Elf, what are your three views?

In the dead of night, Yalar finished his joy. He took a bath, changed his clothes, and left. The warm and fragrant nephrite in the red building was not as comfortable as his own bed. Greda's calm skills allowed the carriage to run smoothly, and the team of guards were experts trained by Claymond. However, these potential assassins were investigated very clearly, and they made careful arrangements for these.

A crossbow was first shot at Glida, who was driving the carriage and the highest in the battle. Glida opened his big hand and held the arrow of the crossbow, but his palm was still worn out, dripping with blood, and the arrow had magic attached to it. The effect almost crippled Greda's hand. The violent and honest Greda was enraged and rushed towards the attack site like an angry beast. Aral sensed the sudden incident on the carriage. When he opened it, he saw Greda's fury. He did not stop her. His dog was angry, so of course he should take revenge.

The guards reacted quickly and gathered around the carriage. Arrows came from all directions and shot at them like rain. If they were blocked, there would always be some that missed them. With just one breath of arrow rain, the guards were lost. Quite a few. Next, another wave of people came out to shout for death. Some guards had already fired flares, but it would take some time for them to arrive. The other party obviously wanted to fight quickly and finish them off before the city guards arrived.

There were shouts of death outside and sudden assassinations, but Yalar didn't panic at all. Not only was he confident, but he had also experienced it many times. The magic arrows even broke through Yalar's carriage defense. Looking at the arrows that came in, Yalar had no interest in being a big hedgehog. Newman had to get some sturdy material. It was such a no-brainer. This thing is definitely not good enough in the interstellar era.

Shi Shiran got out of the carriage, as if taking a leisurely stroll in a dangerous environment.

"You're very brave." Above Yalar, the God of War praised. At least this guy's courage is admirable.

The Elf Emperor also nodded, but he was a little more rational than the God of War, knowing that Yalar must have the confidence to act like this. In short, the current Yalar has no merit in the eyes of the Elf Emperor.

Yalar was outside the carriage, looking at the carnage in front of him with a natural expression, with a faint smile on his face. There was no panic or joy. It seemed that everything in front of him was as worthy of appreciation as the bright moon and stars in the sky. It was this leisurely feeling that made the Elf Emperor in the sky look at him differently. Not being afraid is very common among humans, but there are no gods who regard killing as a sight of the bright moon and stars.

How did the Elf King know that life and death, which were feared by others, could only be changed in Yalar's heart. After he truly understood the meaning of this, he no longer had any fear of death. In his early years, Yalar's domineering behavior was a release from repression, and his later domineering behavior was based on his self-confidence.

The guards around Yalar suffered heavy losses. Greda was entangled by the masters and had no time to rescue. The rescue team was still being launched. Amid the crisis, Yalar had no intention of taking action.

"It's time." Looking at the killer not far away who was about to shoot another crossbow aimed at Yalar, the Elf King felt that the time had come. He raised his hand to cover his face, and the elf emperor's majestic appearance and peerless elegance immediately changed.

If the star-like silver hair turns black, the luster is like a waterfall, and is loosely tied with a purple hairband. The scattered hair is scattered around the ears, hanging in pieces in the ears, elegant and unruly. The ears, as slender and elegant as wings, have become exactly like humans; the emerald green eyes are still the same, with a gentle and profound feeling; the facial features have been condensed, without the ultimate beauty of the Elf Emperor, leaving only three points of similarity , but ordinary gentleness and elegance, which makes people feel like spring breeze without the sense of distance; a temperament that is not stained by smoke and fire, although it has been restrained, the demeanor brought out by the bones will still be revealed in the words and deeds, even if it is the first time to meet someone , and also give him a point of view that he can believe.

The change of the God of War is very simple. His golden hair has turned into deep red, but his appearance has not changed. Why? Because the statue left in the temple is not his real appearance at all, and he also uses a virtual one to meet with believers. The face that comes out. The reason is even more simple, because his baby face is so incompatible with the God of War and has no deterrent effect. The heroic orcs and warriors, seeing the baby face of the God of War, will not have the power to inspire people.

The figures of the two gods disappeared into the sky. Yalar heard an energetic voice not far away shouting, "What are you doing?" Looking reflexively, he saw two figures coming out of a corner. Before he could get a clear look, a red-haired figure ran over quickly and got into a melee with the killers who attacked Yalar.

While Yalar was distracted, the crossbow arrow had already been fired. The sonic sound of breaking through the air could actually be produced manually in this world.

"Heart." In just a blink of an eye, another figure appeared next to Yalar, holding Yalar's arm with one hand, making Yalar retreat a little, and just enough to pull Yalar away. Leaning in his arms, he raised the staff with his other hand and created a defensive shield to block the crossbow arrows.

Yalar did not use the wall, and the Elf Emperor easily took Yalar's hand. Yalar was thinking about asking the other party to kill him, and let his life power run rampant into annihilation. He would kill all these assassins and let people know that he is not easy to mess with. As for the innocent lives lost in annihilation, I'm sorry, Annihilation will Let all life information disappear, and you can't die anymore, so you can't resurrect. Yalar is unapologetic about it, too. Living near the ambush site was the mistake they made, and this mistake would doom them to death tonight. Arallodin is such a cold bastard, no wonder no one loves him.

The first official meeting between the two was a scene where the hero saves the beauty.

In the eyes of the Elf Emperor, it was the first time he saw Aral face-to-face. The young man's sharp appearance with a sense of luxury and the careless look in his dark eyes towards the dangerous environment did not stir up any waves in Gadvi's heart. , when looking at Yalar, the thought that passed through my mind was that this is the person I will fall in love with in the future. Such doubts and confusion.

In Yalar's eyes, the concealed appearance of the Elf Emperor was not that outstanding. Yalar stared straight into the Elf Emperor's beautiful emerald eyes. Because of his past experiences, his life was full of conspiracies and exploitation, so he had no interest in a certain person. These things are very sensitive, and after he saw through himself, he unexpectedly became good at seeing people. The moment he saw the Elf Emperor's eyes, Yalar saw the emptiness and hypocrisy in them, which made him have the first impression of the Elf Emperor. The senses are not good.

A very ordinary, ordinary mage? Yalar wouldn't think so. From the Elf Emperor and the God of War, the moment they appeared, Yalar could feel their differences. Such a hero saves the beauty, and Yalar, who is not very bright mentally, concluded that there is a conspiracy.

"Are you okay?" The Elf Emperor smiled gently and asked with concern.

The hypocrisy is eye-catching. Yalar frowned in disgust, not hiding his dislike for the Elf Emperor, "Let go." At the same time, he pulled his hand away from the Elf Emperor's palm.

Being treated with such undisguised disgust for the first time, the Elf Emperor was not angry. He still smiled in a good-natured manner, maintained a defensive shield, and kept half a step away from Aral. It was the first time that he was so obviously disliked by someone. The Elf King didn't even feel the novelty. He didn't understand Yalar's disgust at all. The Elf Emperor wondered, had he offended Yalar in some way?

The Elf Emperor did not suspect that Aral's dislike of him was due to his belief in evil gods and his dislike of him as a righteous person. For a start, Aralgen didn’t know his true identity. Secondly, unlike the God of War, he would think that this was the layout of the evil gods. If it hadn't been for this unexpected peek into the future, how would he have known about Arallodin and where the evil gods were planning? Without him to let him go, the three evil gods in the underground world alone would not have been able to see him. How can we find Yalar to plan the future? You would think that the evil gods were involved, and it was probably after a period of time that the evil gods discovered that he was stranded in the main material world and getting along with Aral.

Yalar did not express his gratitude to the Elf Emperor for his rescue, nor did he refuse the Elf Emperor's protective shield. Looking at the red-haired God of War fighting bravely, Yalar could not see a trace of gratitude in his eyes, only thoughts. The pressure of the Holy Domain suddenly came. Yalar noticed that the God of War was unaffected. He turned his head slightly and saw that the Elf Emperor was also unaffected. The lowest level that is immune to the influence of the Holy Domain is the Holy Domain. When did the strong men at the sanctuary level become worthless? You can just meet two of them. There was a lot of leisurely slander in Yalar's heart, or maybe it was sarcasm.

Yalar's actions were not secretive. Of course, the wise Elf Emperor discovered it. He also thought of the first half of Yalar's thought without explaining it. He still had a gentle smile on his face. If it were other people who thought of it the same way, they would think. It's unpredictable, but Yalar thinks it's just a pretense.

The only person who sent out the pressure of the Holy Domain was Carmelita in Saint Lily City. After seeing the signal, the transformed Sanctuary of the Dead hurried over, but she arrived too late. Because the assassins have all been eliminated.

"Carmelita, you're too slow." Yalar was quite dissatisfied with Carmelita's reaction speed.

"I'm sorry, sir, it was my dereliction of duty." Carmelita bent down and apologized.

"You did neglect your duty. You didn't notice the scale of such an assassination in advance." Carmelita's negligence was not only due to her slowness in her actions.

"It's my fault." Carmelita never evades her mistakes. Carmelita's heart is full of anger. She has always been arrogant about her intelligence, political skills and intelligence collection, but today someone dares to do this. Hit her in the face. Come and check out the “xinwu” Weixin official account to see more interesting things