As the world was quietly changing, a purple-red electric light suddenly flashed in the sky, and it was quickly obscured by the night.

In the Forest of Eternal Night, within the Elves, the Prophet stood beside the sacred tree, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and his mouth muttered, not knowing what he was saying.

At his side was Queen Milian, seated in the same position, with her eyes closed and her face reverent.

The light of the sacred tree sprinkled over the entire elven realm, and the dim green light flickered continuously.

When the lightning flashed from the sky, the prophet opened his eyes in vain, and his originally clear expression became brilliant, and milky white magic appeared around him to surround him.

As soon as the magic appeared, Milian was aware of it, but did not bother, but made room for the Prophet.

The magic around him grew stronger, and the glare in the prophet's pupils grew brighter.

I saw that the pious look on his face had long since disappeared, and there was a little more coldness, and then I didn't know what was happening, and the milky white magic began to turbulent, and in an instant, it dissipated.

As the magic vanished, the colors in the pupils returned to clarity.

The prophet did not move, his eyes looked clear that there was no problem, but he stood in place.

Milian waited for more than ten seconds, but didn't see him move, and then walked over suspiciously, "Mixiu, what's going on?"

She was sure that something must have happened, not only did the Prophet sense the lightning, but she also knew it.

"Milian, I mean if. Halfway through speaking, the Prophet hesitated for a moment, and then saw Milian's worried eyes, and forcibly put aside the depression in his heart, revealing a warm smile, "Milian, if Zheng Ming comes back, please help him tell him that he must not go to the Shadow Clan until he finds the Sacred Tree Seed." ”

"Why didn't you tell him yourself?"

Milian was puzzled, the Prophet never called her Milian, and sometimes at most she called her Queen Milian, this anomaly was too obvious.

"You'll find out soon. ”

As she asked, why didn't he tell Zheng Ming himself, this suspicion was even stronger when the Prophet avoided the topic.

But the prophet's last words made her completely unable to think about the above questions.

The Prophet looked at the sky and asked softly, "Milian, do you remember how I got back to the Elves?"

Just a question, Milian's face changed instantly, and he looked around in a panic.

"Don't look at it, the tribesmen have all been sent by me to carry out missions on the border. ”

What is the task that requires sending so many people out?

This thought was fleeting, but it was immediately overshadowed by the horror just now, and Milian looked at the prophet solemnly, "Has anyone escaped again? ”

Milian's question was very strange, there should be a big secret between the two that was not known to the world, the prophet said Hui, and she said to run, seemingly unrelated, but it seemed to be closely connected.

"It's not that someone has escaped, it's that there has been a place here. "What the Prophet said was prosaic.

Milian froze for a moment, as if recalling something hundreds of centuries ago.

A similar situation happened at that time, those unemotional meat sacs.

The Prophet seemed reluctant to get involved in this matter, and when he sensed Mirian's state, he diverted the subject, "Whatever the reason, now we are going to do our best to solve this matter, and their target seems to be the Son." ”

Hearing Zheng Ming's news, Milian was stunned, since the Mtrance incident, she had no news of Zheng Ming, and she had asked the prophet many times, but she didn't get any answer. I read books

So I couldn't help but ask, "Zheng Ming, where is he?" ”

"He hasn't left the range of Mtrance yet, at the junction of Zhongzhou and Mtrance, but we can't go to that place, and they are also with him. ”

The Prophet looked back from the sky, and when he had finished speaking, he looked vaguely in one direction out of the corner of his eye, but quickly moved away.

For some reason, the indifferent expression on the Prophet's face changed in vain, and one hand was stretched out and wiped in the air.

A drop of black ink emerges from the space, and what appears to be a flowing liquid freezes as it appears.

It's not just this drop of black ink that doesn't move, it's all the areas within a kilometer radius, the leaves stop swinging, the mud and sand don't fly, and everything in the range stops at the same time.

Just like when he rescued Bengu in the first place, the longer the Prophet used his power, terrifying rifts began to appear throughout the space.

Faintly in these spatial crevices, you can see countless purple-red lightning, which is densely filled with the power of "Heavenly Punishment".

At the same time, irregular fluctuations began to appear around the black ink, as if it was about to break away from space.

Sensing this, the Prophet injected more mana into the space, and the speed at which those cracks increased from one to several per second.

When Black Ink and the Prophet were at a stalemate, several trees around them were already swallowed by the spatial cracks, and the Holy Tree let out an ethereal sigh, "Prophet, let it go, you can't stop this from happening, Zheng Ming should have been killed by this." ”

"Okay, I'll just let it go. When the Prophet heard this, he bowed in the direction of the sacred tree and withdrew his power directly.

The feeling of stagnation in the space receded like a tide.

The leaves swayed, and the sand flew.

After the suppression was lifted, the black ink burrowed into a spatial gap and disappeared.

As soon as Milian heard the prophet talk about Zheng Ming's news, his face was still on the expression of interest, and he sighed reflexively, "How is he doing?" ”

But after sighing, he was keenly aware of the terrifying aura around him, so he looked around.

Hundreds of spatial cracks were irregularly distributed around, and each crack was healing at an extremely fast rate.

It was a scene she knew all too well.

No, she must have spent some years with the Prophet, and she was all too familiar with the power of the Prophet.

Without thinking about it, he asked directly, "What happened just now." ”

At the same time, he also took a closer look around the sacred tree to see if there were any spatial cracks around the sacred tree.

It was a false alarm, and then he stared at the prophet.

"I was careless just now, exposing the location of the Holy Son, and he may be in a little trouble. It was rare for the Prophet to look very bad.

His expression had to make Milian pay attention, but he didn't ask, and could only pace back and forth worriedly.

It's not that Milian doesn't want to ask, but every time the prophet uses this power, it seems to be connected to something, and if he asks, the prophet will be counterattacked.

It's not that I don't want to ask, but I can't ask.

He's going to get in a little bit of trouble, how much trouble is going to be.