After a long while, a green light suddenly appeared in the silent room. A low and hoarse voice sounded from the center of the altar.
"Have you brought that person here as I said?" This was a voice that no one could resist. It had the majesty of a king.
"Yes, my master." Delamere, who originally had the majesty of a king, paled in comparison to this person. He was even a little submissive.
"Haha, our era has come once again." Bold laughter echoed in the empty room.
At the same time, in the centaur camp on the other side of the forest. The Centaur Chieftain, Killeen, Elven King Ailovis, and the Treant King Aiko were in a meeting within a tall command tent. The tent didn't have a roof. This was also due to King of the Ents Aike's height.
These people were the representatives of the various factions in the elven kingdom. Everyone had put aside their differences and sat together to discuss how to deal with the Warlock.
"I know that Warlock Delamere very well. He is the enemy of the Ents. He led the dark elf army to burn down the forest that we Ents relied on for survival. We Ents are a race that doesn't like fighting. Many of our people were killed by the Warlock's subordinates. Moreover, as the King of the Ents, I was ambushed and sealed by Delamere's subordinates. From then on, the Ents became Delamere's slaves. "King of the Ents Aike was the first to start complaining about the Warlock's violence.
Actually, the situation was similar for the other few races. The centaur chief, Elba Ironheel, and his people had always been fighting against the Warlock. However, they were too weak and could only struggle at death's door. Ailovis knew the Warlock all too well because Delamere used to be a high elf. In these years of fighting, Ailovis could clearly feel that the elven kingdom's strength was declining day by day, while the dark elves were growing stronger day by day.
Now, the leaders of the elven kingdoms had decided to unite and fight against the Warlock.
Five days later, in the east of the Dark Forest.
A few crows suddenly jumped from the trees and flew into the distance with a few unpleasant cries.
On the ground, in the forest, the black mass of the army was marching with the sonorous sound of war drums. Walking at the front was a group of short, dark-skinned cave goblins with axes and shields in their hands. They were the lowest level soldiers in the entire army and were responsible for the role of cannon fodder. Dark Elf Warriors followed behind them. They were much taller and wore elven armor from the old era. They held sharp spears as their weapons. The Dark Elf Archers followed closely behind. Most of them had imposing appearances. Their longbows made of yew wood were extremely lethal. Their leather armor was also made of excellent materials. One could vaguely see the power of the elves in the old era from their bodies. The Dark Elves' Blood-Claw Dragonriders were at the back of the group. They were the Dark Elves' most elite force.
The Blood Claw Dragon was the strongest magical beast in the Dark Forest. It was also an extremely proud magical beast. They were all magical beasts that lived in groups and were very difficult to tame. No one knew what method Delamere had used to tame these magical beasts and turn them into mounts for the Dark Elves. Every Blood Claw Dragonrider was an expert among the Dark Elves. Their equipment was also the best among the Dark Elves. Thus, every Blood Claw Dragonrider was Delamere's personal guard and was directly under Delamere's command.
Accompanying the army was a group of tall Thorny Wood Demons. They were also a type of powerful magical beast. In addition, there were also thousands of Bloody Jackals joining in.
This imposing army was the Dark Elf Army that Warlock Delamere had painstakingly built for many years. He had always dreamed of one day leading this army back to the Elven Kingdom's City of Hope, Ivinia. Now, that day had finally arrived.
On the cliff, Warlock Delamere was wearing dark golden armor and a black cloak. His white hair fluttered in the wind. He clearly remembered the words that the Wing of Destruction, Black Dragon Irdele had said to him. Those who dare to oppose me will only have one path: death!
Beneath the cliff, the footsteps of the tens of thousands of troops were sonorous and powerful. The rumbling war drums were accompanied by a passionate war song. The tens of thousands of troops were filled with excitement. They only had one goal, and that was to destroy the Elven Kingdom and destroy everything.
"Tremble, Ailovis. You can finally feel my anger." Delamere's gaze was fixed on Ivinia in the distance for a long time.
At this moment, in the Warlock's nest, I was the only one left lying on the ground. I slowly opened my eyes. I felt a splitting headache. It was as if I had experienced a lot, but I couldn't remember anything.
"Am I dead?" I asked myself in a daze.
At this moment, in a few villages near the Dark Forest in the Elven Kingdom.
A large group of Dark Elf Army soldiers charged into the villages. The Elven guards who resisted were almost completely annihilated.
The remaining few Elven guards lit a beacon for help on the tower. They also used the few arrows they had left to shoot at the Cave Goblins that kept coming in. Fresh blood dyed their leather armor. They had already done their best. The rest was up to fate. By the time the Cave Goblins used their filthy battle axes to chop off the heads of the Elven guards, the bottom of the tower was already littered with Cave Goblin corpses.
The Dark Elves stuck the Dark Elf Army's flag on the top of the tower. The Dark Elf Army below cheered.
What followed was a massacre. The innocent Elven civilians were cruelly killed by the Dark Elf Army. The villages were also plundered. Wherever the Dark Elf Army went, it was a mess. Only the burnt villages were left behind.
Within a day, dozens of villages at the border of the Elven Kingdom sent out distress signals. The news quickly reached Elven King Ailovis. He quickly gathered the other Elven leaders in the command tent for an emergency meeting.
The spacious command tent was filled with people. They were Elven King Ailovis, Centaur Chieftain Elba Ironheel, Treant King Aiko, Killian, and Meldas.
At the start, Meldas told everyone about the recent news and situation. Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and wanted to immediately retaliate against the Warlock.
"Everyone, listen to me. Today, we have put aside our differences and are here for one goal. That is to defeat the Warlock and his Dark Elf Army. The situation now is that the enemy is strong and we are weak. Therefore, we should plan carefully. Everyone, do not act rashly. We should unite. "
"Elven King, the Treant Tribe is willing to listen to your arrangements." Treant King Aiko was the first to speak.
"Our centaur archers are at your beck and call, Your Majesty," Elba Baizhi said. Ironheel said.
"Since that is the case, I will not decline. This time, I have received news that the Warlock did not personally lead the army to attack. Instead, he stayed in his lair. This time, the ones leading the Shadow Army are his son Lawson and Heart of Flames Mina. I have decided to send a surprise attack team to the Warlock's lair to execute the decapitation operation. I will lead all the righteous Elven Kingdom forces to face the Dark Elf Army head-on. This will relieve the pressure of the decapitation operation. "Ailovis seemed to have a card up his sleeve as he spoke to everyone.
"Your Majesty, who have you decided to send to take on the mission of the surprise attack team?" Meldas asked.
"Meldas, everyone knows of your bravery. Therefore, the mission of the surprise attack will be handed to you."
"Your Majesty Ailovis, we are willing to go through fire and water."
Soon, the meeting was adjourned. Everyone made their own preparations according to the Elven King's arrangements.
Soon, the Elven Kingdom's newly formed allied army was assembled. The Centaur Army set out from the east of the Dark Forest to attack the Dark Elf Army from the rear. Aiko and his Treant Tribe forces would face the Dark Elf Army head-on. Killian led the Elven Army in two. One would face the Dark Elf Army together with the Treants, while the other would support Meldas and the others in the decapitation operation.
With the sound of the horn, the army set out. Every soldier was filled with excitement. They could finally fight for their home and freedom.
"Warriors, pick up the swords in your hands! Today, we will fight the enemy in a bloody battle for our dignity and freedom. We will no longer have to cower. We will let the enemy taste our blades. We will let the enemy's blood polish our blades, "General Killian shouted as he rode a majestic Elven warhorse at the front of the army.
The morale of the newly formed allied army was still high. They had never fought the Dark Elf Army before, so they didn't know how terrifying the Dark Elf Army was. At that moment, the allied army was moving towards the Dark Elf Army's encampment at the border. What awaited them was an unprecedentedly fierce battle.
At the same time, Meldas and his men were rushing towards the Warlock's lair.
Finally, Meldas and the others arrived at the Warlock's lair in the middle of the night. There were also around three hundred Elven archers who were in charge of luring away the Dark Elf guards in the lair so that Meldas and the others could sneak into the lair to execute the decapitation operation.
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