"The person you're looking for is named Ayton."

Sheena was overjoyed to hear Ayton's news, but she was also slightly distracted by it, and Zoro seized the opportunity to kick her.

The force came from her abdomen, Sylna was in pain, and the scimitar was also picked out of Zoro's hand, she endured the pain in her abdomen, and used this force to widen the distance, and at the same time quickly took out an arrow from her back and shot it at Zoro.

But Sauron, who was experienced in combat, had already seen through her intentions, and while skillfully dodging the arrow, he slashed at Hilna.

As a dark elf ranger, Sylna's skills are naturally not far behind, and she quickly turned over to dodge Zoro's attack, and suddenly her eyes fell on the tree, and her eyes flashed with a gleam.

Taking advantage of this gap, Sylna got up and jumped, climbed to the branch with her left hand, flipped in the air, and landed steadily on the branch more than five meters high, looking down at Sauron below, and once again bent her bow and arrows, and the arrows shot at Sauron, who only had a short knife in his hand.

Faced with the incoming arrows, Zoro quickly ducked behind a tree, but Synar on the tree kept changing directions, constantly looking for opportunities to shoot arrows from above.

"Hmph, do you think I can't help you like this!" Zoro looked at the black arrow stuck in the trunk of the tree, and a hint of hideousness flashed in his eyes.

Putting the dagger back into its scabbard, Sauron turned over again to dodge the incoming arrow, and at the same time pulled out an arrow stuck in the trunk of the tree, and a fiery red fighting aura suddenly appeared on his arm, a familiar scene that made Hilna frown secretly.

Sure enough, the arrows with a fine fiery red fighting aura attached to them were hurled straight at her with the strength of his arm, and Sylna struggled to jump onto another branch.

Bang...

A scorching wave of air from behind hit her cloak, and Hilna couldn't help but blurt out, "Explosive arrows?!"

Zoro's face did not change, he pulled out a black arrow again, and confronted the female elf on the trunk, after the battle just now, it could be judged that the strength of the two was equal, and they could not help each other in a short time.

"How could you do that!" Sylna was half-crouched on the trunk of the tree, her eyes fixed on Zoro, and seeing that he didn't seem to intend to speak, she had to take advantage of the terrain and shoot several arrows again.

Although Sauron is agile, he constantly dodges the arrows that come from him, and he definitely loses a lot of money compared to the consumption of physical strength and energy.

The arrow was clutched in the palm of his hand, and the fighting energy on his arm continued to gather on the arrow. When he hid behind a tree again, an arrow landed at Zoro's feet, and he instinctively glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and his face suddenly changed drastically!

Bang...

Arrows that compressed the flames exploded at his feet, and waves of hot air swept through half of his body, and the black cloak was completely burned, revealing the charred flesh inside.

Sylna jumped down from the tree, her longbow tightened, the arrow aimed at Zoro's head, and this time, she would never be careless again!

"How is it possible, how can you do this!?" At this time, Sauron's appearance was miserable, most of his short red hair was burned black, and his whole body exuded an unpleasant smell of burning.

"I want to ask you, how did you know that trick just now? Sylna looked coldly at the red-haired hunter at the end of the crossbow.

"You damn dark elves, hum..."Zoro propped himself up with one hand, stared directly at Sylna with a sinister gaze, and gritted his teeth, "I will never... I will never let you go!"

"......" Sylna looked at his red hair, and seemed to understand something, her fingers loosened, and with the sound of the bowstring vibrating, the cold arrow pierced through the mouth of the red-haired hunter's heart.

Zoro fell, and before he died, his gaze was like a sharp knife, staring at Hilna, who turned away... The Dark Elf Ranger didn't ask anything more and just left...

Blurring vision... A hazy scene in the depths of my memory came to mind.

......

The edge of the Forest of Despair, a human village surrounded by forests. It was a sight full of red hues, crimson flames, bright red blood, and scarlet eyes.

The flames are raging, and the corpses are everywhere...

Hundreds of purple figures surrounded this small village of less than 100 people, and in an instant, screams and wails were endless.

Whoa...

Hill poured out the hunting tools from the locker, which she had once regarded as treasures, and she pushed them aside like garbage.

"Hide inside, no matter what's going on outside, don't come out"

"Hmm" Sauron, who had just passed his seventh birthday, obediently curled up and hid in a locker with a space of only about one cubic meter, in his eyes, his sister was the most powerful hunter in the village.

With a thud, a dagger was thrown in, and as soon as Sauron picked it up, the locker slammed shut, followed by a rusty lock.

As the cries outside the house drew closer, Ciel seemed to feel that all this was not enough, so he picked up a jar, unsealed it, and poured all the foul-smelling liquid inside onto the locker where Zoro was hiding.

It wasn't until the filth of the murmur flooded through the cracks in the middle of the locker that Hill took the longbow hanging from the head of the bed, and quickly ducked under the bed, using the tools he had just poured into it as cover, and restrained his breath.

Suddenly, a seven-year-old human girl broke down the door, her eyes looking eagerly for something in the room.

"Zoro, Sister Hill, where are you!?woo..."

Zoro's face changed instantly, it was his childhood sweetheart, named Maria. He just wanted to push open the locker so that she could hide in with him, but the rusty lock on the outside made it impossible for him to push it open.

Maria, who was in a very anxious mood, did not notice the locker that had just shaken.

"Hahaha, keep running, see where you can hide. There was a joking voice outside the house, and Maria's face turned pale.

Soon, a male dark elf armed with a scimitar stepped through the door, scarlet eyes playfully looking up and down the frightened human girl.

"Don't... Don't come," Maria shook her head, and kept backing her feet until she leaned against the locker where Sauron was hiding, and he didn't dare to move any more, looking through the gap at the scene outside.

"What smell? It's disgusting. The elf sniffed, his brow furrowed.

Maria must not be sloppy if she is savior, and the desire to survive drives her to turn around and prepare to smear all the filth from the locker on her body.

But the dark elf man was faster than the human girl, grabbing her neck first, slowly lifting it up, and admiring the horror on the girl's face like a pervert.

"Zoro—" the girl bit out the name in her teeth, and then she was slammed to the floor with a huge force.

"Don't..."The boy in the locker was in a mood that sank to the bottom, cold and cold.

Through the gap, Zoro watched as the elven man rode onto Maria's body, the blood-colored scimitar held above her head, and slowly landed...

Maria struggled hand and foot, but her girl's strength tickled her in the presence of the adult Dark Elves.

Seeing that the eyes in the blade were getting closer and closer, Maria couldn't help but turn her head, but at this moment, she found Ciel hiding under the bed, like a savior in despair, the girl's expression changed violently and she exclaimed.

"Help... Sister Hill.. Save... Ahh

But the dark elf man in front of her showed no mercy, the blade gradually deepened from the temple on her forehead, and Maria's expression suddenly distorted at this moment... Hideous... Finally, there is a vicious resentment.

"Ciel..."

Why don't you come and save me....

Seeing the changing expression of the human girl, the dark elf man stood up contentedly, clapped his hands, and seemed to plan to leave.

Hill under the bed breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw Mary staring at her, his heart was as heavy as a piece of iron.

Suddenly, the big bed where she was hiding was suddenly lifted, and the elf man let out a piercing scream: "Haha, look what I found! Another female slave!"

In the locker, Zoro's face turned pale again, his hands digging open the slit, and his eyes looked out.

As the number one hunter in Black Rock Village, Hill set off the moment the bed was lifted, and a carp rolled to widen the distance between him and the elven man, the longbow in his hand tightened, and with a buzz, a swift arrow was gone.

The action was so complete that before the elven man could react, the arrow shot out and hit him straight in the chest, and the latter screamed. His face turned extremely hideous from the injury, and he slashed straight at her with a scimitar.

The latter's expression was solemn, and he saw the opportunity to sideways to dodge the reckless attack, and reflexively elbowed the elf man in the face, and took advantage of the situation to bully him behind him, strangling the bowstring in his hand around his neck.

The tough and slender bowstring soon made the elf man unable to breathe, but Ciel's palm was also strangled by the bowstring, and the elf man's eyes glowed red, trying to shake off the restraints with all his might, but Ciel's strength was also trying his best, grabbing the bowstring with both hands, and using the gravity of his body to throw him to the place where the hunting tools had been stacked before, where there were some iron nails standing up...

Puff..

The nails sank into his body, and the pain made his struggle even more intense. But Ciel still gritted her teeth, and she didn't relax her strength until the dark elf man below her was completely out of breath.

Zoro in the locker also breathed a sigh of relief, but the good times didn't last long, and the fight in the house attracted the attention of the dark elves passing outside, and several purple figures broke in one after another, and the 'dark binding' entangled her limbs, forcing her to not even have a chance to kill herself.

Because the stench that permeated the house interfered with the dark elves' sense of smell, they didn't commit violence inside the house, dragging Ciel to nowhere...

"Sister..."

Sauron was already in tears, and a fire broke out outside the house, and the dark elves tried to destroy all traces. He took the dagger and slashed through the cracks at the rusty iron locks, but even if they were so old, he couldn't pry them open for a moment with his childish strength.

The dark elves left, and the fire spread to the rooftops, the wooden beams crackling and falling, and the smoke trickled down the cracks into the lockers, provoking the boy to cough and the locks to linger.

Under the dual effect of pain and smoke, tears covered the entire delicate face.

I don't know if the heavens couldn't bear to see this atrocity, a thunder and lightning roared in the sky, and the heavy rain fell majestically, dooming the burning village...

The next morning, as the rusty iron locks broke, Sauron left the burned house and walked silently through the dead village, the familiar laughter and laughter extinguished by a sudden fire. He couldn't find his sister Hill, so he buried the bodies of everyone in the village and knelt alone on the grave more than three meters high...

Back in the house, armed with his short bow, arrows, and hunting tools left behind by his sister, he walked alone through the forest to Black Rock City on the edge, and reported the news of the dark elf attack to the city lord, who was shocked, but the dark elves came and went without a trace, and in the end it could only be thunder and rain, and the affairs of the village were forgotten in the memories of others.

In the next six months, he went deep into the Despair Forest several times, I don't know how many times he almost lost the mouth of the demonic beast, but in the end, he still found nothing, even though he was highly skilled, but he could not spend the night alone in the Despair Forest, he could only walk for most of the day, and finally returned in vain.

Half a year later, by chance, he found a lone seriously injured dark elf, he was being attacked by a monster, the seven-and-a-half-year-old boy secretly lurked in the tree, while he had just killed the monster, exhausted and fell to the ground, with the dagger that Hill left him, resulting in his life, and by the way cut off one of his ears, made a specimen, as a souvenir.

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