The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 463 The Holy Maiden 26
Siru laid the scroll flat on the ground. She knelt down with a pious expression, closed her eyes, and a string of ancient and mysterious spells slowly came out of her mouth in a rhythmic tone.

Black arrows flew straight over like a meteor shower, and the white barrier on Siru's body began to flicker, getting weaker and weaker, as if it would be penetrated and broken in the next second.

"Crack!"

An arrow pierced the barrier, and with the arrow as the center, thin cracks suddenly appeared, like a fine spider web.

Siru didn't care, her singing voice was like the sound of heaven, clear and holy, yet peaceful.

Her voice grew louder.

The entire cave was as bright as day.

At the same time, the scroll on the ground began to emit a dazzling white light, and the white light shot straight into the air. In the vagueness, an old man with a magic wand had a solemn face. Well, he was the ancestor of the Rice family.

The dark elves' movements slowed down, obviously, Siru's spell made them very uncomfortable.

After all, they are creatures living in darkness, and all things that contain light and purification are harmful to them, and they will resist from the heart.

Lin Xi breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, glanced at Siru who was squatting in front of his heart, and frowned, not understanding what the saint was doing.

Moreover, this heart...

The skeleton old man only felt pain in his head. It had a ferocious face and shouted, "Kill her, kill her!" The voice was sharp and ugly, like nails scraping on the wall, driving people crazy.

but,
"stop!"

A roar was heard.

As soon as Lin Ximeng turned his head, he saw Ken appear in the middle of the cave at some time.

"Ken..."

She was surprised and happy, and a smile appeared on her face unconsciously. For people who are used to being cold, it was like the first snow melting and spring flowers blooming.

However, Ken didn't look at her, and didn't seem to hear her voice, and stared at Siru with gloomy eyes, as if he wanted to eat someone.

"stop!"

These words were not spoken to the dark elves, but to Siru.He had a stern face, and his handsome and charming face was full of cold murderous intent.

Lin Xi's next words were blocked in her mouth, her eyes looked back and forth between Ken and Siru, her red lips were tightly pursed, full of suspicion.

Being ignored for the first time made me feel a little uncomfortable.

Sensing the similar aura from Ken's body, the Dark Elf stopped the ongoing attack.

"Patriarch?"

They looked at the skeleton old man inquiringly. This man smelled a bit like Lord Demon God.

Dark elves depended on demon gods for their lives, so they were naturally very sensitive to its unique smell.

The old skeleton man also looked at Ken suspiciously. This man looked no different from a human being, but he exuded a deep darkness and a dark aura.Its pupils shrank, and it suddenly dawned on it that it could be...

"who are you?"

It looked at Ken and asked.

I already have the answer in my heart, but I still need to confirm that there is no difference.

Not long ago, it had a dream. Don't ask why the dark elf had a dream, it just did it anyway.

It took that as an omen.

In the dream, it was in a dark and desolate place, where there was no grass growing, and the black mist filled the air. It didn't know where it was, but it was not afraid at all, lying on the ground, pious and respectful.

Suddenly, all the black mist condensed quickly, as if a mysterious force was controlling it.

Only then did it see clearly that the ground was strewn with corpses, and wherever its eyes went, it was full of bones.

The black mist formed a huge monster in the sky. It was huge. Anyway, it could be seen as soon as it looked up. It almost occupied half of the sky, and the whole sky looked even more gloomy.

It looked at those bright red eyes, and immediately lay down on the ground, trembling, and its heart was about to stop beating.

"Master Demon God!"

There is no doubt about that.

The Demon God is very satisfied with its awe-inspiring attitude, so he said, it will continue to sleep, but the chosen successor has appeared, and will come to the Dark Forest in the near future, and will inherit all its power and become a new generation The god of the demon clan, at that time, the dark elves must recognize him as their master and become his most loyal servant.

Well, just sauce.

"Yes Yes!"

The skeleton old man prostrated himself on the ground, nodding repeatedly.

It woke up from the dream in shock, not understanding what the dream meant, but it was actually clear.

The devil has found an heir.

But in this world, in the entire Tia continent, throughout the ages, no one can compare to Lord Demon God.

Ants.

Until it saw Ken, it suddenly had a voice in its heart, this person will lead their dark elves to glory, a glory that has never been seen before.

"Follow him! Follow him!"

The voice kept tempting, "You don't need to hide in the dark forest anymore, he will let the dark elves stand in the sun openly, just like..."

"Same as the elves you have always been jealous of."

Elves!
The old skeleton's eyes suddenly widened. In just a moment, his eyes changed. He was willing.

Oh, we are all elves, how come those hypocritical guys can be admired and praised by the world, but they can only live like mice, living without dignity.

Now, the successor of Lord Demon God has appeared, and the history of the dark elves needs to be rewritten.

"My king, we are willing to be the most loyal servants by the king's side and follow the king's side."

It knelt down, placed one hand on its chest and placed its heart, lowered its head, and spoke with great piety.

The patriarch knelt down, and even though the dark elves behind him didn't understand the situation, they followed him and knelt on the ground to express their determination.

Lin Xi was stunned.

They were still enemies just now, and they wanted to kill them. How did this f*ck turn into a Lord Recognition Conference.

Ah.

Sure enough, the folklore that the elves are particularly fickle is not unfounded.

The skeleton old man raised his head and looked at Ken expectantly. However, Ken didn't look at it. It should be said that he never left Siru's eyes from the beginning to the end.

was ignored.

Skeleton old man: ...

Well, it's not angry, not angry at all, the heir of Lord Demon God needs to be a little bit more tempered.

In the cave, the white light was even worse. Si Ru half-kneeled in front of the scroll, looking at Ken with a half-smile.

stop?

Why?

The corners of her eyes were full of sarcasm, "Oh, it's you. But it's only now, don't you think it's too late?"

Ken sneered, with a domineering air in his voice, "Late? It's never too late for what I decide!"

Therefore, this deity unceremoniously accepted your life.

Siru shook her head, with a regretful expression on her face, "Young people, it's good to have self-confidence when you are young, but if you have too much self-confidence, you are arrogant, self-righteous, and self-righteous."

Well, but since you're still young, forget about your bragging.

Next, not much to say.

According to the established urine nature of the vicious female supporting role, failure is always due to talking too much.As the villain who is the opposite of the protagonist, fast and precise is the correct way to open it.

The corners of Siru's lips curved into a malicious smile, and a scepter suddenly appeared in his hand.

She held the scepter, and before everyone could react, she stabbed fiercely in her chest.

Where the heart was, blood spattered immediately.

(End of this chapter)