Chapter 1379: Elven Acolyte (17)
The elves waiting here are a little anxious.
What the hell is going on?
Has the magical barrier really been broken?
Why hasn't the elf who went to check it out?
All kinds of questions crossed their minds.
"Why haven't you been back for so long?" The Elven Elder frowned slightly.
"Send some more." Lian Sui commanded.
The elven elder ordered a few calmer elves and told them, "Be careful. β
"Yes."
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Time passed slowly, and all the elves tensed.
Their emotions are all written on their faces, and there is not much to hide.
They were waiting for the elves to come back and report the news.
However, this time, he still did not come back, and the inexplicable panic began to spread among the elves.
"I'll take a look." The elven elder commanded in a deep voice: "Everyone stay here and protect Your Highness." β
"Elder......"
"Elder, I'll go with you."
"Elder, I'll go too."
The elven elder left with a few elves.
But as soon as they went out, they retreated again.
An elf flung in from the outside and smashed it to the ground, staining the ground red with blood.
"Ahh
The elves screamed first, then pounced on the elf one after another, and the light healing spell smashed at the elf.
However, the elf only had his last breath left, and he could not be saved.
The elves who were talking and laughing with them just now died in front of them like this.
The elven elder was forced back, and people from outside came in one after another.
"It's a dark mage!"
The elf suddenly screamed.
The elf who was thrown in just now had dark magic on his wound that had not disappeared, and the person who came in at this time was full of dark elements.
The group of people were wrapped in black robes, and they couldn't see their faces clearly.
"What are you ......?"
Before the elven elder could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a dark magic, and then the group of dark magicians behind him couldn't help but move.
Most of the elven magic is biased towards support and healing, and even if the elves have attack power, they rarely fight, and against the dark mage, they don't have to think about it to be at a disadvantage.
The elf is cornered by dark magic and is about to be hit.
A dark magic suddenly came in from the side, and the magic was dispersed, and the elf got out of it, ran to the side, and looked at the person who helped him with trepidation.
Mingshu was still standing on the platform, surrounded by the dark element.
She is also a dark mage......
A look of horror appeared in the elf's eyes.
Mingshu made a move, making many elves look at her in surprise.
How could she be a dark mage?
How could His Highness make a pact with a dark mage?
The attacking group of dark mages had apparently noticed Mingju's kind as well.
They seemed to look at each other a few times, and then the two dark mages swept towards Mingshu's platform.
Lian Sui wanted to protect Mingshu, but was pulled behind by Mingshu.
She sent out several magic spells in a row, and the other party couldn't do it closely.
Mingshu said to Lian Sui: "Make it smaller." β
"I can help you."
"No, change quickly."
Lian Sui: "......"
Lotus Sui reverted back to the form of an elf, and Mingshu put him in place and swept towards the two dark mages.
The magic scepter appeared out of thin air, and one of them was still chanting, and the magic scepter struck down, breaking his seal.
It was as if his fingers were about to break.
Before he could catch his breath, the magic scepter swept over again.
The Dark Mage dodged and tried to continue chanting the spell to cast his magic, but was interrupted every time.
Mingshu knocked the two out so brutally.
There are more than a dozen dark mages in this group, and Mingshu is still very tired from knocking.
The dark mage who had led before stepped forward, stopped Mingshu's attack, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you!" β
"I'm the master of the Dark Temple." Mingshu made up an identity.
"Nonsense!" The other party suddenly became angry: "How can you pretend to be the hall master!" β
Mingshu: "??? β
There is no Dark Temple in the Magic Continent.
How is it now?
Can you get me to pretend to be a good force?!
Mingshu was a little embarrassed and struggled to maintain his forced style: "Then I am...... The Lord of the Dark Temple. β
She was still thinking about going out to build a dark temple and working against Fang Xi's little naughty, but she didn't expect someone to rob me of my job.
Very good.
I'll go out and usurp the throne!
A villain who doesn't want to usurp the throne is not a good villain!
Dark Mage: "......"
This man is strange, and here in the elves......
The other party didn't seem to want to provoke her, and said sharply: "Seeing that you are also a dark magician, don't spoil me and other good things, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!" β
Mingshu grinned: "I just like you to be polite to me." β
Dark Mage: "......"
Neurotic!
"Come on!" Mingshu held up the magic scepter: "Who knock first?" β
Dark Mage: "......"
Knock your mother!
It's a magic scepter, not a beating stick!
Have you ever asked for the opinion of the magic scepter when you used it to knock people?
Wait a minute......
Why does the magic scepter sound familiar?
Before the man could remember where the scepter was familiar, Mingshu had already rushed over with the magic scepter.
"I'll hold her back, and you will go and take the source of life."
The man turned his head and ordered the rest of the dark mages to stop Mingshu.
The rest of the group flew towards the Tree of Life.
When the elven elder heard the source of life, his face changed: "Stop them!" Do not let them go near the Tree of Life! β
The scene was chaotic again.
The elves desperately tried to stop the dark mages who rushed towards them.
And Mingshu asked the person who stopped him, "What is the source of life?" β
"......" It's your business, if you fight, you fight, you still ask questions, who has time to answer you!
"Can you eat it?"
Mingshu hit her with a stick, and the magic scepter didn't seem to have much power, and the man was ready to take it directly, and then attack her with magic.
However, when the magic scepter fell, the man's heart was startled, and his hairs stood on endβdanger!
A hint of horror crossed his eyes.
Dark magic spilled out of the magic scepter, quickly wrapping around his arm like silk threads.
Didn't she attack without magic?
Why attack with magic again now!
This magic ......
The man tried to swing the magic wrapped around his arm, but the more he swung it, the faster the magic wound.
"Ahh
The screams rang out, and the dark mages who were trembling with the elves turned back one after another.
Dark magic wrapped around him like flames.
Puff β
The man fell to the ground and rolled on the ground, as if in pain, and his face was distorted.
"What do you ask?" Mingshu withdrew the magic scepter: "What is the source of life, can you eat it?" β
The man was so hurt that he couldn't speak, and he was throbbing on the ground.
"It is the essence of the tree of life."
It was the lotus year who answered Mingju.
If the source of life is lost, the tree of life will die, and without the tree of life, these elves will gradually die.