Picked up an Elf King [Western Fantasy]

Stina was really convinced by him. She was still distracted under such circumstances. She strode forward, picked him up and ran away.

The necromancers were in hot pursuit behind them.

Stina and Hormone have grown up together, and they know the relationship between him and Persian cats, as well as this past event. Now it seems that he has obviously brought the three of them closer to his illusion of the past.

But when he had the accident, she was not with him. Now that there is another one of her, maybe the content of the script will change.

At the same time, Weisit looked at the barren slope in front of him, speechless and choked.

This unreliable black dragon.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, he still hasn't changed some of his little habits, such as unconsciously pulling people into random illusions when he is emotionally excited or other unstable situations.

If he hadn't considered that Stina might be staying with him, he would have wanted to let the group of necromancers chase him for a while, so that he could remember and not be so reckless.

Visit recognized the surrounding environment, recalled the place where he first met the hormone, and moved forward quickly.

……

After being carried by Stina for a while, Hormone finally came to his senses and wanted to come down in a panic.

"I'll run by myself, you can't run fast with me on your back!"

Stina didn't have time to look back and said viciously: "Shut up! I don't have time to put you down now!"

She didn't wait for the hormone to speak before asking: "Where did you get out of trouble?"

Hormone: "Bell Stone Bridge."

Stina: "Okay."

Then he glanced at the nearby necromancers from the corner of his eye, gritted his teeth, and increased his speed again. The overloaded explosion made her very uncomfortable, and there was a bloody smell in her throat, which she suppressed tightly.

Soon, soon. Stina silently counted the distance. When she was approaching the stone bridge, she suddenly felt an extremely strong wind coming from behind. She looked down and saw a black shadow coming towards her, and she immediately turned around forcefully. direction.

The forced change of direction in such a rapid pace increased the load on her body, causing a trace of blood to overflow from the corner of her lips.

Then, she heard a loud "bang".

The Necromancer's attack was blocked.

Stina was pulled into a warm embrace.

She smelled the fragrance of vegetation.

"Who are you?!" the leader of the Necromancer asked vigilantly.

Visit looked at the hormone hanging on Stina's shoulder with disgust, pulled it off, and then stood up straight.

Hormone stood obediently next to Visit, like a junior apprentice who had made a mistake.

"It has nothing to do with you." Although Stina and Hormone have shrunk and turned into children, Visit still looks like a teenager and has not changed at all.

Stina looked up at him with some confusion.

He's a little different now than usual.

Normally, Visit seemed to her like a well-behaved and weak boy who needed her protection. Although she knew that Visit was actually very powerful in combat, whenever she saw him, a desire for protection would emerge in her heart.

But now, his temperament has become very different from usual, like an unsheathed sword, sharp and sharp, as if the tip of the sword is pointing directly at the enemy's vital points and shining with cold light.

Stina didn't know what she thought of, and her face looked a little weird.

But Visit's eyes were focused on the necromancer in front of him at this time, and he didn't notice the change in her expression.

He knew that these were just phantoms, not real enemies, but if he was hurt by them, he would still feel uncomfortable when he returned to reality. The higher the damage suffered in the illusion, the more damage he would suffer in reality.

The Necromancer plays the role of villain dutifully: "Death to those who stand in his way!"

He waved his hand, and the necromancers behind him immediately raised their staffs.

For a moment, various dark rays of light emitted from the top of the staff, making the surrounding environment very strange.

Stina bared her teeth fiercely, threw out her dragon's tail, and made a fighting stance.

The hormones that came back to their senses also made preparations for war.

Visit put a protective shield on them and touched Stina's head.

"protect yourself."

Unprepared, this illusion suppressed his strength to the level of his youth. Although it did not last long, it was still enough to prevent him from exerting his full strength.

But the current strength is enough.

Visit's sharp eagle-like eyes swept over the enemies in front of him and quickly judged their strength.

There is no divine messenger, only one bishop, and the rest are priests.

The power structure of the Kingdom of the Undead is relatively simple. Under the Lord of the Undead, there are four great envoys, ten bishops, and hundreds of priests. The rest are unknown minions, who are not to be feared.

All in all, there are no particularly difficult enemies among this group of necromancers.

Stina responded crisply: "I know."

She glanced at the hormone and found that the other person had returned to normal, then she looked back with relief.

In the moment they were communicating, the Necromancer's attack had already been charged up, and a large dark black ball of light came straight towards them. The flowers passing along the way were corroded by the ball of light and looked like they were withered.

Visit's expression remained unchanged. He didn't see him using a weapon. He spread his palms flat, and a faint green fire appeared in his palms. The fire grew when it met the wind, and soon turned into a fire tornado, whizzing forward, turning those strange black All the balls of light were swallowed up in the hurricane.

The expression of the undead bishop changed slightly.

This elf's strength exceeded his expectations.

Visit was too lazy to deal with them anymore. He raised his arms and the surrounding trees made a rustling sound. As if in response to his call, countless green light spots flew out from the trees and grass blades, merging into a huge green line. chain.

The undead bishop's expression suddenly darkened, he waved his hand and shouted: "Withdraw!!!"

He roared this word heartbreakingly, and the sound penetrated deeply into the ears of every necromancer.

But it was too late.

Although the huge green chains were huge in size, they were extremely flexible and evaded all the attacks of the necromancers. They seemed to be alive, tying these necromancers into strings like rice dumplings.

The necromancers were twisting wildly, like fish on a sticky board, but they couldn't break free.

Hormone thought that he seemed stronger than before.

He didn't know that this was the result of Visit not hiding his clumsiness. It was the first time that Huo Huo met him, and he didn't use all his strength to deal with a stranger, but now, with his sweetheart present, he used all his strength.

Visit knelt down, looked at Stina with soft eyes, and asked: "What do you want to do with them?"

Hormone was on the side, looking at him frequently and opening his mouth several times, but in the end he didn't dare to say a word.

Although he was the victim being hunted, the actual victim was Stina, so he had no right to say anything.

Although he still wanted to express his thoughts.

Unexpectedly, Stina shook her head and pulled her hormones back.

"The original victim only had hormones, so he should make the decision. Although it is just an illusion, but..." Stina pursed her lips and looked at hormones.

Hormones are a little helpless.

He lowered his head and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The necromancer opposite was already cursing.

"If you want to kill, hurry up! Why are you waiting so long!"

"A bunch of sanctimonious villains!"

……

The only one who didn't curse was the Bishop of the Dead. He looked at Visit thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking. Just when the hormones just started to rise, his pupils suddenly tightened and he stared at Visit. A sharp voice blurted out: "I know! I remembered! You are -"

Before he could finish the rest of his words, Visit strangled his throat with a chain.

Visit's eyes were cold and without any warmth.

Stina looked at the undead bishop with his neck bones broken and his neck hanging limply. He was obviously dead. What did he want to say just now?

She asked the question.

Weisit didn't blink: "I don't know, but he just wanted to use words to attract our attention and take the opportunity to escape."

Stina said "Oh".

Visit looked at Hormone again and asked, "What do you want to do with them?"

The hormonal body shook imperceptibly, remembering the painful memories of that year.

That group of people took advantage of his young age, low fighting ability and being alone to humiliate him wantonly. After catching him, they broke his hands and feet so that he could not move or escape, sealed his magic power, and pulled off his dragon scales one by one.

However, the dragon scales did not satisfy them. They also cut his arteries, released the dragon's blood, and collected the dragon's blood. Necromancers are always greedy. Seeing this pure-blooded black dragon that can only be slaughtered by them, they become more and more courageous, and even want to extract the dragon's tendons and bones!

Fortunately, Visit happened to pass by at this time and saved him.

Hormone looked up at them with gloomy eyes: "Just like back then."

Whatever they did to him, he would retaliate.

eye for eye.

Visit rubbed his head and responded warmly: "Okay."

Stina looked at them doubtfully.

then? Hormone and Visit have known each other for a long time? ? The two of them teamed up to hide it from her? ? ?