The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 238 Divine Turn

In one minute, or even less than one minute, Feng Yu had run nearly a thousand meters. Even 100-meter runners would be ashamed of his speed.

Feng Yu ran to a sentry tower in one breath and met old man Anthony who had already flown above the sentry tower.

Nicole covered her face. The wind caused by Feng Yu's fast running even made it difficult for her to breathe. Nicole, who was placed behind the sentry tower by Feng Yu, took her hands down. Her originally crystal clear little face turned pale, and Feng Yu felt heartbroken.

Without saying a word, he took the demon hunting rifle handed to him by Marshall and put it on his back, walked to the base of the watchtower, dismantled the dual-purpose gun in a few moves, and held it in his arms.

This thing was too big. Although he could lift it, it was very awkward. At this moment, he understood the feeling of a dwarf using an unmodified elven rifle.

However, he still held the dual-purpose gun steadily, took the special magic-breaking shells handed over by Marshall with a serious face, and pushed them into the magazine.

The old man landed in front of Nicole and carefully looked at her to see if she was injured. Nicole said worriedly, "Grandpa, be careful. The opponent is a wind mage and a golden dragon."

The old man nodded heavily, and there was a sound of people sucking in their breaths of shock all around.

The Mage Saint and the Golden Dragon are not guys to be trifled with.

"What are you afraid of? Just hold your guns steady. That mage is quite capable, but I almost killed that golden dragon just now. It's just a show-off.

Old man, just protect Nicole later, but don't go up."

Anthony was about to speak, but suddenly he was stunned. He listened with his ear tilted for a while, then soared into the sky and flew towards the distant sky.

"Fuck, is this old man crazy?"

Feng Yu had a stunned look on his face. We just discussed the script, why didn't you play according to the routine?
"Grandpa..." Nicole screamed.

"Teacher, what should we do?"

"You protect Nicole!" Feng Yu said, and ran over there.

"What the hell is going on!" Feng Yu was depressed. He had already run to the bottom of old man Anthony. In the distant sky, the Mage Saint and a humanoid golden dragon were standing in the air.

It can be seen that the two parties are communicating something, but Feng Yu can only see their lips moving, but can't hear anything.

He thought of the time when the Mage Saint delivered the message to the Golden Dragon in the same way. It seemed that the Mage Saint had a method to converge the sound.

Not long after, a lot of people had gathered on the edge of Cattail City, and many heavy weapons had been deployed. Herbert led a team of elven warriors holding demon hunting rifles and slowly approached Feng Yu.

"Are you okay?" Herbert asked Feng Yu, who was covered in dirt.

"It's okay, I was just scared. Damn it, a mage and a golden dragon suddenly jumped out beside me. Luckily I have practiced before, otherwise I would be scared to death. Are Gryn the Mage and the Dragon Knight so worthless? You can encounter them even when you are walking in the wilderness!"

Herbert also smiled bitterly and stared at the three figures in the sky without saying a word.

"I've got them all aimed. If things look bad, I'll give them to the other two first..."

Before Feng Yu finished speaking, the three figures in the sky had already merged into one.

"I… Shit! What the hell?"

In the courtyard of the parliament, Bori was walking around anxiously, waiting for news from the front, but he saw three figures descending from the sky, led by the great sage Anthony.

"This is the dwarf crown prince, Borri Ironclaw. Borri, this is Mr. Cromwell, the wind mage saint, and this is Paul King, one of the dragon elders and the chief of the gold dragon clan."

Bori: "..." Even though he was knowledgeable and experienced, he really didn't know what to say at this moment. He could only express his respect to these two people using the dwarf etiquette.

"Darren is still outside. Send someone to greet him and call the four chairmen over. Tell them that our friends from the Dragon Clan and the Mage Saint are here to discuss the issue of the Planar War."

"Uh...ok."

Bo Rui followed the advice with a confused look on his face.

"What? What do you mean by discussing the issue of the plane war? They blocked me in the Great Wasteland. If it weren't for my good luck, I would be dead now. Do I have to treat them to tea?"

Bo Rui smiled bitterly and said, "I heard from them that no one attacked you. You were the one who attacked from the beginning to the end."

"I go……"

Feng Yu felt discouraged. What the hell was going on?
The Pupu City Council acted quickly. After all, whether it was the Mage Saint, the Dragon Clan, or the Plane War, any one of these three words was enough to be taken seriously by the four clans in Pupu City. Now that the representatives of two words had gathered together to discuss the third word, there was no reason for them not to pay attention to it.

Feng Yu did not participate. His heart was still beating fast and he was not beating back to normal. Besides, this so-called discussion was just a briefing meeting according to Feng Yu's understanding.

After all, the leaders of the four tribes are not here. There are only representatives of the four tribes here. They cannot make any decisions, and naturally it is impossible to have any valuable discussions.

After all, the human Mage Saint and the Dragon Clan Elders had a fight with Feng Yu near Xiangpu City, and the news could not be concealed. In less than half a day, everyone in Xiangpu City knew that the human Mage Saint and the Dragon Clan Elders had come to Xiangpu City.

The residents of the four tribes in Pupu City reacted strongly to this, but with Feng Yu restraining them, they still had to go to work and no big waves were caused.

Nicole was frightened, Feng Yu stayed with her all the time, as for the parliament, is it important? !
In fact, compared to the daytime, Feng Yu prefers the night in the wilderness. The stars in the sky are clearly visible, and there is also the big moon that Feng Yu didn’t think was unscientific at first, but now seems unscientific.

"Master Cromwell always likes to give people surprises?" Feng Yu said without turning his head.

"Don't you always like to use weapons to talk?"

Feng Yu took back the revolver from his ribs and put it back into the holster.

"Before you humans set your sights on the Great Wilderness, I never carried a weapon when I went out."

"We humans?"

Cromwell asked back, and then he laughed. Feng Yu found that this old man was different from Anthony. Anthony liked to have a stern face every day, but this old man was just the opposite. His sense of humour was shockingly low.

"It is indeed us humans. Then can you tell me about yourself and why you want to help the four tribes?"

Feng Yu turned around and glanced at Cromwell, who was sitting on the slope not far from him and looked unimpressive.

"Yes, I can, but I have to ask you something first."

"Please speak." The old man said with a smile.

"Can a wizard of your level and the dragon transform into an elf or a dwarf?"

Cromwell smiled and said, "I know what you want to ask. The dragon race's transformation starts at the third level, and can only change every time they advance. In other words, they cannot change their current appearance until they advance.

As for me, an old man, I am a pure human being, and I don’t have any spells like racial talents.”

(End of this chapter)