wait for the next meeting!" Snar warned.
The elves agreed and quickly turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.
Snar also quickly evacuated the scene, but did not go far. Instead, he squatted on the branches of a dense tree in the distance, put his cloak back on, and a faint light lit up. The color of the windbreaker was actually It gradually blends with the color of the tree trunks, making it difficult to tell that there is a person hiding here.
About three minutes later, a group of more than a hundred elf guards were led by a middle-aged elf to the tree hole. After entering the tree hole for inspection, they uttered a few curses and then led the elf guards to leave quickly. go.
"The target is so clear, it seems that a traitor has appeared among us." Snar put down his hat and murmured as he looked at the elf guard going away.
He changed the meeting place three times this time. The last change was an hour ago. He decided the location alone, but the other party came to the door so quickly.
Fortunately, he had deployed Nightingale on the outside in advance, otherwise the core members would have been wiped out today.
"There is a traitor among you, and there is more than one." At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Snar's hair stood on end. He raised his hand and threw out a string of flying knives, and at the same time, he retreated violently backwards.
A thin water curtain appeared, and the flying knife stopped in front of the water curtain, unable to go any further.
