The male protagonist is all black

The new flesh looks too fragile, as if scratching the flesh with a little force with a fingernail can cut a hole in that piece of flesh.

The emperor took off the green robe and wrapped the elf in a state of frustration in his arms, and the white inner robe was also stained with red spots by the blood of the elf.

The emperor, holding the silver-haired boy in his arms, turned around and gave an order to the surrounding elves: "Send someone to strictly guard the entrance of the secret realm, and if any outsiders invade, kill them on the spot."

All the elves knelt down on one knee, their heads drooping, and they all replied in unison: "I would like to obey the emperor's order."

The emperor passed those elves and left around the Shenmu.

He returned to the Green Castle, which was severely damaged inside, raised his hand and rolled up a green radiance, and the damaged plants healed quickly under the radiance, twisting into a complete building again.

Xiya forcibly tore off the thin wing and the wing bone. After that, the arm was also seriously affected. Just holding the water glass will shake the hand, and if the weight is heavier, the whole arm will hurt.

But it seems that now, in his own opinion, there is nothing to care about, just like before he came to this world, he was trapped in an empty building, unable to go out due to his own factors or external factors Active people don't need much energy, right?

At least now he is still alive, can live on, live in the book he wrote, live in... the fake world that has been distorted.

The most ideal world ever written by him.

"What are you looking at? Do you want the crystal fruit on that tree?" A young man with long silver hair suddenly appeared behind the elf who was standing at the table looking at the outside of the Green Castle in a daze, and followed his line of sight. , is a tree full of small fruits.

As if frightened by the sudden questioning voice, the elf's barely gathered grip broke apart, and the glass fell silently on the thick green velvet blanket, and the water in the glass splashed everywhere.

Because it's a matter of body structure... The elf's wing bones are indeed somewhat related to the hand bones, and the Elf Emperor doesn't plan to implant new wing bones under Xi Ya's spine.

This hand is basically useless.

The elf lowered his eyes and stood silent on the spot. After a while, the emperor who was opposing him was silent, and then said: "You can tell me what you want at any time, and anything outside is fine. I will let people get it to the secret realm. .”

Of course, Xi Ya wouldn't say something stupid like 'Is it okay if I want to go out', there would be no result at all.

Has his original wish been fulfilled?live, no matter where.

Now he survived, and with this crippled body, he lived the same life as that world, in this small world.

Live morbidly...

"Xia, are you unhappy?"

The emperor was hugging him, obedient to the top of his head, and asked with a smile, as gentle as the wind.

"Ah."

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Falling into memories is only a short moment. Originally, I came to this world because I was desperate for life, even if I was misled in the middle of the original route.

These memories are not a burden to him, they are right signposts, right?

Smash that ridiculous 'go back' wrong way signpost.

If he can only attack with a crossbow, then what is the use of the power he inherited from the Elf Emperor?

The emperor who has lost his strength, why can't he try to deal with it?Besides, he is the one who inherits those powers, so use the powers inherited from the Elf Emperor to kill him!

"Even if he is facing me now, has Xi Ya learned to distract himself?" Displeasure flashed in the eyes of the green-robed emperor, and he stretched out his hand to pull him to his side.

But it was cleverly avoided.

After a short period of frustration, Xi Ya flipped onto another branch, and suddenly, a wave of wind and waves was launched towards Wai Ce, pushing away all the natural elves blocking the route forcibly.

Natural elves aimed their bows and crossbows at Xi Ya who jumped out of the treetop, but the silver-haired boy turned over in mid-air, flapped his wings and paused in mid-air, looking at the elf emperor and him. The elves under him.

He is the creator of this place, and no one knows the laws and energy usage here better than him, as long as he thinks, as long as he accepts it subconsciously...

The young man in mid-air let out a laugh. Suddenly, the air exploded in places where the natural elves were densely populated, and the air flow reversed instantly. Some elves were even injured by the air fluctuations and fell from the trees.

Immediately, the Elf King made a move, and the wind calmed down. He looked at the elf who turned around and wanted to escape, and his anger surged.

The emperor opened his hand, and a bow and arrow condensed by the wind appeared in his hand. He aimed at Xi Ya who was flying down, and released several wind arrows in succession.

Sensing the sound of wind blowing behind him, Xi Ya quickly turned his head and saw a few transparent sharp arrows coming through the air, he immediately changed the flight path while reversing the wind force condensed into the arrows.

Even though he lost some power, the Elf King is still much more skilled in using power than Xi Ya. The pure wind power he has gathered is hard to stop once he lets go.

Seeing that several wind arrows were about to hit the target, a black figure suddenly jumped out of the jungle, swung the sickle made of pure black, and chopped the arrows under the blade, causing the wind to scatter.

"Xi Ya!" The three who emerged from the jungle were obviously relieved to see the undamaged elf.

They were not the only ones who breathed a sigh of relief, Xi Ya rushed towards them, "I've been saved!"

Yikal retreated to the side of several people, pulled Xi Ya over with one hand, looked around with his shoulders, and seemed about to bend down again.

The silver-haired elf hurriedly took a few steps back, "What are you doing?"

"Are you injured?" Yikal stopped.

Xi Ya shook his head, "No, now is not the time to discuss this! They are here!"

Fiona swung her staff on her shoulder, turned her head to Xi Ya in an extremely chic way, and said, "Leave these little pests to us, a hundred of them will be fine!"

"It's just that these elves are too difficult to aim, and they are easy to miss." The red-haired dwarf said with a headache while carrying a cannon barrel of the same height.

An Er cast a cleansing spell on his companions, and patted Xi Ya's shoulder encouragingly, "Okay! Get [-]% of your energy and slap these buzzing little flying insects to death!"

Xi Ya: Sorry, I am also the buzzing little flying insect you mentioned...

"Let's deal with Timothy." Yikal grabbed Xiya with one hand and bypassed a large number of elves flying towards him.

Fiona and the others were a little slower, but their goal was not to go forward.

The angels who control the power of life are not just full-time medical personnel. What they can heal, they can also destroy with their own hands.

The power of life and the breath of death that can be seen in the angel's grave, if it promotes life, there is healing, if it promotes death...

"Huh? Is this the Black Death technique? It's the first time I've seen you use it." Fiona looked at the elf who had gradually lost her life for no reason and fell from mid-air, and said strangely.

An Er focused on pinching the life force of those elves, "Come on, the Archangel usually forbids us to use magic that promotes death, those old seniors have defected and become fallen angels, our Archangel It's also a headache."

With a bang, Ulysses fired another cannon into the air.

"Relax and let it go here, no one will tell your parents!" Ulysses wiped his face: "Damn! Missed again."

It is said that they will deal with the elves under the Elf King, but some elves still ran to attack Ikar and Xiya who were entangled with the Elf King. Abandon the approaching nature spirits.

"But in this case, even if Xiya inherits the position of the elf emperor, these elves will still think that Xiya is a rebel?" Ulysses pulled down the eyepiece, and the wind that Xiya rolled up became stronger and stronger. Eyes hurt.

Fiona smiled and threw a tornado of flames, sweeping over in a straight line, "I don't think that kid wants to be an elf king."

The little angel raised his head: "Our goal is just to let Xi Ya win this competition with Di Musen! Win without a single thing!"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Xi Ya always felt that the closer he was to the sacred tree, the easier it would be to activate his power.

He moved closer to the sacred tree, and the top of the sacred tree rustled.

It is easy to borrow wind from the tree, a lot of wind.

Several white sky-reaching dragons swirled around the sacred tree, and some elves who were close were irresistibly drawn into it and sent to the sky.

"Oh, a real tornado." Fiona smiled and shot pure flames, purposefully injecting them into the four tornadoes rolled up by Xiya, "If these herbivorous pests don't want to die, they should run for their lives obediently Bar!"

Flame and wind are integrated into one, red and white.

A few drops of sweat dripped from Xi Ya's forehead, and it was really difficult for him to manipulate those few pillars of wind. Although he could mobilize a large amount of wind with the help of the sacred tree, it was really difficult to control...

I can't find the strenuous feeling of rhythm and technique.

The Nature Spirits were engulfed in great numbers, and some had fled, while Anur and Fiona and Ulysses also escaped from the battle, and stepped forward to aid Icar and Heya.

Seeing that all the elves that were in the way were cleared away, Xi Ya broke those pillars of wind away, and then turned around. It was already a situation where five people were dealing with the Elf King alone...

The sickle in Ikal's hand also condensed into a black dagger again, holding it in his hand and stabbing towards the Elf King again and again.

The overwhelming situation is already very difficult to reverse for the Elf King who has lost his strength again.

In the end, Xi Ya, the original villain who specialized in making up swords, when the four of them were fighting in full swing, imitated the way the Elf King had done before, using the wind to condense the arrows into arrows, and fired them whizzingly.

Professional human head dog for 30 years, you are trustworthy.

No matter how high your DPS damage is, the last drop of blood is mine!

I also happily grabbed the head today.

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"Although the story of Xiya, who inherited Dimussen's royal power, killed Dimussen is very touching, but I still feel very upset for Igal." After many days, Ulysses Paladin Dien Saar complained vigorously in front of him.

The paladin holding the dragon slapped the stone table with one hand, "You guys went without waiting for me! You can't get past that restriction even if you ride a dragon!"

The giant dragon behind him let out a 'hum~' breath.

The author has something to say: The mysterious creature discovered by the research association is feared by people because of its extremely high danger, but because of its greedy value and the idea of ​​enjoying the benefits, it transfers the captured cubs to the same In the hands of the feared supernatural beings.

Mysterious creatures with full points of sickness and cp, ghosts and beasts with full points of fraudster research association: We have a low IQ if we are in a supernatural group!

The fraud master of the supernatural group: Forgive me for being so handsome in my life that my enemies have no IQ

Mysterious Creature: When I saw the upstairs, my delicacy relapsed!

TAG label: It is a pity that the development of ghosts, animals, attacking CP, sickness, and suffering are two perverted non-scientific worlds

Author's background:

Mysterious creatures: Those of us who are sick and delicate, we can do what we say, we will be idiots if we say idiots, we will become black if we say black, what else can we do?Can it still be treated?

Ability Group: Can it still work?Those of us who are married, all the staff in the main text have continued to be in the second grade, and now we don’t even have a copy!

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