Just as Martin was happily developing his relationships with a group of women, in the far north, in the mysterious ancient elf basin, a thrilling change was quietly taking place.

Deep in the cave, where the ancient seal was held, a hand as pale as paper, dry and bony, suddenly stretched out from the seal like a ghost.

In an instant, the sealing formation shone brightly and began to spin wildly, continuously absorbing energy from the surroundings.

With the flickering light, the shadow of an ancient elf slowly emerged.

The shadowy figure's brow furrowed, her eyes filled with confusion. She stared at the seal, wondering: The seal wasn't visibly broken, but how on earth did this arm extend out?

However, the most urgent task is to seal the arm back again, which is her sacred duty.

She saw her hands dancing quickly, and rays of light condensed and took shape in her hands.

When the light wheel was condensed to be strong enough, she threw it towards the sealed withered hand without hesitation.

But what the ancient elf phantom did not expect was that just when the halo was about to hit the withered hand, another hand stretched out from the seal.

His two hands were like shields made of steel. He exerted his strength together and actually blocked the fierce attack.

The phantom of the ancient elf suddenly fell into deep confusion. She really couldn't understand why the seal's suppressive power on the forbidden object was gradually decreasing.

At this moment, she was extremely conflicted: If she used up the remaining half of the reserve energy to strengthen the seal, how would she deal with a similar situation next time?

However, the sealed wizard would not give her much time to think.

The wizard's head had begun to struggle slowly, and his arms were pushing upwards, as if he was trying his best to break the seal that had been holding him for so long.

Seeing this, the ancient elf's phantom no longer hesitated.

She knew very well that if she hesitated any longer, the evil wizard might escape the seal, which would bring great disaster to this plane.

Immediately, she used all her strength to activate the formation.

As a dazzling light flashed, the magic crystals stored on the five array centers began to be rapidly consumed, and the light gradually dimmed.

Because the energy in the magic crystal was drained in an instant, the entire mountain was affected and began to tilt violently.

There was a sudden earthquake, and two mountains collapsed, raising a cloud of dust.

At this moment, at the seal, the ancient elf's phantom poured half of its reserved energy into it.

A tremendous amount of energy rushed towards the two withered hands like a surging tide, forcing them back little by little.

After a fierce battle, she finally forced the withered hand back into the seal. Not daring to slack off, she quickly cast a spell to strengthen the seal.

But just when she finished reinforcing it, there was a loud "bang" and the seal that had just been reinforced was broken again.

The ancient elf's expression instantly turned extremely grim. Amidst the repeated "bang bang bang" sounds of collisions, she was completely bewildered, not understanding what had gone wrong.

In desperation, she could only continue to inject energy, trying to strengthen the seal.

However, as her energy continued to decrease, she gradually felt overwhelmed.

Finally, after the last violent collision, the ancient elf phantom realized that it was powerless to recover.

She looked around with nostalgia, her eyes full of reluctance and determination.

Then, she transformed into a brilliant light and plunged into the seal.

In an instant, the seal shone brightly, and an exquisite elven pattern emerged, flashing with a mysterious and powerful light.

Then, angry beast roars came out from the seal: "You bitch, even if you die, I won't be at peace."

Afterwards, the seal gradually fell into silence.

The wizard sealed inside seemed to have given up struggling temporarily, and was secretly accumulating strength, waiting for the next opportunity to break the seal.

At this moment, in the mysterious basin, the five sub-dragon clan leaders gathered together with solemn expressions.

Seeing such a sudden change in the basin, they were filled with worry and fear and no longer dared to stay there.

After some discussion, they unanimously decided to go and join Martin White.

Previously, when devouring the mercenaries who broke into the basin, there was a beastmaster among them. From him, the dragon chiefs learned about the situation in the outside world and knew that Martin White was extremely powerful and was about to unify the entire continent.

If they had not always been attached to this place of habitation, they would have gone there to seek refuge long ago.

But now, this incident has become an opportunity.

At that moment, the pterosaur leader quickly took out the communication crystal that Martin had left behind and quickly dialed. At this time, Martin was chatting with several women when he suddenly noticed that the communication crystal he was carrying was lighting up.

He picked up the phone casually and answered it, only to hear a confusing "cackle" sound coming from the other end of the crystal. Martin couldn't help but frown.

In desperation, he hurriedly called the chief steward Greta.

After Greta translated, Martin realized that something big had happened in the basin.

Martin wondered where such a huge amount of energy went.

Not daring to delay, he immediately sent Dragon Knight Eric and Dragon Knight Loga to the basin in the middle of the Luoqiu Mountains in the north to find out what had happened.

After receiving the order, Eric and Roga did not dare to delay at all and immediately rode on the dragon.

The giant dragon flapped its wings suddenly, and a crack in space was forcibly opened. The two people and the dragon quickly flew in.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the basin where the ancient elven arena was located.

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