A Million Possible

The wind is blowing!

Under the bimonthly, under the brilliant starry sky, the long but thin wall of the western line of Krum City.

Ellu clenched Margaret's arm tightly.

Her thin, delicate, white fingers seemed to have used all the strength of her body, and Marguerite's wrist was aching.

It can be seen how hard this thin girl has used!

It's Him!

Cthulhu!

The god-tier official Ailu raised her small face, her eyes were covered by tears, and her vision was blurred, but she still desperately pursued the flashing figure in the wind.

On the background board of the starry sky, a ghost-like figure floated from the city.

The familiar weird robes, the mysterious white weird mask, and the silver cane in his hand that looked like an accessory...that figure was driving the wind.

Do not.

In other words, he is the wind itself, perfectly integrated into it, coming by the wind without any smoke or fire.

That is the way the gods walk.

This scene is a bit strange, and a bit familiar.

I remember that at that time, I put down the summoning magic circle, the window was blown open by a gust of wind, and then the evil god appeared.

Just as it is now.

"It's really him?"

"But... why?"

"Didn't he reject me?"

Ailu's whole heart is in shock, surprise, confusion, worry, doubt, excitement, anxiety...Countless emotions are brewing and rolling in her heart.

Just a few hours ago, she knelt down on the cold floor of the Great Hall, begging the evil god for help, but the other party just indifferently refused. At that time, no one knew how desperate Ellu was.

She herself didn't remember how she got out of the Great Hall, how she got to the wall, or how she came to Lord Luojia.

"The gods didn't respond." She said to Luo Jia in a deceitful way.

This sentence seemed to have exhausted all of her strength. Afterwards, she was at a loss. She just stood in a corner of the discussion hall in despair, and did not respond to any pointing. It was not until night fell that she finally got away from it. Come out of disappointment.

Then, she took the long sword, endured the dizziness and fear of blood, and came to Margaret's side.

She is ready to die.

But……

Just when she had no hope for a long time...

That figure...coming.

Ailu had already fallen into a deadly silent heart, as if a fragile flame suddenly lit up, just like hope, but she didn't dare to be sure.

"What if... He didn't come to help us?"

"Perhaps... he just passed by?"

"Or, want to enjoy the fun of Death?"

Ellu was at a loss, worried about gains and losses, turned a deaf ear to Marguerite's anxious shouts, just raised her head and looked at the sky, her hands clenched more and more tightly.

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...

Cheng Lin was suspended in the air.

The wind tonight is very noisy.

But when the noise is at its extreme, it is another kind of tranquility.

The howling gust of wind blew away the bloody air that covered the city wall, and suppressed the cries of the elves.

The night sky is really quiet.

"There is plenty of wind."

Reaching out his hand to feel the strength of the wind, Cheng Lin thought with satisfaction.

The effect of the title of "Wind Journeyman" is like this. The stronger the wind, the lighter and more comfortable his body will be. Cheng Lin floats in the air with some enjoyment. It feels like soaking in the gentle calm sea.

Because it was flying high, it was closer to the double moon and the stars, and the sky without industrial pollution was so clear and beautiful.

The starlight tonight is too grand, and there is no dullness and depression of the battle of life and death at all. It is more like the opening of the stage. Now, the drama is about to come to an end, and he came by the wind and made his official debut.

The overhead view is very interesting.

The long city wall is like a ribbon, and the elves on it are embellished buttons. Farther away, dense Blacken elves rush in, like the shadows gathered in the same beach, and like the dark street corners of the city.

These eroded Blacken's lives have lost his mind, and there is only bloodthirsty desire in his scarlet eyes.

"It's a bad group of species." He thought.

Then, he controlled his body to hover, just under the double moon, spread his arms, lightly dusted his robe, handed the silver moon cane in his right hand to his left hand, and then took the black flag out of the initial space by a corner.

Hei Han suddenly began to exhale a thick black mist.

The fog quickly spread and spread, and gradually seemed to cover the night sky. One hundred and eight battle spirits screamed, laughed wildly and swarmed out, like the ghosts of The Underworld, intertwined and danced, creating an extremely cold atmosphere. .Since he is playing the identity of the "Cthulhu", the acting always has to perform a full set.

Cheng Lin thought leisurely.

If the elves knew his boring thoughts, they would probably be speechless.

It's a pity that they don't know.

As a result, when the black mist spread, ghosts obscured the night sky, and the brilliant starry sky suddenly became unpredictable, the elves on the entire line of defense finally noticed the abnormality above their heads.

They exclaimed.

They screamed.

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...

"what is that?"

"Look at the sky! Who is there?"

"Ghost? Or..."

The black mist obscures the stars.

The earth was darkened.

In the weird orange atmosphere, even the wind looked cold and gloomy.

The elven soldiers finally noticed the anomaly, then raised their heads and shouted in surprise.

"Is it Blacken Elf?"

Some people subconsciously guessed, but soon they discovered that the figure in the air is very different from the elves, not only in terms of clothing, physical characteristics, but also temperament.

That completely different style seems to indicate his non-elf identity.

So……

What is it again?

"Master Luojia? Look at it!"

In the middle of the city wall.

After exhausting all his strength and slicing a bright sword, Luo Jia, the elf king, marshal, and supreme commander, was in an atmosphere of generosity to death. Suddenly, he was awakened by the voice next to him.

"what?"

He turned his head and looked away briefly, but the sword in his hand still pointed at the enemy.

"Overhead! Over the sky!"

After guiding, Luo Jia raised his head. At this time, he realized that a large black fog appeared in the sky. It stands to reason that, as a big elf, he should have discovered such an anomaly first, but he was too focused. In the front, I actually ignored this.

The dark fog obscured the starlight, rolling, revealing mysterious power.

Through the black fog, dimly, one can see a figure wearing a snow-white mask hidden in it.

"This is……"

Luo Jia's eyes suddenly widened.

This sudden accident caused a look of shock on his face that was accustomed to maintaining "calm".

what is that?

Elf?

No, the breath on the opponent is very different from that of the elves!

However, looking at the figure, it is similar to the wizard.

Where did he come from, and what is the purpose of appearing here?

Could it be an attack from the enemy?

Thinking of this, Luo Jia moved the tip of the sword subconsciously and pointed to the sky. However, even though the black mist and flying ghost looked evil and orange, he keenly sensed that the opponent seemed innocent.

"Not very powerful."

Luo Jia suddenly thought.

As a "big elf", he is also the strongest person in the entire race. Even though the magic power in his body is exhausted at this moment, he still has enough eyesight. He instantly confirmed that this mysterious figure does not seem to be very powerful.

Even the ghosts that seemed to be controlled by it were stronger than the figure.

Do not!

This is precisely the doubt!

Since he can manipulate so many ghosts, he must be stronger.

"Could it be that... he is hiding his breath, or... he is too powerful to be beyond my judgment? So there is an error?"

Once this thought arises, it cannot be dropped.

Marshal Luo Jia Huo Ran changed color, his heart was as nervous as a drum, but after a while, he suddenly figured out something and was relieved.

"Since I was about to die, what's so terrible?"

...

Probably it was a communion. After the initial panic and shock, the elf guards suddenly found themselves miraculously calmed down.

Yes, since Death is fearless, then this accident... is it just an accident, right?Compared to the warriors with strong spirits, the residents of Krum City couldn't calm down so easily.

They were already nervous under the pressure of Death, but now, suddenly seeing the black mist emerging, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, they suddenly became more frightened.

"Why is it dark?"

"Biyue is gone!"

"Ah! Have you seen it? Ghost! I seem to see a ghost!"

"Is it the enemy? Or... evil? I heard that they often appear in Death."

The elven residents talked a lot. Many fragile people fell to the ground in fright and couldn't get up. A few bold ones climbed to the heights of the woods, looked around, and shouted, "It doesn't seem to be the enemy! The black outside the city The elves stopped!"

"What? Stopped?"

...

...

The enemy did stop.

It was Cheng Lin who saw this scene first.

After unfolding the black banner and creating a thick fog, his figure was covered, and it looked as if he was standing on top of the black fog.

From this perspective, he can easily control the entire battlefield.

"Huh, did you see me?"

Cheng Lin looked down at the forest sea below with a little surprise.

When the Krum elves found him, the Blacken elves who had already started sprinting, trying to climb the wall and attacking the city, also sensed his presence.

Probably this vision is a bit weird.

Or, by relying on the instincts of wild beasts, sensing the danger in the dark, the dark elves stopped unanimously, raised their heads, propped their scarlet eyes, brandished sharp, ugly claws, and roared toward the sky.

"They are testing me." Cheng Lin realized this.

He was not in a hurry, he just looked at them leisurely, and expressed emotion in his heart. Perhaps not long ago, they were elegant and beautiful intelligent lives, but now they have degenerated into such an ugly appearance.

This is a sad thing after all.

Unfortunately, this group of "wild beasts" obviously couldn't understand Cheng Lin's mood at the moment. After their initial uncertainty, they probably sensed that Cheng Lin's aura was not strong, so they became bold again.

An elf at the forefront of the attack suddenly screamed, and then jumped to the wall in front of him again.

This seemed to be a signal, so the rest of the dark elves also screamed, squatted, and made a leap, preparing to continue the previous attack.

However, at this moment, a long shadow suddenly flew from a corner of the rugged forest!

"call!"

It came too fast.

There was a sound of breaking through the air.

After the harsh whistling sound, in countless pairs of clear or muddy eyes, a black flower was reflected!

That is the black elf that was shredded out of thin air!

The flying "whip" was like a watermelon ripped apart, and the "pioneer" was beaten into a ball of blood!

No screaming.

No screaming.

There was only a whining gust of wind, and a faintly crackling sound in it.

silence!

Silence!

Both the defender and the enemy were shocked by this sudden scene.

The soldiers who picked up the long sword were stunned.

Those enemies who were about to jump also stopped their movements.

The same scene was reflected in countless eyes:

An extremely sturdy vine that covers the sky and sun rises from the ground, twisting and shaking outside the city wall!

The vine turned out to be black and purple, glowing with cold light like metal, its roots seemed to be stuck deep in the dense forest, the thickness was comparable to the houses of the elves, and the length was hundreds of meters visually!

Sharp, sharp barbs grow on the surface!

It is obviously a vine, but more like the tentacles of a demon!

It's more like having life, twisting, stretching, sticking in the dense forest, waving towards the sky outside the wall of Krum...

Yes!

It looks distinctly like waving, saluting, or worshiping at something!

On its immensely huge body, on an inconspicuous barb at the tip, there hung the broken body of the poor black elf, and the whole appearance was full of evil.

"what!"

I don't know who it was and finally couldn't help but let out a scream!

Then the silence was broken.

Then, there were more, almost noisy exclamations one after another, even the sound of the wind could not be suppressed!

......

Somewhere on the city wall.

Marguerite was completely shaken.

She stared blankly at the vine, which was even higher than the city wall!

I almost got into the dark cloud above my head.

"What the hell is this?"

She murmured almost unconsciously, probably so surprised that even the arm held by Ellu didn't hurt so much.

"That is the will of the evil god."

Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice in her ear.

Margaret turned her head subconsciously, "Ellu? What did you say?"

However, at The next moment, Margaret was stunned.

I saw that Ailu, who was wearing a moon-white robe for sacrificial priests, seemed to have gotten rid of her previous trance. Now she is staring at the huge "vine" rising up into the sky with a face of obsessiveness, or in a more vivid expression, "the devil's tentacles" ".

The vines were full of evil no matter how they looked, and they were very ugly, which should be extremely contradictory to the elves who love beautiful things.

However, in Ellu's eyes, all Margaret can see is obsession and some kind of inexplicable worship!

No resistance, no nausea, no fear, no avoidance...

There are no negative emotions.

As if...

She is looking at one of the most beautiful things in the world.

This inexplicable thought made Margaret subconsciously fight a cold war. She pulled La Elu nervously, and she felt that something was wrong with the friend own.

"What are you talking about? Cthulhu's will? Elu, do you know something right? Right?"

Margaret asked.

In the midst of her shaking, Ellu finally turned her head, and then, under Margaret's gaze, her face that did not know whether it was flushed from fear or excitement, her eyes rolled with tears.

Those are happy tears.

At this moment, Ellu finally confirmed the evil god's intention.

He is indeed here to help them!

Such a weird method is probably some kind of magic. Obviously, this is definitely not performed by the elves, then... there is only one possibility.

Ellu raised her gaze along the vines, looking at the black cloud that was pressing on people's heads, and the mysterious figure in it.

"This is the magic of the evil god."

"He is killing the enemy."

she thinks.

This is a conclusive inference.

As for the alienated vines full of evil that made the companions change color...Since it is an evil god, it is reasonable to use such magic!

Ellu thinks this is nothing more than normal!

You can't expect too much from evil!

The important thing is not whether the vine is ugly or beautiful, but the position it expresses.

"Margaret..."

Ai Lu was in tears, but a bright smile appeared on her face. She untied the hemp rope tied to her robe and let the carnival blow around her body, turned her head, stared at her friend, and said, "I'm sorry, I conceal it. Something, remember what I said, I communicated with the gods through ritual magic? Yes, I did not lie on this point, I did communicate with the gods, but not the goddess of the moonlight and the forest, but..."

She paused, smiling and holding Margaret's hand, looking at the dark cloud together: "A evil god."

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...

"Huhuhu~"

The wind at high altitude is stronger.

Cheng Lin relied on the "wind traveler" effect to hide in mid-air. The thick fog covered his figure, and the snow-white mask concealed his emotions well.

"What the hell is this..."

Cheng Lin bowed his head speechlessly, looking down at the evil vines rising into the sky.

The tip of the vine that was hundreds of meters long almost touched his feet, which made him feel a headache.

"So... will the vines become ugly after the increase?"

He reluctantly rubbed the "Silver Moon Cane" in his hand.

This vine is naturally his handwriting.

It was the manifestation of the third rank ability "Magic Vine Bound", but even Cheng Lin didn't expect that the vines after the "Silver Moon Stick" would be increased... so ugly.

"It's ugly, anyway, a vine has to be more beautiful, it's a bit difficult for a strong vine, but...what's the matter with this evil aura?"

Cheng Lin sighed.

The vines covered with spikes felt nauseous even as the creator looked at him.

"Fortunately, my character set is a Cthulhu, and it can be considered a match. If the character set was more positive, this vine alone would be enough for my set to collapse."

He thought with some rejoicing.

Shaking his head, putting aside these messy thoughts, he was a bit serious and leaned down to look down.

At this moment, the lower part is already in a weird atmosphere.

The residents of Krum City were naturally apprehensive. Although the soldiers guarding the city were also scared, their emotions were relatively stable because the vines killed the enemy.

The most nervous is the dark elves.

They were obviously frightened by the accident, but after a brief silence, these bloodthirsty creatures became restless again.

It's not about stepping back and running away.

It's not that they have no fear, just because... Although this vine looks scary, it only killed a dark elf after all, and its displayed combat power was not enough to make them give up.

So, in full view, they attacked again, and this time, it was no longer one, but...a group.

Cheng Lin, who overlooked the earth, clearly saw a group of black spots attacking again, and they wisely chose to bypass the weird vine.

"Is it useful to bypass it? No."

He said to himself.

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"Master Luojia! They are attacking!"

In the middle of the city wall, Luo Jia was the closest to the vine due to its location.

The moment it stretched out and twisted, he had already discovered that it was just that Rao Yiluojia's knowledge and status still couldn't hide his horror.

This vine is too weird after all.

It seems...too evil too.

However, as the marshal, Luo Jia still quickly judged the situation. He first ordered his men to avoid as much as possible, but he did not move and guarded this wall.

He was still not sure whether the vine was an enemy or a friend.

But when he was uncertain, he found that the enemies under the city attacked again.

This time the number is even greater.

The offensive is also more fierce.

Luo Jia couldn't help but subconsciously looked at the twisted vine, wondering how this strange life would react.

However, The next moment, a scene that surprised him was staged.

I saw that huge vine curled up like metal barbs, and suddenly swayed frantically!

It is hundreds of meters in length, and its attack radius is extremely terrifying. Its huge body did not slow down its movement speed. For a while, it was like a giant's steel whip, held in the hand by an invisible hand, and waved!

Every time I waved, there was a whining blast of tearing the air.

At the same time, there will be a large number of black elves drawn into black blood flowers by the spikes.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

There seemed to be countless fine melon cracking sounds, wherever the magic vine passed, the enemies were all Death!

This twisted vine seemed to have become a new "city wall", sweeping down the attacking enemies on both sides. For a time, only the screams of the enemies were in the wind.

Luo Jia's complexion changed. As a big elf, he was already a powerful man. If he talked about individual combat power alone, he would have the confidence to slash the vine with a single sword. However, if he talked about the scope of lethality, he would be inferior to this object. NS.

"What kind of magic is this? Who is helping us?"

Luo Jia was at a loss. He looked at the black mist above his head, and had an urge to rush in to see it. As a big elf, he had this ability.

However, soon, the new situation interrupted his thinking.

"A collective charge, it can't stop it!"

Shouted a voice.

Maybe it was irritated, or I didn't want to wait anymore, those more enemies suddenly screamed in unison, and then opened a long front and launched a charge against the city wall!

After all, there was only one vine, and under this situation he was immediately stretched.

"Everyone is ready to meet the enemy! Follow me..."

Luo Jia raised the sword and shouted loudly. However, he only said half of this sentence, and he couldn't say the remaining half!

I saw the ground under my feet vibrated suddenly.

A heavy roar came from the depths of the rugged forest. This movement was extremely sudden, and it seemed to have been planned for a long time.

The next moment, in the shocked eyes of the elf soldiers.

Countless evil vines rise to the sky!

Not one plant.

Not two plants.

But hundreds of them!

"boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"The earth quaked, the soil rolled, the gravel splashed, the mountains shook, and the woods tilted... Numerous vines suddenly appeared in the endless dense forest below.

Each of them is that huge, fierce, and evil, covered with barbs, twisted, and propped up a piece of sky.

The movement that broke out of the ground flooded the entire city of Krum, and everyone's ears seemed to be deaf for a moment, and apart from the rumbling, no sound could be heard!

Cover the sky!

Countless magic vines blocked the remaining starlight, and completely blocked Krum City!

Those black elves who were rushing were caught off guard from hitting these magic vines, and instantly turned into mud and bones.

They were obviously frightened, screaming, horrified, trembling, forcibly twisting their bodies, and evacuating backwards, but they collided with more of their companions, rolled into a ball, rolled up by the magic vine, and crushed!

A rain fell in the sky.

A black rain of blood.

The "binding" of the magic vine was originally used to confine and control the enemy, and it was not lethal, but under the blessing of the "silvermoon stick", the ordinary "binding" became a meat grinder!

Any dark elf, as long as it is rolled up, can only struggle to turn into a rain of blood.

No way to escape!

The soldiers standing on the wall, carrying weapons were completely stunned.

Many of them looked up in a daze, watching this scene, letting a sporadic rain of blood fall on their faces and bodies without realizing it!

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"Margaret! Have you seen it? This is the will of the evil god!"

On the city wall, Ellu excitedly pulled her friend and shouted in the rain, her moon-white robe dancing in the wind, like a dancer jumping on the edge of The Underworld.

With her long hair scattered, flying, and her eyes shining brightly, she was still the most beautiful focus of the moon worship ceremony.

Marguerite thought.

She stared at this scene in shock as well. Those terrifying and cruel dark elves could not get close in front of this "Magic Vine Wall" and could only escape.

What an unbelievable enemy that the whole Krum saw as unconquerable was blocked in this way!

And Ellu...How long has it been since I came to Krum to see her smiling so happily?

Margaret looked at her friend, suddenly thought of something, and said: "Ellu? Are you...aren't you fainted?"

Elu, who was rejoicing, was slightly startled when she heard the words.

It just so happened that a drop of thick blood fell on her forehead at this time, she reached out and touched it, and then took a look.

At the next moment, I saw the god-tier official of the sacrificial hall with a pale face like paper, and when he turned his eyes, he fainted!

"Ellu!"

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...

The rumbling voice finally faded away.

Luo Jia wore a five-color armor, with a big sword in his right hand, staring sadly at the battle.

At this moment, the dark elves finally began to evacuate, they scrambled to flee to the forest to the west.

"My lord, why are you frowning? We are saved!"

An adjutant said excitedly.

Luo Jia shook his head heavily and said, "No."

"what?"

Luo Jia stretched out his hand, pointed to the front, and said in a low tone: "Look carefully, there are not many enemies that died just now, and most of them are still intact."

The adjutant was taken aback and looked up, The next moment, he also realized this.

Yes.

Although the scene just now was extremely magnificent, the actual damage caused...not many.

At the very least, relative to the total number of enemies, very few.

The casualties were mainly from the impact, but how many enemies could rush to the forefront?

Most of them are blocked behind.

Moreover, although the magic vine is strong, when the number is too large, it lacks the space to move, restricting each other, and the attack ability does not increase but decreases.

"We just got a respite, but the enemy... still exists!"

Luo Jia said in a low voice.

At this time, one after another, elven officers also began to realize this, so the joy and excitement just rose, and then fell again.

Yeah, the enemy... didn't die much.

This heavy thought was pressing on their hearts. However, there were also active spirits who frowned and looked at the black mist in the sky, and said, "Do you... do you think this is over?"

"what?"

"I always feel... as if something is wrong, look carefully, do you see it in the distance? There are vines over there too!"

The wizard who acts as an archer pointed to the distance and said.

In the darkness in the distance, there are really tall, dense magic vines flying. This is obviously what appeared in the shock just now, but...

"If the vines in front of us are meant to block the enemy, what do those in the distance... do?"Everyone was startled.

Yeah, what are those in the distance going to do?

"Think about it, everyone, if these vines were made by the mysterious figure in the sky, then in his field of vision, what would the image of the vines in the distance and nearby look like?"

"like what?"

"A cage," the elf said seriously, "a huge cage!"

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...

"It looks like a cage."

Mid-air.

Cheng Lin stood above the black fog. Around him, the war spirits played the role of ghosts dutifully, spreading terror.

And he enjoys his own work leisurely.

From his perspective, the entire forest is a chessboard.

Those vines are the fallen seeds.

But now, these chess pieces form a closed loop.

A closed loop made up of vines.

Cheng Lin rubbed the "Silver Moon Cane" and was quite moved. Using vines to build a cage is actually Ren Yi's ideal model for this ability.

Unfortunately, due to the limitations of Spiritual Qi reserves and other factors, it has not been able to truly build successfully.

Unexpectedly, in the deduction, this was achieved with the help of the "Silver Moon Cane".

"Use vines to build a cage and enclose all the enemies in it. Well, they shouldn't realize that they have fallen into the net and have begun to rest? It's really big..."

Cheng Lin looked down below and whispered softly.

He smiled and looked in the direction of the city wall. The elves seemed to realize something, and were a little restless.

In the city of Krum, the residents have been at a loss as to what to do with the continuous news of changes.

"I don't know where Ellu is. It was bloody just now, but don't scare her."

Cheng Lin muttered, stretched out his hand, and tested the wind with his palm.

"The wind is good, so let's start."

He whispered softly, and then, I saw him rubbing the silver moon stick again, The next moment, a complex field structure in his body condensed...

Spiritual Qi is poured into the silver moon cane to increase and enlarge.

And then……

A fire appeared in the dark night sky.

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"Margaret... where am I?"

Elu reluctantly opened her eyes and asked in a whisper that she had just woke up from a faint, and she was still a little confused.

"Of course it's on the wall, are you okay?" Margaret sighed.

"It's okay... blood..."

"It's okay, it's stopped."

"That's good, can you help me get up..." Ai Lu blushed a little, and this kind of blood faint is really too shame on this occasion.

Marguerite nodded, and she was about to stretch her hand to get up. However, at The next moment, she suddenly stopped seeing her stretched out hand.

"Margaret? What happened to you? What did you see?"

Ellu asked strangely.

In front of her, Marguerite seemed to see something incredible.

"fire……"

She whispered softly.

"What? What did you say?" Ellu didn't hear it clearly.

Marguerite abruptly retracted her gaze, and two pulsating flames reflected in the female soldier's eyes: "Fire! It's fire!"

She suddenly pulled Ellu up and pointed her in a direction.

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There was a fire in the dark night sky.

Because of the black mist and magic vines, the double moon and the stars are covered, so the sky and the earth are very dim.

Therefore, the moment this fire appeared, it immediately attracted all eyes.

At first it burned from the roots of those magic vines under the city wall.

Not a point, but a line.

The line of fire rose quickly, igniting the dense forest, and it seemed to ignite the vines. It burned too fast, unimaginably fast, and in the blink of an eye, a wall of flames over a hundred meters high was formed.

This is obviously not a natural fire.It's the power of magic.

The orange-yellow light illuminates half of the night sky. This is supposed to be a very warm scene, but it makes the whole body cold.

The fire is too big.

It stretches for thousands of meters and is as high as the city wall. The green forest baked by the burning heat turns into fly ash, and the light it produces illuminates the entire Krum.

The flame did not originate from one place, but appeared in the distance at the same time.

It is a ring.

An extremely huge ring of flames.

In Jiuji's ability library, its name is "Eternal Burning Ring", which is a very appropriate name.

It was originally just a third rank ability, but under the blessing of the Silver Moon Staff, it showed a power comparable to Forbidden Magic Magic.

"Hullah..."

Silently, the ring of fire began to shrink.

Wherever it passed, the vegetation withered and broke.

It's very windy tonight.

Such weather is suitable for setting a fire.

At the very least, Cheng Lin thinks so.

He was floating high in the sky, in the clouds, overlooking the ground, a perfectly round "ring" began to shrink.

The Blacken elves are a little restless. The beasts are always afraid of flames. What's more, the flames are so fierce, with powerful Spiritual Qi magical damage.

They began to back away and began to run deeper.

However, soon, they found desperately that a wall of flames appeared in front of them, and they were approaching quickly.

They try to go left, right, and even down.

However, there is still no way out.

They began to scream, they began to scream.

At the flame, at the black cloud in the sky.

Threats, intimidation, eyes reveal fierce light.

Then... let out a cry of horror, despair, and tragic.

The flames climbed up to their bodies and burned mercilessly, emitting a scorching smell and black smoke.

Thick smoke billowed.

Some stronger black elves tried to force through the flames, dragging their injured bodies to escape, but were blocked by the magic vine.

Then, it was pierced by the cold barb, and it was thrown back to the center of the flame, becoming the burning nourishment.

The flames skyrocketed.

Thick smoke billowed.

It's like a doomsday scene.

silence.

Incomparable silence.

Since the ring of fire began to shrink, the entire forest seemed to have been cast a silent curse.

The only thing is the sound of wind, the crackling of flames burning trees, and the less and less neighing.

For a long time.

When the last ray of flame disappeared into the night, the enemy was never seen again.

The battlefield is full of scorched earth.

The brutal and bloody enemies all over the mountains and plains, no longer are there, as if...

Disappeared in this world.

Or, it never existed.

The flame went out, the magic vine also dissipated, and the covered night sky revealed its true face again.

Starry, bi-monthly beautiful.

The black cloud covering the city of Krum slowly dissipated, revealing the figure wearing a white weird mask.

Under the moonlight, the figure was extremely clear, extremely mysterious, extremely... dazzling!

After a while.

The silent world was suddenly broken by a cheer!

Then, more cheers!

Like a storm, like a raging sea!

The world of elves, the earth rejoices! !

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[Task: "Save Krum"... Completed! 】

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ps: More than nine thousand five hundred words. After hesitating, I won't force to make up four thousand words, oh oh oh, I wrote it all afternoon, so tired, asking for votes!

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