Book Six The Road Chapter One Hundred Variable Four
"Actually, I think you might as well let us go. Put down the leaves of the World Tree, and I can swear in the name of Mafa to let you leave safely." Elder Lloyd suddenly said.
"What, are you crazy or stupid?" A faint hoarse and strange voice came from the dark golden skull mask.
"These thorn vines transformed by the ancient war tree are used to deal with the giant dragon. The poison on them can make even the giant dragon unbearable. Your system will not be better than the giant dragon." Elder Lloyd can't see the death behind him.
The spiritual mage has scars on his body, but he can smell blood.
"What is useful against dragons may not be useful for humans." The necromancer said calmly. "You and I are both sensible people, so there is no need to use words to test and control."
Elder Lloyd chuckled and said, "Oh, really? With your skills, you can actually leave directly with the leaves of the World Tree. You don't need to go through the trouble of holding us hostage..."
"Stop talking nonsense. Let me remind you, an elf without a tongue can also be used as a hostage, or I can change it." The necromancer waved his hand, and the smile on Elder Lloyd's face suddenly stiffened. His white hair suddenly became
All fell down, except for the hair, beard, and eyebrows. Everyone saw that the Necromancer was holding a strange-shaped dagger in his hand. In addition to the long and pointed dagger body, there was also
There are two very long canine teeth protruding from the handle, which are cold and sharp.
What stunned Elder Lloyd was not the words of the Necromancer, but the murderous intent. I don't know if it came from the weird dagger or the Necromancer himself, or a combination of the two, which was not obvious but penetrated directly into the bone marrow.
, this is the true murderous aura and death aura that can only be found after killing countless people. Anyone who can have such murderous aura and possess such a dagger will never be a person who likes threats.
In fact, he was not just saying these words to the other party, but also to other elves. In fact, he couldn't figure it out at first. After all, the toxins on the thorns were used to deal with giant dragons tens of thousands of years ago.
People have tried it before, so he will test it with words. And now the other party's reaction is enough to explain all the problems.
After taking a look at the other elves around him who were all at a loss what to do, Elder Lloyd had cold sweat on his forehead, which was due to the sudden rush.
"Okay, everyone, get out of here." The Necromancer dragged the two elf elders outside, and the elves outside gave way.
Elder Lloyd only felt that his blood vessels were about to burst. He clearly felt it, and the hand holding his back seemed to be shaking. He was now certain that as long as the elves could ignore the safety of their two elders, no matter what
Whether you use the Ancient Tree of War or attack, you can definitely knock down this Necromancer. At most, it will only kill a few more people. But that is better than having the leaves of the World Tree taken away.
The necromancer carried the two elf elders forward quickly, walked to the edge of the ancient war tree and went down the stairs. Ayime, who was released from the thorn cage, ran behind. But the gathered elves all
She didn't dare to take the test any closer, and the knowledge gathered around her kept moving around her. Luya didn't know if she was also being controlled, as she never spoke a word from the beginning to the end.
Finally, Elder Lloyd sighed in his heart. A feeling of complete helplessness and fatigue came over him. He knew that these fellow elves were not stupid. Even if they could not understand the situation of this necromancer, they would never be unable to measure the world tree.
The value between Zhiye and the two of them. They know that they cannot be ruthless enough to sacrifice the lives of these two elders and perhaps more elves.
It is difficult to make a choice based entirely on rationality. The more important the thing to be discarded, the more inner strength is needed. People who hold military books in their hands and talk about military affairs on paper will never understand it. People who can make heroic decisions and cut off their wrists are originally
There is only one in a hundred. The elves have always maintained a peaceful and simple nature, which was very simple and kind at that time. But in the current situation, this kind of kindness is indeed weakness.
Even if they rationally understand that they should take action, this kind of weakness will make it useless for them to unconsciously think about whether to take action. If the lives of two elders and many elves are suddenly sacrificed, the Necromancer will still take the world with him.
The leaves of the tree escape. If they don't take action, at least the two elders will be fine... There may be a way to get the leaves of the world tree back in the future... It doesn't matter stupidity, reason is always just a tool of emotion.
The elves seem to be in trouble all the time. There is never a time when they are not in a passive position, and there is never a time when they are not at a disadvantage and are exhausted. It is all due to this kind of weakness. They have always followed the teachings of Marfa, and the simple and peaceful culture has been maintained.
Good nature is not lost in the accumulated distortion of desire and fighting like humans, but it has also lost its power.
Just as the true power of a person does not lie in weapons but in the human mind and soul, the power of a race lies in culture. When the fighting spirit is deliberately suppressed and kindness and simplicity are retained, the ability to defend oneself is lost.
Minions. Even with a huge and invincible fortress like the Ancient Tree of War, it cannot protect the leaves of the World Tree.
Perhaps at this point, the leaves of the World Tree really can no longer remain in the hands of the elves. Elder Lloyd can only think this way now.
There were not many obstacles along the way. The necromancer in the dark golden skull mask held Elder Lloyd and Luya hostage and walked to the edge of the Whispering Forest.
"Don't follow us. We will naturally let this female elf go after we leave." After walking out of the Sunwell Barrier, the Necromancer seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He left Elder Lloyd behind and continued to hold Luya and Ai Yi.
Mei walked away.
The elves continued to follow, but Elder Lloyd waved his hand to stop them.
"Maybe this is really fate... at least we can be more relaxed in the future." Elder Lloyd said with some sadness and some relief.
When the elves could no longer be seen, the Necromancer finally dropped Luya. Then he suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, and with a whoosh, a large mouthful of blood spurted out from behind the skull mask.
It is said that this is blood because it has a strong smell of blood. If you only look at the appearance, it looks like a big mouthful of green paint. This big mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground and splashed on the Necromancer's clothes, and it immediately gave birth to some slight traces of blood.
Plants such as grass, vines, etc., then these plants grew vigorously for two or three seconds and then quickly withered and turned into ashes on the ground together with the weird blood.
The Necromancer suddenly stabbed his arm with the dagger in his hand, and the blood that came out was actually green. A mixture of blood and black aura flashed on the dagger and sank into the Necromancer's body. He then stood up
Got up.
"Thank you, little girl, I haven't thanked anyone for decades." The Necromancer was actually speaking to Luya, who he had been holding hostage.
Luya didn't speak, and Knowledge shook her head. The expression on her face was strange. Ayime, who was following, looked at the two of them inexplicably. She seemed to understand, but not completely.
"Okay, I've tried my best. The next step is to ask you." The Necromancer took out the green leaf of the World Tree from his arms and handed it to Aiyimei along with the dagger in his hand.
"You...you are..." Aiyimei hesitated to answer. "It would be better if you take it and exchange it for Brother Asa..."
"No, I've reached my limit. The old elf guy is actually right. I really can't stand the poison on the thorns." The necromancer shook his head. Although his voice was still hoarse and fuzzy, he could already feel it.
Weak. "I can no longer let that boy named Inham see my true and falsehood, otherwise it will make him unscrupulous. If you go with this Nick dagger, say that I have something urgent to go back to Diya Valley. If he dares
What tricks are you playing... just waiting to have your head cut off with this dagger."