Blasphemy: 12 Forgetting Each Other

A burst of whistles suddenly sounded in Hughes's empty room. These whistles are so high-pitched that they have already exceeded the range that ordinary human ears can detect. The increasingly sharp whistles contained fierce power. Wherever they touched, the slightly fragile items in Hughes' room exploded one after another, including the tea set that he had not yet had time to put away.

The whistles sounded like waves, one wave higher than the other. In the blink of an eye, Hughes' room was like a hurricane, and it was a mess. It wasn't until a ball of magic flame suddenly exploded from a wall and a magic circle hidden in the wall was completely destroyed that the whistle cut off its source and slowly disappeared.

There is still a faint sacred atmosphere in the whistle. The only person who can blow such a murderous whistle with the sacred power that is originally characterized by simplicity and gentleness is naturally the elf girl in the Oracle City, Eiffel.

She looked at the jade whistle in her hand with some confusion. It was covered with cracks, and there was a small magic flame emitting the last light and heat. Apparently the jade whistle was ruined because she blew it too hard.

Aiffel thought for a while, but couldn't figure anything out. She simply stopped thinking about it, just threw the broken jade aside, and then shouted: "Constantine!"

A cardinal dressed as a waiter came out from the other side of the corridor and said: "Effie, are you done with your work? Then go practice immediately! You must seize the time to train, otherwise when will you be able to Take your prophecy skills a step further? Look, how much time do the other elves in this oracle city spend every day cleaning the environment and dressing up? Huh, so these elves have pure souls, but they still have such power. No. Eiffel, as long as you listen to my teachings, based on your current speed of strength improvement, it won't take long to be able to fight with the two elders. Of course, their little ability is nothing. ”

Ephiel frowned and said: "The elves in the City of Oracle are not as useless as you think. At least Elder Hughes is very powerful. He is a killer, and his power is close to the holy realm."

"Sacred Domain?" Constantine smiled slightly and said: "In front of the glory of the Supreme God, even the power of the Holy Domain is just an insignificant flame. Although the killer can be said to be the natural enemy of the magic controller, if there is a chance , I will still compete with him, and you will know the magic and vastness of the holy kingdom."

A sacred aura suddenly rose from Eiffel's body, and then she looked at Constantine with clear eyes and said word by word: "You will be miserable."

Constantine was startled, then laughed and said: "Ephiel, although your divine power has improved rapidly, but your prophecy skills still need more practice. Okay, let's meditate!"

Ai Feier suddenly frowned, her face looked a little ugly, and she couldn't help but said: "The smell of blood is so strong!"

Constantine looked south for a while and said slowly: "There are many elves coming from that direction. I think there are fifty or sixty thousand in number, and there are many injured among them. You continue to meditate, I I'll go see what I can do."

Not long after, the entire Oracle City was boiling with excitement, and the elves were running back and forth, looking panicked.

In such a chaotic moment, no elf had time to pay attention to Constantine standing on the Temple of the God's Emissary. Although because of Rogge's relationship, the elves in Oracle City do not reject humans and other races, but in a short period of time, it is simply impossible to make them trust humans as much as they trust their own clansmen. What's more, since Constantine arrived in the City of Oracle, apart from teaching Effie the sacred magic, he only cleaned the Temple of the God's Envoy every day and never showed his ability. The elves in Oracle City thought he was just an ordinary human being.

The elves are panicking for a reason.

Just now, several elf riders came to the City of Oracle. They brought extremely shocking news. Green Sea was looted by orcs!

There are still nearly 200,000 elves left behind in the Green Sea. The elders thought that the orcs' attack this time would be the same as in previous years, at most it would be on a larger scale. According to the reports from the scout elves, there were about 50,000 to 60,000 orcs heading towards the Green Sea at that time. Orcs in these numbers need to be taken seriously, but no more than that.

The elven generals gathered nearly 30,000 elves capable of fighting and mobilized a sufficient number of war beasts to leave the Green Sea. The generals are determined to annihilate the filthy orcs outside the Green Sea and never let their filthy claws set foot on the land of the elves.

On a wide sparse forest land, the elves and the orcs started a decisive battle.

The elven generals found that the orcs they faced this time were much better equipped than before and seemed very organized. They no longer only charge randomly with red eyes under the magic of the shaman as before. This time, in front of the elves who had the upper hand, the orcs actually knew how to close their formation and retreat slowly. Although the elves and war beasts continued to attack their defense line, and each impact caused huge casualties, there was only one member of the orc army. As if there was an invisible and brilliant command, the defense line never collapsed.

Thirty thousand elves versus 50,000 orcs. According to past experience, the elves will definitely have an absolute advantage, and it will even turn into a massacre very quickly. Although the orcs who invaded this time wore simple armor and the weapons in their hands were much better made than in the past, they could not compare with the elven warriors who were as well-equipped as the dwarves. According to the experience of the elf generals, this battle should be over within half a day.

Unexpectedly, the battle lasted from noon to dusk. The orcs left more than 10,000 corpses but still resisted tenaciously. The elf warriors, whose physical strength was far inferior to that of the orcs, seemed a little exhausted.

At this moment, bursts of stench quietly enveloped the entire battlefield.

The elves all raised their ears alertly, and the griffins hovering in the sky also made long and uneasy calls.

Suddenly, the earth began to tremble slightly, and the howls of wild beasts drifted to the battlefield along with the dusk wind!

What made the elf generals frown was not the menacing beast trombones, but the heavy, thunderous footsteps!

The generals all have at least a hundred years of leadership experience. When they hear it, they can tell how many orc warriors these footsteps represent. Moreover, the orc warriors are terrifyingly quiet. They just trot towards the battlefield. There are no signboards like in the past. A landslide-like roar like a tsunami!

What does this mean?

A word came to the minds of the elven generals almost at the same time, a word they couldn't believe, discipline!

Is it possible that orcs have discipline?

They immediately gave the order, sounded the horn, and prepared to withdraw to the Green Sea. However, the orcs in front of them suddenly fought back, risking their lives and dragging the elves firmly on the battlefield.

Finally, the first row of orc warriors appeared on the hill. The moment they appeared, a chill passed through the hearts of all the elves. Is this still the orc they remember?

The orcs who appeared this time were taller and stronger than the orcs commonly seen in the Central Mountains in the past. Their skin was dark green, with thin scales in some places. Each orc warrior wears shining heavy armor and holds a well-made steel ax and a thick steel shield.

What appeared in front of the elves was a large, well-disciplined, and well-equipped orc army! Behind the regular infantry, battle flags were raised one after another. The totems in the center of the battle flags were different, representing different orc tribes. Only from this can we vaguely see some characteristics of the past orcs in the tribal era. But that's all. The equipment of all the orc warriors is uniform. Without those flags, you can't tell the difference between these orcs.

These flags represent more than just different tribes. Each orc tribe will have one to several priests or shamans. So the more than twenty tribal flags flying at least represent that the orcs have nearly a hundred shamans and priests. This has overwhelmed the elf mages and priests in terms of numbers. What's more, the elves' mana is almost exhausted.

A large number of trolls suddenly ran out from both sides of the orc warriors. With ten javelins stuck in their backs, they jumped forward in the forest, approaching the elves. Their javelins are inferior to the elves' bows and arrows in terms of range and accuracy, but their terrifying lethality is unmatched by the elves.

And behind the elves, a wolf howl came out. Countless tall and fierce werewolves poured out. They wore the same heavy armor as the orc warriors, but some changes were made in style for easier movement. In front of the huge curved-handled axes they held in their hands, the elves' gorgeous armor looked as if they were made of paper.

Werewolves are fast and powerful. They are the most ferocious and terrifying race among orcs. It's just that their fecundity has always been low, so their numbers have never been large, and that's why they haven't caused much trouble. But there are as many as four to five thousand werewolves appearing behind the elven army at this moment!

The orcs not only have a large army, not only can they use strategies, they even have many war beasts that the elves have never seen before! However, none of the elves' scattered scouts reported back, so that tens of thousands of elven warriors had no idea that they had been surrounded by orcs. Maybe the elf scouts might have been wiped out, but why didn't any of the gryphon knights hovering in the sky raise the alarm?

It's just that the generals have no chance to find the answer.

At the moment when the orcs were completely encircled and launched an all-out charge, the leading elf general suddenly discovered a thick line of smoke rising in the direction of the Green Sea.

One hundred thousand orcs swept across the entire Green Sea like a tide.

Fortunately, although they have spent hundreds of years of peaceful life in the central mountains, the elves have not all forgotten the difficult living environment and the dangers of being surrounded by powerful enemies. Green Sea has several plans to deal with emergencies, and every elf will receive relevant training when his mind has just matured. So when the orcs arrived, the Green Sea Elves were shocked, but not confused.

The elves in the brigade withdrew to the designated location in an orderly manner. The warriors used for defense were mobilized, and the remaining war beasts from all races were gathered together. Under the leadership of the elders who were able to fight, they faced the enemy. Towards the orcs coming from all over the mountains and plains.

Elf's posture is very elegant even when fighting, which is a rare treat in the eyes of other races. They always have a way of elegantly sending sharp swords, war lances, or bows and arrows into the orcs through the weakest points in their armor. It's a pity that these elven warriors are elves from the Green Sea, not the elves from the Oracle City, and their weapons are not quenched.

Orc warriors are physically strong and have tenacious vitality. If they are not directly stabbed in their vital organs, they can often still struggle to fight for a while before dying. However, the elven warriors are different. As long as they are carried a little by the huge weapons of the orcs, they may be seriously injured and lose their fighting ability. Then their fragile bodies and the magnificent armors on their bodies will be destroyed by several heavy pieces falling at the same time. The weapon twists and deforms.

This process was so short that they didn't even have time to scream!

An elf warrior shot all the arrows on his back, then dropped his magic long bow, drew his personal dagger, and pounced on a tall orc warrior. She slit the orc's throat with her sword, but the orc's sweeping ax also brought a chill to her abdomen.

She jumped back lightly, landed on the ground, then looked down at her belly, and her beautiful face instantly turned white! The orc's battle ax not only cut through her armor, but also cut open her abdomen, almost cutting her in half! What surged out was not only blood, but also countless pieces of internal organs!

The female elf warrior let out a low cry and realized that the sky had suddenly darkened. She raised her head and looked indifferently at a giant foot that suddenly fell from above her head and was nearly two meters in diameter.

The giant foot falls.

The delicate female elf warrior disappeared under her feet, not even her hands and feet were exposed. Only the tip of the dagger was exposed, and blood was flowing like a spring along the body of the dagger.

An earth-shattering roar spread across the entire battlefield!

The war beasts on the battlefield, whether they belonged to orcs or elves, all trembled under this roar. The elven griffons were so weak that they could no longer carry the knights on their backs, and fell into the air one after another. The war beasts on the orc side all fell to the ground, showing their submission. The various war beasts on the elven side retreated one after another, no matter how the elves driving them issued orders, it was of no use.

The giant foot that flattened the female elf warrior, together with the other three giant feet, supported a huge body more than twenty meters long. This body resembles a dragon rather than a dragon. It looks like some kind of sub-dragon. The body supports a huge human-like upper body, and the curved horns on the giant body are somewhat similar to those of a demon.

There is a huge **** totem flag on the back of this giant beast. The pattern on the flag cannot tell which orc tribe it belongs to.

It roared like thunder, breathed out the breath of sulfur, and swung its giant claws so powerfully that it threatened the wind and thunder, and rushed through tens of thousands of elven troops... At this time, unnatural flames were rapidly igniting in the green sea. This is a wall of fire that is hundreds of meters wide, and both ends are still extending rapidly.

On one side of the fire wall are tens of thousands of elves who were lucky enough to escape from the battlefield.

On the other side of the fire wall, there were countless orcs and elves who had retreated, as well as those elves who had not yet had time to escape.

In the 100-meter wall of fire, there were hundreds of moaning elves and thousands of orc warriors roaring in pain. They walked the last part of their lives in great pain under the burning flames.

Time was too urgent, and the fleeing elves abandoned almost everything in the Green Sea. All the roads leading to the south are occupied by orcs, and their only way out is to the north. At least there is an elven city in the north, the City of Oracles. But there were only more than 10,000 people who left the Green Sea Tribe. The elves can't even defend the Green Sea, so how can they expect the Oracle City to withstand the attack of the orcs?

But this is the only hope for the surviving elves.

The elves of Oracle City once informed the Green Sea of ​​their location, and now the Green Sea elves followed this direction and fled towards Oracle City at full speed. They also sent swift knights to report the news.

At this moment, the Oracle City feels like it has no owner. There is no news from either Hughes or Rogge. The orcs are moving very quickly and are expected to arrive at the Oracle City in three days. The large group of fleeing elves will arrive in two days. In fact, there is very little time left for the elves.

After hearing the information provided by the scouts who came to report, the two elf elders in charge of Oracle City immediately knew that the fragile city defenses of Oracle City were not enough to stop the surging orc army.

They immediately decided to evacuate all to the newly built underground castle.

Elf cities that are integrated with nature are different from human cities that are completely immovable. Relocation is relatively easy, but it is absolutely impossible to completely move out within a few days. Therefore, the elves can only choose to relocate the most important things.

It's okay to say that the ancient elven trees can survive for tens of thousands of years in the seed state, but what about the Amaro that provides energy to the Oracle City? Once its shackles are released, there is no one in the Oracle City who can subdue it. The two elf elders discussed it and finally decided to speed up the operation of the magic circle, extract all of Amaro's life force, and completely destroy its existence.

Anyway, this kind of alien demons cannot be allowed to exist in this plane.

Not long after the elf who gave the order had just left, Aifeier opened the door and came in, followed by the elf who gave the order.

"Amaro is still useful, don't kill it! I will persuade it to cooperate with us." The elf girl said as soon as she entered the door.

Two elf elders looked at each other, trying to persuade a demon from another dimension? is it possible? However, they all knew that Eiffel's relationship with Rogge and Hughes was different, so after thinking about it, they agreed to give her a try. Anyway, there is still some time. After the elf girl is defeated, as soon as they disrupt the operation of the magic circle, the spikes of the blood-sucking thorns inserted into Amaro's body will grow wildly. In less than an hour, all the sharp spikes will be there. Amaro gathers at the heart.

As soon as she received the permission of the two elders, Effier immediately ran out like a gust of wind. Her goal was not the hall where Amaro was imprisoned, but to return to the Temple of the God's Envoy, and kept shouting until Constantine appeared in front of her automatically.

"There is a demon trapped in the hall over there. It is quite useful. Go and persuade it and make it follow us obediently. I still need to find some things, so I will leave this matter to you. You're welcome." Eiffel specially emphasized the word 'good'.

Looking at those clear eyes like two streams of autumn water, Constantine had nothing to say but a wry smile. He shook his head, and just as he was about to go out, Eiffel shouted from behind him again: "Don't scare it!"

Constantine responded.

A moment later, he was already standing in front of Amaro. The guards and elf mages guarding here all received the elder's orders and withdrew. Of course, the elves looked at Constantine, who was dressed in servant attire, with doubts in their eyes.

With a dull roar, the door of the main hall slowly closed.

Constantine looked up at Amaro with a smile on his lips, while Amaro began to struggle uneasily.

After a while, the door of the main hall opened, and the cardinal walked out of it as if nothing had happened.

The elves who had been waiting outside the palace gate immediately swarmed up. They looked into the palace and were shocked to find that all the blood-sucking thorns that had trapped Amaro had withered and were scattered on the ground. Amaro's huge body is completely unrestrained!

The elves were shocked and immediately drew their weapons and were on full alert. But Amaro was lying on the ground, motionless, as docile as a kitten. But the way it looked at the palace door seemed to be full of fear.

"What's wrong with it?" An elf mage caught up with Constantine and asked in surprise.

"In the name of the Lord, I just inspired it." The cardinal replied lightly. His feet accelerated and he was already far away in the blink of an eye.

In the early morning three days later, the Oracle City had become an empty city. Although most of the buildings formed by plants still existed, without the existence of the ancient elven trees, they had lost their spirituality.

In the morning breeze, Eiffel suddenly appeared. She struggled to drag a large bucket to the small lake, and poured the milky white milk-like liquid in the bucket into the lake.

The lake water suddenly boiled, as if there were countless huge creatures fighting for life and death under the water! A moment later, a huge wave rose into the sky from the lake, and a transparent dome nearly ten meters in diameter jumped out of the wave! Through the outer skin of the dome, one could vaguely see countless little things squirming crazily inside.

With a bang, the giant egg suddenly opened a hole, and countless small and almost transparent insects swarmed out from the hole. The scene in that moment is like giving people the illusion that they are in purgatory! These bugs shuttled through the lake water like lightning, and then jumped into the Oracle City. They randomly found a living plant, got in, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. And behind them, not even the tiniest hole was left.

Ai Feier stood by the lake, quietly watching countless insects swarming past her feet and around her. After a while, she finally left. Wherever she lands, a passage will immediately appear in the boundless sea of ​​insects, a passage that exists only for her.

After Eiffel left, another burly figure came to the lake. He looked at the direction Eiffel was leaving, his face full of solemnity and pain.

At this time, the terrible insect tide is coming to an end, but from time to time, a large group of insects still jumps out of the small lake and rushes towards the Oracle City. As for the small clear lake, the lake level has dropped a bit.

The Elf City at this moment still looks no different from the beginning. Although it has lost its spirituality, it is still beautiful and exquisite. But beneath the gorgeous exteriors of those buildings, there are no one knows how many bugs are lurking there.

Another swarm of insects flew past the man. He stretched out his hand and grabbed one from the swarm.

This kind of bug is only about the length of a finger. It is completely white and has a soft shell, but it is surprisingly tough. Its two ends are as sharp as cones, and its body is covered with short steel hairs. The little insect made a sharp cry, bent its body, and inserted the tip of its tail into the man's palm. Then it made a soft buzzing sound and popped forward like lightning!

Its small body actually contains unexpected power. Judging from the power of its bullet ~IndoMTL.com~ it can fly at least several meters away. However, a faint sacred light radiated from the man's palm. In this light, the small insect with its body stretched straight could not help but fly, but it could not get out of the range of the man's palm.

A drop of blood seeped out of the man's palm. Countless tiny white dots crawled out of the drop of blood, which were obviously the larvae of this insect.

A holy light flashed, and the insect still flying above the man's palm had been cut into two pieces. It made a very sharp cry, twisted its body desperately, and spurted out streams of milky white body fluid.

A mass of clear water appeared out of thin air. A drop of milky white insect liquid fell into the clear water and immediately melted, staining the entire clear water.

After a while, thousands of unformed bugs were already swimming in the clear water!

The man sighed, and the holy light in his hand turned into flames, turning everything into ashes. He looked at the small lake and Oracle City that had calmed down again, his face looking very struggling and hesitant.

He really didn't know whether his decision was right or wrong. For the first time in his life, he vaguely had some different ideas about the scriptures he regarded as gods.

When the man left, he was still struggling in his heart.