high castle elves

If fire doesn't work, use ice!

Alamir quickly changed to another enchantment effect. The water element seemed to feel Alamir's murderous intention and roared angrily around him.

Because Silvanus, as a god with a harsh appearance, recognizes winter as a part of nature, the power of ice will also be enhanced, coupled with Alamil's elemental blessing, and the Nine Yin True With the unique power of ice and the combination of the three, the long sword in Alamir's hand was filled with an even more chilling ice!

Fortunately, Alamir's long sword was made of such amazing materials that it could withstand the cold. Otherwise, ordinary weapons would have collapsed long ago after such an alternation of hot and cold.

The ice covering the sword's edge showed a shiny black and cold color under the influence of the dark sun in the sky.

Have you ever seen black ice?

Once the snow-white ice is tainted with the determination to kill, it turns into a soul-stirring black, as if it comes from the underworld.

Secret Sword·Black Ice!

With this sword, Alamir subconsciously gave up the sword technique he had practiced for many years and used the method of the goblin secret sword.

Because he thinks that’s how it should be used!

As the sword thrust out, Alamir felt something awakening in his body. He felt that the water elements around him were roaring, with the determination to destroy everything, like a group of troops eager to go into battle and see blood.

Although water is the softest, it has always been the most terrifying. Under the torrent, it can tear mountains and rocks apart, and nothing can stop it!

What he has to do is to guide this "black torrent" to destroy the obstacles in front of him.

With a sword handed out, the spiritual energy in Alamir's body leaked out like a floodgate. The spiritual lake was drained by one-third in an instant. Powerful spiritual energy appeared in the space. The water element in the air "army" "Under the command of the commander, they turned into hundreds of black ice swords and rushed out.

One sword gives rise to hundreds of swords!

Today, Alamir finally did it!

The black ice sword carries the terrifying power of ice and fires towards the tree man on the opposite side in all directions. The high-speed ice blade brings terrifying piercing power, and the accompanying bone-piercing ice coldness crazily destroys the tree man's internal organization. , the powerful cold brought by it caused the ground to be covered with a layer of ice. The ghost claws on the ground withered and shattered one after another, forming a black ice field where the ice sword shuttled through within a thirty-foot radius where Alamir stood!

The ancient goblins are indeed not the same race as the elves. Their secret swords and powers carry the power of destruction, instead of being full of peace and tolerance for all things like the elves.

With one sword, everything becomes winter!

Alamir thought again of the resentful infant spirit of the ancient goblin in the tomb that was full of malice and destruction!

Dense holes appeared on the giant tree men. They were originally encircled and stopped in their slow and heavy footsteps, with unwillingness and roar, as if they were frozen in time.

Except for the "little" tree man in the center.

The trees guarded him like a bodyguard, guarding their frail prince. On the top of the mountain, the branches of huge golden branches danced wildly, as if an old king looked at his son who was trapped on the front line, and let out an old and angry cry. roar.

This "tree man" is only half the size of other tree men, and it's golden!

The little tree men were still growing, and a golden halo spread in the field. Alamir even saw that the holes on the surface of many seriously injured tree men began to slowly close, and felt that the power of the water element was driven by a mysterious force. Leave.

Alamir pulled out the heavy sword tree and punched the ground hard!

Secret Sword·Listen!

This sword is a combination of the Secret Sword of Earth and psionic enchantment. Alamir realized something before the battle, and attached the power of sound waves to the epee tree. Through the conduction of the earth element, he crazily guided the damage of the sound waves through the earth. Inside the Tree Man!

Moreover, this time, he actually expressed the power of the ghost prison's wind roar with a sword!

After all, Tingting is a divine beast that exists in hell. When it comes to sound, it has no equal in the three realms.

Trees have roots.

What Alamir has to do now is to cut off the opponent's roots!

Sure enough, under the influence of this sword listening, with Alamir's heavy sword as the center of the circle, the surrounding trees began to collapse,

"Haha, is it really the skill of the ancient elves? My friend, your use of psychic powers, not even the legendary Curtain Blade, can be better or more cruel than you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Dark Sun Prophet appeared, suddenly appearing on the "head" of the little tree man. Looking at the tree man who was beginning to break from the inside, the Dark Sun Prophet actually showed a smile of approval on his face.

"Then let the ancient gods and the power of the even more ancient races have a beautiful collision in this twisted black prison!"

After saying that, he inserted the staff into the crown of the tree and penetrated the small tree!

The twisted deadwood staff was like a long sword, piercing the small golden tree beneath him. The golden sap splashed and was absorbed by his robe. Dots of stars sprinkled on the gray robe like gold.

Well - the branches of the small tree curled, making a painful sound like a human cry. On the top of the mountain, the branches of the huge golden branches danced wildly, making a huge sound, like a father who saw his son being hurt.

The next second, a strong golden light fell from the sky, and the leaves of the golden trees on the top of the mountain began to fall. A large number of golden oak leaves flew like a golden rain, but they soon withered and turned into a dead gray-black.

The little tree let out a painful wail, and its body grew rapidly. Its branches curled up in pain and danced wildly. It wanted to slap away the Dark Sun Prophet above its head, but was stopped by an inexplicable force.

Because he used the power of Silvanus, Xiaoshu could not refuse and could not cause harm to him.

He actually used to hurt the "little tree" so that the golden tree had to extract its own power, causing the little tree to grow abnormally and wildly, draining the water of the lake, and overdrawing the little tree's life and potential.

Alamir could even hear the painful sounds of the Ring that were everywhere.

Outside, the light of the dark sun became a little stronger. One-third of the golden domain that originally belonged to the golden tree was eroded by the dark sun, and Cyric's power once again gained the upper hand.

What a dark sun prophet!

Alamir finally realized the insidiousness and viciousness of the evil camp. Killing two birds with one stone not only made his enemies stronger, but also weakened the power of the holy artifact and strengthened Cyric's power, because such calculations and murders were exactly what he wanted. The Prince of Lies' favorite.

Both the Golden Tree and Alamir can do nothing to him!

The powerful power of the golden tree could not be absorbed by the little tree people at once. The other escaped power turned into falling golden oak leaves and fell on the seriously injured "tree people". On their rotten and broken trunks, there were actually... New shoots are out!

The ghost claws on the ground came into contact with this force and began to move again, trying to get out of the ice.

After winter comes spring, and Dark Sun Prophet's application of the Way of the Ring may be more in-depth than Alamir's.After Alamir entered winter with his sword, the new power from spring, under the clever guidance of the Dark Sun Prophet, and the power of Silvanus, easily broke through.

After all, no matter how thick the ice and snow is, it can’t stop the spring buds!

The little tree man became more and more violent, swaying the golden power unscrupulously. The tree man on the ground began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was so angry that he could not attack the summoner, the Dark Sun Prophet, so he used his anger to It poured on Alamir who caused huge damage to him!

Right next to him, a new tree man rose from the ground. It was larger than the previous tree man, and its branches were more powerful. Its bronze trunk was like a royal guard wearing iron armor!

Of course, Alamir would not sit back and watch the little tree grow bigger. If it were other elves, they would still feel sorry for this natural crystallization. But Alamir is not the same. He has no guilt at all for killing the little tree.

Use your strength when drawing your bow. To capture the thief, capture the king first!Alamir sheathed his sword and looked like a ghost, walking through the branches of the huge tree man and rushing straight towards the little tree man.

The bronze tree man roared angrily. Under his roar, even if he was injured, the tree men along the way still used their arms to slap Alamir hard, trying to kill this "prince" who had hurt them and them. The slender figure was patted into powder.

Countless branches were photographed one after another, but the slender shadow passed through the branches like flying catkins. Instead, due to the wind pressure brought by the other party, the figure became even faster, forming a straight line and rushing straight towards the golden tree.

Faced with countless powerful attacks, Alamir never thought of escaping. Alamir received several blows on his body, making a crisp sound.

But he didn't stop.

In his heart, there is only one word: sword.

Just like Ximen Chuixue who has not yet fully achieved his mastery, his whole person belongs to the sword, and his sword is only for killing.

The sword has no "benevolence" in it, just like ice and snow trying to kill everything.

At the age of 40, Alamir first learned about swords.

Ten years later, when I first glimpsed the door, the sword light was flying, and there was no leakage.

At the age of 60, he had achieved a little success, and his sword shot out like a rainbow, soaring into the sky.

At the age of 73, he killed the evil god with his sword, the sword light filled the sky, and the sword sound was like thunder.

The wind accelerated him, and the strong icy air followed him. Under the cold air with strong destructive and murderous intent, the trees that were originally revived lost their color.

With a look of embarrassment on his body, ice and snow on his face, and eyes as bright as stars, Alamir stepped on the branches under him and finally came to the golden tree.

Even the bronze tree next to him couldn't stop him in the slightest.

So he drew his sword with piety!

Just like he had done countless times on the top of Mount Kaldor.

The top of Kaldor Mountain is covered with snow all year round. On countless moonlit nights, the young elf drew his sword again and again.

Pale moon, pale sword, pale face.

The golden leaves, the dark sword, and the same pale face.

The old days merged at this moment, and a lonely and pious look emerged on Alamir's face.

He finally understood why Ximen Chuixue always liked to blow the first snow off his sword.

Because those who are true to the sword are usually lonely. Every time the snow blows off the sword, the dust in the heart is also blown away.

So he raised his sword and stabbed with piety.