Five kilometers away from the High Fence Castle, Tyrantil stood beside a huge rock, looking at the silvery-white hedron the size of a grain of sand embedded in it. Obviously, this was all a recent phenomenon, as he remembered very well that there had been no such strange mineral here before.

As Lina said, these silvery white things emit strange radiation all the time, not only killing countless small animals such as voles, birds, frogs, etc., but also causing a large number of plants to wither, and the main area presents a sick ecological environment.

After carefully blessing himself with an energy shield, Tyrantil gently dug a grain with his fingers and carefully observed it. It's a kind of transparent solid crystal, a bit like glass to the touch, very rounded around the perimeter, and it looks like it's been melted, as if it had been embedded in the rock by some kind of explosion.

Just as he was about to probe deeper, suddenly, a wave of magic surged through the air, followed by dozens of portals being opened, and in the blink of an eye, a whole team of heavily armed dark elf warriors appeared. Judging from their attire, there are warriors, thieves, priests, and mages, which can be described as fully equipped, and they are definitely not enemies that can be easily dismissed.

But the most shocking of them all was an old man with almost all his hair and several pus-sores on his face, who looked like an undead creature. He looked terrifying, almost skinny from top to bottom, and a fist-sized silver-white spar embedded in his forehead, which looked exactly like those small particles on the rock.

Tyrantiel felt a great threat from this immortal creature, especially the huge energy radiation that could not be concealed. It's like a talisman. If it weren't for the protection of the energy shield. I'm afraid I'll be killed in a few minutes. He asked aloud, "Who are you?" Why is it near my castle? ”

The half-dead dark elf old man stared at his cloudy eyeballs and let out a tingling smirk: "Hey, hey, hey! Not bad. As a mage hovering near the threshold of the legend, your reflexes are quite sharp, but not enough in my eyes. Now obediently put Henry. Hand over Angomei's heirs, or today will be your death! ”

"Who are you? What is the enmity with Henry? Tyrantiel asked with a cold face. He heard an unforgettable hatred from what he had just said, and he knew without asking that this guy must be Henry's enemy.

"Who? Enemies, of course! I want him to feel the pain of his own children being killed! The old man clenched his fists and shouted frantically. His abscess-covered face was unusually distorted, and the huge hedron on his forehead flashed back and forth. It looks weird.

Hearing this naked declaration of revenge, Tyrantiel finally confirmed his thoughts. As a great (mage) master of the good camp, of course he couldn't hand over two innocent children to this guy in front of him, so without saying a word, he immediately began to bless protective magic and prepare for a bloody battle.

The old man of the dark elves sneered disdainfully, and mocked in a low voice, "I can't help myself! Now let you see what the real power is! In order to get it, I made myself look like this person is not expensive or expensive, in order to ask Henry. Angome revenge! ”

"Revenge? I didn't dare to go to Henry himself, but came to deal with the two children. You're just a coward! Come, let me see what your so-called power is. With that, Tyrantiel entered the battle mode with full attention. He could tell. Those little green crystals embedded in the rocks definitely have something to do with the person in front of you, maybe some kind of new magic. It could also be some kind of special direct progression, which must be quite difficult to deal with anyway.

"Nope! There must be a battle between me and him, and only one of them will survive. But before that, he had to pay the price! A terrible price! It must be painful! It's more painful than I am! As for you, it's useless anymore, so go die! ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the huge spar on the old man's forehead instantly emitted a brilliant white light, and in just the blink of an eye, Tyrantil felt that his chest had suddenly suffered a heavy blow, and none of the spells blessed just now had any effect, followed by a loud bang, a huge energy impact erupted, and a small mushroom cloud rose within a radius of tens of meters.

He didn't even have time to react before he was stunned. The entire lower half of his body is gone, and although he is not dead yet, he is almost gone. At the current rate of bleeding, life will be lost in a maximum of five minutes. And the small hedron embedded in the skin is also quite deadly, maybe you will die of radiation before the blood runs dry.

A dark elf smiled cruelly and drew his sword to cut off Tyrantiel's arms. Suddenly, the old man who had just done it stopped him: "Stop! Priest, stop the bleeding for him, don't die, I'm going to let him give it to Henry. Angome reported the news. ”

"Hehe, use children as bait? It's the perfect revenge, and I can't wait to see it with my own eyes. As you wish, Master Chasma. After saying that, a dark elf priestess licked her lips, took two steps forward, and performed a "healing serious injury" to stop the blood gushing out. She clearly enjoyed the process, revenge and killing, always the most beautiful words in the dark elves' dictionary.

"I have to let this guy suffer and suffer, and see my own children die in front of me, before I kill him. No one can stop this revenge! No one! Chasma said categorically. Even the other dark elves around him were frightened by the coldness and madness that he had expressed, and they all lowered their heads slightly to show their respect for the strong.

It turns out that this guy is the enemy that Henry made when he first went underground, the dark elf archmaster Chasma, and the unlucky ghost Nalomin who died. Nakore's biological father. For revenge, the guy went deep underground and found this ore that emits powerful radiation. After research and refinement, he discovered that this thing could not only produce a huge amount of energy, but it was also quite difficult to guard against.

In order to be able to harness this powerful energy, Chasma did not hesitate to take risks. Embed it in your own brain. Obviously. As a result, he gained extraordinary power. It has even crossed the threshold of legend, but the price is not small, the current half-dead appearance is one of them, and the internal organs have also been mutated due to a large amount of radiation, and they are enduring extreme pain all the time.

Now, this Avenger is back. He wants to give back all the pain he has suffered over the years, and this is just the beginning, and there is a whole plan of revenge waiting to be implemented. He vows to destroy all that Henry holds dear. Family, relatives, friends, territory, people, this qiē is the target of revenge.

Seeing that only half of Tyrantiel's body had completely stopped bleeding, Chasma said to the other dark elves, "Let's go, it's time to take the castle." Without the presence of a high-level mage, it would be vulnerable at all. ”

Soon, the Dark Elf team was heading in the direction of the High Fence Fortress. It didn't take long for them to come to the solid gate. With an order, the attack began. It only took a few minutes for the legendary mage Chasma to blast open the door, and the Dark Elf Priest quickly blessed the warriors with divine magic. They swarmed in and engaged in a fierce battle with the golem in the corridor.

The sudden change scared Alan to the point of losing his soul. He couldn't believe it. The well-defended castle was so easily captured. Now it's too late to escape, and the entire space around the castle has been firmly locked by spells, and the only exit has been blocked.

Thankfully, Lina and Liv had snuck out a few minutes earlier, otherwise they would have been served in one pot. All Alan now wants is that his aunt and sister don't come back too soon, so that at least someone can run back and report the news.

The fierce battle downstairs was soon over. In front of the magical sword of the dark elves, even the strongest golem could not stand it, and it didn't take long for it to be completely destroyed. Next, led by the mage and the priest, the fellows began to search each room and secret door in the tower one by one.

Alan struggled to compose himself, curled up tightly, hiding behind a portrait in the hallway. I don't know if it's useful, but the darkness around you can at least give you a sense of security. He remained silent, silent, motionless, waiting for his fate.

Unfortunately, ten minutes later, a mage detected the place with a spell, and a warrior brutally took the little boy out of hiding. They didn't stop for a moment and took it directly to the hall on the first floor.

Looking at the heir of his enemy, Chasma's face showed a hint of revenge. He crouched down and stared at the boy and asked, "Boy, do you know why I arrested you?" ”

"No...... I don't know. But you'd better let me go, or Father and Master Tyrantiel won't let you go. Alan was terrified, but he gritted his teeth and forced his composure. It was the first time he had actually faced danger, and it was not easy for a child who was not yet ten years old.

"Hahahaha! You know? Your father killed my son many years ago, and I'm going to use you now to get revenge on him. As for Tyrantiel, the old guy was only half of his body left. Cry! Call it! Get down on your knees and please me! That might ease the pain a bit! Chasma used vicious language to intimidate the boy in front of her. He longed to see the enemy's child cry and break down, and it would be best if he could go crazy.

However, Eren did not live up to the enemy's wishes. He bit his lower lip tightly and stood stubbornly in place, his silver eyes revealing resoluteness, and he did not show a trace of submission at all.

Chasma glanced at the boy and said with a sneer: "Don't worry, little thing, after you have tasted the torture art of the dark elves, you will soon understand that only obedience can reduce pain......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the priestess hurriedly ran down from the upper floor and shouted: "Master, the whole castle has been searched, and there is no one else at all. ”

"It doesn't matter, as long as the boy is here. To know that the son always has a special meaning for the father, believe Henry. Angomy will definitely take the bait. Let's go, it's time for us to go back. Saying that, Chasma left a sentence on the wall of the castle hall, and then teleported away directly with the elf team and Allen. He couldn't wait to find a place to torture the enemy's heirs in order to temper the fire of revenge burning in his heart.

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