Lord of the Oasis

The black elves did not appear again, but this situation did not make everyone feel at ease.

After dinner, Abel and others led three teams to patrol around the camp, trying to find any clues about the black elves lurking here.

But everyone got nothing.

"What should I do?" When the three of them met again with their soldiers. Clemont said anxiously.

"Did the black elves who came to attack have escaped?" DeWitt guessed.

"It is indeed possible. Maybe the previous attack was a test by them against us." Abel analyzed: "And the result of the test did not satisfy them."

"Although this situation will make it easier for us. But I still want to get the method to remove the dark magic from the soldiers." Clemont sighed.

"Yes." DeWitt nodded: "Although there is the possibility of the black elf escaping, we still cannot let down our guard."

It was late at night, and the tent was brightly lit. After the attack the night before, everyone could not go to bed early with peace of mind.

"Ah!" A scream sounded in the camp.

"What's wrong?" DeWitt hurriedly walked out of his tent and asked.

The soldiers resting in various tents also quickly put on their armor and walked to the open space of the camp.

"Hello." At the entrance of the camp, there were several slender dark elves standing side by side. One of the black elves held a Calradian soldier hostage.

This is the first time that DeWitt and others have seen the original appearance of the black elves: they have a woman-like shapely figure and a slender waist. The color of the skin is like the blue sky and moonlit night, with a simple light.

"Put our men down quickly!" Clemont rushed to the scene and roared loudly.

"Okay, as long as you give up your camp, we will let all of you live." A black elf said teasingly.

"What a joke!" Calradian soldiers and elven soldiers said dissatisfied.

DeWitt raised his right hand to signal everyone to stop the noise, and continued to say to several black elves: "We can't agree to the conditions you mentioned. And the five of you just want to rob our entire army. Are you a little too confident?"

"You will know if you try it." A black elf said: "In order to survive in this plain, we have never been afraid of anyone."

"I didn't expect that the black elf who was once so glorious would now be in such a state of decline." Abel walked through the crowd and said to the leading black elf.

"If you can withstand glory, you can also survive troughs." A black elf stared at Abel and said in a mocking tone: "Didn't the adults of the elves teach us the principle of being able to bend and stretch?"

The words probably refer to the time when the elves led other races to besiege the black elves.

"The truth goes on and on." Clemont stepped forward and said angrily: "The attack last night was done by your group, right?"

"Yes. It was just temporarily interrupted by your appearance." A black elf said nonchalantly.

Clemont was really resentful of the other party's casual attitude. When he thought of the tragic situation of the two soldiers who were attacked, he couldn't help but said: "Tonight, if you can't give an explanation to our injured comrades. We will not I will let you go."

"Boom!" Several Calradian soldiers walked to the direction behind the black elf and closed the door of the camp.

"That's okay." One of the leading black elves said: "For the sake of your enthusiasm, I will come to give you more strength."

After he finished speaking, he walked up to the bound soldier and placed his palm on the soldier's head.

An ancient mantra was recited.

The humans and elves present all felt the bad atmosphere.

"What are you going to do?" DeWitt rushed forward, lifted up the soldier who was kneeling on the ground, and took him away from the Black Elves.

The soldier trembled in his arms.

DeWitt looked at the leader of the black elves with a slightly ominous look.

He saw the other party giving him a ghostly smile. At the same time, the body temperature of the soldier in his arms suddenly dropped.

"careful!"

DeWitt's eyes widened.

He saw the soldier stiffly breaking away from his arms. When he put his hand gently on his shoulder. A bone-gnawing chill came over me.

"brush!"

Before anyone could react, the soldier's knife penetrated DeWitt's abdomen.

"Bang!"

When Abel saw the soldier's blood-stained hands leaving Devitt's body, he ran forward as fast as he could and kicked him into the open space a few meters away.

"DeWitt!!" Abel supported DeWitt's body that was about to fall and shouted worriedly.

Logically speaking, he accepted such a violent blow from Abel. Even a specially trained soldier should have three or four broken ribs. But the soldier who was ejected looked like a zombie. He fell to the ground within five seconds and then quickly stood up. He fell into the ranks of Calradian soldiers and fought hand to hand.

The soldiers of Calradia were frightened by this sudden change. When the soldiers rushed towards them, they were hesitant on how to fight. In the end, under the iron-wall-like defense of the Calradian soldiers, the soldiers who were cast by the spell failed to hurt any of them and fell under the siege of the shield.

"Quick! Take General DeWitt to stop the bleeding!" Abel commanded to the several elf warriors behind him.

Everyone hurriedly carried DeWitt, who was still bleeding from the wound, away from the battlefield.

"How is it? Do you want to put us to death even more?" A black elf said after watching the whole process.

"You are a bunch of scum. Don't even think about leaving today!" Clemont ordered angrily: "All Calradian warriors, follow me!"

Abel's face was solemn and he didn't say a word. Command the elven warriors to prepare for the attack. He also walked into the queue of Calradian soldiers. Although he is an elf, his skills are not limited to spells, and his physical fitness is not inferior to that of the young warriors active in Calradia.

"Kill!" Clemont took out his weapon and charged at the forefront.

The dark elf's eyes were filled with vigilance. The leading black elf stood closest to the charging soldiers and read a whole paragraph of ancient French in his mouth.

"Hell slave!" The black elf finished his chant: his green eyes suddenly flashed, and a dark spiritual power surged out of his body and stuck to his body in a sticky way.

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