I became an ancient tree of the elves

Li Qingyuan and Lu Qian looked at Aguman silently, with doubts in their eyes, seeming to ask whether Al Li is okay, his character has no flaws, and he will not be taken advantage of by the demons.

Aguman frowned, then relaxed: "It's okay, I was affected by the demonic energy, it's okay."

"The game can be divided into life and death. This is what the Mother Goddess said."

Faced with Aguman's perfect move to dump the blame, Lu Qian reluctantly accepted it.

Then the expressionless Al Sachiko stood on the ring for a while, amidst the uproar.

With a flush of blood, she slowly walked off the stage without asking the Mother Goddess or the Ancient Tree Judge for healing ointment.

After that, the opponents that Al Sachiko faced all surrendered directly and readily. No one wanted to die. If you don't have the confidence to face it, then surrender.

The elves with a winning streak have played many more games than other elves. For example, Molière has already played more than a dozen games and has not stopped yet.

Lu Qian would ask Morrissey to use his fire power to clean up any remaining ice or other things on the stage, and then he would serve as a cleaner.

Then the battles started one after another, and Moligu started to play, fighting against a sister who was born later.

What Morigu awakened was a human-level ability called Spiritual Storm, which was pretty good.

Although the skill of Spiritual Storm can also be used through mental training and learning, as an ability talent, it is naturally much more powerful than the ordinary tricks learned.

Moligu was hit by a mental storm when he came on stage. Although the elf sister had already taken precautions and attacked, the mental attack was too fast. Like the previous opponent, she fainted without any effective resistance. .

The elf who fainted was naturally disqualified from the competition.

"Moligu wins."

For these elves with powerful abilities, their victory is too boring, and their opponents will just lie down in seconds.

Afterwards, elves came on stage one after another and contributed extremely exciting games. As a moon-level game, the movements were naturally earth-shattering.

In order to avoid disturbing the audience, even Aguman specially arranged a formation barrier.

"No. 11 vs. No. 348."

Molière came on the stage to fight against the elf sister who controlled the shadow ability. The temperature of the entire arena suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees, making it even colder in winter, and the ground began to freeze.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

Facing Molière's cold face and cold words, the elf sister's body was trembling inexplicably, probably because she was cold.

The ten fingers slowly closed and opened slowly in sequence, moving the body that was stiff due to the magic of ice.

The elf sister had a look of mourning on her face: "Well, sister Ai, you must be gentler."

Who doesn’t know that Sister Ai and Sister Yin have a very good relationship? She seemed to have had a battle with Sister Yin before and injured her badly.

Shouldn't you be cool?

They're all sisters, so that's not the case, right?

In short, this elf sister who controls the shadow plans to take the lead in attacking, directly controlling the shadow to turn into sharp black tentacles, directly wrapping around Sister Ai, and blocking her movements first.

Then the black tentacles turned into countless sharp thorns, about to pierce into her body

The sharpness of their powerful abilities can directly break through the powerful physique of the night elves and cause effective damage.

clap clap~

But when those tentacles hit Molière's body, they made a crisp sound. It was unknown what kind of hard object they were hitting.

Molière had an expressionless face. Her ice magic could also improve the defense and hardness of the body's surface, although the negative effect was to reduce the body's flexibility to a large extent.

Gave a chance

Ok.

Click, click, click, click~

Frost fell instantly from the sky and the earth, and the huge arena floor instantly erupted with ice demonic energy. Ice-blue light flashed, as if there was a violent explosion.

As the referee, Aguman promptly shouted: "Stop"

bang~

The entire arena turned into a field of ice with a simple burst of ice magic by Molière, and it almost spread to the audience, but she controlled it properly and was stopped by the formation.

Aguman's shouting to stop him naturally had no effect.

As the temperature of the sky and the earth dropped by dozens of degrees, all the audience were shivering due to the cold.

The elf sister who is Molière's opponent has become a big ice sculpture and is being eroded by the evil energy of ice, gradually losing her vitality.

""

The second dead elf appeared.

The several elf sisters trembled and carried the big ice cube away.

Molière walked down the ring expressionlessly and returned to Yin's side.

"Sister Ai, what have you done?"

Mo Liyin didn't know that she was standing up for herself, but was this necessary: ​​"Ahhhhh."

"Be good." Molière reached out and touched her head without wanting to explain anything.

Mo Liyin was a little angry and grabbed her palm, opened his mouth and bit her hard with his little tiger teeth.

Molière allowed her to bite him without struggling or complaining of pain, and just stared at her quietly.

After a while, Mo Liyin let go of his mouth depressedly: "Die is also my friend! Why are you so cruel? No one will dare to approach me in the future."

Molière nodded in agreement: "Well, no one will bully you."

Yes, in the next game, who dares to hurt Mo Liyin.

Such a cute Mo Liyin, who thinks about music and sings every day, is there an elf who wants to harm her? No, no, no, right?

The injured person was already cold. He was frozen into a big ice sculpture and dragged to the altar of the elders.

Lu Qian asked helplessly: "It's demonic energy again."

Aguman nodded in agreement: "Yes."

Otherwise, how could these normally kind-hearted elves have such murderous intentions, and even kill their own sisters?

Aguman also said: "It seems that the demons are also paying attention to our game. The foundation of our elves will probably be discovered."

This is a problem. It doesn’t matter if you are looked down upon by those in the Ancient World and Ling Pavilion. Isn’t it a bit suicidal if the enemy knows the strength of all the elves now?

Lu Qian asked: "Can't block"

Aguman sighed and shook his head: "No."

If the demons were so easy to deal with, then they wouldn't be the only race that could only slow down Lord Hades by sacrificing so many saints.

"Then go ahead and show them."

Lu Qian could only decide this way, otherwise, he would stop the game just because of being spied on by the enemy.

If you want to watch it, watch it. If you can't stop it, forget it.

If the demons were not paying attention here, the demonic energy would not have such a big effect. Behind the scenes, the demons directly began to manipulate and increase the impact of the demonic energy on negative emotions, directly arousing the negative emotions of the elves.

It was a pretty good job, at least it directly led to the death of two elves, and the demons were probably secretly happy.

Then let them be happy enough. Anyway, they can be resurrected. As long as the body is not beaten to pieces and there is still a soul left, then everything will be easy.

Aguman said smoothly: "In the tree dwelling, in the elven building, the demons have no way to spy."

Afterwards, Lu Qian announced directly: "Molière, Al Li, let's compete."

Since these two elves like to kill sisters, let them deal with them.

At this moment, there is still a piece of ice on the arena, and the air is constantly condensing with frost slowly falling.

Molière came on stage with an indifferent expression, but Alli had a wry smile on his face.

Asking her to face this sister Ai, Alli really lacked confidence.

Although Arli seems to be taller, and the status of a huntress is vaguely higher than that of an archer among the elves, this is only hidden.

Nowadays, the elves still rank according to birth order. Of course, strength is also an important factor, and tree people are excluded.

"Sister Ai, please show mercy."

After Alli came on stage, he had vaguely tried to stir up the blood in Molière's body, but he could only stir up some, and most of the rest were difficult to succeed.

Molière's body was filled with the magic power of ice, and Alli's blood manipulation had no effect at all. After all, no elf could have his blood cells and internal organs completely affected by his ability.

The huge negative effect of this ice ability turned into a positive effect when facing Al Li at this moment.

Molière gave some advice with an indifferent expression: "It seems that your ability has no effect on me, why don't you surrender?"

Al Li really thought about this good suggestion seriously, then shook his head and refused: "No, I haven't given my best in so many games. Sister Ai, please give me more advice and be merciful."

Molière said: "Don't worry, I won't kill you."

"Then I'm really relieved."

Al Li took out a small knife directly from behind his cloak, and then slit his wrist with a smile.

Under the spray of blood, combined with the blood left on the body surface before, under her control, it quietly rotated on the body surface.

The previous wound on her abdomen has long since healed. Because of her ability, her body's self-healing ability is much stronger than that of other elves.

Any ability will bring some changes to each person's physique, or some hidden passive effects, which sometimes may not be very obvious.

But it is obvious that the more advanced the ability, the stronger the speed and qualifications of cultivation will be.

For example, Molière's half-step to the five-dimensional realm is already at the pinnacle of the elves.

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