Seeing Adelia so nervous, Given's immediate alertness, he arched his body, carefully probed his surroundings, and prepared for battle.

The surrounding woods were quiet, with the faint sounds of people coming from afar.

It didn't look like an enemy attacking, it looked more like someone was fighting in the depths of the forest.

Givens lowered his voice and said to Adella, "You wait here, I'll take a look." ”

Adelia nodded, and immediately began to whisper incantations, applying protective magic around herself. And Jiwen relied on his spirit body to silently burrow into the woods, passing through countless branches and leaves, and running in the direction of the sound.

As Gilvin went deeper and deeper into the woods, the voice grew clearer.

It wasn't a fight, it was more like someone was being tortured.

Finally, the source of the voice came into Given's eyes.

In the dark forest, a faint magic torch was lit, illuminating a small clearing in the forest. At the edge of a large tree, a burly elf was sitting at the base of the tree.

He was tied to a tree and covered in blood. And next to him, several black-clad elves were holding barbed whips, whipping his body fiercely.

With each loud thrash, the burly elf's body twitched involuntarily, although the blood dripping from his forehead obscured his vision, although the lock on his throat kept him from making a sound. But he still stubbornly raised his head and stared at the executioners. His expression was like that of a wounded lion, as if he was about to tear apart the few enemies hidden under his black robes.

Givens was stunned by what he saw, as he recognized the unyielding big man.

It was one of Adelia's friends, Ares, the sheriff of Sodima City.

Ares' gaze and expression seemed to anger the executioners, and one of the black-clad elves in the lead simply dropped the whip, then walked up to Ares and threw a series of heavy punches, all of which hit Ares in the head.

Ares, who had been hit hard, had his body tilted to the side, and his face was covered in blood. The splatters of blood made the man in black even more excited. He howled loudly, "Ares, you have today, too! Aren't you the most imposing sheriff, where did your crystal disk fall!"

Before the black-clad elf could finish his sentence, he kicked Ares in the chest again, causing the almost unconscious Ares to cough up blood again.

In the faint light of the torch, the majestic face of the black-clad elf emerged from the darkness, a middle-aged elf with a long, narrow and ugly wound running through the left side of his face.

He was Lynch, a habitual thief and robber in Sodimar, a rare black profession in Elven City, but Lynch was one of them, and he was willing to do it. But it was for this reason that he formed a deep enmity with the sheriffs, especially the sheriff Ares.

Ares has pursued him the most, and during a chase three years ago, he broke his right arm. Lynch had always wanted to take revenge on this bold and open-minded sheriff in front of everyone, but unfortunately with his lame strength, he would never be able to do so. But today seemed to be the time to turn and give him a chance for revenge.

There is only one reason why Lynch can be so arrogant now. Because now Ares is just an ordinary person. He offended the archon, so the archon found an excuse to release the witch Adelia without permission, relieved him of the position of sheriff, and deprived him of the crystal disk that had been with him until he died.

Now Ares is just an ordinary elf with a slightly stronger body, and even a second-order summoner or hedron warrior can easily take him over.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Lynch to take revenge.

Lynch looked at the dying Ares, squatted down, and said viciously: "Ares, do you remember, you broke my right arm three years ago. Now, it's your turn to taste it. ”

With that, Lynch pulled out a glittering dagger from his waist and rubbed it twice against Ares' right arm.

"I will cut off your hands first, and then I will destroy your legs, you have offended people who should not be offended, and now no one can save you. ”

Lynch smirked, then raised his dagger.

But at this moment, an unfamiliar voice came from the woods.

"Stop!"

Several black-clad elves followed the voice, and they were surprised to find that a black shadow had come to the edge of the clearing at some point. Lynch, in particular, became annoyed at once, and cursed in a low voice the accomplice who was in charge of watching the wind.

As the dark shadow approached the magical flame, the pale light gradually illuminated his body.

A ragged middle-aged elf appeared in everyone's sight, his back was a little rickety, and his face looked pitiful.

Occasionally, homeless people spend their nights in the open air in this forest, and the middle-aged man in front of him seems to be one of them.

But such a poor worm dared to meddle in his business and let these fierce elves stop!

Lynch was furious, and he stared at the new uninvited guest and sneered. If this guy was smart enough, he should have forgotten everything he saw, and left quietly, maybe he could escape a way out. But now that he has stood up stupidly, he has seen so many things that he shouldn't see, and he still wants to meddle with other people's affairs like a hero, then no one can save him.

Lynch instructed his accomplices standing nearby: "Kill this fool with Ares." ”

The black-clothed elf, who was standing behind Lynch, pulled out their weapons and walked towards the down-and-out elf.

This unexpectedly interrupted the villains' torture, giving Ares a moment of respite and awakening. He raised his head slightly and looked at the unfamiliar figure not far away.

The dim light and the blood in the corners of his eyes didn't stop him from recognizing the face of the fallen elf.

Ares endured the pain and smiled hard.

Givens looked at the two black-clad villains who walked over, and judging from the weapons in their hands, one was a summoner, and the other should be a hedron warrior. The hedron warrior was holding the sword in his right hand, and then unleashed a bright stream of fire with the crystal disk in his left hand.

Neither enemy took Jiwen seriously, and it seemed to them that cleaning up such a homeless man was just a matter of a slight finger move. And looking at their flawed movements, Jiwen also concluded that they all seemed to be low-level guys.

Suddenly, Gilvin moved, bent down to pick up a rock, and then lunged towards the two black-clad elves.

The black-clothed elves were stunned, they didn't expect this homeless man to dare to take the initiative to rush over.

One of the hedron warriors was the first to react, just about to swing his sword and slash at the madman who rushed towards him. But at that moment, a strange wind sound came from the dark air.

A rock flew out like a cannonball and smashed into the hedron warrior's chest. The blow immediately caused her iron armor to sink into a large crater, and the massive impact shattered his internal organs, and then lifted the man all over the place, flying towards the nearby woods.

Almost at the same time, Givens approached the summoner and struck her flank cleanly, and the summoner flew into the nearby tree like a dead leaf.

In a blink of an eye, the situation on the scene was reversed, and now only Lynch remained.

Lynch held the dagger and kept backing away, he couldn't understand why such an unassuming elf had extremely terrifying combat abilities. Who is he?

Just as Lynch was nervously watching Jiwen's movements, he suddenly noticed that there was something strange behind him.

He turned his head sharply, and then saw a myriad of magic vines gushing out from behind him, and almost instantly, Lynch was swallowed by the magic vines.

A moment later, Adelia appeared in the darkness, and she rushed to the scene of the fight.

"Adella, leave the lead guy to ask. Jiwen quickly reminded.

Adelia finally let go of the magic vine and released Lynch, who was entwined to death. At the same time, Govern lowered Ares from the tree. Lay flat on the ground.

Ares came to his senses, he tried to lift his weak neck, raised his head, looked at his friends who had saved him, and said with difficulty: "Fortunately, you are here." ”