Otto thought for a moment before coming to a conclusion. He said, "It seems the Northern Cangya Tribe isn't satisfied with just getting the Mist Lord's token in the Frost Forest, and wants to fish in troubled waters."
Ryan immediately looked at Qitra beside him and spoke.
"Qitra, contact the Church of the Seven Deadly Sins and have them set off to the elves."
Seeing Ryan's serious expression, Qitra nodded, took out the diamond crystal from the magic device and began to train the large force.
Ryan stood up from his chair, looked at Otto and Joan of Arc, and smiled.
He had originally been thinking about how to bring the teams from other factions together, but now it seemed like he didn't have to think about it anymore.
The war between the dwarves, elves and wolf alliance has caused all forces to want to join in the fun.
"Aoruo, Your Highness the Saint, reorganize the team...it's time to close the net."
Otto and Joan of Arc's eyes flickered. Although they didn't know what Ryan said, looking at his confident look, they nodded, stood up from their chairs, and quickly walked out of the tent to prepare to reorganize the team.
Then Ryan looked at Ophelia beside him, stretched out his left hand and said, "Princess, do you want to come with us? This may be the most magnificent battle in the secret realm."
"Please be sure to take me with you." Ophelia said seriously, pulling Ryan's left hand and getting up from the chair.
Not long after, when Ryan and Ophelia left the tent, Otto and Joan of Arc had already prepared their troops.
The two teams stood neatly outside the tent in the valley, looking awe-inspiring.
The Empire's troops were like a silver torrent. After this period of experience, everyone had a bit of murderous look on their faces.
Like an iron-blooded warrior.
The Church of Light is shrouded in a circle of white light, as if it is the incarnation of Light.
The leader of the knights, Arnold, had a fighting spirit in his eyes, as if he wanted to wash away the shame of being forced to flee the base by the dwarves some time ago.
Seeing Ryan coming out of the tent, Otto nodded and summoned the earth dragon Balder.
Ryan teleported to Balder's back with Ophelia and Qitra.
Otto looked at the people of the empire and said slowly, "Let's go!"
With the earth dragon Balder leading the way, the two teams rushed towards the elves' base.
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The elves' residence.
Two huge ancient war trees stood in the base. Their towering appearance gave many elves some confidence in the upcoming war.
Arvind and the wolf country's leader Sikir stood ready, looking towards the west of the forest.
"How long will it take for the dwarves to arrive?" said Arvind.
"Less than half an hour," Sidwell replied.
Arvind squinted his eyes at the forest in the distance and snorted coldly.
"I want to see how the dwarves dare to come and fight a decisive battle with both of us."
"Four fifth-level warriors? My elves' two ancient war trees and the people of your Wolf Nation, Prince Xiqier, four fifth-level warriors are nothing to be afraid of."
Listening to Arvind's words, Sidharth chuckled.
"Your Highness, please do not underestimate the enemy. The dwarves are quite powerful. Otherwise, they would not be able to wipe out most of their forces."
"Even the people from the Magic Association were dispersed. It seems that only less than ten people escaped."
"Not to mention the Far East."
Arvind nodded in agreement. "Of course, but with Prince Sikir's strong coordination and leadership abilities, we don't need to be too nervous."
As if sensing something, Xi Qier's eyes flickered, and he squinted his eyes as he looked at the forest in the distance and said.
“Here I come!”
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