Leopard of another world

The Elf King finally agreed to all the conditions of Lance, and arranged for them to live there. The group of guys who kidnapped the elves seemed to come and go irregularly. Lance wandered around the elves' residence for two days, and the weather was calm.

He didn't waste these two days. Under his command, Samuel and Simon deployed black magic to detect and monitor the entire elf residence, and temporarily put detection marks on all the living elves. , Once an outsider breaks in, they will be informed immediately.

The next night, the weather was unexpectedly good. Lance walked out of the room under the silver light of the bright moon, wandered casually, walked up to a hillside full of fluorescent grass, stood on the top of the hill and looked into the distance, and there was a faint warm yellow in the dense forest ahead. The light came out, and Lance's heart moved, and he lifted his foot and walked in that direction.

Push aside the branches and leaves in front of you, and there is a strange scene in front of you. A small lake in the middle of the dense forest is like a mirror on the ground. In the middle of the lake stands a towering tree. A row of light green spheres of different sizes hang down from each trunk. , like a row of large green eggs, swaying faintly in the breeze, a tall figure stood quietly with his back to Lance, with his head half raised and motionless.

"Simon." Lance yelled loudly, walked up to the bloody orc, and looked up side by side with him.

"Your Majesty." Simon bowed his head respectfully and knelt down to salute.

"It's so late and you don't want to go back to rest? Is this the elves' mother tree of life?" Lance smiled and waved his hand to signal him to stand up, and his eyes returned to the strange tree in the lake. The sphere is very large, the pale green wall tends to be transparent, and under the moonlight, a curled up silhouette can be faintly seen lying in it.

"Yes, Your Majesty." There was a trace of nostalgia in Simon's eyes, and his voice softened.

"It seems that the biggest sphere is about to fall, and then another little elf will start the cycle of life. It's great." Lance sighed, his body was a little cold from the night wind, he rubbed his arms, and said : "Let's go back together, it's time to rest."

"Yes."

Simon kept up with Lance, looked back at the Mother Tree of Life, his eyes softened.

Evan, who had been following Lance not far behind, silently held the giant sword, following every step.

However, not long after they walked, Lance heard a crackling sound. He suddenly turned his head, stared at the direction of the mother tree, and rushed towards the original path.

The biggest green ball before now hit the ground softly, and a huge hole was cut in the middle by a sharp weapon. The transparent liquid in the ball flowed all over the ground, but the originally curled up elf fetus was nowhere to be seen.

Simon smelled the smell of a stranger in the air, and his expression changed, like a cruel lone wolf, his eyes turned red instantly: "Your Majesty, someone has snatched the elf!"

"I know! Simon, go and inform Samuel and the Elf King. Dark Evan and I will go first, and you and Samuel will follow!"

Before the voice fell, Lance's figure disappeared in place. Dark Evan raised his expressionless face and followed closely. The two quickly disappeared from Simon's vision one after the other.

Simon's fists were clenched tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. He looked at the broken sphere angrily, turned around and rushed towards the place where the elves lived...

Lance and Dark Evan didn't run for long before seeing a looming black figure in front of them. The elf fetus that was forcibly taken out was pinched by the man like a bag of garbage. Lance became faster and closer to the man. distance, and the guy also noticed the movement behind him, threw out a series of intermediate lightning spells, and glanced at them slightly sideways.

Lance's eyes darkened, he dodged the attack deftly, and stared at the back of the man's head.

That guy was wearing a dark silver mask, he couldn't see his face clearly, and his strength didn't look strong, but Lance felt intuitively that that guy was strange, and a sense of disobedience was always coiled in his chest, which couldn't dissipate.

Regarding speed, Lance has always been very confident, and it is indeed the case. The distance between him and that person is getting closer and closer, and the magic attack in his hand has gradually taken shape. Once he steps into the attack range, he will shoot without hesitation!

Three steps, two steps, one step!

Arrived!

The light blade in Lance's hand whizzed and circled towards the man's back. The angle was tricky. The man felt the danger behind him, and his feet staggered a few steps. Lanston chuckled suddenly.

Even if he moves away, he can only avoid fatal damage, and the light blade will definitely hit him!

At this moment, the man jumped up suddenly, and the white wings stretched out from his back like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon, covering the silver light of the bright moon, casting a dark shadow on the ground, the light blades flew into the air, and all of them hit the ground In the middle of the night, the man turned his head slightly to look at Lance on the ground with a dazed expression, flapped his wings, and flew towards the distance.

"Angel?!"

Lance's heart was shocked, he gritted his teeth and hummed, and suddenly spread the gray wings behind him, fluttering towards the man.

Dark Evan stretched out his bone wings and followed closely.

The three started a fierce chase in the night sky, and the gorgeous magic bloomed continuously like fireworks in mid-air. The man seemed to be very familiar with the surrounding terrain, and kept drilling into the dense forest to create obstacles for Lance to fly, allowing him I was full of anger after chasing.

After a beautiful dive, the man suddenly flew into a dark cave. Lance just wanted to follow up, but Samuel and Simon rushed over at this moment, and he had to fold his wings and stop.

Briefly describing the matter aside, Samuel asked Lance to stay where he was, and went in to check by himself.

After a while he came out, his expression as calm as water: "The other end of the cave is connected, that guy must have run away."

Lance's expression remained unchanged, but the aura he exuded was definitely not pleasant.

Simon suddenly took a step forward: "Your Majesty, I have branded each egg of the Mother Tree of Life, and I should be able to roughly feel the position of the elf fetus."

Lance's eyes lit up, he looked up and down Simon with admiration, and led his subordinates to follow the weak detection towards the target.

After half an hour, they came to an open space. Samuel took a few glances with a calm expression, and approached Lance: "The product of the combination of confusing magic and illusion, wait, I will untie it."

I don't know how Samuel did it a few times, the air in front of his eyes rippled like ripples, and a house built of stone gradually became clear. Lance flapped his nose, and the sudden strong smell of blood made his stomach Very uncomfortable.

They each added an invisibility magic to themselves, approached the stone house lightly, and climbed in through the open window.

As soon as he landed, Lance almost slipped, but fortunately, Samuel caught him in time and hit his chest hard.

He looked around nervously, but luckily he didn't make too much noise. Lance lowered his head and saw that the culprit who caused him to fall was a dark red object with no discernible shape. He squatted down and took a closer look. , I just felt the pungent stench coming towards me, but I still didn't know what it was that rotten thing that he stepped on.

Samuel suddenly said, "Intestines."

Lance looked up blankly: "Huh?"

Samuel: "That's intestines."

Lance was stunned for a while, then he jerked away, his face was clear and pale, and it was wonderful for a while.

Samuel led him around the stone house with a normal expression. There were three rooms and a hall in the house, which was empty and contained nothing.

Lance looked back at the abrupt and lonely intestine on the ground, and felt a chill down his spine: "We couldn't be tracking wrong, right?"

"No." Samuel narrowed his eyes and stared at a wall for a while, then slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "That guy is down there."

He stretched out his hand, groped the wall for a while, and pressed down, a small square was sunken in, and the bricks on the ground not far away moved away silently, and a dark hole appeared.

Lance took a breath, but Samuel took his hand and walked on without any doubt.

The basement was very dark, almost pitch black, and Samuel casually added a night vision spell to Lance, allowing his eyes to quickly adapt to the darkness and search for things around him.

The basement was wet and cold, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger. Lance and Samuel walked quietly for a while, then turned a corner and entered a room.

Five or six elves were chained to the wall, with their eyes closed and motionless.

Just as Lance was about to step forward, Samuel, who was holding his hand, tightened suddenly, and whispered in his ear: "Forget it, the guy with the mask is still inside, let's find him."

The two wandered around in the dark for a long time. The basement was unexpectedly large. When they reached the end, the strong smell of blood in the air almost turned into substance, making people sick.

At the end of the road, there is a dark room.

When Lance and Samuel walked in side by side, the scene inside made him unable to control his widened eyes.

Twelve stone beds are lined up neatly in a row of four, and each bed is lined with the corpse of an elf. Their limbs are mutilated, their stomachs are disembowelled, and their internal organs flow out, falling on the side of the bed, dripping thick blood.

And the masked man was standing by the innermost bed, holding a dagger in his hand, he stirred into the undissected corpse of the elf, and slashed violently, the intestines squeezed out from the wound and flowed all over the floor .

His movements didn't stop, he stirred in the corpse with the dagger in his hand, and with a final push, a light green crystal block popped out of the elf's body, he held it in the palm of his hand, and threw it into a basket not far away .

Lance looked quietly, and saw that the large and small green crystals in the basket were nearly half piled up, with coagulated blood, which was shocking.

The elf fetus that the masked man took away was thrown in a corner, cast a stun spell, and fell asleep peacefully.

Lance and Samuel exchanged glances, and slowly moved towards the man squatting to inspect the crystal block in the box, and slowly unsheathed the weapon he was carrying.

The moment the sword was fully unsheathed, Lance and Samuel suddenly withdrew their invisibility, and rushed towards the masked man at lightning speed!