On a desolate plain, a gorgeous altar stood. Shadows and a black aura rose from it, gradually condensing into a huge and terrifying figure.
The figure looked very tall and was shrouded in black. Its face could not be seen clearly, nor could its aura be captured. Only the unique wave of power was unforgettable, and one could instinctively feel pressure and fear.
"Welcome, Emperor of the Shadows, Guardian of the Nine-Lives Demon, Your Excellency Arlan!"
Looking at the massive figure in front of him, Lu Xiu gave a slight smile and bowed as he spoke.
"You are …"
The huge figure walked out of the altar. Its consciousness seemed to be a little unclear, and it stood there hesitantly.
It wasn't until a long time later that his consciousness gradually became clear under the continuous supply of offerings. A pair of scarlet eyes lit up, carrying a kind of evil and violent aura.
"I am Lu Xiu, the High Priest of the Dark Elf Kingdom."
Lu Xiu wasn't surprised by Arlan's reaction. He maintained a humble smile on his face as he looked at Arlan and introduced himself.
"The High Priest of the Dark Elf Kingdom." Glancing at Lu Xiu, Arlan's scarlet eyes brought great pressure, "Your strength is not bad."
"You flatter me," Lu Xiu replied respectfully, "I wonder if Your Excellency Arlan still remembers our agreement."
"Agreement? Of course I remember. " The black aura around Arlan's body vibrated, and it seemed to be speaking, "You want my power?"
"That's right," Lu Xiu replied respectfully.
Arlan was the source of the Dark Elf Kingdom's confidence in attacking the Silver Mist Kingdom.
This was an existence that originated from the Underworld. It had existed for a very long time, even before the Dark Elven Kingdom had been established.
When the Dark Elves had been enslaved by the Mind Flayer, he had contributed to the rise of the Dark Elves.
Without a doubt, he was far beyond a Level-3 Sorcerer. He was at least a Level-4 Sorcerer, which was why he could exist for thousands of years without dying.
Of course, no matter how powerful he was, according to the Dark Elven Kingdom's thousands of years of investigation, Sir Arlan's true body was not in the first layer of the underground world, but in a deeper layer. His true body was most likely still sealed, which was why he had no choice but to rely on the Dark Elven Kingdom's power to hold a ritual for him to replenish his strength.
The Subterranean World was an extremely large world. Its surface area was far larger than that of the Surface World.
In ancient times, the Ancient Sorcerers discovered dozens of layers of the underground world. Each layer was extremely vast and could accommodate countless life forms to reproduce within it.
Although the Dark Elves lived in the Underground World, most of them lived in the first layer of the Underground World.
Arlan, on the other hand, obviously came from a deeper level of the underground world, and her body was also heavily sealed.
Otherwise, the Dark Elves wouldn't have dared to get involved with such a powerful being. They even took the initiative to make a deal with him to help him recover his strength.
"I have a rough understanding of your situation."
After staying in place for a while, Arlan's body was shrouded in a layer of black gas. Only a pair of scarlet eyes could be seen, and it was impossible to see his specific shape. "However, this is the Surface World, which is relatively far from my true body. I'm afraid it'll be very difficult for you to get me to help …"
He looked at Lu Xiu, Andrew, and the others, and said meaningfully.
Lu Xiu naturally understood what Arlan meant, so he took a step forward with the brightest and most respectful smile on his face. "Don't worry, we'll pay the price for Your Excellency's help this time. After this, all the living beings in the Surface World can be cleansed by Your Excellency. "
"Since that's the case, I agree." An indifferent and ethereal voice sounded around them, and the scene in front of them began to change.
Under the gaze of Andrew, Lu Xiu, and the others, the pool of black liquid began to burn on its own under the ritual. Figures appeared on it one after another, their faces twisted and ferocious.
Not long after, these faces all disappeared, and the pool of black liquid burned to nothing, leaving only a black crystal lying in the middle of the altar in Silence.
The crystal was completely black, and looked crystal clear and beautiful. It was as pure as the most perfect black gemstone, and it was lying on the altar in Silence.
"This is my proof. When you need my power, use the proof to summon my clone."
"Of course, the prerequisite is that you're prepared to pay the price for summoning me."
The voice slowly reverberated in the air, slowly reaching everyone's ears. Then, it finally disappeared, leaving only the black crystal lying on the altar where it had been.
After the phenomenon disappeared, Lu Xiu raised his head and slowly walked forward. He picked up the black crystal on the altar and put it aside.
"Are we really going to summon this demon god?"
Behind him, Andrew's somewhat hesitant voice sounded.
"Why not?" Lu Xiu said calmly. "Our strength isn't enough to break the Silver Mist Kingdom's defensive spell formation head-on. Since that's the case, what's wrong with paying a price to ask this demon god to help us?"
"The price is too high." Andrew frowned. "We came to the underground world to completely occupy this fertile land so that the Dark Elves can leave the underground world and live safely on this land."
"However, if we ask that demon god to help us, we might not be able to bear the consequences, not to mention the price he has to pay."
He frowned. "We came to the Surface World for an intact land, not for a wasteland."
"Your concerns are indeed reasonable, but you don't have to worry too much." Hearing Andrew's words, Lu Xiu nodded. "However, if you can think of it, your father and I can think of it too."
"The price we have to pay to ask this demon god to help us is indeed too high, but as long as we can obtain this fertile land, everything will be worth it."
"As for the destruction caused by the demon god, we don't have to worry too much."
Lu Xiu's expression gradually turned cold. "It's fine if it's just those living creatures, but if this demon god still has designs on this land, we naturally have a way to send him home!"
He said coldly, clearly not completely at ease with Arlan, the Demon God.
It was no wonder.
In the history of the Dark Elves, they had summoned this demon god before, so they had a good understanding of the demon god's nature.
This was a greedy demon god. Every time the demon god's clone was summoned, the clone would definitely not leave and would not give up until it devoured all the living creatures around it.
If that was the case, it would be fine. After all, the Dark Elves had invaded the Silver Mist Forest, so they didn't care much about the lives of the Silver Mist Elves. In fact, they even hoped that more of their brethren on the Surface World would die so that the Dark Elves could have more space.
However, what was really serious was the demon god's greed.
Given the demon god's nature, it would definitely not let go of the land under its feet after coming to the Surface World. It would devour the elemental nodes of the land wantonly, causing the originally fertile land to gradually become barren.
This was what the Dark Elf Kingdom couldn't tolerate.
What was the purpose of escaping from the Underground World? Wasn't it to occupy a land rich enough in elemental particles to escape the harsh environment of the Underground World?
However, if the demon god did that, perhaps half of the Silver Mist Forest would be destroyed, turning from a good land suitable for the growth of high-energy creatures into an ordinary place for mortals to live.
Naturally, the Dark Elves wouldn't allow this.
Thinking of this, Lu Xiu's expression gradually turned cold. He glanced at the altar before him and walked to Andrew's side.
"Let's go."
Standing beside Andrew, he raised his head and looked into the distance. "Everything that needs to be prepared has been prepared. It's time for us to go on stage."
"Kural, my old friend, it's time to meet you."
He looked into the distance and mumbled to himself. No one knew what he was thinking, but his expression became even colder.
… …
"Challenge?"
A few days later, in a courtyard, Adil was stunned when he heard Andra's report.
"Yes." In front of Adil, Andra said respectfully, "The High Priest of the Dark Elves personally sent a letter of challenge to Lord Kural. He challenged Lord Kural to a battle outside the city."
"Teacher agreed?" Adil frowned as he looked at Andra and asked.
"No." Andra shook his head. Andra shook his head. "Lord Kural sent the letter without any intention of accepting the challenge."
Hearing this, Adil nodded.
This was the normal choice.
Wizards weren't battle maniacs, and Kural himself was the High Priest of the Dark Elves. Under the current circumstances, he couldn't just leave the spell formation in place and fight the High Priest of the Dark Elves outside the city.
Staying in the city and relying on the spell formation on the city walls to defend was the best choice.
But this way, the Dark Elves will probably launch an all-out attack soon.
Standing up, Adil sensed the auras outside the city, and this thought flashed through his mind.
The Dark Elves' army had already reached the outskirts of the city. During this time, they had tried to attack the city walls several times, but they were all destroyed by the Silver Mist Kingdom's protective spell formation without causing a single ripple.
This was to be expected.
The Silver Mist Kingdom's spell formation had been personally set up by the last ancient Moon Elf King. Once the power engraved within it exploded, it could rival that of a Level-4 Wizard.
Even though thousands of years had passed and parts of the spell formation were starting to wear and tear, under the control of Kural, a Level-3 Wizard, it still possessed great power. Unless a true Level-4 Wizard appeared, it would be impossible to break through.
Because of this, the Dark Elves wanted Kural to leave the city on his own to avoid losses from a frontal attack.
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