Chapter 362 Elven Presbyterian Church

Looking at those elves who were afraid of him and angry, Al didn't say much, but jumped onto the back of Crow Caesar with Hong Ye, who was lying on his shoulder and fell asleep, and led by Crow Caesar. Down, go straight to the Elven King's Court on the ancient tree above.

The speed of the third-level crow Caesar has reached an astonishing level, and he brought Al to the elf king's court on the ancient tree in an instant.

Walking into the Elven King's Court, Al looked at the twelve elves who were confronting each other with McFartha and McGonn, and he could feel that each of the twelve elves had a strength close to that of the second-level peak Obviously, they are the members of the Elven Presbyterian Church that the four elves said before.

Seeing Al walk in, the twelve Presbyterian elves looked at Al in surprise. They couldn't figure it out. They had already sent someone to kill Al. Why wasn't Al just intact? He came here, and he didn't even look like he was injured at all.

As for Macfasa, he looked at Al at this time, and his intuition had been warning Macfasa of Al's danger. It was a feeling that could threaten him, and this feeling was something that Macfasa had never felt before.

Different from the twelve Elfs of the Presbyterian Church, the third-level powerhouses present, whether it was Macfasa or McGonn, even Tyran Ivan, who was pale and reclining on the throne of the Elven King's Court, felt the feeling of Ai Wen. Al's difference, and even a slight threat can be clearly felt from Al's body.

Looking at Al, Macfasa seemed to understand something, so he immediately said to Al, "Al, have you unlocked the secret of the witchcraft of 'Infinite Possibilities'?"

Nodding his head, Al looked at McFartha and said, "That's right, I did unlock the secret of that witchcraft. Those formulas are indeed a way of practicing witchcraft, and because of the practice of witchcraft, , I was successfully promoted to a third-level wizard, which can be regarded as a surprise."

Those who understood Al's words were slightly shocked. They all looked at Al in disbelief. You must know that the stone slab recording the "infinite possibility" witchcraft has been placed on the ground for hundreds of years. It was placed in the Elf Forest, which was established by the first generation of Elf Queens who immigrated to the March World.

Over the years, not only the elves themselves, but also the elites of humans, orcs, and even dwarves have been invited to watch the slate, trying to unlock the secrets on it, but without exception, all of them failed. Among them are the current queen of elves, Tailan Yiwen, and Mafasa, who is known as the strongest in the world in March.

At first, everyone thought that it was impossible for someone to unlock the secret of this stone slab, but they never thought that it would be unlocked by a human being without a sound, and they were promoted successfully by virtue of the secret on it. At the level of a third-level wizard, this is almost equivalent to saying that there is information on becoming the strongest on that slate!

The twelve elves of the Presbyterian Church looked at each other a few times,

Two of them left immediately, ready to go to see the stone slab.

But at this moment, Al suddenly said: "That stone slab has a self-destruction setting. When someone really cracks the above formulas and learns the witchcraft, that slate will immediately destroy itself. Now Even if you are in the past, what you see are only fragments of stone slabs that have lost their spirituality.

Oh, by the way, there may not even be fragments of the stone slab anymore, because I accidentally destroyed all those fragments when I was fighting the four elves who assassinated me just now, and it is impossible to recover them. "

"Say what!"

"How is this possible, it is clearly indestructible!"

"I do not believe!"

Although they said words of disbelief one after another, the elves of the Presbyterian Church were staring at Al closely, and it seemed that they regarded Al as a living slate.

At this moment, among the twelve elves, the one who seemed to be the oldest came forward, looked at Al, and said, "That stone slab is a fetish of our elves, since you have obtained the contents , then as long as you tell the secret of that witchcraft, we can temporarily ignore the fact that you destroyed the slate."

Looking at the elf who was talking to him, Al thought for a while, and said: "I, Al Grant, have always been a person who repays favors and avenges revenge. If you want the secret on the slate, you can, but here Before that, please explain to me the matter of sending someone to kill me."

Listening to Al's words, the three of them were all taken aback for a moment, and then there was a trace of anger on their faces.

As for the elf who spoke before, he said indifferently: "Whether we did it or not, since you are fine now, tell us the secret contained in that witchcraft first."

Looking at the elf who didn't show any apology, Al raised his eyebrows lightly, and said: "Send someone to assassinate me, and now you want to get benefits from me. It seems that you are really in a high position and your brains are rigid. Who do you think you are, that what you say you want, I must offer with both hands?"

After the words fell, Al suddenly released the aura of a third-level wizard, and the extremely pure spiritual power turned into a hurricane and swept out, whizzing past the bodies of the twelve elves like a storm, making them Almost at the same time, he broke out in a cold sweat, and realized that Al standing in front of them was a real third-level powerhouse!

"Ahem, Al, give me face, don't be as knowledgeable as they are, they have been blinded by the desire for power, otherwise it is impossible to occupy the best resources of the elves, but they have not been promoted to the third level. the one."

It was Tyran Ivan's voice. Al turned his head, looked at Tyran Ivan who was sitting on the throne on the couch, nodded slightly, and withdrew his aura, and was about to go forward to check on Tyran Ivan's situation.

But at this moment, a blue thunderbolt and a white beam of light fell from mid-air one after another, and broke into the Elven King's court. They were none other than the united Magomo and Solangel!

Seeing the two people who suddenly appeared in the hall of the Elven King's Court, a relatively young elf in the Elder's Council suddenly stepped forward and shouted at the two of them: "Who are you? Don't you know that the Elf King's Court If not everyone can come in, you..."

Before the elf finished speaking, Solangsel among the two people suddenly stretched out his hand, and a bright white light spit out the elf instantly to death. enable new url