The male protagonist is all black

Walking along the quiet path, I didn't meet the natural elves as An Er was worried about, or it was too strange, they stayed here, obviously the home of the natural elves, but they didn't see a single elf.

I don't know when the Elf Emperor will appear. If there are only him and An Er, and the Elf Emperor appears, it will be impossible to deal with it, right?

Xi Ya, who had no self-confidence at all, lowered his head and sighed.

"What's wrong?" An Er said, "I don't know when it started, but Xi Ya is always very unhappy, can you tell me?"

"Huh? Ah..." The natural elf turned to look at the angel walking beside him, "Although I said that I must survive, I still don't have much confidence in my success as the elf king... And I, I have no interest in that kind of thing at all, per se."

"That's right." The descendant of the angel nodded, "However, even if you don't have any interest in the first place, just make yourself interested in what you are about to do. In fact, I didn't hold anything against healing magic at all. whatever you like."

Shiya tilted his head to listen.

Then An Er continued, "After that, every time I saw those life forces and became familiar with them, I thought they were very beautiful and I liked them very much. The life forces are holy light mixed with black spots , that is the breath of death, the embellishment of life. These little things mixed together are like a completely independent world, which makes me excited."

The descendant of the angel talked about his feelings excitedly, and Xi Ya also listened to the inspirational speech.

That's right, before An Er said the next sentence, Xi Ya still thought it sounded normal.

Afterwards, the expression of the descendants of the angels suddenly changed, and the gentle smiling face spread out in an instant, "That independent world, if I want, I can reach out and squeeze them until there is no residue left!"

As... as an angel, is this kind of speech really okay?

The natural elf looked at An Er who was clenching his fist with a terrified face, and always felt... This is a good villain villain with both middle and second attributes. How about similar to a fallen angel?

"That's it." An Er returned to her normal smiling face, raised her index finger at Xi Ya, and said, "When I become the elf queen, will the natural elves be crushed into scum if they want to? Crack it!" Crackling, if possible, I recommend Wendy Aisha to get started."

... The revenge of killing the father is nothing more than that?

Xi Ya grinned and continued walking. Fortunately, the remaining distance was not far away. Hearing An Er's remarks on the aesthetics of violence, the walk was over.

"This is it, the ancient sacred tree." Xi Ya looked forward, the tree trunk was thick enough from here, and a few steps forward... the tree trunk completely occupied the entire line of sight.

"Oh -- it's the first time I've seen such a big tree!" An Er excitedly ran forward and looked up, "But I can't seem to see any flowers? Xi Ya wore it last time."

The nature elf smiled and said, "Well, it's probably on the top or top of the leaves, and it's covered by the leaves and branches below."

"Huh? That's it." An Er no longer struggled, and simply squatted down to observe the growth of the plants around the sacred tree. Do you feel anything special? Because your body..."

The silver-haired boy didn't care about this topic at all, but boldly admitted, nodded and said: "Yes! It will feel very comfortable if you get close. If possible, I would like to make a home under this tree."

An Er laughed: "There is absolutely no problem! If Xi Ya says, it will be fine."

"Thanks--!"

Before finishing the words "thank you", an arrow flew past Xi Ya's ear with a 'swish', but just as it was about to pierce into the bark of the tree, it was bounced off by the ancient wood.

The angels and elves under the tree looked towards the source of the arrows, and there was an elf standing in the bushes, aiming at Xi Ya with a longbow.

"Go to the sacred tree!" Xi Ya pulled An'er back, took two steps back, and flapped the wings on his back to fly upwards along the straight pole of the sacred tree.

"What happened!?" An Er kept looking back at the elf who was chasing him.

Shiya began to fly around the tree pole to avoid being shot by the elves behind him.

"No wonder there are no other natural elves along the way..." Xi Ya frowned, probably the Elf Emperor had already prepared for his coming to the secret realm.

Most of the elf's arrows were bounced off by the sacred tree, but it's not a solution to keep circling the tree like this.

Xi Ya frowned, shook An Er away, stopped flying upwards, and said to An Er: "You go up first, and I will deal with this guy."

"But..." The pure white angel looked back at the silver-haired boy, hesitating in the air.

The silver-haired elf stared at the elf who was about to catch up, and said to the angel above: "As the future elf king, how could I not be able to deal with an ordinary elf."

An Er took a sip, and decided to hide in the tree as Xi Ya said.

But Xi Ya suddenly changed his direction and went up and down, he was about to collide with the elf below, but he suddenly turned around the tree, bypassed the elf and went straight down.

The elf who reacted quickly turned around and chased after him, but saw Xiya suddenly flashed when he fell to a certain height, and his shadow disappeared.

The elf who was chasing him thought he was going further down, and fell rapidly again, but when he realized something was wrong, he couldn't stop for a moment.

From the gap between the roots of the sacred tree, a vine suddenly drilled out, and it grew wildly. Facing the falling elf, the sharp top pierced the person.

The pierced elf's wound was stretched and slid down a short distance along the vines, and Xi Ya, who was avoiding sight around the Shenmu, appeared again.

Just kidding, he has sparred with Ikal so many times, and he has almost mastered this skill under the guidance of Ikal, and his body fits well with the aura of the sacred tree... How could it be so easy to be defeated? This soldier-level elf found out.

Disappearance is just an illusion.

Eden Vine wrapped the elf's corpse for a while, almost letting the opponent's blood flow down his torso, before rolling the corpse back to the ground.

Xi Ya hovered in the sky and looked at the elf who was slowly dragged into the soil and buried. His body trembled slightly. Are you afraid?No, on the contrary, I feel a little excited.

The feeling of trembling from the excitement of using one's own power to kill the opponent.

Suddenly, the nature elf hanging in the air against the tree pole looked up and looked forward, and then said to the white bird who was about to fly down from the branch: "Don't come down! There are a lot of... nature elves?"

Xi Ya frowned, quickly concealed his aura, and quickly fled up the tree pole in a straight line, sinking into the dense branches and leaves in an instant.

The white angel was standing on the branch above him, hugging the main pole, and looking into the distance worriedly, "Do you feel that many people are coming here? ... at such a time."

Xi Ya, who was leaning over the branch, thought for a while and said, "I should be able to handle it for a while, An Er, have you already been able to fly proficiently?"

The descendant of the angel tried his best to hide his hesitation, nodded and said, "Well, it's fine."

"Then can I trouble you, go back and inform Icar and them? Angels can fly high in the sky, and natural elves can't fly too high even though they are fast. Even if those natural elves find your traces, it should be difficult to contact them You touch." Probably the difference between dragonflies and white doves, in some respects, compared with natural elves, angels still have a slight advantage in flying.

An Er nodded solemnly, "I understand, I will bring Ikal and the others soon...you must persist until we come."

Halfway through the conversation, the descendant of the angel did not dare to waste any more time and flew away from the treetops.

After An Er left, Xi Ya no longer concealed the anxiety on his face. He squatted on the branch, holding on to the tree pole with one hand, and even took his breath to the lightest. He really didn't dare to take a breath.

After a while, a large number of natural elves flew out of the jungle in large numbers like locusts crossing the border, and the leader was the elf emperor who disappeared under Ikal's offensive that day.

Looking at the groups of nature elves flapping their wings, cold sweat broke out on Xi Ya's forehead.

He is not sure about just an elf king, and there are so many natural elves... How can I support Ikal and the others?

Xi Ya raised his head to look in the direction An Er flew away, and firmly grasped the pole of the sacred tree with one hand.

As if feeling his impetuosity, a fresh air flowed into Xi Ya's heart along the palm of his hand attached to the tree pole, like the comfort from the sacred tree.

The silver-haired child thanked silently in his heart, while looking at the situation below along the gap between the branches and leaves.

The Elf King led those natural elves to stop near the sacred tree, and they looked around to find the details.

The Elf Emperor in a green robe slowly raised his footsteps and walked under the sacred tree, then stopped.

He lowered his head and looked at the blood-stained soil at his feet, which was softer than the surrounding ones.

The Elf Emperor narrowed his eyes, waved his sleeves lightly, and several adult Eden vines broke through the ground, and they began to enter and leave the ground at the foot of the sacred tree like snakes.

Finally, one of the Eden vines pushed the body of a natural elf out of the ground and rolled to the feet of the elf emperor.

"Good...very good." The emperor suddenly felt furious, and kicked away the body of the natural elf, "My child, he has learned badly...!"

Although the height and distance are far enough, Xi Ya, who was hiding at the very top, still shuddered. He clenched his teeth and tried his best to suppress the fear brought about by the pressure of the emperor, restraining his body that wanted to tremble. .

The golden pupils looked straight down, and the emperor seemed to have noticed something, and raised his head.