Chapter 113 Darkness without backstabs is like light without sacrifice
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Not a single wail or farewell scream.
In the red firelight, the spectators standing on the ground could only see the corpses falling high.
Like a wild goose with a broken wing, or like a fallen rock.
Not long after, it hit the ground.
After a dull crash, there was no more news.
Only Yi Xia, who was wrapped in blood mist high in the sky, was still floating there peacefully.
At this moment, the furious roar of the Scarlet Plague-Selkan-Ha can be vaguely heard across the entire front line.
But after losing the Scarlet Cult Leader, the Scarlet Sect did not invest more power in the air:
The general commander in charge of the Scarlet camp's battlefield frontline clearly knows their true goal.
Of course, it would be better if we could get rid of the blasphemer in heaven.
As for now?
They have lost a Scarlet Patriarch there forever.
The opponent just swallowed some scarlet mist.
Let it be swallowed up...
Without the scarlet mist, I can still destroy the elves' battle line!
The commander-in-chief set a tone for the coming battle.
It is confident that it will completely crush the backbones of these lost elves before sunset.
The fighting continued on the ground, with roars and wails sounding from time to time, like high and low tones rising and falling.
“That guy’s head is now more valuable than an elite elf guard!”
“You are actually indifferent?”
On the scarlet position closest to the meat grinder-like main battlefield, a Zongwang player wearing a horn-shaped helmet stood on a transport device similar to a cart and said in a deep voice.
But his words, which he thought were full of passion and bewitching, did not receive any effective response.
Others were still harvesting the lives of the elf soldiers not far away in an orderly manner, and by the way, they politely gave silent curses or poisons to their companions who were some distance away.
Seeing this, the Zongwang player wearing a horn-shaped helmet couldn't help but jump down angrily.
He still wanted to throw two axes at the bloody ball of light in the sky.
But before that, others had already reached a consensus:
They will end his life before he can throw the axe.
“Cowardly act!”
The Zongwang player wearing a horn-shaped helmet muttered softly.
“There is an elite elf guard there. Go ahead and kill him. The reward will not be much lower than the one in the sky.”
At this moment, someone pointed to the elf man in the distance who was slaughtering the scarlet believers angrily.
The Zongwang player wearing a horn-shaped helmet:……
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“Tips from the Internet: You killed the Scarlet Cult Leader. Based on your camp, you gained 1,000 battlefield points.”
“Battlefield prompt: You are in hostility with the scarlet camp, and the scarlet camp will refresh your bounty mission.”
“Tips from the Internet: You have swallowed a large amount of poisonous miasma, and your power of the star spirit has been slightly improved.”
Yi Xia looked at the prompt information that refreshed on her retina.
At this time, his eyes were already filled with a rich color of blood.
The noisy killing sounds kept ringing out below, and Yi Xia could feel a lot of malicious stares.
If it were normal, he might be a little shaky and have the hair on his back.
It’s not that I’m timid, but it’s an instinctive feedback from intelligent beings under the gazes of many strong wills.
Now?
Yi Xia swallowed the scarlet poisonous mist happily.
Neither frivolous by the attention of the public, nor affected by malicious gazes.
In Yi Xia's opinion, the weight of their gazes is no more warm than that of the tourists at Liucheng Cultural Square.
Ferocious orcs, evil believers?
Yi Xia has already equated them with the concept of fishmen.
Even, they don’t even have the truly crazy and brutal will of the fish-men.
They are afraid of death, but they only inflict violence on the weak.
This is what Yi Xia looks down upon.
Evil is not pure enough...
And the elves?
Yi Xia’s contact with them was mostly limited to some pictures on the multiverse communication forum.
He did not have much contact with them.
It’s not like they are regarded as monsters like evil believers.
But they are just strangers from a foreign race, and there is no such thing as an instinctive closeness.
Yi Xia was in a fighting state, her burning will was like a fire rising into the sky.
Lust? Kindness?
Those soft things are burned clean by the fire-like will.
As for thoughts about elven heirlooms, they cannot exist in such a burning will.
Yi Xia in this state is transparent.
Just when Yi Xia finished swallowing a big mouthful of scarlet poisonous mist.
He felt a little dazzling in front of his eyes:
The golden sun shines through him and shines directly on the earth.
Bringing light and warmth to this land that has been ruled by poisonous fog for a long time.
The scarlet poisonous mist that was still attracted by Yi Xia looked like slender red flowers under the sunlight.
Obviously, due to the existence of Yi Xia, the Scarlet Sect stopped releasing the poisonous mist...
Yi Xia looked at the place where the scarlet poisonous mist finally disappeared and fell into deep thought.
The poisonous mist created by nature did not have much he could do to interfere.
But this one may not be that complicated.
“He flew over? What did he want to do?”
At the defense fortifications of the elf camp, someone exclaimed.
This is most likely a lookout hand.
The fierce battle is still going on, and not many people will focus on Yi Xia, who is only swallowing the poisonous mist above his head.
Real combat does not allow for this kind of extravagant dispersion.
Fleeting trance can lead to death.
In terms of the elven camp, there hasn’t been much of a stir.
But the scarlet camp quickly entered a state of high combat readiness.
This battlefield is defined as an apprentice-level battlefield.
There is naturally not a place where there are too many supermodels.
Flying units basically do not exist, and naturally there are no corresponding countermeasures.
Of course, some of the machinery used for siege can barely be used.
Ke Yixia is not a city wall that stays in place. It is a heavy machine that adjusts too slowly and is unable to complete an attack with actual threatening power.
“Come here more, little one.”
“You will like my masterpiece...”
In the cold fortifications, Scarlet Plague-Selkan-ha murmured in a low voice.
But at this moment, Yi Xia suddenly stopped.
He was hovering over the Scarlet Sect’s base camp, seeming to be sizing up something.
“Come here some more…”
Scarlet Plague-Selkan-Ha's voice was so soft, as if he didn't want to wake up a sleeping being.
The next moment, Scarlet Plague-Selkan-Ha's pupils suddenly narrowed:
It saw a flash of fire falling from the sky.
Then he landed in the raw material warehouse of the scarlet poisonous mist with great precision...
There is another traitor in Scarlet?
For a moment, this thought emerged in Scarlet Plague-Selkan-Ha's dark consciousness.
