The Black Scepter

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The elf elder in the distance seemed to understand that there was no hope in this battle. He reached out and took out a beautiful crystal bottle from his robe. With a sigh, he reached out to unscrew

Eindal evaded the tauren attack behind him, looked up to see this scene, and also understood what he might see next-to release the power of the Elven Spring, the explosion produced by this crystal bottle would destroy Fangyuanbai All creatures inside. Color @虹*文￥学%网

But just at the moment when the elder's finger was about to unscrew the crystal bottle, all the orcs stopped suddenly at the same time!

They were set on the spot as if they were enchanted, and immediately began to evacuate the elf's camp, and even ignored their companions who groaned on the ground, as if they had received a strong and irreversible command.

When the last sphinx disappeared from the sky, only the painful groan of wounded elves remained in the camp.

"To pack up the wounded, we have to evacuate as soon as possible."

The elf elder gave the order, but as soon as he had finished speaking, Irindal appeared in front of him with blood stains.

"Evacuation? Where are you going to lead them? Is there a safe haven here?"

Irindal asked aloud, leaving the elves who were busy with the wounded to treat the wounded.

This is indeed a question that all elves are puzzled in their hearts. If the battle just did not suddenly turn, I am afraid that everything will be destroyed in the energy vortex released by the fountain of elves and now, on this land full of enemies, How do the elves continue to survive?

"Can you give a better opinion?"

The elder stared at the ground, his tone revealing a deep sorrow, "Fear, despair, if we do not continue to evacuate, this emotion alone can kill us countless times, as long as we continue to walk, we still have hope , As long as there is hope, we can always live."

"Do you want to plant the seed of Hida with spring water?" Irindal shook his head, seemingly unable to believe his inference, "In this kind of place? Make this fish-dead decision in a place where the enemy can wipe you out in a blink of an eye? "

Elindal wanted to say something, but the elder took a step forward and pressed the cane in his hand against his chest.

"You can despair, young elf," although his old, pale cheeks are old, his eyes are still sharp. "But please don't let your despair become a plague, killing more people."

Immediately, the old man's voice was lowered, so low that only Irindal could hear it-"I understand what the final destiny of the ethnic group is, but who will admit defeat before the last minute?"

No matter what Irindal said, the dark sky in the distance was suddenly illuminated by a golden light!

Then, there was a thunderous thunder rumble that swept through, and after a long time, it was a shock wave that had weakened into a breeze

"what is that?"

She turned around and frowned.

"No matter what, it will not be something beneficial to the ethnic group. I feel the brutality and killing in that breath, and its releaser is no different from the beast-like guys—"

"wrong!"

Irindal interrupted the elder’s words, but her expression was more solemn-as an assassin, her perception was extremely sensitive, and the breath of the shock just now made her vaguely aware that she seemed not strange.

"I'll investigate the situation."

"We won't wait for you."

The elder's expressionless expression, and then turned to lead the remaining five hundred elves of the Japanese elf and began to evacuate without any hesitation.

Eindal stopped and watched the collectives marching towards the distance. There was no reason to feel a sense of absurdity. Did they leave the community for too long and have forgotten their rules of affairs?

Or are they completely different from the Japanese elves they imagined?

Too late to think too much, Yilin Daer did not hesitate to embark on the road opposite to the ethnic group. She worked in the "creed" and "night watch", she believed her instinct, rather than looking for the "hope" that does not exist. , She wants to know whether her hunch is really correct.

The gleaming light in the night sky is strange to this burning plain.

After less than an hour of coma, Murphy was surrounded by a large group of tauren. The sledgehammer with seven or eight handles was more terrifying than the siege hammer, and he hit the comatose at the same time. Humans who killed nearly 10,000 orcs were smashed into meatloaf.

On the contrary, the group of Tauren's sledgehammers were broken, and then blinded by the dazzling light.

They uttered painful wailing, but their hands went crazy towards Murphy's body like crazy, and even a tauren bowed his head to pierce him with that sharp and hard long horn, but no matter what attack, it was in Murphys The sudden appearance of the golden barrier on the surface completely failed before.

And Murphy, who was still unconscious, was stunned in the memory of his dream at this moment.

As if he had used the soul-linking circle to see the memories of Hydera and Sphinx, Murphy stood in front of his former house in Hook, under the gloomy sky, what he saw was A man in black robe standing in front of the yet unspoiled wooden house, with his back to Murphy's slender figure, slightly folded his arms-it can be seen that she is a curvaceous woman, and on the slight side When he turned around, he saw the woman holding a baby in his hand.

Murphy narrowed his eyes.

But before he could see clearly the appearance of this man in black robe, he bent down and placed the child in his arms in front of the wooden house door, then turned his head down and left.

Out of three steps, the black robe stopped suddenly, and seemed to want to look back—but finally she sighed and continued to walk away, to the surprise of Murphy, not far away, all alone The silver armor of Tang Ji Tuo De actually stood there, the image is much cleaner than any time in Murphy's impression.

Short hair, neatly trimmed beards, delicate and even dazzling armor and his chest symbolizing glory...a family emblem with an eagle painted on it.

The black robe woman stopped slightly when she walked in front of Tang Jidi, and nodded, as if to say something-Murphy only saw the round table knight Tang Jidi de expressing a formal knightly expression, and then the woman disappeared. In the blur at the end of the field of vision.

Is this why I came to Hook Town?

Murphy looked at the back that might have disappeared from his own mother, and suddenly awakened from the dream1.

Opening his eyes, the glimmer of the rising sun made him dizzy for a moment, but the swaying figure immediately occupied all of Murphy's vision-as his perception and memory returned to normal from chaos, Murphy found his situation

Turning over, Murphy roared, and the exploding breath instantly blew all the orcs around.

The inexplicable power enveloped the breath of the Templar plane and filled the body again after Murphy's body reached the "limit", just like a soldier who suddenly took a violent potion. Murphy waved his hands again. Started an endless battle!

Countless Taurens, Orcists, and Hawks rushed in, and after approaching Murphy, they were torn into pieces like being thrown into a meat grinder-his attack was changed from pure physics or magic The nature is transformed into "the power of the soul" due to an explosion from the bloodline!

The powerful power from the "soul" made Murphy understand why Minos said that the true strength of the "barbarian" is not the pure muscle use method Heisel taught himself-because of the power hidden in the soul , Far from being used by everyone who says it can be used-Murphy’s bloodline from the "Temple" awakens under the limit of physical fitness, making his soul energy like water droplets overflowing the glass, and let him discover this thoroughly. The secret is that when a person can freely control the power of his own soul, the explosive jump in power is far beyond anyone's imagination.

Thousands of Orcish races were completely cleaned up within three minutes of the siege of Murphys, and Murphys experienced what is called the "Wan Fu Mo Dang" trend under the release of nearly infinite soul power- -But after killing all the enemies in his field of vision, he with red eyes suddenly felt an irresistible weakness.

Weakness from the soul.

Murphy, who didn’t understand how to control the release of soul energy, used too much energy storage in a short period of time, just like a prodigal son squandering his father’s hard-earned legacy. It was cool, but he forgot what it would bring. as a result of.

"Cough"

The inexplicable weakness made Murphy kneel down on the ground like he was seriously ill, and the fragments of the sacred gun in his hand could hardly be held. He looked around to find the water source, but saw a step in the blur. Near figure 1,

"Murpheus?"

The other side hesitated to dare to move forward, and Murphy narrowed his eyes when his vision began to blur. His body was getting weaker. He vaguely felt that the other party's voice seemed familiar, but he didn't wait for him to answer, but the body fluttered uncontrollably. Fell to the ground

Unlike the coma after Murphy's exhaustion a day ago, at this moment, his consciousness was sober, but he found that he was gradually losing control of his body.

The figure in the distance ran lightly, and the other party seemed to shout his name in the field of vision, but Murphy found that he could not hear any sound, but the swaying shadow could be seen in the white world.

"water"

When Murphy uttered the word in a hoarse voice, he found that he was holding his head to drink a little water in a water bag.

His body was sore, he wanted to hold the water bag in front of him. His sore fingers just lifted up and pinched a delicate palm.

Looking down the side, Irindal's blood-stained look came into view, and Murphy and she stared at her for a few seconds before returning to Shinto: "Why are you here?"

Ilindal, who was relieved, took the water bag and replied: "This is also the question I want to ask."

Taking a deep breath, Murphy found that his body seemed to be reshaped after several days of fighting. He looked down at the fragment of the sacred gun that had been stuck in his waist and said bluntly: "Because I want to be stronger."

"Become stronger?"

Eindal looked behind him—they were in a hidden cave at the moment, and the narrow hole had some sun shining down, like the smell in the stalls indicating the identity of the original occupants here, but obviously here Unsafe, she turned back to frown and looked at Murphys. Some unbelievable responses: "Do you think you are not strong enough? So come to this place to hone yourself? Are you crazy?"

"What about you? You are not crazy, so you only met me in such a place--" Murphy looked away, his expression a little unnatural, "and saved me. If it were not you, maybe I would not be there Drink your last bit of water here."

He took a deep breath and held back the hot pain in his lungs, whispering: "You saved me, thank you."

"I don't have time to discuss this kind of thing now, dear'Governor'." Ilindal's gratitude to Murphy was just a stunned effort, and she seemed to have forgotten her brain. , Looked out of the cave again, "I don't have time to reminisce with you here, because my clan may be attacked by those orcs at any time, and this time they may not be as lucky as they were last time, so--"

"Here are the groups of Japanese elves? How did they survive?" Murphy frowned, apparently accepting the words from Eindhar's mouth. "Did they come from a dead path?"

"Although the words are unpleasant, it seems to me like this. My people have no way to escape."

Eindal put the water bag next to Murphys. "Take a good rest. Maybe I won't be here next time."

"Goodbye."

She got up and prepared to walk out of the cave without hesitation, as if she was not going to look at Murphy again.

"You will die here with your people."

"If the fate of the Sun Elves is like this, then I will not refuse."

Yilin Daer, who has abandoned her identity as an intelligence officer, knows that she is meaningless to live in the world when the ethnic group is destroyed, so she does not hesitate to give the answer.

Everyone has an inexplicable persistence in their hearts. Just like Murphy came here because of Ashcandi, Ilindal, who spent almost a lifetime to trace the clues of his ethnic group, will also be because of ordinary people. Give up life for no significant reason1.

Murphy looked at the back of her departure and couldn't help but ask in his heart-if one day, someone told himself Ashcandi would never come back, would he give up everything?

The sunlight in the humble cave was covered by the figure when Irindal left, and Murphy took a deep breath, shook the water bag with only a few drops of water in his hand, pinned it to his waist, and then gritted his teeth to hold back. Pain, stepped out of the cave.

Looking around, Irindal's figure has disappeared.

"I didn't come here to die in the wilderness."

He looked up, looked at the dazzling sun above his head, grinned, and had the perseverance peculiar to his determination on his pale face.

When Irindal followed her trail, she understood that the worst scenario she might face.

Along the way, she speculated from the ground footprints and those messy battlefields that her ethnic group had suffered at least two small-scale attacks, and left the corpses of more than fifty Japanese elves to get rid of the orcs. That is to say, there are only more than 400 people in the entire ethnic group running dead on this hot and desolate burning plain.

They lack water and food, and even more terrible is the lack of confidence to live.

When Irindal turned over a low hillside, following the **** smell and noise from the air, and saw a few clan in the distance fighting another batch of half-orcs, this Japanese elf There is still no hesitation to run straight as before, contributing her last strength to defend her ethnic group-she understands that there is no other force here to draw support and no allies; she also understands that the weak Murphy will not find it here. The guy who is difficult to stand up now has no way to protect himself. He may leave him by himself, maybe just because the destination of the two may not be different.

The fierce battle continued. When Irindal rushed into the enemy line, he found that the elders who had led the clan's resistance had been injured by the Hawks who swooped from the air. He was bloodied and he fell to the center of the team, his face pale.

Looking up, the ranks of thousands of people and half orcs drowned almost all the Japanese elves, and even some of this group of brutal and cruel guys squatted directly on the ground and ate the bodies of the Japanese elves. They were bloodthirsty and hungry. Killing and being slain forever on this grassless plain, as if the fate of the Japanese elves had long been doomed since their appearance.

"puff!"

Eindal's dagger had somehow separated the enemy's throat several times-when the slight delay of cutting passed to her palm, it was no longer as smooth as it was at first.

Tired~www.wuxiaspot.com~painful.

Because of continuous running and fighting, she felt exhausted, feeling that the air around her seemed to be less and less, and even when she took a big mouth breath, she felt a kind of vertigo.

In the distance, the elder was once again attacked by the Hawkman who committed a suicide attack. His **** flesh fell to the ground with a huge impact, and the cane in his hand symbolized strength and status.

Eindal turned her head and looked at the wand that was spinning and falling to the ground. Like many Japanese elves who were stuck at this moment, they showed a desperate expression-and the next moment, she was directly punched by a tauren because of a short distraction. Hit fly out!

The tremendous power could not be resisted at all, and Ilyndall felt that his arm seemed to be directly broken, and the dagger also flew out of his hand, and the scene in front of him was spinning rapidly, but he finally fell to the ground without embarrassment.

An inexplicable element barrier beneath him blocked Yilin Daer, who was about to touch the ground. She coughed up a blood and covered her broken left arm, opened her eyes wide, and looked to her side.

The wand that fell on the ground was gently picked up by a human palm, and then it pointed to the tauren who had just hit Ilyndal