Chapter 10 You can't die because I won't allow you to die
The sound of dozens of sharp arrows suddenly came, and dozens of summoned giant poisonous insects drank from tree vines and flew towards Sandru at the same time. The elves would not eliminate their hostility just because Assad stopped him. That huge corpse
The monsters and the magical aura exuding have already explained the identity of this old man. When the dark star has appeared, the necromancer is as important to the elves as the poisonous snake is to the bird.
The arms of the huge corpse monster suddenly stretched out, forming a huge barrier in front of Sandru at a speed that was no less than that of the elf bows and arrows. All the bows and arrows shot on the corpse's arms, and the poisonous insects summoned even
Before they even got close, they all fell down and died under the huge corpse energy.
"Little girl, tell your impulsive and simple-minded compatriots to stop. I'm not here to cause trouble. Of course, I don't mind if you force me to turn all of you into corpses." Sandro looked at Luya.
He said coldly, judging from the different reactions of the elves, he could already tell that this girl was the leader.
"Everyone, don't act rashly." Luya signaled to the elves around her. Of course, she knew that continuing to attack would only lead to death.
"Long time no see. Why, are you here to see me?" Asa looked at Sandro and asked.
"Yes." There was a smile on Sandro's face, which is rare. His current expression is neither exaggerated nor joking, just like the smile of a kind elder when seeing a child, but there is inevitably some bitterness in it.
Taste. "I'm surprised to know that you are still alive...and a little bit happy."
"It's surprising? Did you always think I was dead?"
Sandro pondered for a moment and said, "This is not the place to talk. Find another place."
"I can't leave here yet..." Asa looked back at Gru on the altar. Almost all the water from the Sunwell had been poured on Gru, and the blackness on the body was slowly fading away.
, but the other person still had his eyes closed, as if he was still unconscious.
"Are you worried about those guys who are coming here?" Sandro glanced around. Although the dense woods blocked his sight, the feeling of a master like him could not be blocked. "Kill them?
Enough."
Asa could also feel that there were several people coming here. They were the guys who had been hanging behind him since he left the Glory Castle. Although he had no intention of getting close, he had been hanging far behind. Asa
He had no intention of paying attention to them. He probably could guess what Lancelot meant by sending them here, and it was probably useless to pay attention to them.
"Forget it, they probably can't do anything and are too lazy to care. Come up and talk." Asa jumped on the corpse monster. The corpse monster's huge wings spread out, and the wind filled with corpse smell suddenly rose, and the huge body rose upwards.
Go. His necromancy magic basically comes from Sandro's professor, and he can also control this corpse.
Thousands of meters above the ancient war tree, a huge corpse monster was carrying the two of them. The high-altitude wind blew in their ears.
"I originally thought that even if the Dark Star could really be unearthed and picked up by someone, that person would definitely be you. I was not the only one who thought so, Ronis and Widnina also thought so, but who knew that it would be someone else in the end?
"Mainly, we really didn't expect that Lord Archibald's prediction would be wrong." Sandro smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Asa shook his head and sighed: "The prophecy was not originally talking about me, or it was not referring to a specific person."
"Huh? What did you say?" Sandro's glasses widened and he was startled.
"You haven't met Granny El...no, is it Agranel?"
"No. I...don't really want to see her." Sandro shook his head. "Why did you bring her up for no reason?"
"Then you must not know what's going on with Archibald's prophecy? And the reason for the Dark Star and the Necronomicon Guild..."
"What's going on? Do you know?" Sandro's expression became more and more surprised.
"I went to Negan's underground not long ago and met the black dragon Moriel. I learned a lot from her. But I haven't had the chance to tell you..."
On top of the ancient war tree, Luya and other elves looked up at the sky. The huge corpse monster looked like a bat. In the altar next to it, all the water from the sunwells had been poured onto Gru's body. Then The lifeless blackness has completely faded from his body, but he still has his eyes tightly closed, and only his weak breathing proves that he is indeed still alive.
"What should I do?" asked the elf patrol next to her. She had already taken the huge black war bow in her hand, but she didn't know whether she should shoot it, but she knew what would happen if she shot it rashly. very clear.
"What else can I do? Just wait." Luya sighed.
Suddenly an elf ran up panting and shouted: "Elder Luya, there are a few people outside the forest approaching here. The person in charge of the reconnaissance said they seem to be people from the church."
"What?" Luya was shocked, and immediately turned around and waved to the other elves. "Send the order and prepare for battle. You can ignore the necromancer above and deal with the church people outside first."
"No, you are wrong. Don't worry about those people. Our enemy now is the guy above." An old voice interrupted Luya, and on the other side, Elder Lloyd also appeared on the top of the tree.
"Elder Lloyd, why are you..." Luya was stunned. Elder Lloyd didn't come up by himself. His body, which was already decaying like an ancient tree, couldn't walk any faster. He was the one who directly walked up. It came on my back.
It's not an elf, it's a person, a tall, strong and imposing person wearing a suit of knight's armor. And there are many more people who followed the ancient tree of war.
High in the air, Sandro and Asa did not notice the strange movement below.
Sandro's face was ugly. Asa had never seen him with such an ugly face. Maybe it was the ugliest face in his life. But even though his face was ugly, Asa was already calm beyond his expectation. Already.
"I thought you would lose your temper after hearing this."
"I really want to get angry. I have never been so angry in my life, not even when Inham plotted against me. But who can I send it to? To you? Archibald?" Or is it the ancient elves? Or is it the damn dark star?" Sandro's voice was very angry at first, and he even breathed a lot thicker, but in the end it gradually calmed down. After a moment of indifference, he spoke again. , the voice was full of tired hoarseness. "If I could still get angry before, but now that the Dark Star has been unearthed, everything has come to an end. Now I can finally think about it calmly. In fact, all the turmoil and everything that happened before Waves are just troubles created by ourselves because of our own imagination.”
"Hey, Qing Ming Gaoyuan, I have heard this saying all my life, and only now do I know what it means. I have always been indulged in my own emotions of gains and losses, how can I understand the feelings of standing outside the world."
"Now that this is the case, what are you going to do?" Sandro asked Asa.
Asa asked back: "Is it because of this problem that you came to me?"
"You already know?" Sandro was slightly surprised.
"As early as when I was imprisoned in the Glory Castle, I knew that they wanted to use me to destroy the Black Star. After escaping from there, Lancelot also sent a few guys to hang behind me. Such obvious actions are still visible
Do you think I'm a fool if I don't come out? They couldn't catch me in the Glory Castle at that time. After I came out, I slowly planned it, and I was alone, so naturally this was the best opportunity."
"Yes. I came from the Magic Academy and got the news from your Prime Minister lover. That's probably it."
"Oh?" Asa raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Those guys in Magnus are trying to persuade you to die. If you really don't listen to the advice, they can only use force to force you to become the savior." Sandro smiled half-heartedly.
"I came here to inform you, which seems redundant. But since you already know, you probably already have a way to deal with it? What are you going to do?"
"There is no way." Asa smiled bitterly. "At this point, what else can I do? I am just doing something as useful as possible."
"Don't you want to run away?"
"Escape?" Asa seemed to have heard this word for the first time.
"Your little lover asked me to bring you a message. Let you run away quickly. Escape from this continent and go to the Far East. In fact, this is what I mean. This King of the Undead is just an incomplete body. He also wants to go to Diya.
If you can pull up the real dark star, you may still have time."
"Then...why don't you escape? There are so many people who haven't escaped either..."
"Me? The fate of the Necromancer has already been determined. No matter where we go, the mark of the dark star in our body will determine our final outcome. And people like Magnus and Lancelot have the ability to escape.
But they don't want to run away. They have too many things that they can't let go of, such as the justice, sense of responsibility, and power that they talk about. These are all worth fighting for, especially at the expense of other people's lives.
Sandro's face was full of ridicule. "But you are different. Hasn't it always been your ambition to be free and carefree? And even if there is a final hope, that hope has nothing to do with you, so you are the most promising one."
Qualification, and the person who has the most reason to escape."
Asa was silent for a moment, thought about it, looked at Sandro and smiled bitterly: "I'm surprised that you would work so hard to persuade me to escape like a lobbyist..."
"Because I don't want you to die. Only now do I realize that we actually owe you a lot. You can be said to be the cause of your current situation..." Sandro smiled bitterly and took out a piece of clothing.
The well-folded robe was handed to Asa, and then his expression changed and he looked down.
"It seems that some people still don't want me to escape." Asa also smiled bitterly.
Below, a huge white lightsaber is driving a huge roar and power, stabbing towards the sky as if it is going to poke a hole in the sky.