[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

In the dead and dense forest, even the wind cannot pass through it.

The barren land has rarely been visited by guests, but now, pure creatures from the deeper forests in the north are standing here.

They are all the best guardians in the dense forest, and they came here with the king to stop and witness.

stop her resistance.Witness her death.

They surrounded her, just like they did under the tree house back then, with sharp eyes and tense bodies, as if they would strike immediately if there was a slight movement, binding this unpredictable female elf tightly.

Sierra leaned against the trunk of the giant tree, looking at the tall and slender Elven King standing at the front with a half-smile.No matter how many times she had seen him, no matter how many words of admiration had been bestowed on him, each time she saw him in her presence she marveled at the ingenuity and obvious favoritism of his Creator.He was endowed with the ethereal and refined style of an elf, but also possessed the wise demeanor of a human king. He is a prince who guards the deep forest and green land. His beauty is hidden in ancient songs and legends——

When he raised his eyes and looked at her, it seemed as if there were bright stars in full bloom.

My beautiful and powerful king of the jungle... the thorns you have stepped on will eventually become the golden throne behind you.

Sera's gaze gradually shifted from his face to the glass bottle he was holding tightly in his hand, and he froze for a moment, raised his brows, and revealed a smile that was just like that.

"Like the holy water that burns forever, it can burn away all evil in the world." Sera slowly read the words recorded in the solitary book, with a faint smile, "So... this is what you use to purify the water." my way?"

"Yes." Thranduil replied, his face still calm.

"So beautiful..." Sierra sighed, "So deadly..."

The guard's eyes narrowed slightly, but was stopped in place by a gesture from the Elf King.

"Don't worry, I won't run away." Sera said briskly, "I haven't gone anywhere for five years, do you think I will beat all of you and leave at such an important moment?... Well, although I It can indeed be done.”

The Elf King tightened his jaw.He was silent for a long time before speaking softly, "Selah."

She raised her eyebrows, waiting for what he had to say.But he seemed to just miss the name, and didn't say anything after that.

She looked at his face, all his undercurrents hidden under the majestic skin, his hands covered under the robe, his straight back, his deep and bright eyes...

Finally, she smiled and spoke.

"So now, is it the right time?"

Hearing this, his eyes darkened slightly.

—"And I... just did what all wood elves do—"

— "Examine the insolent interloper, imprison the corrupted, and..."

——He looked at her fixedly, and paused every word, "——at the right time, execute a fair trial on her."

Thranduil's whole body shook, and he closed his eyes suddenly, but he could still hear her whispering with a smile.

"Is this your fair trial? Here? On this starry night? Under this great tree you and I share?"

"I still remember what I said. And you, Thranduil? Do you remember?"

——That night, he lowered his head slowly, pressed against her forehead and heart, and heard her breath.His eyes are close at hand, transparent and flawless.

——"Remember what you said," his voice was so low that it seemed to be imprinted into his soul, "...you must remember."

And elves never forget.

He slowly opened his eyes, staring at her face.

And she held out her hand to him, smiling and cursing, "You will be mine, Thranduil—even in death."

— "You know what that means... don't you, Sera?

——“I understand, of course I understand.”

——"You are mine now."

With all his strength, he slowly raised his hand. When the guard respectfully took the glass bottle away from his palm, he seemed to lose his strength for a moment, took two steps back, and turned his face sideways.

Sera took the glass bottle, and was immediately taken away by the bright light inside. She lowered her head and stared at the holy water inside. The treasure baptized by the elves' favorite twin tree is the deadliest drama in the world to her. poison.

She slowly opened the bottle cork, as if a starlight diffused from it, illuminating the small square of heaven and earth in front of her.

Sera raised her eyes, and stared at the Elf King with those pale blue eyes like a clear sky. Her voice was very soft, as if she was whispering, "...It's better not to look, isn't it?"

——Her hoarse voice: "If you don't look at me, you won't be so nervous..."

She smiled slightly, looking straight into Thranduil's eyes, "Close your eyes, my lord."

Close your eyes, you will not see the ugly face at the last moment, but you will remember my most beautiful time more clearly, and you will never forget it.

So close your eyes, my favorite Thranduil.

He stared at her silently for a long time, finally, he closed his eyes slowly, and his breathing stopped quietly.

He heard her lilting voice.

"Do you love me, Thranduil?" she asked, seemingly genuinely curious about it.

At that moment, the heavy sorrow and severe pain almost knocked him down. He even wanted to open his eyes and take away the holy water in her hand, which would completely purify her liquid and bring her the drama of eternal quiet death. Poison medicine.In his heart, a red-hot sharp dagger was slowly cutting open his meridians inch by inch, moving along his chest, hot, burning, burnt, thick blood poured out, filling his throat, He couldn't speak or even open his eyes.

He personally gifted her death.From then on, life and death will be separated.

Do you love me, Thranduil?

"I love you." He heard his almost choked-up voice, they finally broke through his painful chest as he wished, word by word, he uttered the words that had been buried deep in his heart and hadn't seen the light of day for a hundred years, "— —I love you, always have.”

Always, always, loving you.never changed.

Sela slowly walked up to him and saw him turn his face away in pain because of her approach, his eyelashes trembling violently, and his breath was so hot that he could burn himself.Her gaze slowly drifted on his pale face, and then she leaned closer to his ear, and spoke softly in a sweet, soft, intimate voice like a lover's—

"That's good. Then you'll remember one thing—"

"It was you who killed me with your own hands."

Thranduil took a breath.

When everyone was caught off guard, Sera raised his head and poured a whole bottle of holy water into his mouth, then threw away the glass bottle, and slowly stretched his arms, as if embracing death.She looked directly at his face, and burst into a smile that was as bright as a star that had never been seen before.

Her voice spread like a vicious curse, making everyone who heard her feel as if they were attacked by a devil, and their faces faded.

"You—will burn with me."

In the dark and gloomy forest, there was a sudden burst of shrill screams that seemed to come from the depths of the soul.Flames, hot flames began to burn wantonly from her body, burning up the darkness, pollution, all discord, and all good memories.Every inch of her skin was burned, and white light enveloped the surroundings. Almost instantly, she turned into flying ash, and the embers slowly fell from the air to the ground.

All returned to silence.

Thranduil slowly opened his eyes, he subconsciously stretched out his hand, and caught the extinguished ashes, it was so fragile that he didn't even have time to hold it, it burst into the palm of his hand, scattered into powder, disappeared from his fingers, and floated away .

"Ah..." There was a slight, hoarse voice, as if subconsciously made by being squeezed in the chest cavity, it was extremely light, extremely hot, and extremely painful.The guards watched helplessly as the invincible woodland king who once wandered in the forest of stars seemed to lose his support in an instant, and staggered half-kneeling. The dirt and rotting leaves stained his white clothes with filth, but he He just closed his eyes tightly, as if he was trying to hold back something, he clenched his palm tightly, hugged it in his arms, and let out such a sad and unbearable voice.

With his own hands he reduced his only mate to ashes.How much pain would she feel at that moment?How painful will he be in this lifetime?

They had never seen such a sad look on the face of the Elf King.

He will be burned for the rest of his life.

The guard sighed deeply, his eyes flicked across the pile of ashes, his eyes suddenly focused, this, this is...

He walked over quickly, then carefully picked up a necklace made of fruit shells from the burning ashes, returned to the Elf King, hesitantly said, "My king... the relics she left behind..."

As if a single word touched his pain point, Thranduil immediately raised his head, his empty eyes slowly focused when he saw the familiar necklace, and his eyes became bright again.

This is his gift to her.A token of love.

And she wears it all the time.

Thranduil slowly stretched out his hand and took the necklace. He stared at it with his head down, then closed his eyes, and as the burning kiss fell, he put it on his neck with great care, and then slowly stood up body.

The guard's eyes flicked over his lowered pupils, and then fixed on the soft long hair behind him, he was taken aback and paled in shock!

"My king! You, you—"

All eyes were on Thranduil's hair.

The pale gold that was once incomparably brilliant and beautiful enough to shine in the dark night slowly faded from the root of the hair to a lifeless white.

In this world, there are only three things that can kill elves.Fire, blades, and great sorrow.

His heart was scorched by fire, his soul was pierced by a sharp knife, and from then on, he will also live in endless sorrow.

until the last moment.

The author has something to say: You can refer to the sound that Tauriel made when the dwarf Kili died when the elf king pronounced it... My eyes were moist when I saw it.

Well, from this chapter on, it will be sweet... right.

I am the heroine's own mother!real!I love her very much!I also feel sorry for the king!This is really HE, believe me!