Dust of History Chapter 100: Variable (4)

"Actually, I think it's better for you to let us go. Put down the leaves of the world tree, and I can swear in the name of Mafa that you will leave safely." Elder Lloyd said suddenly.

"What, are you crazy or stupid?" The dark golden skull mask made a faint hoarse and weird voice.

"These thorns and vines transformed from the ancient war tree are used to deal with giant dragons. The poison on them can make even dragons unbearable. Your system will not be better than giant dragons." Although Elder Lloyd The scars on the necromancer's body behind him could not be seen, but the smell of blood could be smelled.

"What is useful for dealing with dragons may not be useful for humans." The necromancer said lightly. "You and I are both sensible people, so there is no need to use language to try and run."

Elder Lloyd smiled and said, "Oh, really? With your skill, you can actually take the leaves of the World Tree and leave directly. You don't need to take us as hostages..."

"Stop talking nonsense. Let me remind you that an elf without a tongue can also be a hostage, or I can change one." The necromancer waved his hand, and the smile on Elder Lloyd's face suddenly froze. All of his white hair suddenly fell down, not only his hair, but also his beard and eyebrows. Only then did everyone see that the necromancer was holding a strangely shaped dagger. In addition to the long and pointed dagger body, there were two very long canine teeth protruding from the handle, cold and sharp.

It was not the Necromancer's words that stunned Elder Lloyd, but the murderous intent. I don't know if it came from that weird dagger or from the necromancer himself, or a combination of the two, it is not ostentatious but directly infiltrated into the bone marrow, this is the real murderous aura that only has slaughtered countless lives , lifeless. A person who can have such a murderous look and possesses such a dagger will never be a person who likes threats.

In fact, he didn't just say these words to the other party, but also to other elves. In fact, he was not able to figure it out at the beginning. After all, the poison on the thorns was used to deal with dragons tens of thousands of years ago. He has never tried it on anyone, so he will speak out to test it. And now the other party's reaction is enough to explain all the problems.

Looking at the bewildered look of the other elves around. Elder Lloyd's forehead was soaked in cold sweat, which came out of a hurry.

"Okay, get the **** out of here." The necromancer dragged the two elf elders to the outside, and the elves outside gave way one after another.

Elder Lloyd felt like his blood vessels were about to burst. He clearly felt it, the hand holding his back seemed to be trembling. He was already sure that as long as the elves could ignore the safety of the two elders, no matter whether they used the ancient war tree or attacked, they could definitely knock down this necromancer, and at most they would just kill a few more people. But that's better than the leaves of the World Tree being taken away.

The necromancer carried the two Elf Elders forward and hurried forward, walked to the edge of the ancient war tree and went down the stairs, Aiyimei, who was released from the thorn cage, ran behind. The gathered elves didn't dare to get close, and the knowledge gathered around them and kept moving. Luya didn't know if she was also controlled, and she didn't speak a word from the beginning to the end.

Finally, Elder Lloyd sighed in his heart. A sense of complete helplessness and fatigue hit. He knew that his fellow elves were not stupid. Even if he couldn't understand the situation of the necromancer, he would definitely not be unable to measure the value between the leaf of the world tree and the two of them. They knew that they could not be cruel enough to sacrifice the lives of these two elders and perhaps more elves.

It is very difficult to make a choice based entirely on reason. The more important the thing to be discarded, the more inner strength is needed. People who hold military books in their hands and talk about military affairs on paper will never understand. There is only one person in a hundred who can fly bravely and cut his wrists. And the elves have always maintained the peaceful and simple nature of kindness at that time. But in the current situation, this kindness is indeed weakness.

Even if they understand rationally that they should make a move, this kind of weakness will make them useless to think whether they will make a move without knowing it. If they suddenly sacrifice the lives of the two elders and many elves, the necromancer will still die. Escape with the leaf of the world tree. If you don't take action, at least the two elders will be fine... Maybe there will be a way to get back the leaves of the World Tree in the future... It doesn't matter if you are stupid, reason is always just a tool of emotion.

It seems that the elves have been plagued by disasters. There was never a time when I was not in a passive position, and there was never a time when I didn't suffer a loss and suffered a lot. All due to this weakness. Following the teachings of Marfa all the time, the pure and peaceful culture has maintained a kind nature, unlike human beings lost in the cumulative distortion of sexual desire and battle, but it has also lost its strength.

Just as the true power of a man lies not in weapons but in his heart and soul, so the power of a race lies in culture. When deliberately suppressing the heart of fighting, while retaining kindness and simplicity, it also loses the minions of self-defense. Even with a huge and invincible fortress like the Ancient War Tree, it cannot protect the leaves of the World Tree.

Maybe at this point, the leaves of the world tree really can no longer remain in the hands of the elves. Elder Lloyd can only think so now.

There were not too many obstacles along the way, and the necromancer with the dark golden skull mask took Elder Lloyd and Luya to the edge of the Whispering Forest just like this.

"Don't follow, we will release this female elf after we leave." Walking out of the Sunwell barrier, the necromancer seemed relieved, left Elder Lloyd behind, and continued to pull Luya, leading Following Aiyimei, she walked into the distance.

The elves continued to follow, but Elder Lloyd waved his hand to stop them.

"Maybe this is really fate...at least we can relax in the future." Elder Lloyd said with a sense of loss and ease.

When the elves could no longer be seen, the necromancer finally left Luya behind. Then he suddenly fell to his knees, and with a wow, a big mouthful of blood spurted out from behind the skull mask.

Call it blood because of the strong smell of blood. If you only look at the appearance, it looks like a big mouthful of green paint. This big mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground and splashed on the necromancer's clothes, and plants like grass and vines grew out immediately, and then these plants grew vigorously for two or three seconds, and then quickly withered and withered. The weird blood became ashes all over the place.

The necromancer suddenly stabbed his arm with the dagger in his hand~IndoMTL.com~The blood that came out was also green. A **** and black mixed breath flashed on the dagger and sank into the necromancer's body, and he stood up.

"Thank you, little girl, I haven't thanked anyone for decades." The necromancer was actually talking to Luya, who he had been holding hostage all this time.

Luya didn't speak, but Knowledge shook her head. She had a weird look on her face. Ai Yimei who followed looked at the two of them inexplicably. She seemed to understand somewhat, but not completely.

"Okay, I've tried my best. The next step is to ask you." The necromancer took out the emerald green leaf of the world tree from his arms, and handed it to Ai Yi along with the dagger in his hand plum.

"You...you are..." Ai Yimei hesitated to answer the barrier. "It's better for you to exchange it for Brother Asa..."

"No, I've reached my limit. The old elf guy is actually right. I really can't stand the poison on the thorns." The necromancer shook his head. Although his voice was still hoarse and vague, he had already Can feel weak. "I can't let that boy named Inham see my truth, it will make him unscrupulous. You take this Nick dagger and say that I have something urgent to go back to Dejagu. If he dares to play Hua Hua... just wait to be cut off by this dagger."