high castle elves

In autumn, I will kill a pound of autumn wind.

Just after passing through the arch, Alamere was surrounded by overwhelming golden light——

The golden sky seemed to be glazed, and in the golden sky, the autumn wind blew through the golden woods, bringing with it the solemn beauty and the richness of autumn, surrounding the team of ghosts and snakes, whistling softly until it completely enveloped them.

Being in this golden place, looking around, there is a different kind of beauty.

But beauty can never save the world, it can only provide a beautiful backdrop for the creatures on the ground to kill each other.

Metal has the aura of killing, and wood represents vitality. Metal overcomes wood and is the main force of killing!

On the overwhelming golden surface, blood keeps flowing. In the vast forest, there are corpses and bloody weapons everywhere. Broken trees are burning with bright flames. There are huge and beautiful condors flying in the sky, and the light of magic Lighting up in this space from time to time, magical lights of various colors become the flowing colors on this gorgeous golden canvas.

From time to time, streaks of yellow lightning fall down from the sky, like huge golden snakes hanging upside down.When the lightning reached the ground, it turned into red fireballs. The fireworks were erratic in the autumn wind, flashing on and off, reflecting the piles of corpses and blood on the ground, as well as various pits!

Looking at the huge golden lightning, Alamir finally understood where this golden color came from!

Autumn is the season of harvest, and what is harvested in this autumn forest is nothing more than human life.

They seemed to have broken into the edge of a huge battlefield!

Feeling the chill coming from the autumn wind, hearing the distant shouts of killing and the neighing of animal mounts, everyone who had just stepped into this forest had serious expressions on their faces.

The two warring parties are elves——

Countless elven warriors wearing gorgeous armors and holding various weapons, either riding their animal companions, or appearing in the forest like ghosts, with bows and arrows flying in the sky, while the magicians behind them are either floating in the air, pointing towards their fellow racers on the ground. Pour out magic power wantonly, or drive the war puppet made of this huge tree to approach the opponent slowly but urgently.

"The Abyss is down there, it's like the Plain of Ten Thousand Abyss!" The beef man, whose hooves had grown out, looked at the tragedy at the edge of the battlefield and felt as if he had returned to his hometown - the first layer of the Abyss, where the infamous bloody battle took place. land.

Although they were at the edge of the forest at this time, the strangulation at the edge was already very brutal. In the dense forest not far from them, the smell of blood was so strong that several demons enjoyed it very much. Alamir frowned. , occasionally you can see the light of magic and weapons emerging.

And at the moment when he stepped into this murderous forest, the invisibility cloak that had been in a state of invisibility seemed to have lost its magical effect and turned into an extremely gorgeous cloak, making a hunting sound in the autumn wind.

The family crest of the brooding flowers and birds began to appear on the cloak, and Alamire, who seemed to be paying attention to some unknown existence, felt trembling all over for a moment.

"Find a place to hide first!" Alamir calmly ordered. Faced with such a large-scale strangulation between the two armies, it was natural for these "others" to hide first.

However, no one moved, not even Alamir.

Because he didn't say this order at all.

Originally, according to the situation at this time, even adventurers without any experience knew to avoid the edge for a while, let alone the people of the demon team.

But when the order came to his lips, there was an invisible force that prevented Alamir from giving it.

But even if he ordered it, no one would listen. Looking back at his team members in despair, Alamire suddenly discovered that even the most "kind" Barbara had tense muscles and had already drawn her weapon. , full of murderous intent.

Her eyes were like blazing coals, flowing blood red, as if such bright golden light was no longer harmful to her fragile eyes.

Barbara was like this, not to mention the rest of the team members who had already increased their desire to kill. Seeing that the six-armed snake demon had begun to roar, the minotaur had taken off his outer armor, and his figure had grown sharply again. He raised the long bow in his hand, and the flaming arrows on the long bow emitted amazing heat. Alamir felt that this place was strange!

And the one with the most murderous intent turned out to be Alamire.

Kill, kill, kill!The moment he entered this golden forest, Alamir felt hot and uneasy all over his body, and the idea of ​​killing was like a beast about to be released from the cage, desperately attacking his heart.

As he stayed longer and longer, the golden color in the sky seemed to stimulate the bones and flesh in his body. His body became hotter and angrier, like the poisonous heat left in autumn. .

Everyone knows that the sun in the afternoon in autumn is sometimes even more intense than the sun at noon in midsummer, making people feel hotter.

This kind of heat is not as hot as summer, which melts people, but a bone-deep heat and roasting that makes people feel uncomfortable all over, and they want to find a place to vent their madness.

The murderous intention lingers in the bones, and when it meets the sword, it is like burning oil cooking in fire!

Smelling the smell of blood getting closer and closer in the distance, everyone's breathing became hotter and heavier.

How do I vent this unbearable heat? Does anyone need to tell me...

Like moths attracted by the light of fire, the members of the Demons and Snakes team unknowingly, under the leadership of Alamire, quickly approached the massacre that was taking place, as if they were possessed.

"Stop—" Alamil, who was finding it increasingly difficult to suppress the boiling murderous intent in his body, decisively gave the order to stop.

But when the words came to his lips, they became decisive——

kill! !

As soon as he finished speaking, Alamir flew out with his sword, aiming at an injured elf. His ghostly figure flashed, and his long sword brushed against the opponent's neck, causing blood to splash all over the sky!

Seeing Alamir coming out of the crowd and taking the lead in killing the elves in the forest, everyone let out an extremely unbearable and joyful roar, and joined in this killing feast one after another!

There are no rules, no cooperation, no purpose or hatred, they are just killing.

Seeing their lives being harvested by themselves like wheat, and enjoying the pleasure of the other party's blood dripping on their bodies, everyone in the Demon and Snake Team has become like crazy!

And their opponents are not like this!

The normally elegant and beautiful elf, now all grace and beauty were gone, and the fanatical murderous intent and ferocious expression on its face made even the murderous troll feel ashamed.

They looked at the "people" who suddenly appeared in the forest. They were not surprised or afraid. Instead, they saw a wave of enthusiasm and surprise. They showed off their weapons and magic, and desperately gave away killing and death in a golden atmosphere. to the opponent.

No one asked questions, there were no rules, everyone was enjoying the killing in this golden place.

The killing came so quickly and so naturally. When the two sides who were fighting just now saw Alamir and the others, they each rushed forward feverishly, turning the two sides into a three-way melee!

The hidden injury on Alamir's body seemed to be nothing. At this moment, he used the sword technique he had learned from the unknown elf, and struck down the angry and roaring elf in front of him with one sword. The next second, a long and exquisite scimitar came out. Attack fiercely from behind!

Then the moonlight flashed, and as a circle of thousand-year-old trees was neatly cut away, the elves who attacked Alamir were cut in half by Evan Sally with one sword!

On the other side, the tauren ignored the fact that his body was full of arrows. Many of the arrows penetrated deeply into his skin and kept bleeding. At this moment, he was like a mad cow, grabbing the elf on the opposite side and heading towards him. The giant tree behind him hit him, and with a bang, under the rain of blood, he said that the elf was torn in half!

Before the elf died, he continued the force of the impact and sent the long sword deeply into his body. The blood rain all over the sky, it was no longer clear whether it was the elf's blood or the tauren's blood that spattered when he pulled out the sword. out.

Just to his right, Shaksaya's scimitar was strange and vicious, bringing out a huge storm of blades. She slashed continuously with precision and speed, smashing the resisting elves into pieces with their swords.

On the other side, the floating elf mage dodged left and right under the flaming arrows of the Demon of Desire. Magic missiles, acid, and lightning were thrown at her for free. The Demon of Desire was like an elf best at dodging, sometimes flapping its wings and flying, sometimes Hidden in the shadow of the tree canopy, specifically targeting the elf mages.

As the mysterious mantra was chanted in a low voice, the spell materials flashed and burned in the air. Another mage hiding in the distance took advantage of the desire demon's sudden acceleration and lunged in, and pierced the opponent's frightened head with a long sword. He aimed at this ridiculously beautiful demon of desire and chanted a powerful spell.

However, a burst of darkness enveloped him!

Darkness, as a natural spell of the drow, a darkness that could not be penetrated by the naked eye suddenly appeared, causing him to temporarily lose the target of the spell.

Then, just when he was about to activate the protective spell, greater darkness enveloped him.

As he fell softly to the ground, behind him, all the flesh and blood rolled up, and half of his body was burnt. Barbara appeared with a bloodthirsty smile, and her eyes were splashed with blood, making her red. The pupils are like evil spirits!The magic-breaking dagger in his hand was taken out by Alamir from the cave on Hamburg Mountain.

The autumn wind kills like a knife, using the earth as a chopping board and all living beings as fish and meat.

The murderous intention is as blazing as fire, using the sky as a furnace to melt the soul into gold!

In the golden sky and forest, killing came so rudely and so naturally, and death came so unexpectedly and rudely.

Here, you have no time to think at all, and you have no right to be rational. Even if you are afraid that you will die in the next second, you have no time to appreciate the pain of the wounds on your body.

Because here, the boundary between life and death is a sword.

Not too much, not too little, simple and neat.

Of course, the only exception was Mirsi, who was holding a spiritual crystal servant in his mouth to provide him with high-altitude vision. At this moment, his wings were hit by several arrows, and the lower half of his body was covered in burns, making him look even uglier.

It cooed, and its face showed a rich expression of wanting to cry.

It was hiding in the canopy of a nearby tree, watching Alamir and not daring to get close.

It seemed that this animal companion who had grown up with him also felt strange and afraid of Alamir.

The killing was so unreasonable and disappeared without a sound. Thirty minutes later, Alamir was covered in blood and injured in thirteen places. His robe was burnt and torn, and there were traces of acid on his pants. , the dense forest was no longer deserted, and he resisted the urge to kill the tauren who was still in a violent state with a sword, and calmly issued the order to set off.

No one spoke, no one objected.

Feeling the sweet smell of killing coming from the center of the forest, everyone was like ants smelling the smell of honey, silently following Alamir and quickly approaching the center of the forest, as if they had received guidance from somewhere.

In the golden sky, there is only one sky that is different from other places, it is above the center of the forest.

The thunderbolts there were far denser than anywhere else, and the golden sky seemed to be dyed with a thick layer of blood, showing a strange dim yellow!

Like the Twilight of the Gods...

"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 of our destiny, we offer the flowing red! Offer the hard white! Offer to Creeping Brown......"

Just as we got closer to the dusk, the strange prayers started to sound again!

"Is it creeping brown?" In the dusk, Alamir pulled out the "tree" and cut the elf blocking the way in half. He watched the opponent's bright red flesh and blood still squirming, showing a strange brown color in the dusk. .......

Alamir laughed.