Elf Archer of Life in Another World

The moment she stepped into the golden hall, all the guests, attendants and herself knew that this was the most anticipated part of the day.

Niannian originally thought that she would be ushered in from a remote side door, but she did not expect that Adam would take her directly to the main entrance and let her step on the thick and gorgeous red carpet from the last guest seat.

Until the papal throne.

Is this so that everyone can see what she looks like?

Nian Nian is inexplicably angry, but she also knows that at this moment she has no chance to make a mistake, she can only take one step at a time.

A gentle gasp penetrated his ears, and Nian Nian realized that the wound on his face had not completely healed, and Luna had not covered it up. It must have looked shocking and terrifying at the moment.

Suddenly, Nian Nian calmed down and looked back unceremoniously at the evasive guests, seeing the curiosity, inquiry and calculation in their eyes.

She also took a look at the famous Golden Hall. After a rough glance up, down, left and right, she didn't see much artistic and historical value, but it was worthy of its name.

As for the guests present today, judging from their status, they all have great connotations and backgrounds. They all serve sumptuously, and various family crests are also worn in conspicuous places. If a meteorite happens to hit this place today, cover it.

It is estimated that the entire Asian continent will be hung with white flags.

Because there are not only human nobles here, but also many dwarf guests every year, and the serious dwarf sitting under the Pope himself should be the dwarf king.

The two elves sitting opposite the dwarf king were even more acquaintances. Nian Nian looked over openly. Brothers Engus and Midir were still in the same clothes. When Nian Nian approached, Midir

Narrowing his eyes with a look of dissatisfaction, Engus turned to look at the Pope. Engus was calmer and nodded slightly to Nian Nian. He turned his eyes around her, paused, and then moved forward and retreated with his brothers, staring at the Pope together.

Don't let it go.

Nian Nian calmly turned his eyes and looked at the Pope sitting on the throne.

The whispers that had been lingering in his ears immediately turned into silence. There was no need to look back, and Nian Nian knew that everyone was waiting for the Pope's response.

Although he had met the Pope earlier, Nian Nian still found him to be a very difficult person to figure out.

The pope's appearance is not outstanding. At first glance, he can't even find any distinctive features. Looking back, he only remembers a ball of bright light. But if he traces it carefully, he feels that every feature of this face is...

Everywhere is perfect and it is a well-deserved masterpiece of the Creator.

It is estimated that this is the power of setting. After all, this contradictory cognitive difference is really inconsistent with reality.

Thinking of this, Nian Nian was a little nervous. She suddenly realized that almost all the guests present now were NPCs, and they would only act according to their respective background settings. Whether it was the stance of Engus or the supreme majesty of the Pope,

There was no chance of her messing up, and she immediately felt like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth.

This also gave her a sense of absurdity. The city of Chang'an far in the east was busy with traffic. The residents and visitors of the Emerald Forest were enjoying a peaceful time. The dwarf players were chewing their fill. The Pope's country was still filled with smoke. A shocking event was being held here.

The whole birthday banquet was like a parallel world that did not interfere with each other, but it also reminded her in a very real way that this was indeed a volume of history that was still being written.

Who is the protagonist of this world and this volume of history?

"Our distinguished guest has been injured for a long time. It is our Holy Church's neglect. However, please rest assured. If you are still sick after the purification ceremony, I will personally take care of it."

The pope spoke gently and politely, looking at Engus and Midir, not only to apologize, but also to explain the reason, and to give an explanation.

The two Engus naturally understood the reason why the wound could not be healed. They just wanted to make a public statement. After receiving the Pope's personal response, they stopped entangled and exchanged a few polite words. Engus raised his hand and pointed.

Every year, a series of elven words fly out from the fingertips and blend into the wounds on Nian Nian's face, giving Nian Nian a smooth, white and tender new face in the blink of an eye.

As members of the elves, Engus was naturally not troubled by this minor injury. Previously, he did not want to act rashly in public and make the Pope mistakenly think that they were arrogant. Now he found an excuse in a few words, and then took action simply and neatly. The light green elf text appeared again.

It flew around Nian Nian's legs and arms before disappearing.

Nian Nian looked relaxed, faced Engus and Midir, and gave the elves the great gift.

The Moon Spirit Bow suddenly appeared and suddenly disappeared. Engus nodded with great satisfaction, thanked the Pope, sat back and closed his eyes to rest, making it clear that he did not intend to interfere in the affairs around him, but he just couldn't stand the suffering of the younger members of his clan.

Being able to recover openly and openly, Niannian was grateful and relieved. This way, she had more freedom to act, and she did not have to look forward and backward for fear of exposing Luna's existence.

"I have met the Pope. I am grateful for the Pope's care over the past few days and his willingness to give me a chance to return from my lost ways. I am very grateful to you."

The Pope turned his gaze back to Nian Nian and said kindly:

"You have lived here for such a long time. You and Archbishop Adam go in and out together, sleep and eat together. You are already one of your own. There is no need to say such polite words. I know you are a little excited to see the mentor of the same race. Calm down your mood a little. Let's

Just start.”

What he said was too casual and too intimate.

The gazes of all the guests on Nian Nian's back became a little hot again. First, High Priest Engus took the initiative to support the scene, and then the Pope himself spoke to comfort him. In addition, Archbishop Adam happened to be the person who brought Nian Nian here. Now, this meeting

Nian'er was still standing behind Nian Nian, watching her back quietly. The value of Nian Nian, a "surrender traitor," immediately increased. Many people began to think about what path they would take later, so that they could get to know Nian Nian.

The boss personally put the person on the high platform. In addition to staying there, even if he accidentally fell down and was shattered to pieces, he would not give the boss face.

Nian Nian knew that the Pope was deliberately acting like this, so naturally he would not make trouble in public, so he lowered his head in a bit of shame:

"Just kidding, I'm ready."

The pope's smile is not as compassionate as that of a mortal, but it is very similar to the smile on the face of the tall statue of the God of Creation behind the throne. Unfortunately, a smile suitable for a statue may not be suitable for a mortal. Every year I take a peek, I always feel that the pope smiles a little.

hypocritical.

"Good boy, step forward."

Two overlapping voices echoed in the golden hall, one was majestic and solemn, with a flat and emotionless tone, and the other was gentle and drizzle, showing gentleness. The former's volume obviously overshadowed the latter's, but every year, the latter's voice felt clearer.

The statue of God and the agent of God spoke at the same time.

The attendants and guards belonging to the Holy Church all knelt down, lowering their heads and not daring to look around. The guests who were followers of the God of Creation also immediately knelt down and bowed down. The other guests suppressed their surprise knowingly and still bowed their heads after saluting.

Head, use silence to express respect for God.

Nian Nian glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Engus and Midir both looked lackluster. Engus still closed his eyes to rest while Midir yawned out of boredom.

That's right, the elves and the God of Creation don't seem to be on the same page, so there's no need to be too respectful.

However, the Duke did not attend today? He should have received the invitation, right? Or has the City of Usher made its position clear?

A few thoughts flashed through my mind. Nian Nian calmed down and took a step forward as instructed. After standing still, he lowered his head and looked at his toes. He was very calm and self-reliant.

White light flooded under his feet, and the drawn magic circle slowly rotated at some point. Nian Nian was suddenly unable to move, but his heart began to beat violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Someone walked into the magic circle and stood still in front of Niannian. She felt a pain in the middle of her eyebrows, and she lost consciousness, and the beating of her heart seemed to come from the distant horizon.

She seemed to be floating above her head, with an excellent bird's-eye view, taking in all the conditions of the body. When she looked at it more carefully, she unlocked the perspective, but instead of seeing flesh and bones, she saw hair and hair.

Diagram of the meridians of light. The light is a faint light grass color. The meridians that accommodate the flow of light are thick black. They converge from the limbs to the heart. A drop-shaped seed is pulsing regularly in the heart. Every time it contracts, a golden light moves towards it.

If you move one inch outward, the black color on the surface of the meridians will become lighter visible to the naked eye.

According to this efficiency estimate, it is expected that the dark power in the meridians can fade away in five minutes at most. At the same time, she also found that black lines began to appear on the surface of the strange seed, which became clearer and clearer, but would not fill up.

Such a small seed.

What did the Pope have buried in his body?

"This is divine blood, the condensed power of the Creator God. It needs some time to adapt to the environment, so I buried the divine blood into your body in advance."

As soon as I thought about it, a gentle answer appeared in my ears, and Nian Nian immediately restrained his mind and did not dare to think wildly.

"With the divine blood maintaining balance in your body, you can avoid the pain of uprooting the power of darkness. In the future, under the light of the Creator God, you can slowly use the power of faith to eliminate the darkness."

Nian Nian feels that divine blood, which sounds very domineering, should not be easy to dig out from the body.

"That's right, the power of God cannot be left to the choice of mortals. If the soil recognized by it wants to abandon the divine blood, it must prove to God that the soil here is already barren and unworthy of God's coming."

Proof? Isn’t this a religious explanation of “if I can’t get you, I will destroy you”?

I just can’t complain every year.

What other choice does she have? Just chant the scriptures and pray.

"Don't be afraid. Faith and expressing faith are two different things. I only need the former."

In the silent communication, the meridians have faded away from black, and only the light can be seen flowing. Every year, I see that my skin has returned to its original healthy wheat color.

it's over?

It's over.

Year after year of waiting with fear, the black-patterned seeds gradually calmed down, finally stopped beating, and were buried somewhere deep in the heart.

The feeling of a touch between his eyebrows returned to his body. Nian Nian raised his eyes slightly and saw the Pope stretching his fingers back.

The moment his eyes focused on his fingertips, he saw that the Pope also focused his eyes on his own fingers. A strange connection was established between the two people's eyes. In the blink of an eye, the fingertips were pulled back by some force.

Click on Nian Nian’s eyebrow again.

There was a sharp stabbing pain in the heart, and the divine blood buried deep moved quickly under the skin, like a squirming flesh worm, following a stream of heat towards the wrist of his right hand.

The mark of the Yue Ling Bow on his wrist was as hot as boiling, as if it was melting his bones. He gritted his teeth every year to prevent himself from crying out in pain.

It seemed that someone had made a sharp cut at the mark of the Moon Spirit Bow. A golden and black arrow pattern appeared on the drawn bow string. The rune pattern drawn by Luna shone brightly and was lost again every year.

the feeling of this body.

The sudden change occurred, and everyone had no time to react and didn't know what happened. They only saw the elf successfully restored his skin color, but the Pope was suddenly enveloped in a soft light green light, and his eyes flashed. Engus and Midir

Flashing behind Nian Nian, he calmly stared at the guests who didn't know what was going on.

Adam bowed deeply to the two of them and stepped aside. The attendants who had escorted him into the golden hall every year immediately dispersed. His sword was unsheathed and placed on the necks of the other two archbishops. Half of the guards who were kneeling on the ground were also

Jump up immediately and control the remaining guards.

"you?!"

"I'm sorry, I won't take the initiative to hurt your lives." Adam explained, his tone was harsh and without sincerity.

Engus raised his arm and clenched it into a fist. All the guests suddenly felt like their blood was stagnant. Their hearts shrank and their mouths went dry, as if all the water in their bodies had evaporated. All of them stared wide-eyed, unable to

He looked at Engus with confidence.

"I'm sorry, I won't take the initiative to hurt your lives."

Engus said slightly tiredly, and it was obvious that the shock just now was still a bit worn out. Midiel stepped in front of him and stabbed the five-pointed gun in his hand heavily into the ground. The harsh sound of gold and stone hitting each other shocked everyone again.

Decided to wait and see what happens.

Speaking of which, given the Pope's own omissions, what reason did they have to risk their lives?

If something happens to the Pope, maybe the powers of the various parties in Gaia can be re-divided?

As for the elves huddled in the Forest of Jesus, they don't pose much of a threat.

The guests watched the show quietly, and Adam stared intently at Nian Nian in the light ball, judging the speed at which the original power belonging to the elves in Nian Nian's body would backfire on the Pope, even though he had already calculated countless possibilities for everything to be safe.

I can't guarantee that nothing will go wrong.

Engus and Midir were also paying attention to the situation here every year, but they were also wary of the guests' reactions to avoid being disturbed by unsighted people.

Suddenly, the two of them seemed to feel something, and they looked excitedly towards the entrance of the golden hall.

Adam turned his head and looked, knowing that everything was settled, a smile emerged and he raised his voice:

"Welcome the Duke of Usher and the Elf Chief."

The Duke, who was wearing a sapphire blue dress, had a gentle face. He was frightened and uneasy, and a little uncomfortable with the embarrassment of such an intimate relationship. He carefully helped a mature and charming elf woman into the hall. The woman was wearing a simple priest's dress.

The robes move automatically in the absence of wind, like waves of grass blown by the breeze. Guests who are closer seem to smell the fragrance of the earth after the rain, the daisies in the sun and a hint of decay.

puff--

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground drew everyone's attention back. Nian Nian watched blankly as the Pope fell to the ground. He raised his hand and touched his face, which was covered with blood.

Adam immediately pulled Nian Nian behind him, his shocked eyes wandering between the stopped Elf leader and the unconscious Pope.

No, this is not in the plan, this is definitely not part of the plan!

Even Engus and Midier were shocked and hurriedly leaned over to check on the Pope. After a moment, they both looked at Nian Nian, their eyes as bright as a torch and extremely sharp:

"He was poisoned."