The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-Earth

Chapter 492 Asking for Help

Chapter 501 Asking for help

Kasluo soon arrived outside the boundary of the Star Elf clan. Kasluo, who had forgotten where the gate was, walked around the boundary and couldn't find the entrance. However, this was not a problem for a dragon-riding general. After all, If I can't find them, let them come to me. This sentence made Kaslo understand clearly.

"Boom!" The phantom of the dragon claw in the void slapped the barrier hard, and the barrier formed by the power of the star dragon suddenly shook (it couldn't be hit before, but now everyone is a dragon knight) They are all half-measured.)

"Boom!" A dazzling star pierced out from below, and Kaslow pulled the reins to avoid the attack.

"Peter Gro, stop!" Kaslo shouted stop quickly. He was here to shake people, not to fight.

"Casslo? You are so free!" Peter Groh greeted Kaslo cordially in his first sentence.

"Who is a decent person who would just go and smash the skylight of someone else's house?" Peter Groh asked while riding Star Dragon Sky.

"Let's get down to business, this time I have something important to do with you and King Eovia!" Kaslo said quickly.

"Tell me, let me hear something that requires you to smash the skylight of my house!" Peter Groh hugged his chest and looked like he was listening to the quibbles.

"The dark camp has taken action, and a plague has broken out throughout the North!" Kaslow's first words shocked Peter Gro.

"What? Wait! Come with me, I will take you to see King Eovia!" Cold sweat broke out on Peter Gro's head, and there was no longer any joking.

"Damn, I have to admit you should knock on my glass!" Peter Groh complained as he flew.

"Are there guests?" Eovia raised an eyebrow and motioned for the attendant to serve tea.

"Have a drink, something big happened to His Highness!" Peter Gro pushed away the elf attendant and threw himself in front of Eovia.

"Oh? Sir Kaslo, welcome to Singere!" Iovia did not look at Peter Groh but gave Kaslo a friendly smile.

"Peter, I'm not talking about you! There are guests here, be careful!" Eovia picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. The fragrant tea made Eovia's eyes narrow. He raised the tea cup to signal. Peter Groh also had a cup of tea to relax himself.

"Still drinking! Damn it! The humans in the north will die if they drink again!" Peter Groh raised his hand and slapped the tea cup away from Eovia's hand.

"Pfft!" Eovia spat directly, both because she was shocked by Peter Gro's actions and because of his words.

"King Eovia, the North has now reached its most difficult time... I don't know when they cast a curse, allowing the plague to rage in the North... River Valley State has fallen, and the Kingdom of Akvia and La The Grand Kingdom is struggling to support itself, and we need the help of our friends!" Kaslo said sincerely.

"Has the source of the curse been solved?" Eovia went straight to the point.

"This is exactly why I came." Kaslo said, stroking his chest.

"Finding the source of the curse is not what knights and rangers are good at. We don't have the sharp mental power of spellcasters." Iovia shook her head with a wry smile.

"Do you have a goal?" Eovia asked again.

"We speculate that it is in the Long Lake, but the Long Lake is so big..." Kaslow looked at Eovia and did not continue.

"I understand, let's set off now!" Iovia waved her hand and was not in the mood to drink tea. If she continued to drink tea, all her allies would die.

"Tell me how the other elves are doing?" Iovia said as she hurriedly walked out.

"Do you think those woodland elves nourished by magic wells are afraid of the plague?" Kaslo turned back and said in disbelief.

"Well, except for the wandering prairie elves, it is true that the elves are not afraid of the negative conditions caused by the plague because of the nourishment of the magic well." Eovia, as an elf, naturally understands.

"The resistance of dwarves is higher than that of elves..." Kaslo interrupted the spellcasting before Iovia could continue.

"So...only you humans in the north suffered heavy losses in this war?" Eovia asked.

"..." Kaslo really wanted to say, although everything you said is right, there is no need to say it out loud...it's so embarrassing.

"Peter, it's time for us to go!" The resolute Eovia left Singletary in a few leaps. Kaslo behind him was envious of Eovia's smooth use of the power of space. After all, the attributes of space Even many sixth-level people are just scratching the surface.

"Where should I look for it?" Mr. Radil asked as he beat his sore legs. The long blue lake had just unveiled the veil of winter. Such a large area made Radil feel numb.

"Just look for it along the river bank!" Ormsk pointed out a route for Radil on the map.

"Okay!" Radil just opened his eyes a few times and remembered it, and then immediately went out in a hurry.

"Spellcasters, I'm going to trouble you now!" Ormsk pointed to a piece of water and said to Ivy and the others.

"Shall we swim there?" A look of resistance appeared on Ivy's face.

"Row a boat!" Yun Feng laughed angrily, and could only cover his eyes and twitch the corners of his mouth. Yun Feng dared to use his life as a bet to bet that the most harsh and stingy lord (Roland) in the entire Middle-Earth would not let his subordinates bet in the early spring. Lake swimming!

"Okay." Ivy stuck out her tongue playfully, looked at several small wooden boats placed by the lake, waved to others, and then called the priest to get on the boat.

"Well, why doesn't it go away?" Ivy tilted her head and asked Yun Feng on the shore. At the same time, she pointed her innocent eyes to Yun Feng to look at the small wooden boat that was still spinning under her butt...

"Come here and help them!" Yun Feng looked at the priests who almost broke the defense as they rowed the boats with a ghostly effect. He could only let a few knights serve as ferrymen, otherwise he would probably wait until everyone in the kingdom After lying down, these people performed a "big windmill" on the lake.

Sure enough, after the knights took action, the boat immediately sailed forward briskly until it disappeared from the sight of Yun Feng and others.

"Okay, Ormsk, you lead the knights to watch them, and I will search in the farthest north!" Yun Feng nodded to Ormsk, and disappeared in front of everyone in a flash.

"Where are we?" Seeing that everyone was leaving, the old man Adilai, who had been making soy sauce, couldn't help but asked.

"Us? We're here to watch!" Omsk said, holding his chest and feeling out of breath. This is not a matter of not opening a certain pot! It's useless even if the sixth-level heroes can temporarily stay in the air and fly with the battle energy fire. After all, in such a big lake, they are not outstanding in terms of mental strength... apart from protecting them with the protection of the Knights, they really don't seem to have anything to do. .

In fact, if the heroes really try their best to burst the sea of ​​consciousness and pour out their mental power, they can achieve the same mental power search range as a spell caster, but it is not long-lasting and hurts their potential. For the knight profession, their mental power Most of the power serves the immediate surroundings. Within a certain range, the knight's mental power perception is even stronger than that of most spellcasters. However, Ormsk said that with a radius of 2-3 meters, forget it, we won't be embarrassed and conspicuous.

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