Black Scepter Chapter 30: Goodbye (5000 words)
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The elf elders in the distance seemed to understand that there was no hope in this battle anymore. He reached out and took out a beautiful crystal bottle from his robe. With a sigh, he reached out to unscrew
Irindal evaded the tauren attack from behind, and looked up to see this scene, and also understood what he might see next-to release the power of the Elven Spring, the explosion from this crystal bottle will be Destroy all living things within a hundred miles.彩@虹*文￥学%网
However, just at the moment when the elder's finger was about to unscrew the crystal bottle, all Orcs stopped suddenly at the same time!
As if they were enchanted at the spot for a while, they immediately began to evacuate the elf’s camp, and even ignored their companions who groaned on the ground, as if they had received a strong and irreversible order.
When the last eagle figure disappeared from the sky, only the painful groan of wounded elves remained in the camp.
"Clean up the wounded, we must evacuate as soon as possible."
The elf elder gave orders, but just after his words, Irindal appeared in front of him with blood stains.
"Evacuation? Where are you going to lead them? Is there a safe haven here?"
Ilindal asked aloud, leaving the elves who were busy with the wounded to treat the wounded.
This is indeed a question that all elves are puzzled in their hearts. If the previous battle did not suddenly turn, I am afraid that everything will be destroyed in the energy vortex released by the fountain of elves and now, in this land full of enemies Above, how do the elves continue to survive?
"Can you give a better opinion?"
The elder stared at the ground, his tone revealing a deep sorrow, "Fear, despair, if we do not continue to evacuate, this emotion alone can already kill us countless times, as long as we continue to walk, we will There is hope, as long as there is hope, we can always survive."
"Do you want to use the spring water to plant the seed of Hida?" Irindal shook his head, as if he couldn't believe his inference, "In this kind of place? Do this fish in a place where this enemy can wipe you out in a blink of an eye. Decision?"
Ilindal still wanted to say something, but the elder took a step forward and pressed the cane in his hand against his chest.
"You can despair, young elf," although his old, pale cheeks are old, his eyes are still sharp, "but please don't let your despair become a plague, kill more people."
The old man’s voice was then lowered, so low that only Irindahl could hear it--"I understand what the final fate of the ethnic group is, but who will bow down and admit defeat until the last minute?"
Wait for what Irindal said, the dark sky in the distance was suddenly illuminated by a golden light!
Then, it was a thunderous thunder rumble that swept through. After a long time, it was a shock wave that had weakened into a breeze
"What is that?"
She turned around and frowned 1.
"No matter what it is, it will not be something beneficial to the ethnic group. I feel the brutality and killing in that breath, and its releaser is no different from that group of beast-like guys—"
"No!"
Elindhal interrupted the elder’s words, but her expression was more dignified—as an assassin, her perception was extremely sensitive, and the breath of the shock just made her vaguely aware that she seemed not stranger
"I will investigate the situation."
"We will not wait for you."
The elder's expressionless expression, and then turned around and led the remaining five hundred people of the Japanese elves to evacuate without any hesitation.
Irindal stopped and watched the collectives marching towards the distance. There was a sense of absurdity. Did they leave the community for too long and have forgotten their rules of affairs?
Or are they different from the Japanese elves in their imagination?
Too late to think too much, Yilin Daer did not hesitate to embark on the road opposite to the ethnic group. After working in the "creed" and "night watch", she believed in her instinct, rather than looking for something that does not exist "Hope", she wanted to understand whether her hunch was really correct.
The gleaming light in the night sky is strange to this burning plain.
Morpheus was surrounded by another large group of tauren after being comatose for less than an hour. Seven or eight sledgehammers, which were more terrifying than the siege hammer, hit the comatose at the same time. This human who killed nearly 10,000 orcs was smashed into meatloaf.
On the contrary, the group of Tauren's sledgehammers broke off one after another, and they were blinded by the dazzling light.
They uttered a painful wailing, but their hands went crazy towards the body of Morpheus like crazy, and even a tauren bowed his head to pierce him with that sharp and hard long horn, but no matter what attack, it was in Morpheus body The sudden appearance of the golden barrier on the surface completely failed before.
The Morpheus, who is still in a coma, is stunned and deep in his memory at this moment.
It was as if he had used the soul link circle to see the memories of Hydera and Sphinx. Morpheus stood in front of the house where he once lived under Hooke Town. Under the gloomy sky, he saw a The man in black robe standing in front of the yet unspoiled wooden house, arms folded slightly with his back against Morpheus's slender figure-it can be seen that she is a curvaceous woman, and she turned sideways slightly At that time, he saw the woman holding a baby in his hand.
Morpheus narrowed his eyes.
But before he could see clearly the appearance of this man in black robe, he bent down and placed the child in his arms in front of the wooden house door, then turned his head down and left.
Out of three steps, the black robe stopped suddenly, seeming to want to look back and look again-but she still sighed and continued to walk towards the distance, what surprised Morpheus is that not far away, Tang Jidi, with a silver armor, stood there, and the image was much cleaner than any time in Morpheus's impression.
Short hair, neatly trimmed beards, delicate and even dazzling armor and his chest symbolizing glory...a family emblem with an eagle painted on it.
The black robe woman stopped slightly when she walked in front of Tang Jidi, and nodded, as if to say something-Morpheus only saw Knights of the Round Table Tang Jidi de expressing a formal knighthood without expression, and then the woman disappeared In the blur at the end of the field of vision.
Is this why I came to Hooke Town?
Morpheus looked at the back that might have disappeared from her own mother, and suddenly awakened from the dream1.
Opening his eyes, the glimmer of the rising sun made him dizzy for a moment, but the swaying figure immediately occupied the entire field of vision of Morpheus-as his perception and memory returned to normal from chaos , Morpheus found his situation
Rolled over, Morpheus roared, and the explosion exploded instantly to all orcs around.
The inexplicable power envelops the breath of the Templar plane and fills the body again after the Morpheus body reaches the "limit", just like a soldier who suddenly took a violent potion. Morpheus waved his hands and started again Endless battle!
Countless minotaurs, orcists, and eagles rushed in, and as they approached Morpheus, they were torn into pieces like being thrown into a meat grinder-his attack was transformed from pure physics or magic The nature is transformed into "the power of the soul" due to an explosion from the bloodline!
The powerful power from the "soul" makes Morpheus understand why Minos said that the essence of the "barbarian" is really not the pure muscle use method Heisel taught himself-because it is hidden in the soul Power is far from being usable by everyone who says it can be used-Morpheus comes from the bloodline of the "Temple" awakening at the limit of physical fitness, making his soul energy like water droplets overflowing the glass, and let him thoroughly discover this. When a person can freely control the power of his own soul, the explosive jump in power is far beyond anyone's imagination.
Thousands of Orcs have been completely cleaned up within three minutes of the siege of Morpheus, and Morpheus has experienced what is called the "wonderful dang" trend under the release of nearly infinite soul power-- But after killing all the enemies in his field of vision, he with red eyes suddenly felt an irresistible weakness.
Weakness from the soul.
I don’t know how to control the release of soul energy. Morpheus uses too much energy storage in a short period of time, just like a prodigal son squandering the legacy of his father’s hard work. It’s cool, but I forget that it will bring What consequences.
"Cough"
The inexplicable weakness made Morpheus suddenly kneel down to the ground like a serious illness. The fragments of the sacred gun in his hand could hardly be held. He looked around to look for water, but he saw a step in the blur Approaching figure 1,
"Morpheus?"
The other party hesitated not to step forward, and his vision was beginning to blur. Morpheus narrowed his eyes. His body became weaker and weaker. He vaguely felt that the other party’s voice seemed familiar, but he didn’t wait for him to answer, but his body was not controlled directly. Fell to the ground
Unlike the coma after the exhaustion of Morpheus a day ago, at this moment, his consciousness is clear, but he is gradually losing control of his body.
The figure in the distance ran lightly, and the other party seemed to shout his name in the field of vision, but Morpheus found that he could not hear any sound, only the white world in his eyes could see the shaking shadow .
"Water"
When Morpheus uttered the word dryly, he found that he was holding his head to drink a little water in a water bag.
His body was sore. He wanted to hold the water bag in front of him. His sore fingers just lifted up and pinched a delicate palm.
Looking down to the side, Irindal's blood-stained look came into view. Morpheus and she stared at her for a few seconds before returning to Shinto: "Why are you here?"
Ilindal, relieved, took back the water bag and replied: "This is also the question I want to ask."
Take a deep breath, Morpheus finds that his body seems to be reshaped after several days of fighting. He looks down at the fragment of the sacred gun that has been stuck in his waist and bluntly said : "Because I want to be stronger."
"Become stronger?"
Irindahl looked behind him—the two were now in a hidden cave, and the narrow cave had a lot of sunlight underneath, as the smell in the stall indicated the identity of the original occupants here, but Obviously it was not safe here. She turned back and frowned at Morpheus. Some unbelievable replied: "Do you think you are not strong enough? So come to this place to hone yourself? Are you crazy?"
"How about you? You are not crazy, so you only met me in such a place--" Morpheus looked away, his expression was a little unnatural, "and saved me. If it were not you, maybe I would not Drink your last bit of water here 1,"
He took a deep breath and held back the hot pain in his lungs, whispered: "You saved me, thank you."
"I don’t have time to discuss this kind of thing now, dear'Governor'." Ilindal's gratitude to Morpheus was just a stunned effort, and she seemed to forget her head. She wiped her face clean. Bloodstained, once again looked out of the cave, "I don't have time to reminisce with you here, because my clan may be attacked by those orcs at any time, and this time they may not be as lucky as they were last time, so--"
"Here are the groups of Japanese elves? How did they survive?" Morpheus frowned, apparently accepting the words from Eindhar's mouth, "Did they come from the death path?"
"Although the words are unpleasant, they seem to be like this. My people have no way to escape."
Irindal placed the water bag next to Morpheus, "Resume well, I might not be here next time."
"Goodbye."
She got up and prepared to walk out of the cave without hesitation, it seemed she was not going to look at Morpheus again.
"You will die here with your clan."
"If the fate of the Sun Elves is like this, then I will not refuse."
Yrindal, who has abandoned her identity as an intelligence officer, understands that she is meaningless to live in the world when the ethnic group is destroyed, so she does not hesitate to give the answer.
Everyone has an inexplicable perseverance in their hearts, just like Morpheus came here because of Ashcandi’s existence, and Ilindal, who spent almost a lifetime to trace his own ethnic clues, will also be seen by ordinary people Perhaps he gave up his life for insignificant reasons1.
Morpheus looked at the back of her departure, and couldn’t help but inquire—if one day, someone told himself Ashcandi would never come back, would he give up everything?
The sunlight in the humble cave was covered by the figure when Irindal left, Morpheus took a deep breath, shook the water bag with only a few drops of water in his hand, pinned it to his waist, and then gritted his teeth to hold back With pain all over, he walked out of the cave.
Looking around, Irindal's figure has disappeared.
"I came here, not to die in the wilderness."
He looked up, looked at the dazzling sun above his head, grinned, and had a certain determination on his pale face.
When Irindal followed her trail, she understood that the worst scenario she might face.
Along the way, she speculated from the ground footprints and those messy battlefields that her ethnic group had suffered at least two small attacks, and left the corpses of more than fifty Japanese elves to get rid of the orcs. Chase, that is to say, there are only more than 400 people left in the entire ethnic group running dead on this hot and desolate burning plain.
They lack water and food, and even more terrible is the lack of confidence to live.
And when Irindal turned over a low hillside, following the **** smell and noise from the air, and saw the few clan in the distance fighting another batch of orcs, this The Sun Elf still runs straight ahead without any hesitation, and contributes her last strength to defending her ethnic group-she understands that there are no other forces here to draw support and no allies; she also understands The weak Morpheus will not find it here. The guy who is difficult to stand up is now incapable of protecting himself. He may leave him by himself, perhaps just because of the difference between their destinations.
The fierce battle continued. When Irindal rushed into the enemy line, he found that the elders who had led the clan resistance had been injured by the Hawks who swooped in from the air. He was bloodied and he fell to the center of the team, his face pale.
Looking up, the thousands of orcs have almost overwhelmed all the Japanese elves. Even some of these brutal and cruel guys squatted directly on the ground and ate the bodies of the Japanese elves. They were bloodthirsty and hungry. Killing and being slain forever on this grassless plain, as if the fate of the Japanese elves had long been doomed since their appearance.
"Poof!"
Irindahl’s dagger has separated the enemy’s throat for the first time—the slight delay of cutting through the palm of her hand is no longer as smooth as it was at first.
Exhaustion~IndoMTL.com~painful.
Because of continuous running and fighting, she feels that the air around her seems to be getting less and less, and even when she breathes in a big mouth, she feels a vertigo.
In the distance, the elder was once again attacked by a "suicide attacked sphinx." His **** flesh fell to the ground with a huge impact belt, and the cane in his hand symbolizing strength and status flew straight out.
Irindal turned his head and looked at the wand that was spinning and falling to the ground. Like many Japanese elves who were at a stagnation at this moment, they showed a desperate expression-and at the next moment, she was caught by a tauren because she briefly lost her mind. Fly directly to fly out!
Huge power cannot be resisted at all, and Irindal feels that his arm seems to be directly broken, and the dagger also flew out of his hand, and the scene in front of him spun quickly, but he finally fell to the ground without embarrassment.
An inexplicable element barrier underneath blocked Yilin Daer, who was about to touch the ground. She coughed up a blood and covered her broken left arm, opened her eyes wide, and looked to her side.
The wand that fell to the ground was gently picked up by a human palm, and then it pointed to the tauren who had just hit Ilyndal