Relying on the effect of the spell, a flame ignited in front of him, and Jenny's almost completely frozen body was recovering little by little.

At the same time, the Dark Green Dragon was also not idle, two of its dragon heads were constantly devouring the dead elves nearby, and the injuries on its body were rapidly recovering, and the broken flesh and blood were healing rapidly, as if the wounds had never existed.

In a trance, I don't know if it was Jenny's illusion, she only felt that the size of the dark green dragon was larger than before, which brought her a stronger sense of oppression.

"Hey, I haven't gone back yet! What are you eating? Why don't you get me back soon! ”

Suddenly, a slightly dissatisfied female voice reached Jenny's ears, and following the voice, it was the dragon's head that broke to the ground and spewed frost dragon breath.

"Do you speak the lingua franca?" Looking at the dragon head with the garland, Jenny asked through gritted teeth.

"Lingua franca? It's like the guy who taught us about it and said it would give us a higher score! I'm a good learner! ”

The dragon's head that broke to the ground leaped as if she didn't feel any pain at all, and the murky blood was constantly flowing out of her neck, staining the ground near her red.

Jenny frowned, she didn't understand what the monster in front of her was saying.

The experience of learning witchcraft also made Jenny see the extraordinaryness of this monster, it didn't look like an ordinary creature, it was more like the strange creation of those witches, and I didn't know what level of magicians could create such a monster.

Concentrating mana from his body again, Jenny set his eyes on the dragon's head, which was broken to the ground and wore a garland on its head.

Since simply detaching from the body could not take away the vitality of the dark green dragon, Jenny planned to start from the source and completely turn this dragon head into powder.

There wasn't much mana left in his body, but Jenny seemed to have found a way to defeat the monster.

…………

"Lady Jenny......

Faced with the cold dragon breath spewed out by the dragon head of the garland, Sodofi's body, as early as the first time, fell into stiffness due to the cold, and he couldn't make any moves at all.

At that moment, Sodofi only felt that her mind was a blur, she couldn't think about anything at all, the temperature in her body was passing rapidly, and what awaited her was only death in the cold.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but what Sodofi felt in the extreme cold was not a kind of cold, but a kind of blazing heat, which was simply not possible.

However, the expected death did not come, and by the time Sodofi came to her senses, she was no longer in the battlefield, but in the same place she had visited not long ago.

It was the top of a watchtower, scorched black from the burning nearby, and he could look down on the entire battlefield below, including the witch Jenny who was fighting the green monsters, and Sodophi.

A warm breath came from the side of the watchtower, and Sodofi looked sideways, only to see a figure she had never expected.

It was a red-skinned humanoid creature with a hot temperature, but with the memories of his past, Sodofi recognized his identity.

"Hero Ive! Why are you here? Looking at the reddened elf in front of him, Sodofi was surprised, "Those Jungle Guardians have said that you are missing, no one knows your location, where have you been?" ”

"......" Sodophi's words came from his ear, Ive's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything, and finally, he turned his head to the side and said slowly, "Don't look at me like that......"

At this time, Sodofi also noticed the abnormality in Ive's body, the red skin, the heat flow that couldn't stop emitting from his whole body, and the words of Master Jenny before, which also made Sodofe confirm something, and she said in disbelief: "Hero Ive, you...... Have you become a demon? ”

"I don't want that either." The red elf sighed, and he looked back at Sodophi, trying to see the disgust in her eyes, "But as you can see, I am now a demon hated by all living things, and I have to serve the Demon King...... You must be as disgusted with me as I was with those necromancers. ”

"Not really." Hearing Iver say this, Sodofi immediately shook his head, "You saved me several times when I was in danger, and of course I don't hate you for this." ”

As he spoke, Sodofi seemed to recall something.

Not long ago, when she was attacked by the necromancer Arion and almost died of serious injuries, she felt a warm wind in the distance, and Sodofi didn't care about it at that time, but thought that she was wrong, and now that she thinks about it, I'm afraid that the hero Ivor was ready to rescue at that time, but the crisis was finally resolved.

This discovery also made Sodofi cover her mouth in surprise, she didn't expect that everything she had done before would be seen by Ive.

"But I loathe myself." After listening to Sodophi's words, Ive's expression did not improve, and he said bitterly, "Not long ago, I was imprisoned in purgatory by demons, and my thoughts returned again and again to the original night, the night of the tragedy. ”

"I've asked myself countless times, why was I deceived by that necromancer? Why didn't you see through his disguise? It was my decision that led to the tragedy. As he spoke, Ive's emotions became excited, "If those things hadn't happened, he wouldn't have the power he had in the future, and the other creatures in the Eri wouldn't have fallen to the point where they are now......"

"You're a hero." Listening to Ive's words, Sodofi's eyes began to redden, and she comforted her, "Master Jenny said that heroes should move forward bravely, and should not be bound by the past. ”

"I'd rather not be a hero." Iver lowered his head and said slowly, "I made a mistake that affected the creatures around me and killed my favorite elves, and when I think about it, I wish it was me who died......

Sodofi's expression was downcast, she could feel the pain in Ive's heart, but she heard the red elf continue:

"Legend has it that the Elves have ever given birth to the greatest hero of light, who slain evil lichs and slain powerful demons, and whose name has spread throughout the land, and whose name terrifles all evil creatures...... I inherited his weapons, but I failed to inherit his will, and I couldn't even avenge the creatures I killed, and I wasn't a hero at all......"

"It's not like that!"

Iver raised his head in some surprise, only to see Sodofi looking at him firmly, her eyes teary, but her eyes were so determined.