high castle elves

The autumn wind is endless, launching repeated attacks into the forest. The chilling autumn wind seems to be carrying a vengeful sword, endlessly swarming towards the creatures trapped inside.

Why was he roaring, who was he taking revenge on, and why was he treating everything here so angrily? All these mysteries made Alamir more and more confused as he struggled to avoid the increasingly urgent thunder.

Not only did he want to know, but also the elves who appeared more and more and were fighting for unknown reasons also wanted to know.

But they had no time to care, they just endlessly raised their swords and showed their magic to the creatures that appeared in front of them.

Including Alamir, all the creatures in the forest seemed to be under the top group charm magic. They did nothing but kill each other.

Kill, kill, only kill! !The noble elves in the past are now like beasts stimulated by flesh and blood. They have fallen into a collective fantasy called death, and are trying to draw everyone except their own companions into it.

And as Alamir and others got closer and closer to the bloody haze, the killings of the elves became more and more unreasonable - several times, Alamir saw many elves going crazy under the stimulation of killing. He turned his sword and wand towards his "companion" like a madman!

As a result, the scene became even more uncontrollable, as several "demons" who loved the taste of blood and soul the most went crazy in front of them.More and more elves had to choose places with fewer people to break out.

Logically speaking, although they like killing, it is based on the killing they bring to others. Facing the increasingly terrifying, more numerous, and increasingly elite elven armies, they have no choice but to contain them. Intent to kill, temporarily avoid the edge.

At this time, the team of demons and demons is already in danger!As the number of dead souls under their command increased, each creature suffered more and more wounds——

Even demons and demons with amazing resilience are so fragile in this kind of battlefield where they are fighting all the time.

Barbara, the weakest, and Evan Sally, the strongest attacker, received the most extra "care" and were even seriously injured——

As Eilistraee's priests who were accustomed to fighting naked, they had to wear a pair of exquisite leather armor at this moment, which was ripped from the corpses of two female elf warriors.

Even Milsi, the atmosphere group that received the least "attention", did not dare to take off at the moment. It carefully hid near Alamir and jumped from one tree to another.

At this moment, Alamir is in the best condition.

Although he cannot use his mental power, his new bones seem to have extremely strong vitality and amazing recovery power, and the speed of recovery is much faster than before. Moreover, every time he kills an elf, he has an inexplicable power. The influx replenishes his lost energy, and there is an endless supply of true energy!

As they stepped into the depths of the forest, the strongest fighting force in the team had become Alamir. On several occasions, he relied on his terrible recovery power to forcefully drag powerful enemies to death!

On several occasions, if Alamir hadn't worked hard to replace injuries with injuries, they might have suffered attrition!

And as they progressed, Alamir's understanding of the goblin secret sword increased rapidly.

The Fairy Secret Sword is divided into five styles, named after the four elements, namely the Earth Sword Style, the Water Sword Style, the Wind Sword Style and the Fire Sword Style, which contain the true meaning of the four basic elements.

Using different sword styles, the user can get the bonuses of these elements: the earth element gives him stronger defense, the water sword style makes his body flexible, the wind element can speed up his speed, and the fire sword style The style makes his attacks stronger.

The fifth style was used by the unknown elf before, the Thunder Sword Style, a secret that combines wind and fire!

Alamir deeply suspected that the other party had not yet mastered it, and that various combinations of the four elements could give rise to more secrets. But at this moment, he had only just begun to learn the basic four movements, let alone used the secrets.

The Goblin Secret Sword has both offensive and defensive capabilities and is extremely adaptable. Naturally, it is more suitable for the current situation than the Dugu Nine Swords, which is all offensive in every move, and the Wanmei Sword Technique, which requires extremely high comprehension. Alamir, who has learned the Goblin Secret Sword, That's why I can hold on until now.

Of course, this is not to say that the Goblin Secret Sword is really powerful and Alarmir can kill everyone just after he learned it, but that most of the enemies they encountered were scattered troops!

In this situation, it was as if an unknown big hand was moving their route, allowing them to avoid the large army with great danger, and allowing them to successfully reach the blood-like dusk!

Several times, they clearly encountered large and elite troops on the opposite side. As a result, instead of rushing to the center of the forest, they encountered equally elite "enemy troops" with similar numbers on the opposite side, and they had no time to deal with them.

This is the reason why they can get close to that bloody dusk!

Although they were almost exhausted and all members were exhausted, they still had no intention of stopping.

Not only because of the killing everywhere around them, they couldn't stop, but also because of the dimness, which made them unable to stop!

"Go there! Only there is all the relief!" Inexplicably, this idea came into the mind of every member of the Demon Team, even Milch was no exception.

Even if Alamir ordered them to stay away at this moment, they couldn't do it!They are like the magnetic needle attracted by the magnet, the moth seeing the light, the thorn bird realizing that the end is approaching, and seeing the thorns——

They used all their strength and will to pounce like the bloody dusk in the center of the forest!

There is no turning back.

Paradoxically, the closer we get to that bloody dusk, the fanatical murderous intention in everyone's hearts becomes weaker and weaker, and their rationality becomes clearer and clearer. Just now, communication is no longer possible, and other communication contents appear in the spiritual link filled with the word "kill". .

The murderous intention faded, but the strange chanting began to gradually become louder and clearer.

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!Offering the hard white!Offering the wriggling brown......

Not only did Alamir hear this prayer, but other team members also heard similar chants, but in their ears, the sound became intermittent and became their native language.

If someone had observed Alamil carefully at this time, they would have discovered that the cloak on his body had no trace of damage. As Alamil got closer to the bloody dusk, the thorn bird on the family emblem on his back became more and more active.

And with each creature he killed, the blood-colored flowers under the thorn bird became more and more delicate, and the green flower branches became more complicated. The small thorns on them gradually grew out, as if embedded in Alamire's back, forming a mysterious... name.

And the endless energy and physical strength in his body were injected into his body through this small puncture!

And as he walked through, the bright red flesh and blood on the ground quickly turned gray and turned into earth-like brown, and the family crest on the cloak became more complex and dynamic.

As Alamir walked deeper and deeper, the thorn bird behind him "came alive" strangely, and began to sing softly!

This is the origin of the "prayer" heard by the Ghost and Snake Team! !

If Alamere is willing to look back, he will find something strange on the ground and understand what the real "Wriggling Brown" is.

But he didn't. The huge murderous intention and attraction made them go a little crazy, and they rushed towards the dusk desperately!

Finally, after a few impressive wounds appeared on everyone's bodies, and the tauren lost all of his arms and one eye, they arrived at the boundary between the dusk and the forest.

A thunder curtain composed of golden thunder, followed by fireballs everywhere, blocked them in front of them, as if they didn't want him to get close.

This thunder curtain is not without gaps. Just about a mile to their left, there is a huge thunder light door. Many elves are entering one after another, with fanatical and serious expressions!

"Let's go!" Alarmir, knowing that he would be torn into pieces if he approached the light gate, took the lead in rushing towards the floating fireball array!

The golden thunder will not cause harm to himself and others... No matter why Alamir is so sure, he just knows it because there is a voice in the dark telling him so.

This time, he chose to trust his instincts.

But this time, his team members still chose to believe in him and broke into this place that looked like a Jedi with him!

The thunder in the sky became more and more raging, and it could be seen with the naked eye that it gradually changed from the thickness of a bowl to the thickness of a bucket, as if it was extremely angry because of the intrusion of "foreign objects".

But Alamir's bet was right. Those thunderbolts struck them like phantoms, causing no harm at all.

But what about fire?

The thunder that fell on the ground turned into blazing fireballs. Before they even got close, Barbara and Evan Sally howled in pain, with blood streaming from their eyes. The huge Shaksaya lightly touched one. A small piece of her body was blown away. Although the demon's terrifying vitality kept her alive, she was still dying, and the snake's tail kept trembling.

"Here, carry them on your back and follow my footsteps!" Alamir, who had the strongest physical strength, immediately carried Shaksaya on his back, asked the tauren to carry Barbara, and the lust demon to carry Ivansally, and took the lead to carry them. The fireball array rushed forward.

He must be able to pass through this land of thunder and fire. Alamir hypnotized himself, and the increasingly louder chants awakened something inexplicable in his body.

Snakes slithered, grass flew, Alamir used all he had learned in his life, regardless of whether the "wounded" on his body was injured or not, he was either tumbling, rolling, or jumping up, avoiding the fireballs in a panic.

However, they failed!

They were almost a hundred feet away from the thunder curtain. It was okay at first. The volume, density and speed of the fireball were within their range. But as they got deeper and deeper, the fireball was as big as a face or even a wheel, with a terrifying sound. The rush of speed forced them to retreat.

No, fuck!Alamir became a little angry.

He knew clearly that the "solution" was just behind him, but this feeling of powerlessness and inability to ask for anything made him very angry and frustrated.

Do you really want to enter from that way?Looking at the elves waiting at the light gate in the distance, Alamir had a headache.