Chapter 188 Moore Elf

This is a strange formation.

Star seems to have only seen it in his memory. Those chariots with beautiful patterns were dragged by a huge sow and swept across the ground quickly. What kind of strange scene is this?

Three Moores sat together on a chariot, one holding the white sow running on the earth with both hands, the other pulling the three-legged golden black that wanted to get out of their palms behind their hands, and the other Moore was squeezed aside by the other two companions. The spear he waved in his hand could only be used as a decoration... Because The height of the chariot was too low, and the doors on both sides were so high that he couldn't wave it at all.

And there are dozens of such chariots.

Without exception, they all maintained such a posture, like a group of Japanese death squads, rushing forward desperately.

And in the back of them, they saw something that could get into the eyes of Stafa. Hundreds of the 'Shenwei cannon' mentioned in the old Rogge's mouth were neatly placed on the high ground, and some busy Moore kept holding an iron ball the size of a watermelon and stuffed it into the barrel.

After seeing this scene, there are still some Zhuoer elves who want to resist. They waved the weapons in their hands and drove the spider elves forward crazily.

But once he fell into the range of the three-legged golden black light, he was immediately weak and quickly collapsed to the ground.

Everyone looked at each other and quickly left the scope of the spider academy. Just kidding, if you know that those Moors are playing with the 'Shenwei Cannon', why don't you run away quickly? This spider church is not big, killing more than 400 square meters. It was shot again by hundreds of 'Shenwei cannons', but it had not collapsed yet.

Seeing this, Star couldn't help shaking his head and regret. The craftsmanship of those gosman craftsmen has indeed fallen... According to the weapons made by the gosors he saw in the book, it is more than a little power. Even a small cannon can raze a mountain to the ground. Even when the gobyss domineed the Hastan continent, even the extremely arrogant dragon saw the gosord and had to take a detour.

If you are bombarded by those cannons, you will have to take off a layer of skin even if you don't die. And those so-called robot puppets... The real puppet maker is not Greer. As early as the era of gobler, mechanical puppets have appeared in the life of gobsters. They don't want those mechanical puppets to fight. Those five-edged guys are just created by gobler to pick wood.

Seeing this, Star's plan in mind is getting more and more perfect!

Looking at those moles, they are getting closer and closer to themselves.

After a burst of scratching friction sounded, the three-legged chariot in his hand was stopped abruptly. The wooden reel pulled out a very deep trace on the ground. These three-legged Jinwu were finally captured by them... They can't let the three-legged Jinwu lose a little.

But dozens of chariots behind roared through the formation and rushed forward.

The worthless chariot seen by Star also played an unimaginable result. Those who had suffered the 'sunlight punishment' were paralyzed on the ground like a dead dog and were swept by the roaring chariot. Moore, who stood in the chariot, shouted loudly, danced his hands, and simply picked up Zhuoer, who fell to the ground, easily on the tip of the gun.

Just as everyone wanted to escape from here, the Moore elves had found them.

The Moores who pulled the chariot shouted, and the white sow pulling the chariot turned quickly. The wooden rut floated out smoothly, and a very deep trace suddenly appeared.

Dozens of chariots roared past, quickly surrounding the crowd, turning around and round. They excitedly waved the weapons in their hands...

"Humans, how can you break into the underground world!" The leading Moore shouted loudly in the common language of the road. Although it was a little lame, it could still let everyone distinguish the meaning of his words.

Star narrowed his eyes, and Moore, who shouted, was wearing different costumes as other elves. The other Moores were wearing extremely short and tough clothes, but some simple armor protected the key points of their bodies. On the contrary, he covered his slender body unique to his elf in a wide cloak. There are also a few silver stripes above the wide robe... It seems that he looks like the supreme commander here.

"Green, don't you know me?" Rogge was gently pushed by Star and quickly understood what the other party meant. Even if he doesn't want to, he has to bravely go forward to recognize each other.

Moore named Green still had a decent single-frame lens on his chest. Suddenly, he heard someone calling his name and hurriedly loosened the reins of the white wild boar. His eyelids were clamped and the lens were clamped in his eyes. Yo, it's Master Rogge!"

Green saw the man wave his right hand in a hurry. The chariots that had been circling around the crowd stopped.

"Why is it you? We heard that you were captured and imprisoned by Zall, and we were in a panic!" Green hurriedly jumped off the chariot and picked up Rogge without demeanor. The corners of his eyes rubbed across everyone, and he couldn't help but stagnate slightly. Who are these people? Human beings, Bimon, Zall!"

His eyes swept over the crowd, suddenly stopped on Sylvanas, and shouted in a hurry. At such a close distance, no one would have thought that Green would suddenly be in trouble. Just looking at the rapid movement in his mouth, like a small mouth with a layer of lipstick, a blood arrow suddenly burst out.

"Be careful!"

Desen hurriedly took a step forward, quickly pulled out three knives, and blocked in front of him. He was a little defensive as early as when Green stopped the carriage. Now when the other party suddenly got into trouble, the seemingly simple Deson was the first to react.

The blade was placed horizontally and quickly blocked in front of him.

The extremely fast blood arrow was beyond everyone's expectations, and only three sounds were heard. In the blink of an eye, the long knife made by Rogge has been penetrated through two handles, and even the last knife has been concave into a deep groove.

"Count Green, this is my friend. She is a follower of Eluni!" Rogge shouted in a hurry. Although these Moor elves look weak, when it comes to who is more **, their ability is not much worse than that of the Zall elves.

"Followers of Eluni?" Green frowned and couldn't help looking at Sylvanas a few more times. Then he took a few steps back. By the way, Master Rogge, we are going to save you!"

Rogge coughed awkwardly twice and didn't say anything.

This fell into Star's ears, which made him laugh. I have seen hypocritical, and I have never seen such a hypocritical race. It has been at least several years since Old Rogge left Moore's territory and was captured by the Zall elves. He didn't even know that he went to the surface world. Now we meet again a few years later, and they even say it's to save him.

Green was also embarrassed by Star's laughter. He glanced at the other party and couldn't help asking. By the way, Master Rogge, you haven't answered my question yet. Who are these people?

"They are all some of my friends, residents from the surface world. This human is an alchemist. He was awarded the title of 'Star' by the Alchemy Association six months ago. Rogge raised his head and introduced Star to Green.

Although Green is nominally asking everyone, after all, Rogge and Green know the root of it, so he introduced Starr first.

"Hello, Count Green." Star bowed slightly and rudely cut into the topic. I'm the alchemist invited by Master Rogge to transform weapons for your tribe, such as your 'Shenwei Cannon'! I will make it more powerful than that. I will help Moore gain the greatest advantage in the battle between the Zall elves!"

Count Green's eyes widened, and he chewed Star's words inexplicably. Only then did I notice Old Rogge's previous statement, 'I was awarded the title of 'Star' by the Alchemy Association six months ago.' Have you returned to the surface world again?

When the Moore elves were driven into the wind stream, the alchemy in the Hastan continent had just emerged. They have always been very interested in this profession of magicians. Alchemists have also been recorded in the handnotes of the first batch of Moores living in the underground world - they are derived from the identity of magicians, but they are not magicians. It is not the same process, but it can achieve the effect caused by magic. With the elf's perception of natural elements, if you can become an alchemist in large quantities, you may regain control of the continent from human beings.

Star's eyes brushed the crowd, only to see that Sylvanas just frowned gently, and she didn't react much to this matter.

Old Rogge nodded, "We just passed through the wind and stream, but we just encountered some small accidents, which fell into Zall's hands."

"Master Rogge, welcome back." Count Moore came with a bear hug again. He hurriedly greeted his men to get off the chariot and invited everyone up one by one. You will be the most distinguished guests of our Moore, and you should enjoy the highest treatment.

Count Green and Rogge share a car. The white sow turned around quickly and brought a slip of smoke on the ground. He didn't even have time to greet his subordinates to receive the results of this battle, and let the Zalls who fell to the ground hum and wailed.

Star sat in the chariot and enjoyed the alternative feeling of wind and lightning.

The plan has begun...