high castle elves
Chapter 246 The last battle
The Pillar of Moonfire, which can burn everything, keeps falling, keeps hitting the ground, and every time it hits the ground,
Within the circle surrounded by the phantom of the "Lord of the Ring", black flames fell from the sky, like divine punishment.
Alamir realized that he was wrong, very wrong.
You should fully trust your body!I believe in the innate body that was hard to come by.
Instead of trusting your own poor combat experience!
Alamir's previous fighting method was to capture the opponent's movement trajectory through his own perception, and then react through calculations.
But facing the Lord of the Ring who has more combat experience than himself, is faster than himself, has more methods than himself, and is stronger and stronger than himself, his previous fighting methods are not enough.
The opponent's long-term combat experience seems to have become an instinct!
When the power gap between the two sides is not large, the result of this kind of thinking and instinctive reaction can be fatal.
"Concentrate your spirit, use your body to feel the rhythm of the opponent's attack, fully believe in your own skills, tap into the power hidden in your heart, and feel the existence of the great river!" The words of Master Silence just now flowed through Alamir again. From the bottom of my heart.
Therefore, Alamir chose to trust his "instinct".
In other words, use instinct to fight instinct.
Without thinking or fear, and trusting his intuition 100%, Alamir emptyed his mind this time and held onto Yuan Shouyi.
Slowly, his tight muscles relaxed, his body rose and fell slightly, and his stiff face began to show a soothing look. He protected himself with two swords in his hands, and his temperament suddenly changed.
The next second, black moonfire fell from the sky!
Alamir did not dodge, and stabbed the long sword "Flower" lightly to the left front!
Ding——A crisp sound came.
Sword tip to sword tip! ! !Alamir's long sword "Flower" actually stabbed the tip of the opposite sword that was hidden under the black fire!
A strong force surged from the sword blade to Alamir's arm. As a result, after his body twisted softly a few times, most of the force was directed to the ground, and the remaining half filled his other arm. , turned into a powerful and heavy slash, and the epee tree was silent!
The next second, the black flames above his head completely engulfed Alamir.
Then, nothing happened.
"Is it really an illusion? In the realm of the Prince of Lies, it's really breathtaking..." Alamir raised his head in the flames and smiled slightly.
And his injured left toe moved slightly at this time!
The next second, Alamir stamped on the ground with one foot, swept forward slightly, and after dodging a sword slashed from behind, his body twisted strangely, violating the laws of physics, and "floated" back to the original place.
Alamir's own Biluo Shen!
At this time, just where he originally landed, a large piece of thorns like ghost claws grew up. Not long after they were born, a silent flame fell from the sky. The piece of thorns like ghost claws twisted and struggled crazily like a living animal. .
Sure enough, Alamir looked at the ghost claws twisting in the open space and felt reassured.
If he had just let go and let the "black fire" hit him, he was still a little scared, but the ghost claws that had just landed and the silent "moon fire" made him determined Gained confidence!
It's right to follow the arrangements of your "body"!
Moreover, the Lord of the Ring is indeed as cunning as a bastard. The densely packed black fire in the field looks like divine punishment, and more than half of it is "phantoms" that can be mistaken for real. They cause fluctuations in the space, but they are indeed phantoms inside.
The truly fatal "black fire" came quietly.
The Lord of the Ring is so cunning, and of course he will not waste his energy with such an overwhelming attack. He hides the few moonfires in the "black fire" and hides his figure in it, attacking Alamire from all angles. Launch an attack.
"Young elf, your insight and perception are enough to put any adult elf to shame. Even the terrifying elf warriors of the Civet Cat Sect can't do better than you at this age. It seems that you have already entered that field?"
As he spoke, the surrounding phantoms of the Lord of the Rings all dissipated, leaving only the huge ferocious entity diagonally in front of him.
Because he knew that the previous "phantom" was no longer enough to be an obstacle to the opponent, the elf successfully used his extraordinary talent to see through the strange killing situation he had laid.
Because the temperament of Alamir across from him became more and more ethereal. Even though he was standing there, he seemed to be non-existent and blended in with his surroundings.
Moreover, after that, Alamir not only dodged his attacks more and more easily, not only was he completely undisturbed, but he also began to gradually fight back. In fact, the opponent's movements became more and more swift and unpredictable.
"It's a talent that makes people hate it, my young elf!" As Alamir's body fully recovered, he became more comfortable than he was at first. Although it was a passive counterattack based on instinct, for the Lord of the Ring, , enough to pose a threat to him.
Then the Lord of the Ring stopped attacking.
The cunning Lord of the Ring has seen through the nature of Alamir's actions that rely entirely on physical instinct. As long as he stops attacking, his awakened higher-order instinct will not be triggered to counterattack. The cunning Lord of the Ring is unwilling to suffer physical damage. Not willing to give the opponent the slightest possibility of victory, even the slightest bit of damage.
Because he had to guard against his "teammate", the pale clown who might defeat the monk at any time and give him a fatal blow.
This is the difference between the good camp and the evil camp, because the good camp has comrades who can be trusted to support them.
Alamir also stopped.
When the Lord of the Ring stopped attacking and restrained all his killing intent, Alamir could not rely on his body's instinct to fight back, but once he launched an attack at this moment, he would automatically enter the "acquired" attack mode, and his original A flawless defense will have loopholes, and the opponent may be able to kill with one blow.
The dim yellow sky was like blood, and the elves and the ugly and ferocious Lord of the Ring stood opposite each other.
No one made the first move.
Both of them were waiting until their strength and fighting will reached their peak, and then unleashed a shocking blow.
Also waiting for the final outcome.
The battle in the white mist circle next to it will determine the final direction of this battle in the black prison.
This will also determine their respective fates.
Because the Lord of the Ring also knew the fact that Alamir could "kill" them.
Therefore, in this battle, both sides stand on the scale of death, each teetering on the edge of collapse.
Because of the existence of the white mist, no matter how tragic it is inside, it is silent and mysterious outside.
This kind of confrontation is the sharpest edge.
The Lord of the Ring's face became more and more ferocious, while the Elf's face became calmer and calmer.
Of course Alamir is confident, because even if the Silent Master loses, he still has something to do.
That is the sword intent that connects people outside the black prison...
So he can laugh, and when the opponent chooses to stop, he can even say that he has become invincible after understanding the use of the innate body.
The rest is just the amount of income.
So, he smiled even more happily.
And this smile was especially hateful in the eyes of the huge monster opposite.
Although the ring lord's huge body and strength, with the blessing of the ring, are better than the elves, but whoever sees the extremely ambiguous and confident smile on his opponent's face, the ring lord's soul is filled with angry murderous intent all the time. , finally couldn’t control it.
Fortunately, he had chosen the butcher's knife and the fire for his last lamb.
Just behind Alamir, in the ashes of the previous moonfires, the struggling ghost claws that were burning began to slowly stand up from the ground, with black flames on their bodies, forming Alamir's body one by one. The “familiar” shape——
Dancer, Thousand Mountains, Tree Demon...
So the first-generation Dark Sun Puppet was being resurrected by him, turning into a tree-man with a ferocious face and burning with terrifying flames.
Alamir has sensed it, but he doesn't dare to move, and he can't move, because if he moves, he will suffer a terrible flanking attack.
But he smiled wider.
Because he finally discovered the biggest flaw of the Lord of the Ring!
Fighting habits!
When a summoner who was accustomed to assassination turned into a terrifying demon warrior lord, although his body became stronger, he still couldn't change his deep-rooted fighting habits, starting from summoning the ghost prison tree people to summoning the first generation of the dark sun. The puppet treant, once the old lame, assassin prophet, still tends to control the battles of his men.
The existence of this discordant factor is Alamir's only hope for victory.
But as for how to win, Alamir doesn't know yet.
But he knew——
He will win this battle!
The roar of the "Treant" came from behind, and Alarmir's back could even feel the opponent's soaring murderous intent and rolling heat waves.
"Qianshan" pulled out his sword, "Dancing Girl" raised his feet, "Tree Devil" pulled out his ax...
With billowing black smoke and rage tortured by endless killing intent, the five-headed tree men formed an encirclement towards Alamil and attacked together.
Then, the attacks all failed...
In front of Alamir's innate body, the level of the summoned objects was not higher than that of the Lord of the Ring itself, which was obviously not enough.
Alamir roared, and the ghostly wind roared——
launch!
The sound wave spread, and the five "people" all froze, and then quickly turned into ashes.
Alamir rose into the air and launched a fatal blow.
Lieque is shocking! ! !
Alamir was like the thunder god of heaven, his sword and man merged into one, turning into a flying rainbow, carrying thunderous light, and struck directly at the Lord of the Ring on the opposite side!
"I've caught you, my young elf friend!" The sharp sword like a spear thrust out quickly, turning into countless fine light and shadows like showers, covering Alamir's position.
At the same time, a black fire as thick as a water vat descended, blocking all the way forward for Alamir!
boom!The intense high temperature brought by the mutated moonfire was unbearable for the Black Prison. The air began to distort due to the high temperature, and Alamil even felt that he was lacking oxygen.
Ding—I don’t know how many sounds of weapons clashing sounded quickly, and turned into a sound, and sparks flew from the sword.
The faint blue thunder and lightning actually turned green in the dusk-like skylight.
The tender green that represents life...may be the same color as the hat on Liarden's head.
Boom - Along with black fire and thunder, the clash of stabbing swords and double swords sounded. The two "human" figures separated, juice splashed all over the sky, and several arm-shaped branches fell to the ground.
All the light and shadow dissipated, and the sword edge stopped. Alamir flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, his face was white, and a large mouthful of blood spat out from the corner of his mouth.
On the opposite side, the Lord of the Ring had half of his arm chopped off, and a black hole appeared in his chest, spraying out countless dark golden juices...
After one blow, both "people" lost the ability to fight again!
"You will become my favorite toy, my elf friend." Looking at Alamir who fell to the ground, the Lord of the Ring showed an evil and crazy smile on his face.
So the remaining arm on his body lightly snapped his fingers!
Boom——The remaining "Treant" ashes around Alamir suddenly exploded.
"I will use your best method to give you the sweetest and most unwilling death." A look of madness appeared on the Lord of the Ring's face as he watched the trees around Alamir explode, making a huge noise.
It turned out that he had long known that Alamir could easily kill his "living things" but had no way to destroy his "dead things".
Therefore, he carved a magic circle on each puppet that was enough to kill the elves, and used these magic branches as magic consumables.
Just like Alamir had just used to blow up the Ghost Prison Treant and injure him, he finally used the almost perfect murder art to kill this kind-hearted and powerful elf.
"Great Dark Sun, this is my devout sacrifice to you..." The thought of turning the other person's soul into my own puppet, and being tortured by myself forever, and this perfect murder will definitely... The Lord of the Ring trembled with excitement at being rewarded by the Prince of Lies.
But the next second, the Ring Lord suddenly froze and suddenly became angry and frightened.
"Explosion is a great art, but you probably haven't gotten started yet..." The smoke cleared, and the white-haired elf appeared on the spot.
Moreover, his body recovered as before without any damage!
"Today, I will—" The elf kicked his feet, and after reaching his height, he suddenly turned upside down, like a meteor falling, with unparalleled speed.
"Give you death!" The sword energy was so cold that the surrounding water elements began to roar angrily.
In the air, the invisible water element turned into a rain of swords all over the sky, pouring down crazily on the huge body of the Ring Lord!
Fairy Secret Sword·Black Ice!
Within the circle surrounded by the phantom of the "Lord of the Ring", black flames fell from the sky, like divine punishment.
Alamir realized that he was wrong, very wrong.
You should fully trust your body!I believe in the innate body that was hard to come by.
Instead of trusting your own poor combat experience!
Alamir's previous fighting method was to capture the opponent's movement trajectory through his own perception, and then react through calculations.
But facing the Lord of the Ring who has more combat experience than himself, is faster than himself, has more methods than himself, and is stronger and stronger than himself, his previous fighting methods are not enough.
The opponent's long-term combat experience seems to have become an instinct!
When the power gap between the two sides is not large, the result of this kind of thinking and instinctive reaction can be fatal.
"Concentrate your spirit, use your body to feel the rhythm of the opponent's attack, fully believe in your own skills, tap into the power hidden in your heart, and feel the existence of the great river!" The words of Master Silence just now flowed through Alamir again. From the bottom of my heart.
Therefore, Alamir chose to trust his "instinct".
In other words, use instinct to fight instinct.
Without thinking or fear, and trusting his intuition 100%, Alamir emptyed his mind this time and held onto Yuan Shouyi.
Slowly, his tight muscles relaxed, his body rose and fell slightly, and his stiff face began to show a soothing look. He protected himself with two swords in his hands, and his temperament suddenly changed.
The next second, black moonfire fell from the sky!
Alamir did not dodge, and stabbed the long sword "Flower" lightly to the left front!
Ding——A crisp sound came.
Sword tip to sword tip! ! !Alamir's long sword "Flower" actually stabbed the tip of the opposite sword that was hidden under the black fire!
A strong force surged from the sword blade to Alamir's arm. As a result, after his body twisted softly a few times, most of the force was directed to the ground, and the remaining half filled his other arm. , turned into a powerful and heavy slash, and the epee tree was silent!
The next second, the black flames above his head completely engulfed Alamir.
Then, nothing happened.
"Is it really an illusion? In the realm of the Prince of Lies, it's really breathtaking..." Alamir raised his head in the flames and smiled slightly.
And his injured left toe moved slightly at this time!
The next second, Alamir stamped on the ground with one foot, swept forward slightly, and after dodging a sword slashed from behind, his body twisted strangely, violating the laws of physics, and "floated" back to the original place.
Alamir's own Biluo Shen!
At this time, just where he originally landed, a large piece of thorns like ghost claws grew up. Not long after they were born, a silent flame fell from the sky. The piece of thorns like ghost claws twisted and struggled crazily like a living animal. .
Sure enough, Alamir looked at the ghost claws twisting in the open space and felt reassured.
If he had just let go and let the "black fire" hit him, he was still a little scared, but the ghost claws that had just landed and the silent "moon fire" made him determined Gained confidence!
It's right to follow the arrangements of your "body"!
Moreover, the Lord of the Ring is indeed as cunning as a bastard. The densely packed black fire in the field looks like divine punishment, and more than half of it is "phantoms" that can be mistaken for real. They cause fluctuations in the space, but they are indeed phantoms inside.
The truly fatal "black fire" came quietly.
The Lord of the Ring is so cunning, and of course he will not waste his energy with such an overwhelming attack. He hides the few moonfires in the "black fire" and hides his figure in it, attacking Alamire from all angles. Launch an attack.
"Young elf, your insight and perception are enough to put any adult elf to shame. Even the terrifying elf warriors of the Civet Cat Sect can't do better than you at this age. It seems that you have already entered that field?"
As he spoke, the surrounding phantoms of the Lord of the Rings all dissipated, leaving only the huge ferocious entity diagonally in front of him.
Because he knew that the previous "phantom" was no longer enough to be an obstacle to the opponent, the elf successfully used his extraordinary talent to see through the strange killing situation he had laid.
Because the temperament of Alamir across from him became more and more ethereal. Even though he was standing there, he seemed to be non-existent and blended in with his surroundings.
Moreover, after that, Alamir not only dodged his attacks more and more easily, not only was he completely undisturbed, but he also began to gradually fight back. In fact, the opponent's movements became more and more swift and unpredictable.
"It's a talent that makes people hate it, my young elf!" As Alamir's body fully recovered, he became more comfortable than he was at first. Although it was a passive counterattack based on instinct, for the Lord of the Ring, , enough to pose a threat to him.
Then the Lord of the Ring stopped attacking.
The cunning Lord of the Ring has seen through the nature of Alamir's actions that rely entirely on physical instinct. As long as he stops attacking, his awakened higher-order instinct will not be triggered to counterattack. The cunning Lord of the Ring is unwilling to suffer physical damage. Not willing to give the opponent the slightest possibility of victory, even the slightest bit of damage.
Because he had to guard against his "teammate", the pale clown who might defeat the monk at any time and give him a fatal blow.
This is the difference between the good camp and the evil camp, because the good camp has comrades who can be trusted to support them.
Alamir also stopped.
When the Lord of the Ring stopped attacking and restrained all his killing intent, Alamir could not rely on his body's instinct to fight back, but once he launched an attack at this moment, he would automatically enter the "acquired" attack mode, and his original A flawless defense will have loopholes, and the opponent may be able to kill with one blow.
The dim yellow sky was like blood, and the elves and the ugly and ferocious Lord of the Ring stood opposite each other.
No one made the first move.
Both of them were waiting until their strength and fighting will reached their peak, and then unleashed a shocking blow.
Also waiting for the final outcome.
The battle in the white mist circle next to it will determine the final direction of this battle in the black prison.
This will also determine their respective fates.
Because the Lord of the Ring also knew the fact that Alamir could "kill" them.
Therefore, in this battle, both sides stand on the scale of death, each teetering on the edge of collapse.
Because of the existence of the white mist, no matter how tragic it is inside, it is silent and mysterious outside.
This kind of confrontation is the sharpest edge.
The Lord of the Ring's face became more and more ferocious, while the Elf's face became calmer and calmer.
Of course Alamir is confident, because even if the Silent Master loses, he still has something to do.
That is the sword intent that connects people outside the black prison...
So he can laugh, and when the opponent chooses to stop, he can even say that he has become invincible after understanding the use of the innate body.
The rest is just the amount of income.
So, he smiled even more happily.
And this smile was especially hateful in the eyes of the huge monster opposite.
Although the ring lord's huge body and strength, with the blessing of the ring, are better than the elves, but whoever sees the extremely ambiguous and confident smile on his opponent's face, the ring lord's soul is filled with angry murderous intent all the time. , finally couldn’t control it.
Fortunately, he had chosen the butcher's knife and the fire for his last lamb.
Just behind Alamir, in the ashes of the previous moonfires, the struggling ghost claws that were burning began to slowly stand up from the ground, with black flames on their bodies, forming Alamir's body one by one. The “familiar” shape——
Dancer, Thousand Mountains, Tree Demon...
So the first-generation Dark Sun Puppet was being resurrected by him, turning into a tree-man with a ferocious face and burning with terrifying flames.
Alamir has sensed it, but he doesn't dare to move, and he can't move, because if he moves, he will suffer a terrible flanking attack.
But he smiled wider.
Because he finally discovered the biggest flaw of the Lord of the Ring!
Fighting habits!
When a summoner who was accustomed to assassination turned into a terrifying demon warrior lord, although his body became stronger, he still couldn't change his deep-rooted fighting habits, starting from summoning the ghost prison tree people to summoning the first generation of the dark sun. The puppet treant, once the old lame, assassin prophet, still tends to control the battles of his men.
The existence of this discordant factor is Alamir's only hope for victory.
But as for how to win, Alamir doesn't know yet.
But he knew——
He will win this battle!
The roar of the "Treant" came from behind, and Alarmir's back could even feel the opponent's soaring murderous intent and rolling heat waves.
"Qianshan" pulled out his sword, "Dancing Girl" raised his feet, "Tree Devil" pulled out his ax...
With billowing black smoke and rage tortured by endless killing intent, the five-headed tree men formed an encirclement towards Alamil and attacked together.
Then, the attacks all failed...
In front of Alamir's innate body, the level of the summoned objects was not higher than that of the Lord of the Ring itself, which was obviously not enough.
Alamir roared, and the ghostly wind roared——
launch!
The sound wave spread, and the five "people" all froze, and then quickly turned into ashes.
Alamir rose into the air and launched a fatal blow.
Lieque is shocking! ! !
Alamir was like the thunder god of heaven, his sword and man merged into one, turning into a flying rainbow, carrying thunderous light, and struck directly at the Lord of the Ring on the opposite side!
"I've caught you, my young elf friend!" The sharp sword like a spear thrust out quickly, turning into countless fine light and shadows like showers, covering Alamir's position.
At the same time, a black fire as thick as a water vat descended, blocking all the way forward for Alamir!
boom!The intense high temperature brought by the mutated moonfire was unbearable for the Black Prison. The air began to distort due to the high temperature, and Alamil even felt that he was lacking oxygen.
Ding—I don’t know how many sounds of weapons clashing sounded quickly, and turned into a sound, and sparks flew from the sword.
The faint blue thunder and lightning actually turned green in the dusk-like skylight.
The tender green that represents life...may be the same color as the hat on Liarden's head.
Boom - Along with black fire and thunder, the clash of stabbing swords and double swords sounded. The two "human" figures separated, juice splashed all over the sky, and several arm-shaped branches fell to the ground.
All the light and shadow dissipated, and the sword edge stopped. Alamir flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, his face was white, and a large mouthful of blood spat out from the corner of his mouth.
On the opposite side, the Lord of the Ring had half of his arm chopped off, and a black hole appeared in his chest, spraying out countless dark golden juices...
After one blow, both "people" lost the ability to fight again!
"You will become my favorite toy, my elf friend." Looking at Alamir who fell to the ground, the Lord of the Ring showed an evil and crazy smile on his face.
So the remaining arm on his body lightly snapped his fingers!
Boom——The remaining "Treant" ashes around Alamir suddenly exploded.
"I will use your best method to give you the sweetest and most unwilling death." A look of madness appeared on the Lord of the Ring's face as he watched the trees around Alamir explode, making a huge noise.
It turned out that he had long known that Alamir could easily kill his "living things" but had no way to destroy his "dead things".
Therefore, he carved a magic circle on each puppet that was enough to kill the elves, and used these magic branches as magic consumables.
Just like Alamir had just used to blow up the Ghost Prison Treant and injure him, he finally used the almost perfect murder art to kill this kind-hearted and powerful elf.
"Great Dark Sun, this is my devout sacrifice to you..." The thought of turning the other person's soul into my own puppet, and being tortured by myself forever, and this perfect murder will definitely... The Lord of the Ring trembled with excitement at being rewarded by the Prince of Lies.
But the next second, the Ring Lord suddenly froze and suddenly became angry and frightened.
"Explosion is a great art, but you probably haven't gotten started yet..." The smoke cleared, and the white-haired elf appeared on the spot.
Moreover, his body recovered as before without any damage!
"Today, I will—" The elf kicked his feet, and after reaching his height, he suddenly turned upside down, like a meteor falling, with unparalleled speed.
"Give you death!" The sword energy was so cold that the surrounding water elements began to roar angrily.
In the air, the invisible water element turned into a rain of swords all over the sky, pouring down crazily on the huge body of the Ring Lord!
Fairy Secret Sword·Black Ice!
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