high castle elves

"The light of all things, piercing the order of chaos, the surging four dimensions, the beginning of all things, He is brilliant, He illuminates the path forward for our destiny, and we offer the flowing red!" Alamir has never heard of it! The language gave off a huge sound of praise and surrounded him.

The strange thing is that he understood it...

Then a sharp stinging pain came.

The pocket watch was placed in the blank eye socket of the huge thorn bird statue, and it fit perfectly. The hanging bracelet was like the tears it shed, and a high-pitched chirping sounded in Alamire's mind. Then, the thorn bird on the back of the watch case was like a It seemed like it was alive, and the strange chant was directly transmitted from its mouth into Alamire's mind.

But it’s not just the thorn birds that are alive!

The slender branches on the back of the watch case began to spread and grow, turning into thorns where the thorn birds stopped. The thorns were like small snakes that tightly wrapped around Alamir's right hand holding the watch. The green leaves shook happily, as if responding to the thorns. Birds sing and dance like birds!

Oops... Alamir was caught off guard and found that his hands had been firmly bound to the surface, unable to move. The small thorns growing on the branches pierced his wrists and sucked him greedily. blood! !

Seeing the pattern of flowers beginning to appear on the watch case, he finally understood how those bloody flowers on the family crest in the tomb came from.

As he drank more and more blood, Alamir saw a pattern of flowers appear on the back of his pocket watch, just like the symbol on the tomb!

The only difference is that the flowers on the watch case are not pure white stained with blood drops, but are all bright red, like flowing blood!

I wipe it, it’s so evil. Feeling that the blood in his body is getting less and less, Alamir has no time to curse at this moment. He tried all kinds of methods, including brute force, infuriating energy, spiritual power, and magic tricks, but he couldn’t remove his hand from it. Take off the surface of the door!

I won't be sucked to death... Alamir, whose face is getting paler, is very scared inside. At this moment, he has cut off all external perceptions, and his mind and ears are filled with that sentence During the grand chant, time seemed to stand still here. He was like a soulless puppet, watching blankly as his blood was being extracted.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock... Suddenly, the sound of the second hand trembling came to his ears again.

Then the singing stopped, the perception was restored, everything began to flow in time again, the thorns covering his hands disappeared, and his hands hung down limply.

Boom - a huge picture exploded in his mind, leaving him standing in front of the door in a daze!

So he calmed down and put his hand on the pocket watch again without hesitation!

"Hiss—" The sharp pain that was clearer than before made him take a breath, but he pressed his hand firmly on the pocket watch without hesitation, watching the thorny branches spread all the way to his elbow.

Because at that moment, he knew how to save his companions.

The palms of his hands were covered with strange pocket watches and statues. In his mind, Alamir was connected to a huge happy picture, and he saw the team members in the world in the picture! !

He seemed to have gained authority over this strange world in the painting. The alluring singing voice in the painting no longer affected him. He could even mobilize the power of his mind to open a "gap" and pull them all out.

So he put his hand on the Eye of the Thorn Bird, and his mind sank into the vast world of the painting, and began to look for "people".

The first one to be found was Mirsi, who was already dancing in the wind. Alamir tried more than a dozen times, and finally had an idea and made it appear in the corridor again.

"Stay there and don't move, don't touch the mural!!" Alamir, who had spent a lot of mental energy and turned off the "seductive singing" of the mural, yelled at Milch.

"Cuckoo..." Fortunately, Milsi also knew the danger here. After cooing twice with some dissatisfaction, she hid her head in the wings shivering.

After successfully getting Milsi out, Alamir was shocked and began to look for other people.

At this time, he finally understood the danger and viciousness of this corridor. The corridor was dozens of meters long, making the world in the painting very vast, almost like a real world, and the "people" in it were still there. Keep moving, it is very difficult to find them and "drag" them out.

It's like facing a "claw machine" with dolls inside that can move at any time. The tentacles formed by your mental power are very weak. It is obviously not a matter of time to successfully "catch" them.

Moreover, while his mental power is being consumed every minute and every second, the thorn bird is still sucking his own blood!

If it is an ordinary "person", let alone rescuing people, if it takes a little longer, both the body and the spirit will be exhausted and become a "mummy" lying at the door!

The protection methods of the ancient elves are indeed powerful and very strange and terrifying.

Even though they all have an appearance as beautiful as a utopia, just like the magic of ancient elves, they look very gorgeous and beautiful, but are actually very deadly!

There was not much time left for him. Feeling the increasingly scarce blood in his body, Alamir realized that he could hold on for 10 minutes at most...

Fortunately, the remaining "human" characteristics are so distinct that Alamir's efforts will not be in vain.

The first thing I found were two light spots with dark moonlight, one big and one small. The big one was Evan Sally and the small one was Barbara.

Fortunately for Barbara, Alamir finally "caught" her after trying seven or eight times.

As for Evan Sally, it was a bit difficult.

It seems that the world in this painting follows a strange law. The more powerful the creatures, the "heavier" they are!Facing Ivansally, whose strength was much higher than his own, Alamir tried several times, but either he couldn't catch it, or he suffered a mental breakdown halfway through.

Fortunately, Ivansally, who is the most powerful, is more awake than others and can control herself a little. She can maintain consciousness and cooperate with him under the first contact of Alamir's spiritual tentacles. Unlike Barbara and Milch, He was still dancing when he was pulled out.

"No, ah -" There was a throbbing pain in Alamir's head, as if someone was pulling on his brain. Another failure and excessive blood loss made his body tremble slightly, and his face turned frighteningly white.

There is no other way, let’s fight! !Looking at the big dancing light spot in his mind, Alamir's heart trembled. The small ball that was constantly spinning at the Baihui point in his mind rotated in the opposite direction, forming a small vortex!

A black "bright thread" emerged from the vortex, passed through the Mingmen, Qihai, Lingtai, left and right Jianjing points, went down into the sandalwood, passed through the jade pillow, returned to Baihui, and disappeared straight into his eyes!

The magic of taking away souls against luck! ! !

Regardless of the risk of going crazy, Alamir used the soul-stirring technique to break up the spirit ball he had finally formed, and gained spiritual power that was many times stronger than his own.

"Wake me up!!!" Alamir's eyes were bleeding, and he stared at the void in the distance, with a rare blood flush appearing on his pale face.

In the world in the painting, his translucent mental hand became dark and powerful, like a ghost's claw, whistling with gusts of sinister wind. He grabbed Evan Sally fiercely and slapped her outside!

Pfft - he even heard a sound similar to the shattering of a canvas. Evan Sally appeared in the corridor in shock. Before the canvas could be closed, Alamir's mental power turned into a large black net, patrolling the world in the painting.

Soon, the evil aura in the sky made him quickly locate the only evil creature in the painting. At this moment, the world in the painting also moved. The elves in the painting were full of terrifying power, singing hymns while holding magic auras in their hands. The sharp swords and staffs, riding the storm and thunder, rushed towards the evil black net together!

"Get over here!" Seeing that he was about to be surrounded, at this time, the strongest slave contract in the multiverse came into effect. Several demons turned their heads with painful expressions, and each took a slight step towards the direction of the giant network. .

This is the position!That's enough! ! !The giant net suddenly closed, narrowly avoiding the magic and sharp swords, and grabbed several demons, slowly floating into the air.

"Ahhhhh--" The "weight" of the demons made Alamir cry out in pain. At this time, the huge pressure made him bleed from all his orifices, and the saliva in his mouth flowed out involuntarily, and his whole body kept shaking.

And those blood-sucking thorns had unknowingly spread to his shoulders, stretching out sharp branches towards the heart in his chest!

"Get out!!!" Alamir roared, and there was a harsh and creaking sound in the air, as if a huge weight was struggling to pass through a small opening.

Plop - several demons appeared out of thin air and fell heavily to the ground, making a huge noise.

Poof - a blood arrow spewed out from Alamir's mouth abnormally, blood flowed wildly from his eyes, and he fell to the ground with a pop.

"Master!" "Dark Favored One" "Aramil"! !Everyone looked at Alamir who was lying unconscious on the ground and screamed in surprise.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, an increasingly clear sound sounded, the branches on the wall disappeared, the pocket watch turned over strangely, and the case on the surface was popped open, revealing the moving hands.

Rumble--the stone door that had been closed slowly opened, revealing the strong aroma of butter inside.

The Ghosts and Snakes team and the Dark Mask Ivansari each stood blankly in front of the door, smelling the aroma inside, and looking at Alamir who was unconscious in front of the door, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Tick ​​tick tick tick... The sound of the pocket watch is getting faster and crisper. The hands on it are spinning faster and faster contrary to common sense. The thorn bird on the door is like a living thing. The pointer is like a moving eye.

Let's go - looking at the unconscious Alamil, Evan Sally looked at the pocket watch spinning faster and faster, and the door that was slowly closing, and finally made up her mind, picked up Alamil, and walked through the door first!

Bang - The stone door slowly closed. As Barbara, the last member of the team, passed through the door, there was only a narrow gap left in the stone door. The group of people looked at the closed stone door behind them, not knowing whether to continue moving forward. correct.

At this time, Alamir had woken up, and the pocket watch on the door had appeared in his arms.

The pocket watch was wrapped in a piece of soft cloth, as big as a bath towel, and flew gently into his hand. His fingers could still feel the texture of the "cloth".

The strange thing is that no one except him noticed this scene, not even the most powerful Ivan Sally!

It was as if the fine fabrics and pocket watch in his hands didn't exist.

As soon as the fabric touched Alamir's fingers, it immediately grew larger and longer, turning into a tightly wrapped cloak...

Soon, Alamir also disappeared in front of everyone!

All the "people" immediately exclaimed, and even Shaksaya, who had mastered the art of true knowledge, panicked. It was clear that the spiritual link was still there, but in her perception, the master disappeared.

"Don't panic, I'm here!" Alamir suddenly appeared, with a pocket watch with a brand new family crest hanging in his arms.

Everyone was surprised, only Alamir knew what was going on.

The moment he came into contact with the fabric, he knew the name and usage of the fabric.

The Blessed Baby of the Ancient Fairies: The ancient fairies' blessing for the gray elves born in the Fairy Wilderness can make you invisible under any circumstances. True seeing cannot see through it. Only advanced detection of invisibility can vaguely see your figure.

After receiving a strange object, Alamir was shocked and uneasy. He only felt that he was lucky to have left behind the blood of gray elves.

If Alamir could return to the corridor just now, he would be surprised to find that the exquisite murals on the wall-Kudu are missing!

If he looked more carefully at this swaddle, which was comparable to a high-level invisibility cloak and turned into a cloak, he would find that there was a small tear in a corner of the cloak, and the intertwined warp and weft fibers at the tear seemed to be activated. I usually keep repairing myself.

It’s like repairing a canvas!