Chapter 18 Are you...my sister? (Part 2)

"Da da da da da."

Such footsteps echoed on this broken street that had been baptized by arcane destruction.

This is a girl.

Her hair was black, and her eyes, which had become blue, silently stared at the enemy hidden in the darkness ahead.

She walked step by step, holding a short knife in her hand. Her head was slightly lowered, not knowing what she was thinking. Just walking like this brought endless oppression to the person in the dark.

The sky turned white, illuminating the ruined street. The girl slowly raised her hand, and the short knife in her hand began to shine with cold light.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth: "Where are you, who...I don't know. But if you dare to hurt my brother, it's really...you're going to die..."

And in the ruins, a tall woman dug out Avis from the ruins. The elf boy opened his eyes and looked at the mess in front of him. If the villagers had not fled in all directions at the beginning of the battle, many people would have died in this incident...

The "time and space twist" he exerted at the last moment saved his life. The enemy was too terrifying, even if all three powers were used, he could not defeat him. However, if he had one power just now, any one would have died. Ives was a pity that he shouldn't have wasted any power on that puppet.

That person has a "pseudo-holy land", and as long as he stands in the dark, he will not be defeated. Avis cursed secretly, and unexpectedly he would meet the famous "Haze Sage" here...

Yes, this is the Haze Sage, a famous heroic profession in the future. But now, he is just a superior profession with a pseudo-sacred realm. But that pseudo-sacred realm is enough to make Avis drink a pot. Moreover, the Haze Sage ‘Visote Riden’ is definitely not comparable to ordinary people. His fighting consciousness is not inferior to Avis. So even if Avis almost pushes the throne, he can only hurt him, but cannot kill him.

The elf boy slowly sat up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "I have recovered my power and can continue to go..." The sky has become brighter, and Avis's power has been restored. But the long-haired female elf in front of him stopped Avis's action: "Please leave it to Your Highness."

Your Highness?...Avis looked at the girl with short black hair. When she saw her appearance clearly, her heart couldn't help but jump.

How could the last royal bloodline of the Elf Clan, Kaievis, appear here?

Just as the battle was in dire straits, Avis used arcane destruction frantically to fight against the pseudo-sacred domain of the haze sage in front of him, the haze sage used the strongest attack of the pseudo-sacred domain, cut off half of Avis' head, and smashed him into a ruin. If it weren't for the "moment twist" used by Avis, he would have been dead now.

After that, the girl appeared. The knife in her hand was made of, but she could actually cut through the realm of the holy realm. The gloomy sage who consumed a lot of magic and had almost no power to fight again was naturally defeated.

Ives calculated that the Sword of Glory Dylanx, the Sage of Ghost, and the Last Royal Family Kieves. What kind of terrifying place is this Sylva Village?

The girl walked forward. After a while, a figure came out of the darkness: "Eternal Elf, I don't mean to be an enemy of you."

This is a young man, with a faint smile on his pale face. But no one dares to ignore the majestic magic power on him.

The girl raised the short knife in her hand, and her blue eyes slowly disappeared and turned into ordinary black pupils. In fact, most of the hair and pupils of the Eternal Elf were black.

"So, how did you fight with my brother?" said the girl. Hearing the word "brother", Aves was stunned. I am Kayeves' brother? Then am I not the Elf Royal Family... But, I haven't heard of a man in the Eternal Elf Royal Family? Moreover, Alice is definitely not the surname of the royal family.

Ivis felt that the world was extremely strange.

"Haha... because he got what I wanted... I have been looking for this thing for 2 years. But now that he has got it, I can't do anything to a royal master, so I'll forget about this matter."

The gloomy sage turned his head and looked at Avis: "Then, I will take my leave first. In addition, if I am lucky enough to enter that field... I will come again. King, please be careful at any time."

Afterwards, Visiot's figure slowly dissipated and escaped into the boundless darkness.

Avis knew what kind of realm it was. It was the realm of the saint. If he was casting the holy realm today, not the pseudo-holy realm, Avis would have less than 10% chance of escaping, not to mention defeating him.

"Interesting..." A smile appeared on the corner of Ivis' mouth, and then he looked at the sword in his hand. The fiery red sword body and a faint magic wave. The sword did not recognize Ivis, so even if Ivis held the sword, it still had no reaction.

This is a sword of glory, a sword that brings victory and glory, a legendary artifact.

Kayeves slowly turned his head and saw the figure. Although he was a little embarrassed, he was sitting on the ruins and looking at the sword in his hand. But his appearance was no different from that of him two years ago.

In the battle just now, Kayeves and her sister Xueer saw it a few hundred kilometers away. The arcane power that soared into the sky and the dark power turned upside down. Finally, a royal power briefly appeared in the sky, which was equivalent to telling the elf girl who had been turning around for nothing. The person she had been looking for was there.

Soon, Xueer cast a large teleportation magic and appeared on the passionate battlefield. When Kaievis just arrived next to this battlefield, a dark beam of light hit the king's master in the sky. The king's master's head was cut off, and then he suddenly fell into a ruin.

If you could not clearly feel that the aura of the king's power did not disappear, Kayavis felt that he would definitely go crazy because of this. But even so, Kayavis would not intend to let go of the extremely weak human in front of you who had just released his ultimate move.

But the opponent has some trump cards, and if they really fight, they will definitely lose both sides. In addition, his brother is fine, so Kayvis has to let him go temporarily.

Kayaves walked slowly forward and approached the elf boy with a hint of confusion on his face. The elf boy was still as handsome as a king. After becoming the king, he exuded a faint kingly majesty at any time. At the same time, he also had the familiar smell of grass on his body. The girl hadn't smelled this smell for two years, which made the girl's face turn slightly red.

"Brother..." A trace of tears flashed in the girl's eyes, and then she hugged Avis's body.

"Uh... are you, my sister?"

"Yeah!" The girl raised her head, and then had a happy smile on her face: "I'm not the maid in the palace, I'm your sister, Brother Kayaves... I'm sorry I haven't told you the truth, but I still want you to call me Avril..."

The girl was chattering there, and Avis looked at the girl in her arms and the elf woman smiling aside, and after a while, he said, "Uh... that, can I tell you something?"

The elf girl raised her head from Avis's chest and looked at Avis who was a little embarrassed.

"That... Actually, I lost my memory. So I can't remember many things." Avis said with a wry smile.

"Lost... amnesia?" The girl opened her mouth in surprise. Xueer also looked at Avis: "No wonder your highness did not take the initiative to contact the royal family after becoming the king, nor did she express any other words... Moreover, the achieved royal power is not the first royal power, but the seventh royal power. Something should have happened in this? Could it be... was it done by a curse?"

"I don't know, because I lost my memory." Avis shook his head, "except some basic common sense, all other memories have disappeared. What's the curse you mentioned...?"

"You have a curse of blood." Xueer replied respectfully, "This is a curse that has existed since your father's generation, and your children will also have this curse... that is, the ** of killing. As long as you see blood, you will especially want to kill. In the end, this ** will not be able to restrain yourself and become a real murderer... But before that, your spirit will dissipate itself. In other words, in the end you will become a killing machine with no souls at all. To break this curse, you can only become a king."

Avis's face changed. He knew this curse, "a feast for blood drinking". Avis only knew one person with this curse, so could his father be...

"I guess you became the king when you couldn't control your killing and your spirit began to dissipate. So your memory disappeared part of it, and the king's power changed."

Xueer made such a guess. Avis smiled bitterly, girl, you guessed it wrong. The spirit of his ex-Avis has really dissipated completely. I am an outsider!

But at this time, Ivis also figured out some things.

PS1: I said, I was in a bad state. So I was very dissatisfied with these chapters... But forget it, let it be.

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PS3: Also, it’s hard to say that I will only write what I want to write in the future, and I won’t care too much about the opinions of some readers.

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Chapter completed!