high castle elves

Scratching - it was like the sound of someone scratching the glass with their fingernails, which became increasingly sharp in the quiet room.

Something came out... Even at this moment, the members of the Demonic Team could not move. They felt that their consciousness was about to blur, but they were shocked by the sharp sound and seemed to wake up.

Alamir's line of sight was blocked by the statue, so he didn't see it. At the foot of the statue, directly in front of the coffin, the family crest carved with brooding flowers and birds suddenly opened, revealing a figure covered in darkness and carrying a huge bitter and cold aura. A twisted creature as big as a fist crawled out.

Although it looks like a mess of flesh and blood, everyone can feel the emotion of "it".

It was laughing wildly, with great twisted malice, and with a thrilling ecstasy.

As soon as he came out, he was like a dark meteor, running around in the small temple, as if he was releasing his excitement, and the air immediately became dead and cold.

If Alamir's Golden Silk Hand enters the second level and begins to search for the cemetery and begins to practice the real Nine Yin Divine Grasping, he will hand over the name of this thing.

Wraith!

But even if he reaches the second level with Jiuyin God, he will be helpless when facing this thing.

Because this is a ten-thousand-year-old resentful spirit.

The resentful spirit seemed to grow when it saw the wind, and in just a few breaths, its figure had become very huge.Countless dark tentacles swayed from the depths behind it, like a vicious jellyfish that was suddenly nourished by water and grew wantonly.

The flashing black shadows in the room stopped, and the huge jellyfish stopped in front of Alamir and walked slowly towards him.

It seemed that he could have pounced directly on Alamir, as if it enjoyed the process of approaching so step by step, bringing fear and despair to its prey.

What was originally a one-step journey has become a century-long journey.

Bang - Bang - Bang - The wraith, whose core is still the size of a fist, slowly swings its huge tentacles, making a huge sound on the icy ground.

The brilliant colored light became more intense. If Alamir saw his malicious face hidden between the huge tentacles, he would find that he was also chanting the same mantra loudly and enthusiastically.

The tentacles of the resentful spirit slowly set up on the throne, and then there were more and more tentacles. Finally, the entire throne turned into a huge, black egg!

Then the egg slowly became smaller, and the vicious smile in the air seemed to have substance. The laughter seemed to carry powerful sound waves and energy fields, almost causing other frozen creatures in the field to shatter.

This fragmentation may represent the shattering of the soul, and everyone present understood it.

In the colorful light pillar is a huge dark egg. The two do not affect each other, but blend in faintly. The scene is extremely grand and weird!

As the eggs got smaller and smaller, finally only one person reached the height, and then a sudden change occurred.

The "egg" suddenly disappeared, and tears suddenly filled the eyes of Alamir, who was wearing a crown on the throne.

After who knows how long, Alamir "awoke", and a faint golden light flashed across his eyes.

A strange ancient chirping sound sounded, and a faint golden light emerged. Even the thorn bird in the colorful light was stagnant, and began to sing again the next second.

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!Presenting the spirit of greenness! "

It seemed that the thorn bird was also delighted by this scene.

This is the dragon's roar. Although this dragon's roar does not belong to any kind of dragon's roar in this world, everyone knows in their hearts that this ancient and sacred sound is the dragon's roar.

There was a dragon in the ancient East.

Accompanied by this dragon roar, there was also a faint sound of thunder.

The dragon's transformation can be large or small, rising or hiding; if it is large, it will stir up clouds and spit out mist; if it is small, it will hide and hide its form; if it rises, it will soar in the universe; if it is hidden, it will lurk within the waves.Spring is deep now, the dragon rides on time and changes, and still people have achieved their ambitions——

once a Thief!

Everything began to flow, and warmth gushed out from Alamir. Everyone seemed to see the spring thunder tearing through the harsh winter, the spring water breaking through the ice, filling the natural texture, the blood vessels of the beast beating with new blood, and the valley bottom filling with water. The sap of the trees begins to pulse, the leaves sprout rough spores, the frozen snow whispers the hope of flowing into the Moon Lake, the larvae hatch, and the insects burst out of the ground.

When the insects wake up, the dragon controls the thunder, and all things grow.

The substantial "ice" in the room turned into a huge amount of "flowing water", flowing gently through everyone's hearts. The severe cold that originally burst out of despair was washed away by the joy of rebirth. Life flows along the slope, and spring The cloud spread towards everyone.

As a result, everyone "woke up" and looked at Alamire blankly, not sure if he was still "him"...

As Alamir stepped down from the throne step by step, wearing a gorgeous cloak and armor, and a mithril crown on his head, he was surrounded by colorful lights, and thorn birds sang in the flowing colors, making him look like an ancient creature walking out of a mural. Elf King.

The colored light followed him as he stepped off the throne, and suddenly returned to Alamir, as if the subject had returned to his master.

The moonlight poured down, and the dark and soft light shone on everyone again.

But the difference this time was that several demons wailed in pain, and everyone felt the joy and bad taste of the dark girl.

"Aramil!!" In the moonlight just now, Barbara already knew his identity, so she rushed up to him with joy and gave him a hug!

"Haha, seize the body, I have never lost before!" Holding and feeling Barbara's heartfelt joy and worry, Alamir raised a sarcastic smile on his lips.

At this moment, he finally understood the origin of that armor and the phrase "Alamere".

That was left for "him", another gray elf hybrid named Alamire!

"So this is your purpose... Eilistraee." In the rich dark moonlight, Alamir seemed to see the smile of a certain teasing goddess after she succeeded.

At this time, on the incomplete half of the statue's face, a ruby ​​like a teardrop suddenly appeared in the void and flew towards the dim moonlight on the skylight.

This is what Eilistraee wants!

According to legend, Eilistraee is the daughter of Corellon and Rose, but there is another legend that Eilistraee was formed from the blood and tears in Corellon's eyes after seeing the drow's fall.

No matter what the truth is, this huge ruby ​​that looks like blood and tears is what Eilistraee wants!And the reason why Eilistraee asked him to come here was because she saw "the dragon" in his body, which could resist another vengeful spirit named "Alamil" from seizing his body!

And she also pointed the way on purpose. By absorbing certain memory fragments of the resentful spirit, if she can step into a tunnel leaving the tomb with Drow in the world of Autumn Painting, then she is the builder of the tomb with good intentions. , after showing the tragic fate of the tomb owner to the intruders who came here, in order to prevent the tomb owner from being disturbed, he left the last way for the intruders to survive!

Eilistraee pointed the way, pointing them to the most terrifying and strange way to die next!

If it weren't for the protection of the dragon in his body! !

You are a bit unreasonable... In just a moment, the giant dragon figure entrenched in Alamir died together with the resentful spirit. Alamir seemed to have seen a nine-foot-tall beautiful dark elf. First you tried to seize the sword intent from me, and now you consume the soul protection in my body. If my master is here, do you dare to send someone here?

I'm afraid that if your saint incarnates, it will also become the experience of the two of them! !

Looking at the ruby ​​​​flying towards the moonlight in the void, Shinobu became more and more angry as he thought about it. Alamir, who took a step back and thought about it more and more, was a little angry.

It would be nice if he could recover some "interest" and not let Him be so proud.

Then, a sudden change occurred, and a thorn bird figure suddenly flew out of Alamir and slammed into the ruby ​​flying into the sky!

It's like a thorn bird crashing into a thorn at its last moment.

Then, everyone covered their heads in pain, and the huge pressure for a moment made everyone faint.

Humph—Aramil seemed to hear someone’s unwilling snort!

Then the magical light burst out, and the surrounding void shattered into pieces.

Then, when he woke up again, he had appeared in the Corridor of Spring, with the corridor above his head having been opened.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter are the four seasons. After the harsh winter, spring naturally comes.

"Exiting" from the Throne of Winter naturally returns to the Corridor of Spring.

So Alamir, who woke up first, had to move his companions out of the corridor one by one.

Alamir, who was complaining and sweating profusely, didn't realize that on the back of the ring watch hanging on his chest, on the family crest called the Meditating Flower and Bird, the meditating thorn bird on it had opened its eyes!

In the small eye sockets, the thorn bird's eyes were moving, and its blood-red eyes flashed with excitement, like a broken ruby.

Just a moment ago, all the priests and fanatic followers of Eilistraee saw the new image of the goddess. Originally, there was a gold necklace hanging on her naked chest with a huge ruby ​​on it.

Unfortunately, the lower end of the teardrop-shaped ruby ​​seems to have a broad bean-sized breakage.