Four hundred and twentieth eight chapters the outcome has been divided
The Elven Extraordinary whose whole body was sliced diagonally did not die immediately, but the strong vitality made him more painful. He had never seen or even heard of such magic, and then he was stunned,
Watching his beloved knife being cut open, followed by himself. There was no fierce confrontation, everything was completely different from what he had imagined.
When his upper body fell into the dust, his sight happened to be facing the battlefield where the three elders were besieging the lich. The same light whip looked different from the one used by human magicians. It was transparent and leaked a faint colorful brilliance from time to time. The witch
The light whip in the demon's hand is as black as ink, and just looking at it directly makes people feel frightened.
The Fen version of the divine whip does not have the function of cutting off space like the Rulin version. This lich ferociously integrated all the elemental attacks, soul damage, curses, and magic with negative effects that she has learned so far into this light whip.
With one whip, there were multiple tastes, and even the elder Druid, who had tempered his mind over many years, still howled in pain.
The soft whip is already agile and has an advantage over long distances; while the magic whip, under the control of Fenner's powerful mental power, is even more changeable. Even when the elders saw Ronan's miserable condition, they tried to avoid the whip's attack.
, but couldn’t do it.
As the whiplash attacks the body, poisoning, fatigue, blindness, confused thoughts, slowness, stiffness, and all kinds of negative superpositions, they don't even have time to feel regret, and they gradually lose consciousness and control of their bodies.
For them, the most damaging thing is not the attack from the long whip, but after various magical powers enter the body, some will feed each other, and some will conflict with each other, and the chaotic and disorderly interaction will disintegrate their bodies.
every corner until everything turns to dust.
There were not many people paying attention to this battlefield, only a handful of them. But those who saw it watched helplessly as the three Druid elders were whipped, their entire bodies losing color, their skin cracked, and finally turned into sand.
He knelt down on the ground like a statue, and made no sound again. Another hard blow from the whip, and the kneeling Elf Druid elder was smashed into sandy pieces and never regained its original shape.
After smashing an elf, the Lich showed a slightly disappointed expression, but he did not continue to smash the other two people. Instead, he dispersed the light whip condensed in his hand. The first thing he saw when he looked back was his forehead on the cane.
On the way up, the gasping magician Fen returned to her smile as if watching a good show, and said: "How many whippings were just given? One whipping? Or two whippings? Will you collapse like this? This won't work. Originally, it was okay.
I want to praise you, but when I see this face, I really can’t express those compliments. You will fall into the trap of a premature ejaculation man."
"Pfft! Good morning!" The person who had been insulted jumped up on the spot, and spoke back to the visitor unceremoniously: "He is not a woman, he needs foreplay, be gentle. I am risking my life, gambling
It's life and death. Of course, I have to use my ultimate skills when I open the door. If I don't succeed, and I don't want to become a benevolent person, of course I will run away for my life. Do you think I have the ability to fight with an extraordinary person for three hundred rounds?"
Fen tilted his head, pondered for a while, and said, "Well, you're right. But you don't practice more? Your two students work harder than you in their daily meditation classes."
"Master, the competition is not about who has more power, nor who is older or more senior. The real competition is here, here!" Someone pointed at his own brain and said excitedly.
"Okay, okay, it feels like your tail has been stepped on."
"I really want to make progress. This damn talent is over there. If I meditate for a little longer, I'll still get dizzy and have vomiting and diarrhea. It's best if you can come up with some medicine and let me take it.
It will directly add hundreds of years of skill." Someone whose anger had subsided slightly muttered dissatisfied.
When the Lich heard this, his eyes lit up, and he started to sell again: "How about changing your body? A perfect body, and your magic talent is so good that you can't imagine it. Just breathing can increase your power."
Ever since a certain lich successfully transformed herself and regained her body, she would instigate someone whenever she thought about it. Lin's ears grew calluses when she heard it. Although in his era, there was no longer the concept of 'the body is affected by the hair and skin of the parents',
Even after traveling back in time, it was unclear whether this body was still the same as before. But Lin really wasn't very interested in the transformation proposed by Fen. Because he felt that the other party just wanted to find an experimental subject, or a work.
As soon as the excitement passed, Lin felt dizzy again. Looking listlessly at the battlefield where the elves were fighting, he subconsciously wanted to stay away. And Fen also felt that his eyes were paying attention and asked: "Want to join the battle?"
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"No! Please don't!" The one who rushed to say this was the Elf Sword Dancer who stood silently and was spattered with blood. The situation changed so quickly that she had never imagined it before. Especially when
Right in front of her eyes, the highest combat power in the Elf Kingdom was being slaughtered like a pig or a dog without any resistance. She could not imagine how many regrets it would cause if they let these two people enter the battlefield.
You know, there are resurrection potions and resurrection magic in Lost Land, but the premise is that the body must remain intact. However, whether the flesh and blood have collapsed to the point of turning into dust, or whether it is split into two pieces at shoulder length, it must be dead.
After all, it is impossible to resurrect.
And this elven civil war is what Liena doesn't want to see. She wants to achieve what she wants, but she doesn't want to suffer too many losses. Under this premise, the first thing to stop is these two magicians.
Entering the battlefield. So she quickly thought of words to persuade the two people in front of her who didn't know how to comment, and said:
"Without Ronan and the three elders, this war can be said to be over. All that's left is to stop it all and deal with the aftermath. I don't need to bother you two with these things."
Someone who felt a little exhausted was glad that he didn't have to join the messy melee. Grasping the two apprentices who were looking at the battlefield eager to try, Lin walked towards a position that seemed to be safe. Fen glanced at it casually, and it was indeed.
There was no one else worthy of her taking action, so she followed someone and retreated.
Looking at the backs of the four humans, Liena's mood was complicated. But there was no time to think about it now. The top priority was to quickly stop the two sides fighting and stop this meaningless war.
As the news of the death of Ronan Petersson, one of the leaders of the Shenmu Guards, and the three Druid elders spread throughout the battlefield, the intensity of the battle gradually decreased. The morale of the Shenmu Guards, who were already at a disadvantage, was so low that some people simply gave up.
Get your weapons and stop fighting.
Although being able to become a member of the Shenmu Guards is bound to be the best among the elves, this does not mean that the warriors who can become the guards of the king and ministers are just a bunch of losers. The gap in individual strength between the two parties is not so big that it makes people despair.
extent.
In terms of the number difference, almost every Shenmu Guard has to deal with four to five Elf Guards. If the protection of the World Tree is still there, and all the extraordinary beings in the Kingdom of Pyat Jaime are members of the guard. So even if they
Although the number of people is at a disadvantage, it is not without the strength to fight.
But the strong men they had placed high hopes on have fallen one after another and can no longer lead them to victory. And the current protective mechanism of World Tree is no different. No one knows the reason, but the members of the Shenmu Guards can't help but guess whether it is because of the holding of that
The reasons for the ceremony, disappointment and guilt, and countless fallen comrades made them unable to persist any longer.
The battle is over.
But even though this battle, which was no different from a farce, was over, things were far from the end. After the young elf king quickly issued instructions on clearing the battlefield, he teamed up with his ministers and his most trusted elite guards.
, to find a certain human magician hiding in a corner of the battlefield, resting safely.
When passing the battlefield of the top duel, the elves certainly saw the fate of the three Druid elders, as well as the tragic situation of the extraordinary Ronan Pietsson. Before that, they had no idea about the 'Devil King Tikal'
They are still unaware of the meaning of the name. But with people close to them as comparisons, they deeply understand the pressure brought by that name.
Seeing the young king walking over with a large group of people, someone instinctively wanted to turn around and run away. Did he kill him too hard? They came to ask for punishment. But as soon as he turned his head, he was
The two balls were pushed back. Fen stretched out his palms to support someone's back, not intending to let him run away.
The Ridan III who arrived in front of him did not hide under the protection of the guards. He said sincerely: "Your Excellency Tripwood, can you please take us to the place where His Majesty Lahti is imprisoned?"
"Oh, oh, that's it." Only then did Lin see the Elf Sword Dancer hiding in the team with a raised face. Although he couldn't see any expression, he could point out the king.
The only person who came to him was Liaina, who was informed. Knowing that this was an urgent matter, Lin, who had regained some strength, said without any hesitation: "Well, please come with me."
The environment on the World Tree is strange and novel to the elves other than the Shenmu Guards, but now they have no time to sit around and admire it. What kind of impact will the magic circle used to kill the gods have on the consciousness of the World Tree?
No one knows the damage caused. But it would not be a bad thing to rescue the kitten as soon as possible.
Soon, under the leadership of Lin, the group passed through the passage inside the World Tree and arrived at the door where the God-Slaying Magic Array was arranged. But even if there was a wise old horse to lead the way, the journey was not that long.
It's easy to walk because of the magic traps and force field barriers that you must pass through.
However, the young elf king brought so many people here, and he was not just a free man. After Lin's reminder, several of them dispelled the traps and force fields in a targeted manner.
Finally, we came to the door. Even though the rallying arrows whizzed past, there were still two members of the Shenmu Guards left guarding the place. They had no idea what the fighting situation was like outside, and they just said stiffly: "No one has anything to do with it."
Wait, leave as soon as possible.'
The anxious king didn't want to explain nonsense at all. As soon as he gave an instruction, a large number of guards rushed forward and captured what should be the last two Shenmu guards who were stubbornly resisting.
The door to the room with the God-Slaying Magic Array was right in front of you. With an uneasy mood, under the instructions of the young king, the magic and locks on the door were destroyed, and the door was opened.