Black Scepter Chapter 31: Fountain of Elves (5000 words)
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A blue energy ball burst straight out of the top of the cane and hit the tauren with a height of more than five meters in a blink of an eye
"Boom!"
This is not an ordinary elemental explosion, and the soul strike with great energy produces nearly a hundred times more energy than the ordinary "flame explosion" when contacting the opponent. The tauren with two arms blocked is directly in the light. It became dust, and then more than two hundred orcs in the radiation range of the fan were directly blown out by the shock wave for more than ten meters!
The Hawks in the sky were hit by a burst of shock waves and fell to the ground because of fainting. They broke their necks one by one directly!
Ilindal, who squinted her eyes, was incredible, because it was the Morpheus who was so weak in front of her who was so weak before releasing all this!
A Morpheus with ragged clothes and scattered hair is holding the wand for energy transmission. Without a word, he ran towards the resistance line of the elven race, and tore apart the thick pile of hundreds of orcs almost instantly. Formation-The cane stick in his hand was changed to a physical swing, but he could blow up with a half-orc within a range of more than ten meters every time he hit the enemy!
Each punch of Morpheus seems to be wrapped in an invisible "flame burst", the exploding air waves directly blast countless orcs into fragments, because of the existence of Morpheus, nearly a thousand orcs attacked the target He turned his spear directly from the elf and pointed at him, while the young elves left completely out of contact with the orc. M
Soul energy is like well water dug from the ground. It will quickly recover as time goes by, but the result of overdrawing her teeth is the same as Jeanna’s death to protect Ashkandi!
Because of the strong counterattack of Morpheus, he gradually became the center vortex of the battlefield. With his teeth clenched, he looked at the pale Ilyndal lying on the ground in the distance, and then looked at the only remaining. More than 300 young elves immediately jumped up and led the crazy half-orcs towards the distance
"Don't do this!"
Ilindal suddenly seemed to know what he wanted to do. She who knew Morpheus’s physical condition would not think that this was a rescuer from the sky like the elves next to her, but Irindal who tried to get up again coughed up a bit of blood-being heavy After being hit, all her internal organs and her internal organs were shocked. She could not move at all for a short period of time. She could only watch Morpheus flying all the way down, and disappeared on the other side of the low hill
Just as the last half-orc figure disappeared from the edge of the hillside, a blue light rushing straight into the sky suddenly bloomed, even covering up the sun’s brilliance.
"Boom--"
The dark ground in the field of vision was violently shaken like a wave of water, which caused those elves who had not yet recovered to fall, and the violent shock wave that followed followed by the blowing of Irindal, who rolled out for four or five meters.
After all this, the world seems to be completely silent1.
Irindal opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but found that he was almost silent.
She tried frantically to get up, but was ran over and held by her companion in the group, and was ready to bandage the wound and then evacuate again-but the elf who had never left the hillside copied the thought. The young elf who wants to drag himself away, shouts with exhaustion: "Go over there to save him! Go!"
The elf bandaged for Irindal shook his head in horror, and seemed to have been frightened, but his refusal instantly made Irindal lose control-she waved her hand and slapped it on the other side. Face.
"Pap!"
The clear voice stopped the elves who were retreating anxiously in the distance.
"Go to save him! Save him!"
Irindal’s hoarse voice made everyone hear her unshakable stubbornness—but at this moment, no one responded to her order in the face of this strange sibling who had just appeared for a while.
The elves in the distance gradually turned their heads and continued to move towards the distance. The injured elder fell into a coma and was carried up the road, but the two elves who were preparing to carry Ilindal also because of this stubborn guy They were asked to save the man and he was unable to take her away.
Finally, the guys who have been slapped by Ilindal for several times because of dissuasion are not ready to give up-not only to give up to save Morpheus, but also to give up Ilindal.
Is this the same family?
Looking wide open at the two elves walking away, this one has never revealed in front of outsiders that even a weak elf can't help but shed two lines of tears1.
Not disappointment, but disappointment, total disappointment.
Lying on his back, Yilin Daer resisted the pain and wiped away her tears. After a short break, she stretched her hand and tightened the bandage on her right arm. She spit a few sputums of blood and turned, and disappeared towards that Morpheus. Climb the hillside.
However, before she walked far away, two ugly wolves appeared on the low slope. They were predators that wandered the burning plains. When they saw Irindal who was crawling hard, these two wolves Without a word, he rushed towards the Japanese elf who had almost no resistance on the ground!
Withdrawing his remaining dagger, Irindal gritted his teeth and made a full-fledged gesture, but the first wolf that rushed straight in had not yet hit, and its head burst out of thin air!
"Pap!"
The other wolf had not yet understood what was happening, so it spine was broken by a fist while it was running, and it rolled directly out of the ground far away-when it stopped, its body had split into two parts, and the intestine was carrying Blood stained the ground.
Irindal squeezed his dagger tightly and raised his head, but saw a staggering, gasping figure holding his knee.
"Morpheus?!"
He seemed to want to say something, but his face was white and scary, his lips did not have a hint of blood, and the black magic pattern on his upper body turned into lavender, as if he had been hit by a potent poison, he straightened after a long breath. She got up and came to Elindal with her twisted steps, and picked her up without saying a word.
The Japanese elf has a stiff body. She has never imagined that she had such contact with the young big consul-but before she had time to be shy, Irindal immediately noticed something was wrong.
Morpheus did not breathe hard, but held his breath and trot towards the distant Japanese elf ethnic group.
This is absolutely not normal—Irindal embraced Morpheus's neck with both hands and raised his head, but he saw that his pupils seemed to be spreading out unstoppably. The energy in his pupils was gradually disappearing!
Dou Da’s sweat beads stayed on Morpheus’s forehead, but he didn’t exhale once, completely slacking his head forward, and Irindal suddenly panicked and saw that Morpheus didn’t die. She hadn't had time to relax yet, but she found that the guy holding herself seemed to be going unstoppable
Destroy.
The two people who fell a few hundred meters quickly caught up with the elves. His appearance surprised the Japanese elves. Irindal was immediately picked up by the two elves, but turned his head to reach out. Yilin Daer, who was holding Morpheus forward together, found that Morpheus, who was relieved, smiled miserably at himself, and then lay down straight back
It is completely silent.
Irindal screamed, turned over and fell to the ground, exhausted all his strength to climb to the side of the Morpheus, reached out and opened her eyelids-but she only saw the young man's blue Color pupil.
At this moment, Ilyndall only feels that the noisy sounds around and the clan who came over to help completely disappear from her senses. She seems to have fallen into the bottomless abyss-despair of the clan's choice, despair of their indifference, The despair of Morpheus desperately saved a group of ignorant and indifferent elves.
At this moment, grief is greater than death.
But Irindal suddenly remembered something, and she didn’t know where the strength came from. She actually stood up and gritted her teeth, and walked staggeringly towards the clan who was ready to escape again, a few steps Arriving in front of the elders who had no guards-the latter lying unconscious on a stretcher stretched out in a coma-and with one arm broken but still possessing the power of an advanced assassin, Irindal stared straight at the elders, two words Not to mention reaching out
"What are you doing--"
Before the young elf who was staying there had time to question, Ilindal was slapped out with one hand, and then she took out a crystal bottle in the elder's arms directly, and walked away!
"You can't do this! That is"
Several elves around came and tried to stop Irindal, but she found that she had run to the side of Morpheus with all her strength. Ilindal, who couldn’t move with one hand, bit the stopper directly with her teeth and wanted to lift it. Hand instilled Morpheus, which had been silent, but found his lips closed tightly-so that he could not drink anything at all
The next moment, in the stunned expressions of the elves who were trying to stop her, Irindal raised the slender crystal bottle and poured it into his mouth as much as possible-then bent over and kissed Morpheus
All the elves who were about to stop her stopped completely.
The crystal bottle fell to the ground, and the drop of the bright blue "Fairy Spring" in the rush of the bottle oozes into the ground. At the next moment, the charred black land has undergone earth-shaking changes from this point-from charred black to dark yellow, the ground Taking the place where the spring water infiltrated as the center of the circle, it expanded straight out, changing the color and nature of the entire land, and then the ground gave birth to tender green grass. The growth rate was almost five seconds to make hundreds of square meters of land become A lush green field!
And in the middle of this green field, Ilindal, who held Morpheus tightly and kissed it all the way, slowly raised his head.
There is also a bright blue trace of the “Fairy of Elves” in the corner of her mouth. Because of the “method”, she inevitably swallowed some spring water, and the consequence is that her body is slowly suffering. The change of words-the flashing blue light in the double pupils flashed away, and the wound on her body healed in the blink of an eye.
But all this did not make Irindal’s expression change. She just stared blankly at Morpheus and even forgot that she was lying on his chest.
But Morpheus seems to have no response. With the passage of time one minute and one second, Irindal feared and expected, but did not see any signs of his recovery
"Wow--"
The child’s cry made Morpheus excited, almost instantly, he understood that he was in a dream1.
The scene in front of me is familiar, but in front of the wooden house of Hooke Town, after the black robe woman puts herself in front of the foster mother’s door, she is still the baby’s own, crying, and the surrounding silence is abnormal. Germany has long disappeared.
"Squeak--"
For a long time, the wooden door opened, and the figure completely forgotten from his memory appeared in his field of vision. The adoptive mother of Morpheus-the country woman with a sloppy and vulgar face-looked at her with a sleepy cry at the moment Morpheus, I can’t believe what I saw, but I stepped back and closed the door after the next second, as if I had never come out.
However, within a few seconds, she opened the door again, sighed, and bent down to hug the crying baby-her posture was nothing like a woman who hadn’t taken care of the child. Holding Morpheus in one hand, she gently pulled away the same black swaddle, and saw the magic patterns covering him.
"What a unfortunate child."
The bucket-like figure does not conceal the mother’s kindness and love at this moment. She gently shook Morpheus in her arms and turned back to the humble wooden house
After witnessing everything happening, Morpheus immediately noticed that the surrounding scene gradually disintegrated and disappeared, and he seemed to be thrown into a dark and chaotic space without any barriers and no land under his feet. He wanted to get rid of this abyss that made him gradually feel scared, but found himself sinking deeper and deeper, until a little blue light appeared above his vision.
"Morpheus!"
There seems to be a vague voice on the top of my head shouting at himself, and then the voice gradually becomes clear and abnormal. Morpheus strives to move upwards, trying to get himself out of this quagmire of consciousness, and finally envelopes his blue light in an instant after a few seconds Completely disengaged-it feels like jumping from a cold river to the surface
"Call--"
Exhaled abruptly, Morpheus opened his eyes and found himself lying on a grass with the fragrance of grass. Before he turned his eyes elsewhere, he found that his chest was suddenly pressed by something-
"Asshole 1,!"
Crying words mixed with Elyndal's fist hit his chest, Morpheus looked at the scene in front of him with a stunned face, and then immediately reflected what had just happened.
Using the final soul power to lead the Orc army, and rescued the elf in front of him, and then completely lost consciousness-all these things have not been considered, and Morpheus only produced a trace at this moment. What if Ashkandi is to be afraid of this reckless behavior if it really causes him to die?
In fact, Morpheus understands that if he thinks about it and watches the sun elves and Irindal disappear in this land, then he is not qualified to save anyone.
Moving the body, Morpheus was surprised to find that he completely recovered from the near-death fatigue and soul deprivation and seemed to be full of more powerful power.
Power from the soul.
"Where do they want to escape?"
I don’t know if I should say thank you to Irindal. Morpheus glanced at the crystal bottle on the ground, but chose another topic-and Ilindal, who had been lying on his body, also felt a little embarrassed, she Half a step back, looking around the tribes who don't know how to deal with it, said softly: "Where you flee, the result is the same."
"I guess this thing is very important, right?"
Morpheus thought about it, or pointed to the crystal bottle-he could perceive the changes brought by the bottle, and the changes, fluctuations and rhythm on the ground were exactly the same as the changes in his body.
Irindal nodded.
"That's easy to say."
Morpheus exhaled lightly, got up, and extended his hand to Irindal who was sitting on the ground: "The rest, leave it to me."
"Do you think this is the end?"
In the Koslo Valley, Corian asked, looking at the exhausted Hydera with his hands on his back.
Hydra's body is covered with various wounds, and not far from it, eight Yalongs are also scalded all over the body. The long battle has left the group of Warcrafts all covered with blood, of which the most is Hydera. -Its wings are covered with tattered cracks, claws broke down in three places, the bone spurs on the tail have broken at least seven, it is mentally weak, one eye cannot be opened because of serious injuries, and the dragon horns on the head Broken one piece, lying on the ground and unable to move because of pain. Facing Corian's words, Hydera could only barely raise his head in response.
It really can't hold up~IndoMTL.com~If the appearance of this barbarian just stopped those crazy blue yalongs, Hydera must have been a result of a severe share, but his first sentence was on the face But he felt trembling.
The barbarian stood in front of the huge Hydera, looking at the big mouth that was enough to swallow his blood basin directly, and continued expressionlessly: "The blood you have is far better than you think, but you Like these Yalongs, I didn’t know that I could advance to become a real dragon by striving-oh, little reptile, I can see that every battle before you was using your own physical advantages, which is the same as you The owner is almost the same, only tilting the fire power that he can control to the enemy, and turning a blind eye to his truly powerful power, isn’t he?"
He reached over and pressed Hydera’s faucet, and his pupils suddenly radiated a blue light-this moment, his breath was not the same as the blue dragon that had nearly killed Morpheus. Second generation!
"Do you know why I left you?"
Corian’s palm rests on Hydera’s head, and as his body glows faintly, a faint rune appears on his wrist—that’s the “rule” written in Hebrew. Two words.
"That's because the ‘law’ needs you and be as strong as possible with your master.”