"Whoosh!" A dark green arrow flew out in the darkness, killing a creature that was fleeing quickly. It fluttered and fell to the ground monotonously. The dark hunter looked around, breathing heavily, waiting.
People who have their own destiny can’t bear the other person’s fate in the end.
With such joking eyes, he chose to resist, and the sharp sword light flashed through, and the other party's body seemed to be merged into the darkness. He could not see or hear anything, as if he was going crazy alone, "Hulking, huffing, huffing.
"He gasped heavily, his eyes already wet
It was about to burst, where, where, there seemed to be something moving in the darkness. He was already frightened, and quickly turned his body, his head looked left and right, the dagger trembled, sliding around, but in vain, blowing with the obscure airflow
Attack, he just thought
Remembering what happened to his companions, he crouched down, trying to reduce the possibility of being named, but when he bent down, the coldness penetrated into his body, and numbness and stinging surged to his brain along with the wound, and his eyes glazed over.
Staring blankly ahead, there was nothing.
"Phew, it's so boring." In the darkness, a hand stretched out, and as the hand raised the knife, the blood light was hidden in the darkness, and the sound of subtle footsteps echoed in the narrow darkness.
"The traitors have already been killed. What a boring trick. Thinking that we are the only ones he faces? No, as long as they are underground, everything is their enemy. It's really stupid." A lazy voice came, followed by sporadic firelight.
The distance lit up, and her figure was revealed. Her long silver hair was extremely dazzling in the firelight, like crystal.
"Shut up! Anersay! This is not your hunting game! We don't want their smelly heads! We want to teach them a lesson! Do you understand?" A cold and stern voice came, and a mature female body came over, wrapped around her
In black, she is like a succubus who bewitches the world, but compared to a succubus, she has a colder nature.
"I know." Another figure emerged from the torch held by the other person. It was an elf. The gray-brown leather armor tightly wrapped her bumpy body. Her skin showed an unhealthy paleness, similar to that of an elf.
The gray and cool-toned white, silver-white hair looks extra dazzling in the dark world.
"Anersai, you have done a pretty good job. You should go back to life with these unpleasant things first. You know the consequences of exceeding the deadline agreed by the life-sacrificial masters. They will turn you into one of those ugly scorpions!"
There was no answer, and the person in front of him had already run away. This is a special case among the night elves, because except for some special positions, those who go out to hunt are all lowly male drows, and the female elves who call themselves night elves will be loyal to them.
Another main god dedicated to the abyss. She does not belong to any layer of the abyss plane, but she considers herself to be a main god of the abyss. To be more precise, she does not dare to call herself a main god in the main plane. She betrayed the elves of the past.
clan.
"Annoying little guy, sooner or later you have to use a whip to teach her the importance of discipline!" She licked her lips and fixed her eyes on the shrinking point.
Conspiracy, betrayal, and chaos are the typical characteristics of the dark elves. Even though they have complicatedly divided themselves into two clans determined by gender, they have to admit their identity before a common title.
They were the Big Four in the past
The elves, one of the golden races, had a glorious history. Finally, after that incident, the god king who controlled the power of wood fell. As a result, the elves were forced to split, and part of them sank underground and became dark elves.
In this chaotic area, they learned
There are many things, such as viciousness, conspiracy, and confusion; in this corrupt and corrupt world everywhere, it is not surprising that they have changed from the nobility of the past to what they are now, and their beliefs have become a unified one after a series of changes.
, the new-born Lord God stood up,
It is a devil formed by condensing many corrupted elements. She regards betrayal as a creed, encourages depravity, and tempts simple lambs towards the reborn Lord God, Rose. It has no special meaning. In their language in this chaotic land, this
The vocabulary name is spider.
The dark elves still have not given up, and they still have arrogance and elegance. Even after their nature has been distorted, they still retain their external performance. They advocate the ancient elven aesthetics, and exquisite castles are built. The difference is
, they enslaved those clumsy companions as tools, stone men, dark bull heads, wilderness mountain people, etc., and they even captured the dwarves' subordinate tribes, goblins, and gnomes. Together they abandoned the surface and became underground.
indigenous inhabitants of the world, but
However, they did not react as quickly as the dark elves. While the elves had found their faith and drawn the attention of the Lord God to themselves, they were still immersed in their former strength and prosperity, so it was foreseeable that they would be fooled by their companions who escaped together.
,
They also became affiliated tribes of this race. In those low earthen bags, dull banging sounds continued to be heard, and the cold flames licked the weapons, further tempering their melted bodies, and finally they turned into the hands of dark elves.
Excellent weapons.
"We need a special hunter, and I think Anersai would be a good candidate."
In the eerie gray stone fortress, this race dominated by the mother clan will always regard some untimely rebels as a model. They do not want to directly execute these rebels, but they want to make those angular compatriots
The tribe understands, the dark spirit
They follow the rules of the spirit, because some of them have been as unruly as they are, but under the supervision of whips and scars, they can always go back to the correct path of the elders. They know that they must deal with these noisy little guys.
Give enough patience.
"I can."
Simple answer, this is what they want to see.
Hunter, this is a derogatory term in the mouth of the night elves who believe in elegance. This type of term is usually associated with brutality and lowliness, but it has what those naughty newborns dream of, freedom, yes, they want
Want to get rid of this clan, but just want to let this clan
The deep-rooted clans understand that it is not feasible to allow themselves freedom due to their determination. They will rebelliously choose to violate the terms of the clan, so the considerate night elves classify those stubborn clansmen into the same group as the drow.
Queues, hunters, they hunt everything around them
Enemies who try to get close to the clan will also clean up some traitors. The traitors may include slaves such as dwarves, gnomes, goblins, etc., or they may also include some oppressed drow. They may be protected by some of their own clans, which is not acceptable.
, in order to maintain the stability of the clan, the night elves
The clan sent some compatriots who voluntarily contributed to the permanent harmony of the clan among the hunters to supervise their hunting. These night elves placed among the hunters generally have jurisdiction. Of course, they are not afraid of those newborn calves.
Tiger's rebellious compatriots are naturally a different matter.
Familiarly hiding yourself in the dark night, it will always be dark here. There will be a price to pay for releasing the light source here casually. You never know whether the stone hidden next to you may be a sleeping stone man.
Or what you are stepping on seems to be
Is the soft earth the body of an underground graystone toad, or something else? When you turn on the light source, before you find them, you will be dragged into their mouths, or simply become
A puddle of meat with nothing left.
Anersai's eyes can still see as clearly in the dark as those of her kind who grow on the ground in the daytime. The bow made of the spirit-destroying wood core carried on her back is her biggest support. Every killing is a counterattack.
The prayer of the Lord God, those despicable drow actually
They will also receive the same favor. This is what makes the night elves most aggrieved. Although they have forgotten that they can directly communicate with Ross, which is the goal of their faith, jealousy still cannot make them put down everything and enjoy the same power as them.
of the same race.
As soon as her fingertips were loosened, the three sharp arrows disappeared into the darkness. With the "swish" wind blowing across her face, she clearly heard the sound of a creature falling down in pain and wailing. She just let go of her hand and did not continue to release the sharp arrows, but she
But she took out the dagger from her waist, even for an old resident like her
She also had to guard against possible enemies. Just a month ago, she saw with her own eyes a clan member who was eaten by a heart-eating insect lurking on the prey because she was eager to collect the prey. Since then, she has never been
Don't dare to put down your weapons and approach unfamiliar places.
"You have done a good job. Rose will reward you with favors, but you need to respond to her more piously. How have you considered the other matter?" At the task submission desk, an equally noble night elf asked her,
This rotten old problem is simply a form of torture.
"Sorry, I'm not interested. I'm not interested in your life." This was the most verbose answer she had ever given, and she felt that she needed to clarify the matter once and for all.
"Tch! Chaos and depravity is what he wants to see. No night elf can refuse such a temptation." As she spoke, her eyes became blurred, and she stretched out her hand very touchingly to try to ruffle Anersel's hair.
"Then enjoy it yourself." She responded coldly. She conformed to the characteristics of all underground creatures, cold-blooded and cruel, but she always found it unacceptable for some hospitality. "I have already removed the crystal core from the head.
If they fall off, don’t you just want their heads?”
"You!" Her face instantly turned gloomy, and she watched Anerse go away before muttering, "Sooner or later, you little bitch will make you unable to stand up in front of the troll."
When she sets foot on this gray and cold land, she will always feel that her heart is empty and there is nothing. Only the bow on her shoulders can help her find the meaning of life. Killing can fill this bow. This is their expectation, this
It is also the condition for him to leave here. This is a weapon of the fallen. It needs to be filled with twisted souls.
If you can make it come alive, it will be an evil magic weapon. It is a natural affinity for dark elements. Anyone who wears it can feel the refreshing feeling brought by the dark wind in the ears, allowing the holder to experience
After a killing, you already feel a kind of cleanliness. This is the favorite of elegant elves, and so is Anersai.
She had heard that some drow had used similar bows to achieve the conditions and finally reached the surface, becoming a bridge connecting the underground and the ground. Her companions had advised her that the world above was exclusive to night elves, and they would not
Call them compatriots and evil dark elves, no matter whether they turn into ugly monsters like scorpion elves or not,
What a prejudice, Anersai retorted at the time, but those former partners dismissed it. Why go to the ground? You can enjoy far more resources underground than you think, Anersai.
I can’t explain it clearly, it’s just an instinct to run to the ground. If no one understands me, I have to do it myself, even if I am labeled as a rebel.
"Hoo!" A small beast climbed up, climbing on the gray-brown city wall. It was a basilisk, and it did not have very strong combat power. Compared with the darkness that could blend itself into the darkness,
To the elves. However, Anersai kept it in captivity as
His playmates are like teasing his own pets. They are also very peaceful. They will come when they know they should come. When they shouldn't come, they will huddle under the city wall and act like a stone. Anersai raised a lot of them.
Only this one survived, so it was the only one Anerse kept as a pet.
"Do you really want to go to the ground?" came a calm figure.
That's a drow, no doubt about it.
"Hmm." Maybe it's because he was ostracized by the night elves, but Anersai is not that repellent to his humble brethren.
"I also yearn for the ground. Your bow will definitely be filled with souls in the future, and Ross will take care of you." He said dryly and left.
Anersai admired such elves who knew the current affairs, because those who did not know the current affairs were gone and could be killed.
"Come on." After the drow walked for a while, he heard a reply and turned around. The latter seemed to have done nothing, just teasing his pet alone... (To be continued)