Huo Sui closed his eyes to feel the direction of the light element's fluctuations, and then looked out the window at the distant forest.

I saw a man in a white solemn priesthood in the woods looking in her direction, with a noble and elegant temperament, and a handsome and unscrupulous face as it had been at first sight.

Huo Sui just glanced at it lightly, and then looked away.

Isn't Asher of this plane supposed to be in Slote Academy at this time? Why is it in this place?

In the distance, the expression on the face of the young holy son in the white priesthood was a little strange, and the face in the dream suddenly became clear.

The dark elf had appeared in his dreams many times for a while, as if he had experienced it himself, and although the scene was messy and had no beginning or end, he remembered the appearance of the dark elf. There was an inexplicable feeling in his heart, it seemed to be sadness, or resentment, he didn't understand, he couldn't figure it out.

He found the prophet to solve his doubts, and the prophet told him, and the answer can be found here.

So, that day, he refused the invitation of Slote College and followed the guidance of the dark to this remote town.

He could sense a very powerful dark force appearing here, and that aura felt familiar to him, because of the doubts in his heart, subconsciously he did not want the Pope to know, but came here by traveling far away. It's just that he can be sure that the dark aura is not from this dark elf.

But it is also inseparable from her.

He refused to be followed by the paladin and walked towards the tower not far away.

He wanted to figure out what the hell was going on.

Or, he wanted to see the dark elf.

When he reached the bottom of the tower, he raised his hand and slammed the door. Huo Sui, who was closing her eyes and recuperating, opened her eyes, she knew who was knocking on the door downstairs, and when she raised her eyes and saw the strange bone bed in the house, Huo Sui thought about it, and went down to open the door.

The door was opened, and the Holy Son looked at her outfit with a slightly stunned expression. A wide-sleeved white robe with linen texture, black hair and black eyes, delicate facial features, and a cold expression.

The face was exactly the same as in the dream.

"Is there something wrong?" Huo Sui asked lightly.

Soon, the Holy Son regained his former elegance, and with a warm smile on his face, he said, "Very presumptuous to disturb Your Excellency, but have we seen it somewhere?" ”

Huo Sui's expression did not move, his black eyes were stagnant, and his tone did not fluctuate at all: "No." ”

"The Sealed Land, do you have any impressions of the Elves?"

"Nope."

The Son heard her denial, but called out her name: "Sui Hollandier, I wonder why I know your name. ”

Huo Sui's face was calm, but there were waves in his heart, as a lich, Ya Xiu traveled to this time and space and also had a butterfly effect? What else does the Son in front of him know? Or does he know about Kyle? So, how long can this time and space last?

Soon, Huo Sui put away the doubts in his heart, raised his eyes to look at his very warm blue eyes, and said, "I want to know too." ”

Huo Sui didn't invite him in, and the Holy Son didn't mean to go in, so the two of them stood at the door. Talking.

"I had a strange dream, but it was so real that I was confused."

"And what did you dream about?"

"Demons, dragons, and the legendary Sword of Lodis."

"That's all?"

"Yes." The Holy Son looked at those dark eyes, as if he wanted to find out something from there, "It's just that there are the most pictures about His Excellency Elf. ”

"Hmm," Ho

"In my dreams I heard someone say that darkness will cover the light, and blood will stain the idol red."

As soon as the words fell, Huo Sui's dark eyes moved slightly, and he regained his calm in just a moment.

"It was just an illusory dream."

"But the Elven seems to know something." The Holy Son still had a noble smile on his face, but those blue eyes were written with determination.

Huo Sui raised his eyes and looked directly into his eyes, and said, "Many facts have appeared because of prophecy. Prophecy is not a pair, but because of the conviction in the heart, things always happen so lightly. ”

After the Holy Son listened to Huo Sui's words, his azure eyes slowly rippled.

"Can I know where you're from?"

Huo Sui was just about to speak, when suddenly there was a sound of breaking the sky in the air, with a monstrous killing intent and bloody aura, Huo Sui couldn't help but remind the person opposite: "Be careful!" ”

The Holy Son was not slow to react, and he didn't even need to chant, and the enchantment formed by the light elements around him blocked the attack. It's just that when he saw an evil lich that looked exactly like his own, but with blood-red wings on his back, his expression was inevitably shocked. He blurted out, "Who are you?" ”

"Shh

The black scythe slammed into the Light Enchantment, making a piercing, high-pitched sound.

The tyrannical aura hit, and in the next second, Huo Sui lost her center of gravity, and was hugged from behind in a brutal and domineering posture, and the pair of bone wings wrapped her whole body tightly, not revealing the slightest. The lich's dark blue eyes were tinged with a hint of scarlet due to murderous intent, and he squinted at the white-clothed Son opposite, and a grim smile appeared on his pale and handsome face: "I haven't gone to look for you yet, but you came to the door first." ”

The Holy Son looked at the dark elves hidden under the lich's bone wings, his blue eyes flashed slightly, and only for a moment a graceful smile appeared on his face: "How can the continent ruled by light allow the evil lich to run rampant? ”

"Light?" The lich looked at the white-clothed Son in front of him with sarcasm and disdain, but subconsciously tightened the person in his arms. Huo Sui was a little uncomfortable being hooped, but he didn't force it to break free. Now that Ashur in this time and space has a memory that does not belong to him, it is unknown what kind of butterfly effect will occur if he dies in the hands of Ashur, who is a lich.

Perhaps because of Huo Sui's meekness, the gloom on the lich's face weakened a little, but he still didn't want to let go of his bone wings and didn't want the people on the other side to see her.

The Holy Son's blue eyes showed a hint of displeasure, but he still maintained a smile on his face, and he looked at the cold and powerful lich in front of him, and summoned the light of judgment in his hand. Although the seal of the light of judgment in his body was only unlocked twice, and the odds of winning against the evil lich in front of him may be very small, he is inexplicably unwilling to give up. What's more, the image of the dark elf wrapped in bone wings in front of him, why did he feel so dazzling?

The lich saw a lightsaber formed by the light of judgment in his hand, and the disdain and disgust in his eyes could not be concealed, and the corners of his cold mouth hooked: "What a disgusting color." After speaking, the black scythe was held in his hand again, and the killing intent in his eyes made the aura on his body even more cold and weird.

The Holy Son's blue eyes narrowed slightly, but his gaze fell on the pair of dark elves tightly wrapped under his bone wings, but his actions made the lich even more angry, and a scarlet light crossed the depths of his inky blue pupils.

The cold and tyrannical aura formed a strong air flow around the body, as if it was about to crush the surrounding qiē into ashes.

"Asher, let me go." Huo Sui ordered in a cold voice.

The lich froze, his breath shortened with rage and madness in his eyes, but he restrained himself. He suppressed his feelings, but his voice was full of bone-crushing chills: "You want to save him? ”

The pair of bone wings tightened tighter, Huo Sui closed his eyes, bit the tip of his tongue to make himself more conscious, and then tried to call his sword. The sword of Lodis was already connected to her mind, even if it didn't have any effect, it could divert his attention, and then he naturally had no time to care about the Son of Light in front of him.

The Holy Son finally came back to his senses from the dark elf shouting the name of the lich in front of him, coupled with the face that he couldn't ignore at all, the surprise in the eyes of the Holy Son suddenly turned into a surprise, and a hint of pleasure appeared in the blue eyes: "So many years later, I am so depraved that I am willing to become an evil and ugly lich?" ”

The lich's inky blue eyes, stained scarlet with his suppressed love, raised his head to look at the stupid and disgusting man in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly laughed grimly.

"Cowardly and incompetent, as the Holy Son of Light, you are just an empty shell to be manipulated by others, and you really think that you are a noble and extraordinary Holy Son?" The lich's eyes were full of malice and disdain, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, maliciously elongating his tone, "It's just a container that can be discarded at will." ”

What kind of holy son of light, what kind of holy son chosen by the god of light, is really a ridiculous thing in the world. But the idiot in front of him has no self-knowledge, and he puts on a disgusting and disgusting face. He dared to think that the person he put on the tip of his heart simply didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what to do.

The Holy Son's expression froze slightly when he heard his words, and a layer of coldness appeared in his blue eyes, but he quickly returned to normalcy and looked at the lich in front of him with a smile, and said, "Whether it is left to others to fiddle with, it is not you, the evil lich, who has the final say." With that, the lightsaber hanging in mid-air turned into countless arrows and headed towards the lich, with an unstoppable momentum.

Looking at the light of judgment that surrounded him, the corners of the lich's mouth hooked up a cold smile, and hugged Huo Sui in his arms tightly, his blood-red bone wings opened, and the tyrannical aura around his body made people tremble. Soon, the arrows formed by the light of judgment were like stones in the sea as they approached the lich.

"How is that possible?" The Holy Son frowned and looked at the laughing wanton and arrogant lich, "The light of judgment, can you still hold it in your body?" ”