The teleportation array is a very advanced and common magic for the residents of the Segs world.

However, for most races, the teleportation arrays they use are generally short-distance magic arrays.

And large-scale long-range teleportation arrays like Sandstorm City are actually quite rare.

On the one hand, magic materials are scarce, and on the other hand, maintenance costs are relatively high.

Of course, the most core problem is that the magic array is not clever enough.

Only the elves of the magic race can have relatively low construction and maintenance costs for teleportation magic.

"It's all the credit of the chosen ones. If the Dwarf Kingdom needs it, we can also assist in establishing relevant magic circles in the Dwarf Kingdom."

Thrandil smiled slightly.

The bronze furnace looked happy:

"That's great. When I go back, I will definitely report this matter to His Majesty the King and strengthen cooperation with you!"

He communicated with Thrandil for a few more words, and then stepped into the teleportation array with other dwarf warriors.

However, before stepping into the magic circle, the afterglow of the copper furnace accidentally swept several familiar figures in the distance.

Those were a few well-equipped elves.

To be more precise, it is the Elves Selected One who once participated in the Seal War.

However, the moment the bronze furnace saw them, his eyes widened and his expression was astonished.

Because if he had not admitted his mistake, it seemed that he would be the chosen elves who had witnessed the death of the battle with his own eyes!

He would never remember it wrong, because in his impression, the deaths of the Elves' Chosen were quite miserable.

It is normal to cut off the head. There is one he remembered that he was even torn to pieces by the Demon Lord...

When the copper furnace wanted to carefully identify it, the teleportation array had already shined with radiance, blocking his sight.

Space reversal, vision change.

After the teleportation, the copper furnace looked at the strange scene in front of him, was stunned for a moment and shook his head slightly, and said with a wry smile:

"Maybe I've read it wrong. How could a person who has died still appear..."

The teleportation location is behind a valley.

The copper furnace identified it and believed that this place should belong to the territory of the Dark Mountains.

Around the magic circle is a small stronghold of the elves. It looks like it was built spontaneously with various stalls.

When the dwarf delegation came here, there were more Elves who came to watch.

However, the copper furnace did not stay much, but led the team to teleport again and arrived at the next location, the former capital of elves-making - Rivendell.

The distance from Death Desert to Elf Forest is still too far.

Even if there is a remote teleportation array, it still requires such continuous turnover.

However, through turnover, the copper furnace has a deeper understanding of the development of the elves.

Take Rivendale as an example. He had passed by this lost city of the elves when he was young. At that time, he was an adventurer and remembered that it was just a desolate ruin.

However, after teleporting here, Tong Fu was surprised to find that the once ruins had disappeared, replaced by a vibrant canyon city.

Of course, if you look closely, you will find that there are still many traces of ruins everywhere in the city, but overall, the entire city has become full of vitality again.

The rumbling workshops and stoves, as well as the mine cars marching in the mine road, all indicate that the once lost city has awakened again.

However, what surprised the copper furnace the most was not the great changes of Thrandir.

What surprised the copper furnace the most was the orc walking in the mine, either pushing a cart full of ore, or busy carrying an iron pickaxe!

And faintly, the copper furnace could still hear their conversation:

"You trash! Work quickly! You delay the work of the Elf, can you take responsibility?!"

"Whoever does it quickly and well today! Whoever has meat to eat!"

It was a half-orc holding a whip.

And when he cursed the other half-orcs, there was also a voice among the half-orcs on the opposite side:

"Okay, Lord Sharu!"

Copper furnace:...

Looking at this scene, the legendary warrior with rich experience was stunned.

"I said why are there so few orcs in the Death Desert? Did they all be brought here to be miners by the elves? And... they seem to be quite happy?!"

"It is actually able to conquer the orcs. The current elves... are so amazing."

The copper furnace sighed.

"Mr. Copper Lumber, the next stop... is the entrance to the Elf Forest, the Black Dragon Castle. After arriving there, we will teleport again and we will reach our final destination - Fei Lengcui."

The mellow and gentle voice of Thrandir sounded, pulling back the copper furnace's attention.

Tonglu nodded, thought about it and asked again:

"I heard from the Chosen people... It seems that the core city of the Elf tribe now does not seem to be Fei Lengcui, but a newly established city... It seems to be called, the Chosen City?"

Thrandil smiled slightly and explained:

"Yes, the Selected City is the new holy city of our elves, but... the Selected City is not in the real world. It is located in a different space opened under the goddess's crown. Only the elves can enter."

"As for Fei Lengcui, although it is no longer a holy city, it is also the central city of our elves. It is also the place where we hold various events and receive friends."

"So that's how it is."

The copper furnace suddenly realized.

He looked at Rivendell curiously for a few more times, and then under the guidance of Thrandir, he stepped into a new teleportation array.

The familiar feeling of weightlessness came again, and the vision dimmed for a moment, and then suddenly became brighter.

When the sight in front of him recovered, Tonglu found himself in the hall of a castle.

Outside the hall, there was a loud dragon roar.

"dragon?"

There was a faint commotion in the dwarf's team.

"Don't panic, that's Lord Myriel. Mr. Copper Furnace should have seen it before. It's the black dragon that our elves guards the Sandstorm City."

"Tomorrow is the Harvest Festival, and His Excellency Myriel was also invited to attend the celebration, so now he has returned to the Elf Forest, and the Black Dragon Castle itself is its nest on the edge of the Elf Forest."

Thrandil explained.

After hearing his words, the dwarf warriors looked surprised and were surprised and admired that the elves could conquer the unruly black dragon.

The copper furnace seemed much lighter.

As for old comrades, I have seen a lot.

But at this moment, a crisp and exciting sound suddenly sounded, causing the copper furnace to break the power in an instant:

"Mr. Copper Lun, you are here!"

That was a little Xian Meow wearing a robe of a cool mage.

Seeing the elf girl, the bronze furnace widened his eyes and looked like an evil god:

"Your Excellency Xiao Xian Meow?!"

"You, you, you... haven't you died in battle?!"

His voice was a little stuttering.

The elf who came to the dwarf team was not the only one who was Xiao Xianmiao.

Behind her, there are considerable followers.

When the copper furnace saw the familiar figures, its eyes widened and widened even more.

Because many of these people...are the dead in the seal war.

Moreover, one dies worse than the other.

"You...you are all still alive?"
Chapter completed!