high castle elves

Bloodthirsty!This is Cyric's divine spell, which once again covers the "white circle" on the other side.

In the white circle, a blush appeared on the face of the pale clown, and his figure became weirder and faster, dodging the opponent's fierce wind blows.

His target has been the terrifying monk from the beginning.

As for this elf who is more sinister and less intelligent, he has always been just an addition.His six-foot-long sword will pierce his heart before the elf's sword arrives.

One inch longer, one inch stronger, the clash of weapons is so cruel.

However, he soon found out how wrong he was.

He was right in pre-reading the opponent's moves, but his mistake was in underestimating the power of the "clone".

That elf's clone actually has the power of the elements!

The scepter shattered the "clones" attacking from the front, turning them into pieces.

Well, elemental fragments…

Bang - the clone exploded, and the elements around the clone vibrated, causing his scepter to sway slightly, as if it had been struck into a mire.

But this was nothing. The slight vibration had no effect in front of his huge body. The tip of his sharp sword was still pointed firmly at the heart of the elf who fell from the sky.

But what if it wasn’t just the clones that exploded?

As the elements rioted, the area around the clone was plunged into brief magic turbulence, making the magic in the area temporarily uncontrollable.

What has become uncontrollable also includes certain alchemical items that rely on alchemical means to maintain a fragile balance.

Alamir's alchemy bomb!

Boom - Following the brief riot of magic, the alchemy bomb carried by the clone exploded, bringing about an astonishing explosion and an astonishing air wave.

Alamir, who was in mid-air, was like a bird encountering an updraft. He pulled out his body strangely, then quickly changed his sword stance, and directed the long sword with huge gravitational energy toward the opponent's shoulder——

Hit hard!

"Natives from other worlds, how do you know aerodynamics..." From the beginning, Alamir never thought that his "clone" could deceive him, so he carefully selected three clones from the beginning. position, allowing them to form an isosceles triangle and attack the Dark Sun Prophet.

And when the third clone was separated, they were asked to bring an alchemy bomb to ensure that the power of the explosion could be superimposed on the area where the Dark Sun Prophet was!

Even the Prophet of the Dark Sun could not violate the basic laws of physics. Before the sudden huge explosion, his huge body was impacted by the sound waves and debris of the explosion. His original robe became tattered, and countless bruises appeared on his body. Tiny wounds.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that the hot flames caused by the explosion caused considerable damage to his body made of "trees".

What made him most uncomfortable was the huge sword blade coming from above his head!

By cleverly changing his position, Alamir not only avoided the long sword thrust by the opponent, but also accelerated downwards under the influence of the wind element!

"The Art of Elements!" Alamir shouted, slashing down with a heavy sword!

The elf's overly sharp senses caused Alamir's ears to be temporarily deafened by the explosion, and blood flowed from his long pointed ears, so he didn't know how loud his voice was.

Poof - the round and heavy sword edge became indestructible under the acceleration of gravitational potential energy. With terrifying power, Alamir opened a long gash from the opponent's shoulder to waist!

Then, as soon as Alamir landed on the ground, he moved his feet a little and swept outwards quickly!

How could the Prophet of the Dark Sun die so easily?

The attack came as expected, and there was a huge sound of breaking wind behind him. Alamir drew his sword with his backhand, and the huge heavy sword was like a shield, blocking the heavy blow of the scepter behind him!

Bang - an unexpected force came from Alarmir. He felt like he was being hit by a siege ram. The bones in his back made a crackling sound. A sharp pain came from his back, which made him dizzy. Dazzled, he couldn't help but feel a sweet feeling in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

Like a baseball being hit, Alamir was knocked away by the huge scepter, fell hard to the ground, and rolled far away.

After only two rounds of fighting, the two "people" each received serious injuries.

This battle is as brutal as a fight!

Alamir rolled on the spot after being shot away. Zhanyi Shiba fell from the Nine Yin Manual, and the advanced force-removing techniques he learned from the dancers allowed him to guide this powerful force into the ground. At the same time, the soil The elemental affinity also made the soil around him soft, like a water-absorbing sponge, turning into a small bag of earth, gently wrapping Alamil.

Fortunately, Alamir has been promoted to the "Innate Body", which can be regarded as half innate. Some "qi" in the air began to enter his body. Without deliberately exercising, it turned into a cold "water flow", driving Alamir. The true energy in Mir's body began to nourish his injured body.

In the gentle wrapping of the earth element, Alamir's broken bones were repaired, the broken blood vessels were finely rewoven by the true energy, and the damaged eardrum began to regenerate.

Under the heavy blow, the congestion produced was assimilated, and as the surrounding air and blood were transported, it turned into a faint bloody mist and was expelled from the body surface.

Bang - clods of earth flew up all over the sky, and the earthen bags shattered. Alamir flew up from the ground, opened his mouth slightly, and shot out a dirty bloody arrow, leaving a small hole in the ground.

Holding two swords in hand, Alamir looked into the distance warily.

There was a reason why Alamir chose to heal his wounds instead of chasing after them, because with one blow, his sword told him that the opponent did not suffer fatal damage, but instead burst out with a more evil and powerful force.

Another point is that the thick fog that he had dispersed rose from the opponent's body again, and the opponent's figure was once again hidden in the thick fog.

The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, and the thick fog can still hurt him, so Alamir chooses to stabilize the wave first.

After he recovered, Alamir suddenly noticed that the thick fog in front of him began to surge——

A huge vortex was created in the center of the dense fog. The dense fog was attracted, and all the rivers and rivers were "sucked" back into the vortex, and a larger figure began to become clearer.

"Oh?? The second form?" Alamir looked at the even bigger "monster" in front of him, which was no longer humanoid, with a somewhat frivolous expression.

“Our sins are stubborn, our regrets are feeble,

We pay a high price for our repentance,

We retraced our steps joyfully onto the muddy road,

Thinking that cheap tears can wash away all our stains..."

"Hello, my friend, I am the newly born Lord of the Ring, the last Prophet of the Ring." My figure has grown by a third, as if it were made up of countless broken tree corpses, with countless sprouts growing on my side. The huge monster with slender pale arms holding a scimitar, a long knife, a giant axe, and a bell, grinned viciously at Alamire!

The next second, the monster's figure disappeared.