The witch picked up the other party's head from the ground and carried it in her hand. She showed her horrifying spoils to both sides of the enemy and us with satisfaction. "You cowards, come and die!"

These stupid Yasuols were shocked by this scene and began to wince. When the witch was about to do something else, another officer came out.

It was a very eye-catching Yasuul, which not only refers to his shiny armor, but also to his appearance. Yasuul was very sturdy, even a bit like those stupid and low-level humans. He did not wear a helmet and had long ears exposed outside, which was why people could confirm his race.

Yiluvita roared and rushed forward, trying to kill him with lightning speed. Her movements were quick, even making the opponent unable to raise his sword. She received the blessing of divine power, and she drew a silver light from the scimitar in her hand at a speed that was too fast to see with the naked eye.

But when she slashed at the other person's neck, she suddenly discovered something strange, that was, a sudden flash in front of her eyes. Then her opponent suddenly disappeared because she couldn't feel any striking the target. Instead, she saw the bloody floor and heard a burst of cheers from the stupid Yasuers in her ears.

She was a little surprised that she would fall to the ground again. In a trance, she saw her body lying on the ground, one or two steps away from her. This was also the last thing she saw in her life.

"Attack!" Someone shouted, and then all the Yasuers rushed forward, overwhelming the resistance of the remaining dark elves.

The temple of the God of Blood Hand was the last stronghold to be captured. At this moment, the port city was filled with fire. The elves of the gods were not fools who could not be transformed. In order to reduce the pressure of battle, they chose to set fire almost immediately. Use fire to kill, divide and disrupt the enemy. The scenery of this city is a typical scene of a city falling under force. The flames soar into the sky and wailing everywhere.

The two sides of the war had a deep hatred like the sea, without mercy or tolerance. The warriors of the Shenwu Elves began to further search for the temple, looking for every hidden dark elves. Ash Rufate stood on the stairs and watched the last battle in the distance.

It was above the city wall, and the last few dark elves were fighting stubbornly. The attackers were the Dragon Princes who dismounted the horse and fought, but the battle did not last long.

"Prince!" Along with this cry, Arast hurried from the rear. "Kay came to report that she had suppressed all resistance in the port area. However, the contact with Verino was not very smooth."

"Where is Gales?"

"He has sent someone to bring news before. Your soldiers have successfully controlled the city's material warehouse, and the fire will not have any impact on your victory. Your Highness," said Araset, with some excitement. "Grey Star Port is already under your control!"

"I inform them and leave prisoners as much as possible. I don't want to find someone who asks. I originally planned to meet these 'guests' tonight to learn more. I warn Gales and Kay in a stern tone." Ashu Rufate said. After this series of battles, he knew that he had established a strong prestige and status in the army. He believed that his subordinates dared not continue to disobey him. At least on the surface, they did not dare.

"Where are the Dragon Princes?"

"They don't have to." Ashu Rufat looked at the city wall in the distance. Now there are only the Dragon Princes left, and they are a little late for any order. Oh, and there are a few shadow warriors. There is no doubt that they are enthusiastic about helping the Dragon Prince deal with the remaining problems, such as cutting the injured enemy's neck, and things that the Dragon Prince is not very happy to do.

...

"Master, your hospitality is too enthusiastic." Loki said. He had poured cold water on the head of the tortured prisoner for the third time, but the prisoners did not respond. The dark elf held up the other party's head with force. Because half of his face was stripped off, the captain's face appeared a strange twisted smile. He looked at the captain's eyes, and there was no life in those eyes. Loki put down the captain's head, and the latter was powerless and hung down in a lifeless state. "I'm afraid he can no longer answer your question."

"Oh, what a pity. We have just begun to communicate in detail and in-depth." Lord Siris replied. He waved his hand to let his subordinates take away the captive's body. "My pet's recipe tonight is really rich."

"Would you like to invite another guest?" Rocky asked. "Maybe the next one will be stronger and know a little more."

"I don't want to waste my time," replied Lord Siris. "My incompetent subordinates must be a little impatient to wait."

"It is their duty to wait for your arrival." Loki replied cleverly.

Loki could feel the mood of his master. Lord Sirius seemed more impatient than usual today. Usually he would torture these Yasuols slowly with an enjoyable expression, but today he did not feel enjoyable, but was eager to dig out something. This may be because of the Witch King's mission.

"Haha." Lord Siris chuckled. He handed the whip in his hand to a subordinate, and signaled that he would continue to preside over the torture. "Ask clearly everything related to Prince Asu Ruffat," he reminded.

Then he walked out of the tent and headed towards the big tent in the distance. Loki followed him tightly.

"Ashu Rufate... a prince suddenly appeared, interesting, so funny." He murmured to himself.

"Master, do you mean...he pretended to be a prince? But he wasn't?"

"The Emerald Queen has proved his bloodline and identity. Whether he is actually not important at all." Lord Siris replied with a smile. Among the dark elves, Lord Siris is a very special exception. He always smiles with a kind attitude and a gentle tone. Even if he pierces your chest with a sword, the smile on his face will not change at all. It even makes people think that he is a Yasur instead of a Truzi. Of course, anyone who has been with him for a little longer will regain his first impression.

"Based on the information we have collected so far, this prince seems to be full of mystery. There are several relatively unified views at present. First, he is a prince who has always lived in seclusion, but no one can explain where he lives in seclusion. Second, he is brave and good at fighting. While knowing military affairs, he is also very good at using weapons and magic, and can even defeat Heard in one-on-one air battle. But no one knows where he learned these skills... Others can be explained, but his air combat ability... without a mount, he cannot practice air combat."

"Master, you mean...this intelligence is inconsistent with each other."

"Yes, they are contradictory. If the facts are not so obvious, maybe I would think that Prince Eshu Rufat was fabricated at all, but the problem is that he does exist and has captured the Port of Gray Star."

Lord Siris laughed. "So it seems that he is like an enemy that appears out of thin air. The Witch King specially sent me over to help him solve this problem."

"I don't know his parents, origins, relatives, and other things, my preferences, dislikes, habits, and personality, and my teacher, origin, and knowledge... As far as we look at it, we know nothing about this Prince Ashrufate. The same is true for the prisoners we tortured just now."

"But they..."

"They are subordinates of Prince Eshurufat, but that doesn't mean they know the prince very well." Lord Siris replied. "Our stupid cousins ​​are not that curious, but I have."

The captives originated from several unlucky warships, who lost contact with the main force of the fleet and were besieged by the Dark Elves fleet. However, it seems that they don't know much about the prince.

At this time, Lord Sirius had already arrived at the edge of the tent. When he was stalking into the tent, his generals were already waiting. As Loki said before, they had been waiting for a long time.

But no one dared to show a little impatience. In front of the "cruel" Sirius, showing this expression is no different from seeking death. He was indeed smiling gently, but everyone knew that when he tortured the prisoner and looked around with blood and painful moans, he also had this expression.

Lord Sirius came to his place.

"You should be honored, because the Witch King sent me to command you, the trash." Lord Sirius's first sentence was filled with evil irony. "Our weak cousins ​​are just stupid, but you don't even have brains. I will find a way to make you have some brains. If you can't grow, I don't mind losing your brains."

He smiled and said, as if it was a joke between a close friend. It was precisely because he wore a cloak of demeanor and etiquette that the malice was particularly creepy.

"Maybe you will think what I said is inappropriate?" He made a gesture to his entourage. Loki fully understood what the master meant, so he ran out quickly. After a short while, he walked in with a few soldiers and a prisoner.

The generals of the Dark Elf recognized who the prisoner was - Lord Amanhoud. They could not admit their mistakes, because a few days ago, the noble was still the general of this army, and even the highest general who stayed behind the land after the Witch King went to war in person. Of course, that was "a few days ago".

"Prince Ashurufat is a dangerous opponent," Lord Siris said to the prisoner in front of him. "When he was voyage on a long journey, we all knew that he would choose a unique route. At that time, you thought this was a pure lie, because the route was not something that could be seen by just thinking about it. So you ignored this information, but instead targeted the prince, they would deploy troops at those more common landing sites... Of course, the final result was that Anfoglis fell under the attack of Prince Ashurufat."
Chapter completed!