Eye of the storm.
Deep under the sea.
At some point, countless dark shadows were slowly moving forward in the ocean and storm. They were under some kind of control and protection. Although they had to move in the direction of the storm, the protection helped them avoid most of the threats of the storm, allowing them to safely move forward within the scope of the storm, pass through the storm, and enter The sea area within the Hero Island.
Some black figures are not honest. While being forced to move forward, they struggle from time to time, causing parts of their bodies to occasionally emerge from the water, so that people can judge their true bodies——
Warcraft, monsters, monsters, elemental creatures, abyssal creatures...
It turned out to be all kinds of monsters.
Looking around, the black shadows were so densely packed and strangely shaped that it was hard to see them all for a while.
At the end of the dark shadows of many monsters, a giant figure hundreds of meters tall was slowly moving forward in the sea, holding a scepter-like weapon in his hand, as if he was herding these monsters.
On the forehead of the giant figure, a world mark was lit, emitting light, controlling many monsters, and also providing protection to many monsters.
The giant figure holds a scepter, herding many monsters, driving them away, seemingly slowly, but actually very quickly through the storm range, towards the Island of Heroes.
The storm that was supposed to be a natural hazard allowed the giant to carry the monster through it relying on the power of the world mark.
The strong men on the Island of Heroes have not yet noticed the arrival of this group of uninvited guests.
…
In the conference room.
Countless powerful men and representatives looked at the scene of Bailiyuan being teleported away in surprise.
You were fighting well just now, why did you suddenly teleport someone away?
What happened?
He's a strong human being, and he's teleporting.
Swamp Trolls, what are you going to do?
However, no powerful person or representative of any race interrupted at this time, because they all knew that something interesting was going to happen next.
Let’s fight~ Let’s fight~
In the human seats, everyone stood up nervously.
"What happened to the guardian of Bailiyuan? Where did he go?"
"Swamp Trolls, come out and give me an explanation!"
"The swamp trolls actually let strong humans fight for them. Are they provoking the human race and want to start a full-scale war with the human race?"
Hua Shi's face was extremely serious.
The auras of many strong men from the human race pressed unabashedly toward the seats of the swamp trolls, and the representatives looked serious.
The momentum of several second-level guardians exploded, causing a commotion in the conference room.
In the past, the relationship between the swamp trolls and the human race could not be said to be very good, but it was definitely not hostile.
However, now, the behavior of the demons in the Swamp Bureau has made the humans feel provoked.
What is the difference between letting a strong human being fight against the human race and letting his ex-wife fight against him?
The most important thing is that the swamp trolls also want to say "your wife is awesome".
Forget it.
Now, Baili Yuan has been teleported away using strange means, and his life and death are unknown.
Doesn't this mean he's also attacking his current wife?
If the swamp trolls don't give a reasonable explanation, Baili Yuan will be allowed to return safely.
Then the human race and the swamp troll race will definitely fall into hostility.
The Swamp Trolls must pay the price!
However, the oppressive momentum of the powerful human race fell on the seats of the swamp troll race, but it did not cause any disturbance.
At this time, the swamp troll clan's seat was eerily quiet.
The representatives of the demon clan of the Swamp Bureau sat silently in their seats, hiding in the darkness, turning on their seat protection, and did not make the slightest reaction.
Such a strange attitude made everyone in the race feel that something was wrong.
The primitive tribe among the Ten Saints spoke out at this time, and it was still the kind of special words that fell into the ears of different people, with different languages and sounds.
"The Swamp Trolls are suspected of having made arrangements in advance on the cosmic battlefield, which is cheating. If true, this racial duel will be regarded as the victory of the human race, and according to the conference regulations and racial duel rules, the Swamp Trolls need to be punished."
"Now please open the seat protection of the Swamp Trolls and accept the investigation."
The Swamp Trolls are suspected of cheating! ?
Experts can all see that the last teleportation array that teleported away from Bailiyuan was arranged in advance, but the person who arranged it cannot be determined.
After all, it was An Qi who activated the teleportation array, a strong human being.
Now it seems that the blame has been temporarily placed on the Swamp Trolls. Who made Angel move from the seat of the Swamp Trolls to the battlefield of the universe?
If this matter is confirmed, the Swamp Trolls will be in trouble.
He was caught cheating in an important racial duel, which was not only embarrassing, but also a major violation.
This is a big deal. If it is true, the Swamp Trolls must pay a huge price, otherwise they will be suppressed by many races.
Facing the attack of a single human race, the Swamp Trolls may still be able to resist, but if they face the joint suppression of many races, including the attack of the Ten Saints, the Swamp Trolls will only end up with their territory destroyed and their people wandering.
Just like the original Dark Moon Elf Tribe.
Some races that are hostile to the Swamp Trolls are gloating at this time, and even maliciously expect that the Swamp Trolls did this, and they will resist to the end.
In order not to be besieged by many races, the best choice for the Swamp Trolls at this time is to open the protection of the racial seat, accept the investigation, and clear away the suspicion.
The protection of the Swamp Troll Seat was indeed quickly opened.
Finally, the representatives and strong men of many races could clearly see the situation in the seats of the Swamp Trolls.
The representatives of the Swamp Trolls in charge of the meeting sat expressionlessly in front of them, making no sound. On the seats of the strong men behind them, there was only a slender figure shrouded in black robes.
The momentum of the powerful human race fell into the seats of the Swamp Trolls as soon as the protection of the seats of the Swamp Trolls was opened. They had no etiquette and were full of hostility and provocation.
But soon, the momentum of the powerful human race suddenly fluctuated, and the guardians of the human race showed horrified looks.
because.
"Those representatives actually...have no breath of life!?"
There is no breath of life, which means that the representatives of the swamp troll clan are all corpses!
Under the interference of the strong breaths of the human race, the heads of the representatives of the swamp troll clan fell one after another, and their corpses lay weakly on the conference table. Only then did blood overflow, filling the race conference room with a bloody atmosphere. .
The powerful men and representatives of countless races were in an uproar.
The conference room instantly became commotion.
The representatives of the swamp troll clan were beheaded at some point!
No, not only that, but there was only a black shadow on the strong seat where a hero inheritor, represented by the four guardians, should be sitting.
The two powerful swamp trolls who were defeated before were nowhere to be found.
Something happened to the swamp trolls!
Still during the World Conference!
Definitely a big event!
The representatives of each group and the strong men lost their previous attitude of watching the excitement, and everyone became nervous.
A strange atmosphere gradually emerged in the race meeting room, and even the strong men of the Ten Saints changed their expressions.
Finally, everyone's eyes fell on the slender figure wearing a black robe on the strong man's seat.
That is the only existence with the breath of life in the swamp troll seat.
And judging from the size, it is not a swamp troll.
"Who is your Excellency? What happened to the Swamp Trolls?" The strong man from the primitive tribe asked what all the strong men and representatives of the race were confused about and wanted to know.
Suddenly, the figure on the seat chuckled, then lifted the hood above his head, revealing a handsome face and iconic peak.
Elf has pointed ears, dark silver skin, handsome appearance, and a black moon mark between his eyebrows.
"God's Coming"
It's an elf.
Precisely--
"Dark Moon Elf!" The strong man from the Bright Moon Elf clan immediately recognized the appearance of the feuding man.
The Dark Moon Elf sitting on the chair surprisingly has the strength of a second-level guardian.
With a smile on his face, he looked at all the racial representatives and strong men in the conference room, feeling content and content, as if he had something to rely on.
"Let me introduce myself to you, Skane Darklight, from the Nether Moon Elf Tribe."
The strong men and representatives of the human race and the Moon Elf race all had a bad feeling.
"I'm here to create a new generation!" Skye said with a smile.
Shameless talk.
