Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 186

The winged bird flies through the air and looks like a small black dot on the ground.

I really didn't expect that such a small bird could fly so high. The thing flew so fast that people with poor eyesight couldn't even see it when it flew through the air.

But it suddenly stopped in the air and fell straight from the sky.

Until it falls into someone's hands.

The guy was playing with this soft little bird and fell from such a high place. All the bones in his body were broken, leaving no trace intact. The bones in its proud wings had been broken into pieces, embedded in the rubbed flesh.

Logically speaking, this is a scene that anyone would find disgusting, but this guy didn't seem to think so at all.

He suddenly smiled, and there was a little glimmer of light in his hands. In this faint light, the bird actually resumed its heartbeat that should have stopped long ago.

Then, he let out a cry of blood. It was a cry caused by unbearable pain. Because his vocal tract was destroyed, he could only emit the gas squeezed out from his shattered lungs.

The guy actually saved it, and then tore off its two wings. After watching the soft thing slide in his hand, he casually threw the wings and the bird on the ground.

The light he provides it will allow the little creature to live for a week without eating, drinking or sleeping. During this period, its restored skin and flesh will have old bone fragments embedded in it. Until the light dissipates, it will live all day long. Crying and wailing.

This guy is Ori, and to him these are just fun little games.

Ah, everything in this world is so beautiful

Ori took a deep breath, and just stretched his body, and a little bit of golden light gathered around him, just like the believer in the church portrait who carries the holy light behind him no matter where he goes.

But it's not a cultist, it's a god.

Wherever it goes, everything is bathed in light and feels its anger and pain.

Under his control, the light turned into sharp blades the size of hairs, which could easily cut off the meridians of animals or scorch their flesh. The big tree was catalyzed into a twisted monster. Growth and withering were displayed on the same tree. The sound of the branches rubbing together was like the mournful cry of the tree.

Wherever Ori passes, the creatures greet its arrival with heart-rending screams, like chants following the god.

This makes it feel that everything in the world is so beautiful

Ori suddenly regretted that he had slept on the throne for several months. It turned out that the outside world was so fun.

The world is so big, so big that it doesn’t know where to start its revenge against it.

Because after all, Ori is a child who only grew up in a small mountain village and the Forest of All Souls, and rarely goes to other places.

So maybe in his impression, the world is not big. And the part that belongs to him is very few. It should be said that in the whole world, only his brother is the only thing that belongs to him, but this only thing that belongs to him also turned into nothingness in the struggle.

Therefore, when it understood how big the world contained in that map was, Ori suddenly felt how small he was.

But after a moment he was relieved.

Since the world is so big, he doesn't have to worry.

You can completely throw away the map and move forward at will, making all the places you pass into places full of mourning. That will definitely be a very interesting thing.

This time he was trying to climb a high mountain, a mountain that reached into the sky.

The name of this mountain is Boundary Ridge, which is one of the markers of the dividing line between the human race and the elven race. Passing through this is the territory of the human race.

Although Ori can fly over this mountain with ease, it would be too boring, right? A mountain that can be crossed easily is unattractive.

So he slowly walked up the mountain, turning everything along the way into a twisted paradise.

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