Black Scepter Chapter 29: Extermination

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"Why leave it?"

In the Koslo Valley, a sudden figure asked Corian who was standing there - and not far from the barbarian guru, Hydera looked at him diligently, and just wanted to fly up to follow Morpheus. Ke Lian grabbed his tail and threw it on the ground, so he squatted aside and dared not move. WwW. NgWeNXuE. M

The dragon family who had fought Morpheus before appeared suddenly in front of Ke Lian, and asked his question with a cold expression.

In the face of this powerful dragon family almost unknown to the mainland, Ke Li'an has no unexpected look at all. He has relaxed posture and has been familiar for a long time without any precautions.

"I didn’t come here to tell you the old story. If you choose this place, I will naturally have something to do."

"Oh? The only "dragon descent" in the world came to the Koslo Valley just to practice an ordinary human?" The other side pouted, "I even wanted me to support you. His bloodline is worth so much money Zhou Zhang?"

"He doesn’t have much time, nor is "us"."

Kelian just calmly restored the sentence, and then stopped speaking, and the man who turned into a dragon looked up at the direction where Morpheus disappeared, shook his head, and turned to disappear.

This is the territory of the Blue Dragon, and Ke Li'an is the only dragon descent with blue dragon blood. For thousands of years, there have been countless people who want to come here to "slay the dragon", most of them died in extreme environments, a few died from the siege of countless sub-dragons, and there are very few who really let the pure blood dragon take shots-more The important thing is that the person who can let him shoot and stay alive to go out alive has not been recorded since ancient times.

No one knows what the connection between the dragon and the entire continent is. Some people say that the dragon clan was once the dominator of the world, and some people say that the dragon clan was the guardian of the world. But in the eyes of the barbarian Ke Li'an, the dragon clan is already a heavy and There are prides that are too old to move forward, but their glory is old.

Although there are three dragons among the members of the "Law", this cannot hide the huge decline in the influence of the entire race on the mainland pattern.

The general trend is unstoppable.

"Little guy, you may not know what your master will face next, and what will become-but in the end, you still have to match his strength, right?"

He is called "little guy" by Hydera, who is out of his body dozens of times bigger than himself, but without any sense of disobedience, and after he said this, Hydera squatting in place seemed to have a hunch Raised his head and looked around.

"You are a potential abyssal dragon, but you just need someone to inspire you."

The status of the barbarian guru is far more simple than Morpheus imagined. When he turned away from this flat square, Hydera’s body was split open all around-the six-headed sea-blue Yalong appeared in It's here, and it rushed straight at it!

"Oh, first of all, you need to understand what despair is." Corian said silently: "Then you can learn more."

Morpheus looked at the billowing smoke on the horizon and took a deep breath.

This does not belong to the human world, and there is no civilization here, because everything in front of you is linked to "barbarism" and "primitive".

Countless eye-catching creatures rushed in madly after they noticed the existence of Morpheus-and the identity of this group of guys exceeded the imagination of Morpheus: Cyclops, Keklops!

They are by no means what they saw in the underground arena, but each figure is half larger than the one they were killed by when they were 1,1! Even more frightening is that they actually exceeded 300 in number, and all of them were armed with weapons and acted quickly.

But in the field of vision, those guys who crossed the horizon in the distance also rushed like crazy

"Test?"

Morpheus has no choice, take a leap forward and start the challenge with his strong strength

After three days of endless fighting, he began to feel weak.

Three days and three nights, he never felt that time passed so slowly that every minute at this moment seemed to have passed through a century.

Fight?

From the beginning to the end, Morpheus found that he had never escaped any battle, from one battlefield to another battlefield, from encountering a batch of enemies to encountering another batch of enemies, the idea in Morpheus’s mind has been from the initial "After fighting this battle" becomes "God bless you after finishing fighting this group of people, let me rest"-this transformation has meant for a human being alone in the so-called "burning plain" It is about to fall into a predicament shrouded in despair.

This is not a Hookshire forest covered by forest. There, Morpheus can perch on tree trunks, take a nap, find water, and get fruit to satisfy the hunger - but on this untouched scorched soil, he can only face Batches of wild beasts rushed forward, including Cyclops, strange-looking half-orcs, extremely high-level Warcraft, Yalong flying in the sky, and even blood-sucking poisonous mosquitoes.

Morpheus’s crystal filament energy has long been exhausted. His eyes have extremely heavy dark circles. The top is broken into pieces, revealing a black magic pattern. The two sacred guns in the hand are covered with various kinds of blood and are carried on the surface. His scroll has been exhausted. At this moment, his fingers are sore and unbearable, and his legs are weak.

But even so, he still has to face the seemingly endless opponents-all the creatures here, as long as they see Morpheus, they come straight as if they smell a **** shark, not afraid of any threats, not afraid of any Sacrifice, go on to succeed, as moths put out fire.

Why is this?

Morpheus would like to question loudly, but he has no strength to shout,

His body is like iron forged numerous times by a hammer, suffering endless pains from time to time. At first, he soberly thought that this was Ke Li'an, "the barbarian guru" for himself The measures taken with strong strength-but after three days and three nights, Morpheus has gradually moved to the other extreme with red eyes.

He began to feel that...all of this was a trap for Corian and even Minos. He was thrown into an abyss that he couldn't extricate himself. There was no escape route, no choice, he could only sink deeper.

So he began to hate everything.

From the initial passive defense to an active offensive, Morpheus changed from a shield to a terrifying vortex, strangling all the moving objects close to the field of vision-hunger, and swallowed the sickening raw meat. , Thirsty, he swallowed blood directly.

He was like a demon in hell, tearing off one creature after another with unknown hands but rushing to the end-until the end, the magic pattern of Morpheus disappeared again unconsciously, which makes His power is as endless as a blowout, and once again brought an endless killing catastrophe!

But in the end, the advanced Morpheus suddenly stopped like a machine without power.

Looking back and looking around, the wilderness behind him is full of blood and corpse residues, including tens of thousands of all kinds of Warcraft, more than 300 Cyclops, and countless "half orcs"- Including giant tauren, centaur who can use bows and arrows, orcs who are more than twice as strong as ordinary humans, and eagles who have wings and poultry...

Morpheus no longer knows how much blood has been contaminated with his hands, nor how much of his own heart has changed along the way-from the frustration of being forced to defend, to the bloodthirsty bloodthirsty to break through the bottom line, to the end Sober from chaos...

"What the **** did I do?"

He breathed dry air in a big mouth, and his body has been in a state of peak fighting even if he is now in a fatigue period1.

"Boom."

Morpheus sat down on the ground, covered with wounds and covered in blood. He felt that his body was as heavy as lead, and the consequence of severe overstretching was... he fell into a coma directly the next second.

On the silent wilderness, the murderous young man lies among the corpses, the situation is like the evil sacrifice of some religions.

The night of the Burning Plains is never as peaceful as any other place on this continent, but it is also full of irritability and restlessness.

Like a beating heart beneath the ground, the volcano at the end of the land is always about to explode. The thick smoke covers the starry sky. The black land is not grassy. It seems that there will never be any plants growing here. There are only bones left by decaying corpses on the ground, and they will shatter into soot with a light touch.

But on this hazy night in the moonlight, an uninvited guest on the Burning Plains ran quickly following the traces on the ground.

Irindar Moonshadow, the Japanese elf who once served as an intelligence officer in the city of West Sellin, now appears in the Burning Plains, an area where few humans can reach, for her only long-term wish.

Find your own ethnic group.

The decline of the Japanese elves is obvious to all humans on the whole continent, but few people stand out and are willing to help. In the end, this once great race had to embark on the road of exile-they were not exiled by humans, but themselves. Exiled, because this race found that the vast human world no longer has much room for themselves, and they never chose to retreat because they were unwilling to take the initiative to fight.

Where to retreat?

The clues of the city of Sisrin brought Yilin Daer to the far north—and in the ice and snow, the intelligence officer finally found the traces of the elves living on the ice field with his own skills. After tracing, she finally overcame the entire Yamida Mountains with her tenacious perseverance, but what she saw on the way was shocking.

There are not many roads leading to the other end of the mountain range, and each of them almost challenges the physical limit-the barbarians are reluctant to come here because they know that it is meaningless to conquer this mountain, and only human beings are romantic Travellers will try to cross the mountains, and more are the "warriors" who find trouble with the blue dragon.

However, the countless corpses that Irindal saw along the way have proved the horror of this mountain-and what makes her mind more tight is that there are countless days of elves in these corpses.

Over the mountain, the oncoming burning plain and the unimaginable and dangerous half-orcs made Irindal stunned. She had never imagined that there was such a region in the world, but the traces on the ground clearly told The ethnic group she wanted to pursue also survived in this rough land.

With her outstanding ability to disappear, Irindal circumvented the wandering orcs, and she drove at night to find the humble camp at the end of her vision after a few months of walking alone.

A camp for the Japanese elves.

It’s hard to imagine how excited Andalil’s emotions are – the years of quest have finally come to fruition, and she thought that she might not find a clan in her life. She could hardly believe that she really did it, but when When she stepped into the camp and was intercepted by the security guards, she found that the difference in the living conditions of this group was far beyond Iindal's imagination.

Judging from the traces on the other side of the mountain, this may be the largest and last group of Japanese elves, there should be at least 3,000 people, but when she walked into the camp, she found that there were only less than 600 people here.

Soon, the Japanese elf who had been out of the group for a long time saw the elder of the current group-an old and weak old elf.

Her conversation with the elder was very short, but the result was so disappointing for Irindal

This is the last group of the Japanese elves. The once three thousand people fell to six hundred due to the severe cold when they crossed the Amida Mountains, and the battle and hunger after coming here. All elves can’t see anything. Out of the way, they have completely nowhere to go in this land full of crisis, they can only passively greet the battle from the Orcs again and again, consuming the population 1, again and again.

Maybe until the last person.

Ilyndall might understand why they would stay away from humans even if they wisely wipe out the clan wisely--because this elder elder who may be older than the total number of years of the Continental Empire does not shy away from telling her a fact /

The only remaining three bottles of the "Fair of the Elves" and the "Seed of Heda" are on his body. These things are invaluable to the elves. They mean the hope and meaning of the elves to survive. But for human beings, these things mean power and strength-the "spring of the elves" is said to be the spring water of the lake that existed when there was no human in this world, which makes people immortal and has supreme power, and can make the soul never dissipate .

The "seed of Hida" is the only proof of the prosperity of the Japanese elves. Once this seed is watered with the "spring of elves", it will grow into a giant tree that provides shelter and living space for the elves. .

These two are placed in the hands of human beings, which will completely distort the original functions and become the source of countless disasters. Their effectiveness and status are no less than that of the "Savras Scepter" in the hands of Morpheus.

Irindal doesn’t know how to describe her mood. Her original joy and excitement were completely smoothed out by the pessimism of the ethnic group, and she didn’t wait for her to come up with an idea. This temporary camp sounded the unique alarm of the elves.

The attack came from the Orc.

The elves standing on the temporary sentry tower started shooting with their bows in the distance, and there were flying eagles in the sky. The number of elves fell to the ground, but the number of elves was too small. The sleeping elves had just had time to pick them up. Weapons, the barbaric half-orcs have already entered the camp!

The elf sentinels standing in high places were torn into pieces by more than ten sphinxes, and then the group of guys flying around to take control of the air immediately began to dive and attack, most elves on the ground used bows and arrows However, the number of skilled people is less than a hundred, and the rest are all young and old. Although they are armed with weapons, they can’t get a little cheap in front of this group of powerful half-orcs

"Boo 1,!"

The green light flashed, and the elder elder held a wand and tried to lead the clan to resist. His strength came from the mother of the earth. He reached the level i. His strength has diminished, and now he has reached the limit of his body. His pale face bombards waves of enemies-more than one hundred and fifteen veterans, seventeen taurens and The attack team of more than 20 Hawks is really difficult to resist. Even though Ilyndal, a superb assassin, is a rare attack force, the fate of the entire camp being shoveled seems inevitable

Irindal jumped from a tauren with a height of more than three meters with two daggers~IndoMTL.com~ The latter's neck has been cut open by her, and the blood sprayed soaked the surrounding land like a fountain, but With a big gasp, she found that there were more and more enemies around her—after the block was blocked, her attack delay was getting bigger and bigger, and even her robe was cut into several places by the opponent's brutal weapons

Outnumbered.

This is the current plight of the elves-only a hundred people actually seem to have combat power in the seemingly more than 600 people, and these elves were killed by the half-orcs in the first face-to-face charge. Most of the death, although the bow and arrow are lethal to these guys, but when the powerful elves die, those young elves who cannot pull the hard bow can no longer let the arrows penetrate the thick skin of the enemy.

This war seems to have doomed the fate of the Japanese elf community.

Irindal, who flashed from left to right, killed seven taurens, but the more than 100 strong orcs have broken through the lines of defense made by the elves with their lives. On the chaotic battlefield, she gradually stopped. In his own footsteps, he looked at the scene in front of him with red eyes, completely desperate.

Did the clan you found desperately need to be wiped out like this?