I'm a heartthrob in the wizarding world [Western Fantasy Elf]

"This is what will happen if you ignore me, or we will die together!" Ye Qimeng shouted to the Ghost-Faced Hawk Moth.

Even though she wasn't completely sure in her heart, she still had to try this strange method.

After all, the new demon apostle in front of her was not an ordinary smart one. He seemed to have the ability to see through people's hearts and completely deciphered her previous thoughts.

So she wanted to take a gamble, betting that the ghost-faced moth would be afraid because it could not complete its master's mission.

This "master" who stood behind the demon apostle seemed to be unusually vicious and vicious in the mouth of the Demonic Hawk Moth. Judging from his exaggerated expression when he mentioned the current situation of the Harpy, she had already guessed that the master was one of his weaknesses.

"..."

The Ghost-faced Hawkmoth looked at Ye Qimeng, who was still laughing wildly, and was speechless for a long time.

Finally, he suppressed an exclamation: "There are actually people in this world who are crazier than me..."

"You haven't seen it before, but today you see it! Surprise, excitement!" Ye Qimeng continued to shout with an exaggerated expression: "Who told you to ignore me just now, this is what will happen!"

She pointed to the growing flames on the mother tree, threatening to ignite the entire canopy. The extreme high temperature formed a heat wave and hit them, causing the Ghost-Faced Hawkmoth to close its eyes.

It seems that he is still afraid of flames, Ye Qimeng thought.

"Damn it, put out the fire for me!"

At this time, the Ghost-Faced Hawk Moth was obviously panicked. He flapped his scale wings and stopped in mid-air, directing the six-eyed raven to fly towards the mother tree that was already surrounded by fire.

The black crowd of ravens rushed towards the blazing fire one after another, but before they could touch the purple flames, they were melted into black water by the high temperature in the surrounding area, and then turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.

However, they kept rushing forward, as brave as soldiers who were willing to die, but they still could not complete the arduous task given to them by the Ghost-faced Hawk Moth.

"Zizzi-"

A burning smell came to them. It was the stench emitted by the ravens burned by the purple flames. It became more and more intense as the number of dead ravens increased.

"It's useless for you to do this. It can only waste your troops." Ye Qimeng pinched her nose and persuaded, but she could still smell the disgusting burnt smell, so she said softly: "Please beg me, maybe you can Please, I might just put out the fire.”

The Ghost-faced Hawkmoth looked at Ye Qimeng, who seemed to have gone crazy at this time, with disgust, and said, "What's wrong with you, a human being? Why do you come back from the ground as if you're a different person?"

"Since you don't want to beg me, then let's watch this mother tree burn to ashes!" Ye Qimeng continued to challenge the limit of the Demonic Faced Hawk Moth's endurance.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you now?" Ghost Faced Hawk Moth threatened angrily.

"If I die, this mother tree will really be hopeless -" she deliberately said a sarcastic and sarcastic remark.

"Are you threatening me?" Ghost Faced Hawkmoth raised his head and looked down at her, saying in a bad tone.

"I'm not threatening you - but your six-eyed raven seems to be running out, and the tree is still burning -"

Ye Qimeng felt that he must be in need of a beating now, but now there was no other better way to use, so he could only make a desperate move like this.

The worst case scenario is death, and maybe he can go home if he dies, Ye Qimeng thought.

"Then I'll help you!" The Ghost-Faced Hawkmoth didn't follow common sense and didn't succumb to the crisis of the mother tree. Instead, he suddenly shouted angrily: "You go to hell with me! After all, that's where I came from. !”

He flapped his scale wings vigorously a few times, and the phosphorescent dark brown dust was shaken off, flying like snowflakes and blowing towards Ye Qimeng's face in the direction of the wind.

In an instant, she was wrapped in a dark brown independent space. The thick dust blocked the light, and her surroundings suddenly became dark.

"Are you afraid of your impending death?"

The ghost-faced hawk moth's hoarse and low scream came from outside the dust space, like the howl of an evil spirit demanding life, announcing to her that her death was imminent.

But Ye Qimeng had already seen through his little trick. If he wanted to kill her, he would have rushed over long ago. There was no need to scare her with the dark dust and ask her if she was afraid.

If she was really scared, she would have fallen into the trap of the Ghost-faced Hawkmoth.

Perhaps his next step would be to ask her to put out the raging fire in the mother tree.

When she obediently extinguishes the fire, she and Bai Sha will be killed by the Ghost-faced Hawk Moth, and the remaining people may be in danger.

However, she won't be fooled so easily.

The last time she was tricked by the harpy, she suffered an almost fatal injury.

This time, she won't be hurt, neither will Bai Sha, and no one will be hurt.

Only the Demon-faced Hawkmoth will leave this world and go back to where he belongs.

"There is no hell in this world, because I just came from that place, and it is not hell." She paused and continued calmly: "If there is a hell, then I will be your hell."

The dust moved closer and closer to her and Bai Sha, trying to gradually penetrate and corrode their respiratory tracts, making Bai Sha couldn't help but cough. Ye Qimeng subconsciously held her breath, trying to prevent the dust from entering her body.

She clasped her hands together and felt a force slowly surge from her body to her arms, and then accelerated towards the palm of her hand, until it reached her palm.

The power was about to spurt out, so she opened her palms. The lavender flame shooting upward suddenly appeared in her palm.

The temperature of the flame was extremely high, making her face turn red with heat, and fine beads of sweat began to ooze out from her forehead, accumulating more and sliding down her cheeks.

The purple flame seemed to frighten the surrounding dust. The gray-brown powdery substance seemed to be alive, scattering chaotically in all directions with the flame as the center.

The flames continued to move upward until a hole was burned in the space formed by the dust.

The light from outside also shined directly in, hitting Ye Qimeng's head, making her look like a holy goddess, shining in the darkness.

The fire burned more and more intensely, and gradually it seemed to be alive, like a bird chasing insects, chasing towards the scattered dark brown dust.

The flames then replaced the dust and formed a ring of fire, wrapping Ye Qimeng and Baisha to prevent them from being attacked by more dust.

When the dust was surrounded by flames and burned away, Ziyan returned to Ye Qimeng's palm as if he had completed his mission.

"Baisha, is your breathing okay?" She asked about the condition of Baisha under her body. It seemed that it no longer coughed.

"It's okay with me. Just do what you want to do and don't worry about me." Bai Sha replied extremely calmly.

Baisha is really a qualified warrior. Even if she feels uncomfortable, she still insists on fighting without any complaints.

Ye Qimeng sighed inwardly.

She poured all the energy that was about to move in her body into the palm of her hand at once. The purple flame burned extremely violently the moment the energy arrived, and suddenly jumped into the air.

"呲呲呲-"

The purple flame made a burning sound, but nothing was burning in it at the moment.

"How come you have such powerful fire magic! Isn't this kind of fire magic that can even burn the air lost a long time ago?" Ghost Faced Hawk Moth said with a look of disbelief.

At this moment, his face finally revealed an expression of uncontrollable fear, which completely revealed his vulnerability to Ye Qimeng's sight.

Ye Qimeng took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack. She clasped her palms together, pretending to hold back her hands, and turned her hands away from her body.

Before the Ghost-faced Hawk Moth could recover from the shock, she opened her palms behind her again and silently instructed the purple flames that ignited again in her mind to rush forward.

In an instant, the Ghost-Faced Hawk Moth was surrounded by purple flames and had no way to retreat. He could only huddle up in the center of the fire circle subconsciously, and asked tremblingly: "Where did you come from as a human? Why can you possess the elf? A rare and powerful magic."

"Ah, I think it's because I don't belong to this world..." Ye Qimeng guessed.

Maybe it's because she doesn't belong to this magical world that she has abilities that others don't have.

In fact, even when she was a little confused, she already had the ability to use powerful magic.

"Where are you from? Are you sent by the God of Shadows?" After the Ghost-faced Hawkmoth asked in fear, he shook his head and denied his thoughts, and murmured to himself: "Impossible... ..The God of Shadows never takes the initiative to send people to take care of things on the mainland..."

Seeing the crazy way he was talking to himself, Ye Qimeng shook his head and sighed: "Another crazy person..."

I don’t feel at all that the way I pretended to be crazy just now is actually even weirder than the way Ghost Faced Hawk Moth is actually going crazy now.

"What exactly do you want?" At this time, the Ghost Faced Hawk Moth had completely collapsed.

He looked at Ye Qimeng with awe in his eyes, as if he were looking at a god who had descended into the world, and his head, which had always been held high, hung down in despair.

The Ghost Faced Hawkmoth continued hesitantly: "As long as...as long as you don't kill me! You know, I can do anything...even offer you my soul!"

His tone also became respectful, and it seemed that he had really decided to give up resistance.

"You tell me your purpose and the master behind you, and I will spare you." Ye Qimeng asked expressionlessly this time.

The Ghost-faced Hawkmoth looked embarrassed and took a step back hesitantly. However, his scale wings accidentally touched the purple flames behind him, and a corner of the wings instantly turned into ashes. The pain was so painful that he shouted on the spot: "I said! I Say it! As long as you don’t kill me, I will tell you!”

However, he seemed to be still thinking of a way to escape and did not continue talking.

"Say it quickly, don't play tricks!"

Ye Qimeng stared closely at the movements of the ghost-faced moth in front of her, fearing that he would escape from the ring of fire while she was not paying attention.

So she freed her right hand and reached for the silver arrow in the quiver behind her. And her left hand still controlled the long lavender flame, controlling the Ghost-faced Hawkmoth within a small space.

This is the last silver arrow and the only arrow on her body.

She wrapped the silver arrow with the flame that was ignited again in her left palm and suspended it behind her back.

Using the purple flame as a bow, he shot out the flaming silver arrow in an instant, and did not stop until he reached the empty eye sockets of the Ghost Faced Hawk Moth.

The silver sword, wrapped in flames, kept spinning in front of his left eye, threatening him to confess the truth.

After a few seconds, he finally couldn't bear the blow. He dropped his scaly wings that had been flapping, his whole body went limp, and he knelt down in the air. He said slowly: "My goal is the core of the mother tree... just Near the roots of the mother tree...and my master is..."