Return from the second dimension

Stove fire returned to the business district with a deep complexion, and when passing by the gate of the city, he happened to ran into a group of monks from the house.

Just looking at the expressions of the monks who wished to lift their nostrils to the sky, the fire would know that this group of people must be sissy from the elves.

For this group of guys who always think they are superior, talking and acting as accidents, Fire has never had a good impression.

The dwarven aliens’ castle area is adjacent to these elves. The two sides have fought fiercely more than once in thousands of years. The hatred has a long history.

Although not to the point of endless dying, but they also dislike each other and fight each other frequently.

Even if the situation has eased before, as long as the monks of the two races come together, quarrels and physical conflicts will often occur.

The young people of the dwarf race are extremely enthusiastic about this kind of battle. Their greatest pleasure is to knock off these sissy teeth, press them in the dust, and then sit down.

When Lu Huo was young, he participated in several such battles, and even once captured the son of an Elf Clan's fifth-level castle lord, stuffed it under his hips and sat for a whole day!

This incident is also one of the records that Furnace is proud of. Whenever drinking to degrade these elves, Furnace will bring up this matter.

If you meet this group of guys on weekdays, the fire will inevitably step forward to ridicule a few words, and clearly express his contempt.

And the look of those elven cultivators furious and desperate, drawing their swords to fight to the death, is the scene that Furnace likes to see.

Whenever this time, the fire will fill the opponent's brain into a group of monkeys jumping up and down, holding their stomachs and laughing.

Although this habit has been maintained for many years, it is a pity that he is in a bad mood today, and he naturally lost the mood to tease these elves.

He just wanted to quickly return to the area where he lived, and tell the cultivator leader of Loucheng about his previous experience.

But at this moment, a quarrel suddenly came, attracting the fire's attention.

Turning his head and looking, he saw that the group of elven monks who had just arrived in the Holy Dragon City gathered together at the gate of the inner city, seeming to have a conflict with the defenders.

After seeing this scene, the fire stopped immediately, turned and ran back to watch the excitement.

The furnace fire, who had a preliminary understanding of the strength of the Holy Dragon City, looked up at the arrogant elven cultivators, and couldn't help but chuckle secretly.

This group of damn sissy always thinks that they should be treated with courtesy wherever they go. They make elegant excuses, but they are doing something arrogant.

Now that you provoke Saint Dragon City, just wait to eat it!

While the fire was pondering secretly, the quarrel at the gate of the city had become more intense.

This group of elven monks who have just arrived, with a total number of nearly 100, are all wearing white cloaks and well-equipped armor.

From the point of view of cultivation, this group of elven cultivators are very strong, the lowest cultivator is also fourth-level cultivation, and the lord-level cultivator has ten people.

This kind of combat power can easily destroy an ordinary fifth-level building city!

At this moment they all stood in front of the inner city gate, facing the defenders.

An elven lord with a handsome face wearing hollow armor, looking coldly at the warrior of the Holy Dragon City in front of him, said in a tone with a hint of command: "I’ll say it again, I have the official documents of the Elf City in my hand. It needs to be handed over to your city lord, so let him come to see me immediately!"

Confronting this elven tribe lord monk was a holy dragon city warrior with a level of cultivation.

Facing the elf monk who was strong enough to crush him, this holy dragon city warrior wearing black armor was not afraid, just snorted coldly: "I want to ask you to see the Lord of the City, I can tell you. .

I want Lord City Lord to come to see you, who do you think you are? I think you are not awake, right?"

The elven lord sneered when he heard the words, glanced at the soldier with contempt, and sarcastically said: "What identity do you dare to make your own claim?"

"I'm just an ordinary warrior in the castle, responsible for guarding this city gate, so I have the right to refuse your request!

I can tell you clearly, this kind of thing that insults the majesty of Lord City Lord is totally unwilling to happen to me!

Let me tell you, Holy Dragon City is different from other places, here, your set does not work well!"

Speaking of this, the Holy Dragon City warrior narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "I warn you again. This is an inner city area. Irrelevant people are strictly forbidden to approach. Please leave here immediately.

If you ignore the warning again, I have the right to shoot you!"

It seemed that he was coordinating with the warrior's warning. As soon as his voice fell, there was a sudden sound of "King chucha" mechanical operation on the wall.

The four near-anti-aircraft guns, two anti-aircraft machine guns, and countless black muzzles placed at the head of the city all locked these elf monks in an instant.

In the eyes of those city guards, killing intent flashed continuously.

A breath that made people feel extremely depressed, suddenly diffused, making people feel like death is close at hand.

The expressions of the Elf Clan monks who had been arrogant changed, at this moment, they had already felt a strong crisis.

They have a hunch that the metal pipes on the top of the city can definitely tear them to pieces easily!

Although they are extremely confident in their martial arts and bows and arrows, they still lack confidence in the face of this cold killing intent.

But even so, they didn't dare to shrink and dodge, they could only grit their teeth, because they represented the face of the elves.

The elven lord who had negotiated with the warriors of the Holy Dragon City also felt the strong murderous aura at this moment, and his heart was shocked.

He glanced at those weapons pretendingly, and he, who seemed unchanging, had already tightened his muscles.

The elves also have similar firearms, but because of the small number, they are basically only used for research and rarely for actual combat.

Although it has been confirmed by intelligence that the Holy Dragon City has a large number of firearms and weapons, they still do not have a clear conclusion about the actual power of these weapons.

But now it seems that the power of these firearms is far beyond one's imagination!

After realizing this, the elven lord's confidence was not as strong as before.

Just when he felt embarrassed, his complexion suddenly changed slightly, as if he heard something, his eyes kept rolling.

A few seconds later, the elven lord's complexion eased, and he said to the defending warrior: "Since you insist on doing this, I don't need to be familiar with you.

Then, please inform the lord now, saying that Yue Qianhua, the daughter of the elven moon god count, please see the lord, and discuss with lord lord if you have important matters!"

This time, his attitude was obviously much more kind than before, at least there was no sense of superiority in his tone.

The confronting Saint Dragon City fighters heard the words, glanced at the opponent coldly, and picked up the walkie-talkie next to them.

After explaining the situation here, after about a few minutes, a reply came from the intercom.

After the warrior with earphones listened, he said to the Elf tribe lord in front of him: "The Lord of the City can meet you, but you can only enter three people at most, and you don't need to carry weapons!"

The elf monk looked at the walkie-talkie in the hands of the Saint Dragon City warrior, a curious color flashed in his eyes, and turned to look at the team behind him.

A woman wearing a white robe nodded slightly, and then looked at a beautiful woman beside her.

The woman also wore a white cloak and a set of extremely fit white leather armor. The shape was exquisite, which perfectly set off her body curve.

Although her front chest is not very stalwart, it is extremely well-proportioned and looks quite seductive.

Under the white leather armor is a pair of perfectly proportioned legs, straight and round, a kind of strange white textile, tightly wrapping her slender legs, exuding a faint fluorescence.

A pair of white leather boots stretched to the knees, with extremely delicate patterns pressed on them, obviously expensive.

Accompanied by two Lord-level monks, the woman slowly passed through the city gate and walked into the inner city.