The Queen of the Undead Reborn in Another World

"I haven't asked the lady's name yet."

"Pellam."

"Is there no dragon's surname?"

"No."

The girl's decisive answer resulted in Nidia's brief silence, and then she spoke again.

"Just now I just wanted to confirm something, so my actions were a bit abrupt, please don't mind Miss Peram."

Being watched by so many flying dragons and so many elves, can Selea say she minds?

So Netia got Selea's forgiveness, but she didn't want Ongazuo to cast a dangerous look, approaching the dragon saint, and colliding with the dragon mother, even if it is a dragon, it is an unforgivable behavior, but Ni With Tia here, he could only stand behind without saying a word, but seeing the atmosphere froze, the lively Rolanka said hastily.

"Just now, I really thank you, Lord Saint Sacrifice. Without you, we would be in a dire situation."

"Well, that's exactly what I'm here for."

"Then please come in quickly, Lord Saint Priest."

So surrounded and invited by Rolanka and others, Nidia entered the frontline camp, and looking at the many dragons who followed her into the camp, Selea frowned slightly, because all the dragons who had been hidden for a long time appeared Well, what is the reason behind this?

Seeing Selea stunned, Bai Lier thought she was still concerned about what happened just now, so she came over and explained.

"Miss Peram, don't worry, the priest Nidia is a hero who saved the world, and he won't have any ill intentions towards you."

"how to say?"

"Well, apart from the status of the Dragon Mother and the Holy Priest of the Elven Empire, Lady Nidia is still a great prophet. She predicted many demon invasions and the coming of the savior, and all of them have been fulfilled except for the coming of the Holy Lord. , so how could such a great prophet have any ill will towards the kind-hearted Miss Peila?"

Bai Lier said, and after hearing this, Selea suddenly realized that she was the one who made those so-called prophecies, but wait a minute, the Holy Lord is coming!

Selea suddenly thought of something, but at this moment, a flying dragon maid came and said.

"Miss Pelam, Lady Nidia would like to invite you to the meeting."

Since she said so.

"Okay, I'll go right now."

So under the leadership of Bai Lier, the two walked into the dilapidated frontline camp. Although the war just now was won, the depression and despair brought by the plague still enveloped everyone like a lingering cloud.

And walking into a huge tree house, everyone has been waiting for a long time.

"Miss Pellam, please take a seat."

Netia was speaking, and Selea felt a little uncomfortable with those eyes that seemed to see through everything, but soon, her attention was attracted by a scroll of prophecy placed across the table.

"This is the scene that Lady Dragon Mother prophesied about the century-old magic power gathered in Longyuan. Why, does Miss Peram have any opinions?"

",No."

She said so, but Selea still stared at the scroll, in which was the diffuse gray mist and a giant tree towering to the top of the world, and the three girls stood still under the giant tree, surrounded by the The endless demons surrounded by them, and there is such a sentence under the picture.

"Beginning in the death war in the southern continent, the savior will bring destruction to the world."

I don't know why, but it feels very profound, so Selea quietly wrote down the picture and the words in it, and when she looked at the holy priest Nidia, she had disappeared, and everyone was dumbfounded for a while.

"What about the holy priest?"

"Master Dragon's prophecy consumes a lot of vitality, so I need to rest, and the rest of the matter is left to me and the saint. We will bring the prophecy to the mainland to warn the creatures in the world. The disaster is likely to start in this war. For this reason, on behalf of the Dragon Clan, I will assist you to win this war, and at the same time find the savior who will destroy the world."

"Then there is work for you."

After that, Ongazuo folded his arms and stopped talking, and the other flying dragon maids were silent as if they were bystanders. At this time, a communications officer came in to report.

"Report, in the First World War just now, there were 1600 wounded and 6000 plague-infected soldiers from our tribe and the Mori tribe."

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and send them to the nearest medical station for treatment."

Yukos said, but he didn't want the communication officer to look embarrassed after hearing it.

"Returning to His Royal Highness Yukos, our camp is too deep, and the nearest medical station is 40 kilometers away. If we want to transport so many wounded and sick, I'm afraid we don't have enough soldiers."

As soon as this remark came out, Yukos frowned, and now he can only turn his attention to Winches and others who came to support with the Moonstone battleship. Of course, there is no problem for the people of the Frostwhisper clan to help, but

"Prince Yukos, please also face up to your serious command mistakes caused by rushing to success. We don't want to say anything more here, but hope that this can bring you a lesson in your long life."

",I see!"

Constrained by others, Yukos had to say this, and the 4w troops suffered nearly [-] casualties in a meaningless advance, and another [-] soldiers were infected with the plague.

During the campaign for the throne of the Elf King, committing such a mistake was basically equivalent to falling from the mountain that was about to reach the summit. When he was depressed, Yukos only begged his strongest competitor, Angelo, to stop doing anything wrong, but that All the hot-blooded fools have gone to support the Dark Moon Clan, so there shouldn't be any chance of meritorious service.

Just as Yukos was thinking this, an elf guard rushed in and said excitedly.

"Report, His Highness An Qiluo is back, and he brought back the potion to cure the plague!"

"what!"

Yukos was shocked, even Ongazo and others were like this. They had heard about the spread of the plague a long time ago, but even the holy priest had just developed a basic inhibitor, and someone here actually made a healing potion !

Feeling unbelievable, everyone rushed directly to the military medical hall, only to see that the simple tree tents were surrounded by three layers of wounded people, and rumors spread from time to time.

"Okay, really good!"

"Give me a bottle, too!"