The scene was chaotic. Su Wan was at her wit's end.
However, she felt at ease when Xu Yuan uttered those words. "Leave the rest to me," he said.
The sentence echoed in her mind. His words finally made her calm. As long as he was involved, the problem would be solved.
Outside, the Elven Warlock Army was about to attack.
Zhao Qingrong's hero, the Third Elven Prince, was also nervous. He had thought about it a lot before deciding to turn to the dark. However, at this moment, he couldn't help feeling anxious.
He would be taken down by the Elven Warlock Army. He couldn't fight them by himself. His Lord, Zhao Qingrong, and her friend, Shi Linglong, might not be able to help him.
The Third Elven Prince was betting everything on one thing…
Suddenly, the battlefield changed. Black flames burned everywhere. An unknown, mysterious power stretched.
