The male protagonist is all black

The moment their eyes met, Xi Ya looked at the emperor below and grinned in his direction with an inexplicable smile.

"Got you…"

The elf on the tree clearly saw the emperor's lips.

"...!" He took a deep breath, and flew up a little more quickly.

Hiding between the branches of the trees, if they can hide for a while, those natural elves should not make big moves at the sacred tree... After all, it is the guardian tree of the natural elves.

A large number of elves below got the order and began to fly towards the tree, while the elf emperor was not in a hurry waiting for the prey to be caught under the sacred tree.

"Whoosh—" The wooden arrow pierced through the gap between the branches and flew towards Xi Ya precisely.

The silver-haired boy jumped up a few more branches to avoid the arrow. Seeing the dense natural elves getting closer, he seemed to be the public enemy of the elves...

"Catch him, that rebel!"

The elves surrounded the circle, and Xi Ya pressed tightly against the tree pole behind him, beating a drum fiercely in his heart.

More and more natural elves approached the interior through the branches and leaves, and Xiya couldn't escape downwards, upwards, or outwards.

No matter which direction, there are a large number of natural spirits approaching.

Even if these natural elves didn't use big moves at him for the sake of the sacred tree, no one arrow is enough for him... The big tree behind him has thick bark and thick flesh, and it has the ability to bounce arrows away. but no.

Xi Ya could only dodge while trying to create a wind force to reverse the direction of the approaching arrows, but even so, the elves were about to get close to the upper body.

By the way... since the arrows can be deflected by the sacred tree, then he can also respond with such an attack!

Xi Ya took off the bow and crossbow, held it in his hand and faced the outside, pulled the trigger, and sharp arrows shot out one after another.

With the density of those elves, the elves in the front just dodged, and the elves behind were shot.

Blood-colored flowers bloomed high in the sky...then fell, turning into a pulp.

They probably didn't expect that Xi Ya would actually make an attack, and most of the elves looked surprised.

"enough-!"

The Elf Emperor, who came up at an unknown time, swung the green whip in his hand, knocking away the weapon in Xi Ya's hand, and tied his hands at the same time.

"Xi Ya, you used to be a good boy." The emperor's eyes flashed with killing intent.

The pressure made Xi Ya tremble uncontrollably, and his lower jaw began to tremble.

will die...

Such thoughts clearly appeared in Xi Ya's mind.

However, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die... It's hard, hard to survive.

Such thoughts were magnified by a greater multiple in his mind.

Don't want to die?Something is stitched together.

In a white, pure white room, a woman with a smile on her face but concealing her tiredness sat beside her and peeled apples.

The teenager in blue and white is dreaming up his ideal world, working on the few interesting projects he can do in this room.

And then, there was pain, crying, and begging to abandon everything.

People in white clothes surrounded him, those knives were stained with red blood, surgery, failure...

All, remember?

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"Even if he is facing me now, has Xi Ya learned to distract himself?" The green-robed emperor pulled the vine whip and pulled him closer, then touched the thin wings on Xi Ya's back, and said in a low voice: Even if you are separated, the two are at least seemingly complete..."

The natural elf who had just woken up from those tortured scenes raised his head with slightly red eyes, and was obviously still in a daze when he met the eyes of the elf emperor.

At the same time as all the memories were recovered, many things seemed to be broken.

Those traps... What kind of mission can I go back, what kind of book can I go back as long as I complete it!

"But now I want more," Di Musen suddenly grabbed the thin wings in his hand, "pull them off with my own hands."

"Ugh—!"

The silver-haired young man, his dim pupils were filled with the color of struggling due to pain, his body tensed for a moment and followed the pulling force, and he leaned back, even his head was raised high.

The whole body is struggling to bend backwards.

The rest of the elves had already scattered in every corner, and the branches and leaves of the sacred tree formed the best shelter. When the prey had fallen into the hands of the leader, they naturally guarded around without seeing it.

After all, the Elf Emperor hasn't ordered them to leave yet.

"Does it hurt?" Di Musen lowered his head and whispered softly, his long silver hair fell on both sides of Xi Ya's side ears like a curtain.He tore slowly, as if deliberately torturing, taking pleasure in it, "Since Xi Ya was young, he has always been by my side, and after staying with those people, he became not very obedient."

The elf held in his hands was like a puppet with a broken thread, and it became a little distorted, with a whining sound coming from its throat.

"Emperor!"

Under the tree, a natural elf suddenly exclaimed, someone is approaching rapidly.

The emperor on the tree raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "It's just in time."

The moment the people coming this way broke through the bushes, the elf emperor grasped the roots of the elf wings. .

stab-

The sound of tearing, with flesh and blood.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" The boy screamed hoarsely.

The eyes of the few people who rushed out of the jungle were wide open, almost to the point of splitting, "Xi Ya—!"

"Stay..." Stop, stop, it's too late to say anything.

The other natural elves have also moved, rushing away like a group of peaks.

"Moya... even you." An Er from a distance looked at one of the elves with a slightly numb expression in disbelief.

"This is the emperor's order."

The emperor on the top of the tree used his strength again, and forcibly tore off the wing bone that was still half attached to the boy's body and refused to be completely disconnected.

The body of the young man who was surrounded by one hand twitched twice, and he opened his mouth with a 'click' and vomited out several streams of viscous blood.

"Hmph." The emperor looked contemptuously at the dark elf who was running backwards on the tree pole and rushed up to the height, and sneered. He raised the hand that tore off Xiya's wings, and loosened his fingers. The two pieces were still there. The transparent thin wings fell freely, "I'm back, my power, my vitality, my power of the emperor! Hehe...hahahaha——!"

However, his laughter weakened again, and he hugged the boy in his arms tightly with both hands, "Now even Xi Ya is back... If you can snatch it, then come and try it!"

He challenged Ikar, who was climbing up the tree pole, and more nature elves also flew to block the dark elf's journey.

"Uh huh huh..." The silver-haired boy opened his eyes, but appeared unconscious, and uttered meaningless notes. Even the silver-white hair was stained and burned by his own blood.

The angel tried to spread its wings and fly up, but was still blocked by the mountain-like natural elves, and the gust of wind that the elf emperor began to blow up.

"Is that dark elf a bit too annoying?" The emperor's green eyes flashed displeasure.

The branches of the ancient tree rustled under the strong wind, as if they were answering his words.

Di Musen took off the elf ring from Xi Ya's hand, put it on his own finger, and then fell from the branch of the tree with the natural elf who was still bleeding profusely.

"Go away! These pests!" Fiona released a fire dragon, which burned the elves that couldn't escape to black.

The road he had just swept was blocked by other elves before he could advance a few steps.

Ikar chased after Di Musen fell from the tree, but he always stopped halfway... The damage hit on Di Musen would be guided to Xi Ya by the ring of the elf.

And the Elf Emperor was not afraid of him at all, and swiped out a large number of wind knives.

"boom--"

Ulysses, who was carrying the cannon barrel, wiped his face and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it!"

"I will die, Xi Ya will die...!" The descendant of the angel trembled slightly, and there were many nature elves around her who fell to the ground under her life necrosis attack, but the blood-soaked nature elves caught her eyes. They were all red, and could no longer attack... She pleaded: "Don't let Xi Ya bleed anymore, he will die... His life force is dropping sharply, stop, stop!"

The Elf King smiled and looked at Ikar, "That little girl is right, you are killing Xi Ya's life, if you don't want him to continue living, of course you can continue to stand in a stalemate with me."

Ikal's complexion darkened, his hands holding the two knives were clenched tightly, and his dark red eyes watched the blood flowing from Xi Ya's wound down the Elf Emperor's sleeve.

"Do you know why I didn't fight back?" Di Musen squinted his eyes, looking at the rare joy in Icar's eyes, "It's really interesting to watch you frighten your hands and feet, even if I don't fight, You don't pose any threat to me now, hahahaha..." He smiled lowly.

Moya stood in front of the Elf Emperor on the left, and said to An Er and the others in an emotionless tone: "Please leave the secret realm, people other than natural elves are not welcome here."

Fiona impulsively wanted to step forward to fire another fire bomb, but was stopped by Ulysses in time.

Aner sobbed and looked at Ikal. She also wanted to take Xiya back, but she also wanted Xiya to live... These two thoughts are equivalent, so she hoped that Ikal would make a choice.

One drop, two drops... The dark red viscous liquid fell drop by drop.

Seeing that the child who was originally colorless is now almost weak to transparent, except for the embellishment of the color of blood.

"...Let's leave." Under such circumstances, the dark elf chose to admit defeat. He closed his eyes for a while and said, "Please stop the bleeding and heal his wounds quickly."

"Hmph..." the emperor snorted, "Of course, after you leave."

The four of them fell silent. After taking off the rings on their hands and handing them to other elves, they were forcibly teleported out of the secret realm.

After dismissing the other elves, the Elf King raised his head and said to the tall ancient tree, "Give me your branch."

After the sacred tree rustled, it dropped a few twigs and leaves.

The Elf King wrapped his arms around the incomplete elf, picked up the branches on the ground and stuffed them into the wound on the elf's back, and finally spread the leaves on the outermost part, and read a secret word, the branches turned into flesh and leaves, and the leaves turned into skin...

[Elf Emperor branch line - ideal world] (unfinished)