Chapter 663

Ocule let a blood elf ranger into Might and Magic, and it wasn't long before the ranger returned with news.

"Your Excellency Raistlin." Ocule said respectfully, "The Countess invites you to visit Santera's residence, but only you are allowed to enter..." When he said this, his expression became tense, and he looked at Izzet, afraid of the holy step. The strong are angry.

Santra's residence is the hidden place of the blood elves, and few outsiders know of its existence.

It is impossible for the Countess Livlin to let strangers in at will. Moreover, there are no holy-level powerhouses in Santera's residence. If this drow is not good for the blood elves, it will definitely be a terrible disaster.

The other few people don't mess with them, so naturally they have to block them out.

"Is this how the blood elves treat guests?"

Barack immediately expressed his dissatisfaction, and several teammates were not too happy. Although they could all understand the reason for the blood elves' vigilance, it was disappointing to be rejected.

Okule was bitter in his heart, but he had no choice but to explain: "Everyone, please forgive us for our difficulties. Santera's residence is an important place for blood elves. In the past, extraordinary people were invited to enter, but later they brought us A lot of trouble, and almost leaked the location of Santera's residence."

"You think we're going to leak the news?" Barack asked rhetorically.

The blood elf mage looked embarrassed, finally gritted his teeth, nodded and said: "Yes, this is exactly our concern, please understand."

Barack sneered.

He didn't have this idea at first, but now that the blood elves were so defensive about him, he wanted to do it instead.

Just about to get angry, Izzet pressed Barak's shoulder, shook his head slightly, and said to Okule: "Since we are not allowed in, then forget it. Please rest assured, we will not reveal it to anyone. The location of Santra's residence."

Okule let go of his hanging heart, bowed and saluted, and said gratefully: "Thank you for your tolerance."

The dark elf didn't say much, looking at Raistlin.

Raistlin was still thinking of a way to let everyone in, but seeing that Izzet gave up on his own initiative, he stopped thinking about it. He knew that Izzet was reminding himself to be careful, so he nodded, "Wait for me nearby, come out soon."

"Okay." Izzet took Barak with him and exited the encirclement of the blood elves.

Athena and Doensos also left.

"Your Excellency Raistlin, please." Ocule let the surrounding blood elves get out of the way, waved his hand, and the vines opened a wide passage.

He led the way and walked through the magic door.

Raistlin passed through the door, and the scene in front of him changed, and he found himself in a bright room with no windows on the surrounding walls, and the overhead was illuminated by crystal lamps. .

"This should be the dungeon of Abraken."

"Just don't know how deep it is?"

Surrounded by a group of blood elf guards, they looked at him with vigilance and curiosity. Okule said again: "Your Excellency, please follow me."

He led Raistlin out the only door in the room.

Then he stood at the door and turned back and said, "Welcome to Santra's residence."

Raistlin's eyes suddenly opened up, and the interior of a magnificent temple came into view. He was standing at a door on the side, and he could see the whole temple. It is elliptical in shape as a whole, with a maximum length of more than 300 meters at both ends, and a dome tens of meters high is supported by huge columns, as if in a stadium in a previous life.

There are two rows of crystal lamps hanging above the dome, emitting dazzling light, illuminating it like daytime.

In the middle of the ground below is a small square, paved with neat stone slabs. There is a magic fountain in the center. The square is surrounded by clean and tidy streets. Beautiful flowers are planted along the street. Every tree has been carefully cut and the air is fresh. , without the slightest sense of stuffiness.

There are exquisite houses on both sides of the street, with a distinct elf style.

Ornate draperies are hung in front of every house for decoration, with complicated patterns embroidered on them. The buildings are mainly in red tones. The corridors, towers, terraces, courtyards, etc. are all ingenious, but they are integrated with the surroundings. .

Magical creations can be seen everywhere in the streets.

The arcane puppet that patrols with a fixed route is more than four meters tall and makes heavy footsteps when passing by; the broom that automatically sweeps the floor cleans the street non-stop; the air is filled with arcane energy, emitting a dim light, Dreamlike.

Such a wonderful elf dwelling, if it is not known in advance, it is hard to imagine that it is located underground as deep as an unknown number of meters.

Raistlin's face showed admiration: "It's a beautiful home."

"This is just a residence." Okule said proudly with a reserved look, "Our home is in Eversong City. If you have the opportunity, Lord Raistlin, you can go and see it."

"I'm looking forward to it," Raistlin said politely.

Ocule didn't know whether it was on purpose to show off, or for other reasons, instead of using teleportation, he led Raistlin on foot through the blood elf residence. Walking on the spotless streets, there were not many blood elves passing by, but they all turned their heads or even stopped, casting surprised glances.

Raistlin watched them too.

The blood elves are about the same height as humans, and they are all very outstanding in appearance. They are both handsome and beautiful, with slender bodies, and it is almost impossible to find a mediocre one.

Most of their occupations are rangers, and four out of about ten are rangers.

The remaining two are mages, one is an assassin, and the three are unknown professions who hold the bloody holy light. The proportion is very high, and the number is second only to the ranger.

On the contrary, there are not many well-known law-breakers in Arrenus.

Observing these blood elves who possessed the Holy Light at close range, they were obviously much stronger than their clansmen. Wearing armor and carrying heavy two-handed swords, they obviously possessed strong melee strength. At the same time, the bloody holy light also gave them healing ability, strong strength, high defense, and healing. The overall strength was much higher than that of rangers and assassins, and almost comparable to mages.

The Holy Light Knight among the blood elves?

Raistlin wondered in his heart, as expected, this profession should have been born not long ago among the blood elves, so it was not known to outsiders.

The eyes of the soul found that all the blood elves who had mastered the holy light were mentally unstable.

They are plagued by some kind of mental problem and have potential hidden dangers.

Even so, the racial talent of the blood elves is much higher than that of humans. Almost all of them have extraordinary power. The fact that the proportion of mages is close to 20% alone makes humans disappear.

The long lifespan makes there are no weaklings among the elves.

These blood elves are even more elite, and nearly half have high-level strength.

Raistlin followed Ocule all the way, through a passage, and came to another underground town with a smaller space.

Okule did not hide anything. He told Raistlin that all four of these underground spaces in Santera Residence are connected to each other. After they excavated the underground ruins of Abraken, they developed them on the basis of the ruins. It took more than a hundred years for this.

Like other elven cities, Santera's residence has a magical energy network channel, and all activities rely on magical energy.

The vast majority of blood elves live on "Novafax Island", which is the island of revenge.

Blood elves have built many strongholds like Santera's residence in the New World. The locations are hidden and the number of people varies, but not all of them are built underground.

But Ocule did not say how many blood elves lived in Santera's residence.

In fact, Raistlin could figure it out even if he didn't say it. In front of the all-seeing eye, nothing can be hidden.

There are between one thousand and fifteen hundred blood elves in Santra's dwelling.

This is an extraordinary force that cannot be underestimated.

"We're here." Ocule stopped in front of a luxurious and tall building. There were a few arcane puppets standing guard at the door, and a whole team of blood elves guarding the holy light stood beside him, keeping vigilance against the unfamiliar Raistlin. And inevitably curious.

"Your Excellency Okule, the countess invites you and the honored guests to enter." A blood elf came up to welcome her.

Entering it, passing through corridors and gardens, and finally reaching the drawing room deep in the garden, Raistlin saw a female blood elf sitting inside.

She is more beautiful than her own people, even among the elves, she is rare to see. Her long dark red hair is tied neatly behind her head, revealing her fair neck and a pair of pointed ears. There was a faint red glow in the depths of her eyes. She was tall and well-proportioned, wearing a well-fitting magic armor, and her powerful aura was difficult to conceal, and it was revealed unconsciously.

Raistlin's heart moved slightly, this should be Countess Livelyn.

On the way here, Okule mentioned that her full name is "Livlin* Qingsong", she came from a noble family, inherited the family's title of earl, and has a very high status among the blood elves.

Santera Residence was created by Countess Livlin.

The eyes of the soul saw that Livlin had also mastered the bloody holy light, and it was the strongest that Raistlin had seen so far, reaching the peak of legend.

After Raistlin entered, the female elf stood up and greeted, "Baradash, Maranore."

"Miss." Raistlin nodded in response.

Livlin's eyes flickered red, and she realized that she couldn't see through Raistlin's strength, even though Ocule had sent someone back to inform her of this information in advance, and delayed the time so that she had enough time to prepare, But when she actually saw it, she was still very surprised.

And Raistlin was just one of these strange visitors.

At this moment, the legendary mage in Santera's residence was remotely monitoring other people outside, especially the holy demon hunter, which made Livlin extremely afraid.

"My lord Raistlin, please take a seat."

Livlin didn't show any enthusiasm, she had a kind of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away, and asked directly in Imperial language: "Are you from Wedzeland?"

"Exactly." Raistlin took out his badge and flashed it.

Beside Livlin was a male blood elf with a very young face. In fact, he was over 600 years old and an eighteenth-level mage. Judging by his status, he should be second only to the countess.

The blood elf mage nodded slightly, assuring the countess that the badge was real.

The eyes of the soul noticed that the emotions of both of them fluctuated. Obviously, they were no strangers to the Wezeland badge. It can be judged from this that the blood elves must be very aware of the floating city of Xinxiang built on Shield Island back then, and even had contact with it.

Raistlin was not surprised by this.

The construction of Xinxiang Floating Void City took more than 20 years, and Santera's residence was established more than a hundred years ago. It is impossible to hide such a big movement and what happened so close to the blood elves.

Livlin maintained a sense of alienation, and said lightly: "Guests from afar, if you want to get clues about the Floating Void City from me, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

"Your Excellency, since the floating city jumped and left three years ago, it has never appeared again." Okule next to him also added.

Raistlin was slightly disappointed.

He thought that the blood elf invited him into Santera's residence because he had useful clues to tell him.

The eyes of the soul saw that the other party did not tell lies.

"Ma'am, how much do you know about Xinxiang Floating City?" Raistlin asked. Come here, just ask about the situation back then, maybe you can find something useful.

"Not too many." Livlin said: "I know what you want to ask. When the wizards of Wezeland built the floating city on Shield Island, I was originally opposed to it. Later, considering that a floating city can wipe out the enemy, It even threatens the Scourge, so I acquiesce in your construction, neither opposing nor interfering."

"It was only later..."

The blood elf snorted coldly, with a displeased expression on his face, "The floating city not only failed to wipe out the undead, but fell into the hands of the Scourge. If I had known this, I would never have allowed you to build the floating city."

"I'm sorry about that." Raistlin made no excuses.

The responsibility for the loss of Xinxiang Floating Void City is indeed with Wezeland. Although this is the secret plan of the chairman of Madera and the nobles of Modu, it has nothing to do with him, but for the blood elves, there is no difference between the two. The wizard of Zeelan made a big mistake.

The greatest enemy of the blood elves is the Scourge, and the blood feud is irreconcilable.

That's why they changed their name to Blood Elves.

Originally, the blood elves were already at a loss in the face of the endless army of undead. They struggled to resist for more than three thousand years, and even the Island of Revenge was breached many times, losing countless clansmen. Now the Scourge has acquired a floating city, making the situation of the blood elves even worse.

If one day the floating city appeared above the Revenge Island, it would be nothing less than a disaster for the blood elves.

Livlin didn't hate the Wezelan wizard, so she was relatively restrained.

She looked at Raistlin again, and suddenly said: "Your Excellency, Raistlin, with your strength, your status in Wedzeland should not be low, right?"

Raistlin nodded silently.

"Are you a member of the Council of Six?" the Countess asked again, "Can I see His Excellency Anse Wodos?"

"Yes." Raistlin replied.

He probably guessed the intention of the other party, no wonder he did not hesitate to expose Santera's residence and invited himself in.

Sure enough, Livlin said: "Whezelan bears the unshirkable responsibility for the Scourge to acquire the floating city. For this, the regent believes that the blood elves have no right to pursue responsibility, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the clan, but I have a different opinion." If one day in the future, the floating city of the Scourge attacked Revenge Island, I hope Wezeland can help resist."

"After all, this is the bad result you caused, so you have to take responsibility."

After speaking, Livlin's tone became more and more serious.

She stared at Raistlin closely, thinking that Raistlin would raise objections, but unexpectedly, Raistlin immediately agreed: "This is what it should be, Wezeland will not evade responsibility."

The three blood elves in the living room were surprised.

"You can make the decision?" Livlin raised her slender eyebrows, "Don't you need to ask Sir Anse Wodos for instructions?"

"I'm looking for traces of the floating city to destroy it." Raistlin calmly replied: "This is also the will of all wizards in Wezeland."

"very good!"

Livlin was very satisfied with this statement, and the coldness in her eyes melted a little, "With such an attitude from Wezelan, I feel relieved."

She said to Okule, "Let some guests come in."

In Raistlin's puzzlement, Ocule walked out of the living room and came back soon. Behind him followed seven or eight figures, all of whom were human wizards. Among them was a tall witch he was very familiar with, with black hair like waterfalls, eyes as bright as stars, and a beautiful appearance, standing out from the crowd.

Raistlin couldn't help but asked in surprise, "Polaris, why are you here?"