Xiuye's domineering side leak

"Master Xinggui, all the magic circles around Azeroth have been successfully activated, and the city wall has basically been built."

While checking the list of existing clansmen, an elf walked in and reported softly to Xing Gui.

"Okay, I'll go and have a look right away." Putting down the scroll in his hand, Xing Gui rubbed his forehead wearily.

The elf heard the words, but didn't go out immediately. Seeing Xing Gui put down his hands and looked over suspiciously, he finally hesitated and said in a low voice: "Please... please make sure His Highness Jade cheers up, we... can no longer experience any loss."

After finishing speaking, the elf's eyes were already red.

Slightly startled, Xing Gui reluctantly moved the corner of his mouth, wanting to say a few words to comfort the elf, but in the end he didn't even make a sound, and finally just nodded slightly to the elf, his eyes were darkened again for a while Filled with obscurity, a trace of oppressive depression and pain poured out from between his brows.

It has been a whole month since that incomparably tragic disaster.

Until now, all the elves who survived were still unable to get rid of the abyss-like pain, but rebuilding the elves has become an urgent task now that Azeroth has completely lost its protective barrier. .

Therefore, no matter how much pain there is, the elves have to force themselves to cheer up and protect their traumatized homeland.

With a gleam of determination in his eyes, Xing Gui took a deep breath of the air full of water vapor, and walked with heavy steps towards the rain curtain outside the door——

I don't know if the pouring rain is because he is crying.

His eyes couldn't help looking at the huge crystal hanging in the western sky of Azeroth. The gray rain curtain blocked his sight heavily, but Xinggui knew that the dark red figure must still be there like many days before. , inseparable.

a month ago -

After Tunyun fell, Xing Gui knew something was wrong when he found that Jade had been staring blankly at the direction of the original tree of life.

Sure enough, before he could figure out what to say to Fei Cui, the frightening aura surrounding Fei Cui dissipated in an instant, and she fell straight from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Seeing that Jade's strength soared before, and the coercion it exuded was almost at the same time as Wang et al., Xing Gui knew that he must have used some heaven-defying method to do so.

It's just that such a method often has extremely strong side effects, so when Jade and Tunyun confronted head-on, Xing Gui's whole heart was raised.

But after Jade finally did it, he was even more worried about the other party, worried that Jade would pay a too tragic price for this.

Everything that happened afterwards made all Xing Gui's worries come true.

Having known each other for decades, Xing Gui has never seen Fei Cui so embarrassed.

The golden red blood kept gushing out from his mouth, as if half of his body was soaked in the blood. His eyes had almost lost focus, but he still held on tightly to Xing Gui's chest, asking Xing Gui to take him to find him. Mr. Ans.

The stubborn, frightened, and paper-pale face made Xing Gui's heart feel like he was holding it tightly in his hands.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to find the king...I'll take you to him." Wiping away the tears that kept falling from the corners of Jade's eyes, Xing Gui hugged Jade whose strength had collapsed and whose blood vessels were about to burst, and turned to the Elf King. fly to the location.

Later, every time he recalled the scene at that time, Xing Gui couldn't help but think, in this world, there is no one else who can make himself wish to bear all the misfortunes and pains on his behalf like Jade.

That face that was always smiling should not have been filled with tears and blood stains, it was so desperate that it seemed like it was going to die the next moment.

At that time, Fei Cui, who obviously had no strength in her body, saw Wang's figure wrapped in layers of crystals, suddenly seemed to go crazy, and rushed towards him from his arms.

His speed was so fast that Xing Gui had no time to stop him.

It wasn't until Jade was burned to his hands by the flame suddenly ignited on the crystal that Xing Gui chased after him, and locked the guy who seemed to be feeling no pain at all, but was still struggling to jump up, and locked him in his arms with all his strength.

Because the lifespan is too long, most of the elves are originally indifferent, and rarely have too strong emotional fluctuations.But when he saw the emerald who had no image and was crying uncontrollably, as if he was going to shed all the tears in his life, Xing Gui vaguely sensed that probably the elves were not born with indifferent emotions, but because they had never moved the elves Seeing such pain befalls this race that has always been favored by God.

As for what the huge golden crystal enveloping the king is, Xinggui has no clue.

But from the flame that the crystal would ignite quickly no matter who touched it, Xing Gui probably guessed that the crystal should be more guarded and protective for the king.

There are elves crying...

The high priest Bai and all the elders have almost all fallen. Now that all the high-level elves have been traveling one after another over the years, Xinggui is almost the only remaining high-level elves in Azeroth.

Now that Jade has almost collapsed both physically and mentally, as the only elf who has the ability to help the existing clansmen, Xinggui must stand up and shoulder the burden of comforting and treating all clansmen for the time being.

However, before that, he still has something to say to Jade.

"Because of some things a few days ago, I was not in Azeroth. When I realized something happened here and hurried back, Wang had already become like this. Bai and Winster also exhausted their last breath. Strength, completely dissipated before my eyes..."

"As for why the king was like this, why Tunyun was resurrected, and why Azeroth was almost destroyed overnight, I don't have any clues."

"After this catastrophe, the elves will probably never return to the past."

"Jade, I know...I know you are sad, and you don't even know how to describe it, but I hope you can... cheer yourself up as soon as possible."

"Whether it's the king or Azeroth, whether it's our remaining clansman or me..."

"We all need you."

"So, promise me, please, don't let yourself despair for too long."

"You don't want Wang to wake up and see a home like this?"

Kneeling beside Jade, Xing Gui even forgot what he had said in the end.

Finally, hugging Jade in his arms, Xing Gui placed him in the center of the huge flower that had just been pushed open, making the petals close to the edge of the golden crystal, so that Jade could be at the closest place to the king, so that it can be seen well See the king I haven't seen in many years.

Wiping off the cold tears on his face, Xing Gui finally turned around and left, flying towards the devastated Azeroth.

For a long time, Fiaran seemed to be trapped in a bottomless darkness.

No sound can be heard, no light can be seen, no heat, cold, or pain can be felt.

Not tired, not tired.

His eyes were kept open, but there was no trace of sleepiness anymore.

Time seems to stand still, frozen in a certain moment.

The brain no longer needs to think about anything, no longer needs to be busy and running around aimlessly for something, no longer needs to force itself, and no longer needs to be sentimental about something.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the stars move.

He sat quietly at the place closest to the Elf King, but he could no longer see the figure he had been thinking about.

It's like being trapped in an endless corridor of time.

His heart was calm, and he almost wanted to sit like this until the end of the world and the end of the world.

In front of his eyes, he gradually felt a faint, hazy light.

Tiny, flickering, transparent light.

It was a pair of beautiful wings that seemed familiar and stayed in the long memory.

"Emerald."

The tip of the nose warmed up, and the whole body gradually seemed to be slowly thawed from the ice, and the out-of-focus eyes finally found a trace of clarity.

He looked at the small figure flying lightly in front of him, his voice was so hoarse that he could barely hear, "...Al."

The translucent fairy boy slightly raised the corners of his lips, nodded slightly, and then leaned in front of Fiaran again, hugged his cheek and rubbed, "It's been so many years, I finally see you again."

Fiaran moved his lips, but did not make a sound.

Al, however, didn't seem to care about this at all, with a bright smile on his face, "Before you went on a tour, you asked me to accompany the master of the Elf King on your behalf."

"Al has kept your words in mind all these years, and stays by Master's side every day."

"Sometimes I think of the things we made trouble in private, and I will tell the master."

"And for a long time after that, the master will be in a good mood..."

"So, so, Al didn't make a mistake."

"I have always done what I promised you..."

Rubbing her cheek against Fiaran's face, the tiny golden palm tree goblin babbled about the past of these years.

"Jade, I actually, really like the acrylic necklace you gave me."

"Every time I see it, I think of the big golden palm forest in my hometown..."

"Really, I really, really like..."

"I also really, really like you and the master of the Elf King,"

"It's true... I have worked hard to wait until you come back."

"Now,"

"Finally I can say goodbye to you personally..."

"My little prince."

"In the future... I will never be able to accompany you and the Master of the Elf King again."

"Al really, really, I miss you..."

Crystal clear teardrops fluttered down their cheeks, slid on each other's faces, and gradually dissipated in the air.

Fiarran whimpered and stretched out his hand to touch Al, but his fingers passed straight through Al's translucent body.

The tiny figure fell apart in a flash, turning into countless tiny stars.

Fiaran frantically waved his hands in the starlight, wanting to grab something.

After exhaustion, he spread out his palm, and there was only a small necklace with azure blue acrylic gemstones lying quietly in it.

"what……"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!!"

"Don't go!"

"You are not allowed to leave!!"

"Everyone come back!!!"

"Al!! Bai!! Garcia!! Elder Winster!!!"

"Teacher Ans!!!!"

"Didn't you say that you would wait for me to come back?!"

"I'm not leaving, I'm never leaving again!!"

"You all come back, okay?!!!"

"you……"

"You liars..."

Fiaran never knew that he would have so many tears.

In the past, he always thought that tears were a sign of the weak, a loophole in the soul, and only cowardly people would shed tears.

However, when everything happened, he was powerless and could only watch his dearest people disappear one after another. Apart from breaking down and crying hysterically, he didn't know what else could make his heart that was about to be smashed into countless pieces less so. It hurt like hell.

He really doesn't understand.

Obviously everyone is so strong, and Teacher An Si is so omnipotent.

Why on earth did it become what it is now.

Fiaran still couldn't figure it out until his eyes were blurred and he couldn't shed a single tear.

On the scorched earth, the surviving elves seemed to be infected by the sadness that came from the wind. Looking at the devastated corpses strewn across the field and completely polluted by blood, the former home, the ideal paradise, and the cradle of life, shed tears one after another.

This catastrophe almost caused the elves to fall into eternal night.

In the darkness, an elf wiped away the tears on his face, and lit up the flower pitcher plants born from the palm of his hand.

The faint light was almost swallowed by the night, and the light of the pitcher plants flickered in the wind.

Standing in the center of the surviving elves, Xinggui looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky, feeling at a loss for the first time in his heart——

The ground under his feet has been completely polluted by the blood of the demons. As an elf with wood and fire attributes, he has nothing to do about it.

The surviving elves, except for the high-level elves who have not returned, most of them have weak magic power, and even if the high-level elves come back, there is no one who can really use light magic to purify the entire Azeroth.

To be exact, apart from Wang, Xing Gui didn't think that any elf could do it.

But, even so, it is impossible for them to give up Azeroth——

Here is their home.

Therefore, Xing Gui really doesn't know what to do with the elves in the future.

Just when he was almost feeling desperate, countless silver-green dots of light gradually drifted out from the traumatized land.

All the elves looked blankly at the scene in front of them, not understanding what those firefly-like star lights were.

There is a starlight wandering to the far west, suspended on the huge flower in mid-air, lingering beside Fiaran.

Fiaran looked at the starlight that had briefly appeared in his field of vision when he was fighting Tunyun, and no more tears could flow from his dry eyes.

He quietly looked at Teacher An Si who seemed to be asleep in the crystal, and after a long while, he finally opened his lips and called out: "System."

The only answer to him was the wind.

There was a sneer on the corner of his lips, and Fei Yaran continued to speak softly:

"If you don't show up again, I will kill those humans."

Still no response from the system.

"I'll count to three. If you play dead again, I'll go to Dillon immediately and kill all the humans who know the name 'Emerald'. I will do what I say."

"one."

"two."

"three."

"Om-"

The gray-green mission panel finally appeared in front of Fiaran at the last moment.

Finally, the coldness in his eyes could no longer be concealed. Fei Yaran looked at the task panel expressionlessly, only to see that the system, which has always been cold and never communicated with him except for issuing tasks, showed him the first time Other texts outside the mission come——

【What do you want】