Love is blind, and lovers can't see the stupid things they do. —Shakespeare

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In the aspen forest north of Imotru, a dark red figure like embers stood silently in the treetops. He had two long, pointed ears, an indifferent expression, his hair was like a flowing flame, and his face was covered with charred cracks, like a dry earth without water.

In front of him, the muddy rotting blood was lined up, stretching into an endless line, the jelly-like liquid body was covered with brown veins and dark red lines, and a terrifying mouth opened in front of him, constantly changing its form, like a naughty child grimacing.

This level 5 monster is extremely corrosive, with stomach acid-like digestive juices taking up 40% of their bodies, and contains terrifying neurotoxins, and most importantly, its amorphous posture and fighting style that wrap around enemies at every turn make few players willing to fight it. This has also created the flamboyant and domineering character of most of the rotten blood, which is particularly prominent when they move their clans, and there is a poem "Rotten blood goes out to fight, and no grass grows." ”

However, now, this group of demonic beasts with hideous faces obediently stopped in front of this person like obedient schoolchildren, not daring to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

There was only an ignorant Rotten Blood Raccoon who didn't seem to understand the situation, and recklessly squirmed forward half a step, and in an instant a flash of fire flashed, as if the entire gloomy forest was illuminated for a moment, and the Rotten Blood Raccoon disappeared.

There was a steaming crack in the place where it had been, and there seemed to be molten lava flowing from it.

After another ten minutes or so, the smell of blood from Imotrum grew stronger, and the carrion was agitated, and the threat to their lives could no longer stop their thirst for blood.

Suddenly, there was a special fluctuation not far away, and the strange man's indifferent face was slightly surprised, and his figure disappeared.

The army of Rotten Blood slowed for a moment, then swept towards Imotru as if in manic mode.

……

Having captured his new weapon, Gustavo ran back to the battlefield and slashed at Etus with his spear.

The poor king of the fire demon was taken aback when he saw what he was holding in his hand, thinking that Shanes had betrayed this guy, and almost blew out a dirty word, but fortunately the two had a tacit understanding, and they looked at each other together, glanced at each other from a distance, and then saw the despair in each other's eyes.

Knowing that it would be worse for both of them to drag on like this, Ertus simply gave up his resistance and manipulated the last group of fire demons to crash into the Fujiki warriors and blow themselves up, igniting a raging fire and then sneaking away from the chaos.

As for Shanes, that guy is much more cunning than he is, so he doesn't worry about it.

On the other side, the King of Hunters was originally moving left and right in embarrassment, and he couldn't hold on anymore, but suddenly felt that the pressure from the other party suddenly decreased, and he couldn't help but raise his head in confusion.

In his field of vision, Arteus frowned slightly, his lips turned purple, and a trace of blood foamed from the corners of his mouth, as if he still had ice slag.

Along with the surrounding space, the blockade is also a little loose.

"Here's your chance!"

Shanes thought to himself, while quickly measuring the difference in strength between friend and foe, and seemed to have the idea of recovering the debt.

Seeing the other party's expression, Artes still didn't understand what he was thinking, sneered, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Why, do you think it's the end of the crossbow? So why don't you try it? ”

As he spoke, he directly dispersed the surrounding spatial blockade, and instead held his wand and stared at each other sharply.

The King of Hunters couldn't help frowning, was the other party playing tricks or was he really planning to have a final battle? Just as he hesitated, he caught a glimpse of Ertus and Gustavo chasing after him, the flame trident and his own Rikiel colliding from time to time, sparks flying.

How did this guy Ertus fight and retreat in the direction of Blackstone Mountain? Afraid that you want to slip away?

Seeing the people who took the lead in escaping, Shanes couldn't help but retreat, intending to slip away. So he spoke:

"Brother, since you and I are both injured, then I will admit it this time. Can I leave my name and fight another day? ”

Artes raised an eyebrow.

"Do you have to report your home before asking someone's name?"

"Good!"

Shanes smiled heartily: "In Lower Van Gaal, Lord Garden's most devout devotee, you have a bad fight today, you can come to the Kadra Heights to find me when you have time." ”

Artes nodded, and threw out a name as well.

"Amacer. Similarly, if you are not convinced, you can come to Silvermoon City to find me. ”

"The green mountains don't change, the green water flows forever, we will have a period later!"

Artes sneered, didn't answer, still staring at him wary.

Suddenly, a desolate and ancient aura came from the center of the growing area.

Artes and Misya, who were the mages of the Seven Rings, could clearly feel that the concentration of the elements in the air had more than doubled, and that the elements seemed to be jubilant and singing, as if a grand celebration was about to begin.

Gustavo also felt all this, and at the same time as the elements were jubilant, it was as if a voice echoed in his head, like a mother's whisper, warm and kind. So he hurriedly threw down Etus and rushed to the center in the form of a flying eagle.

Artes also didn't bother to be wary of his opponent, and rushed to the middle several times in a row.

At this time, Etus quietly reached for his companion.

"Hey, are you alright? Why is Ricky in that guy's hands? ”

"Are you embarrassed? If you hadn't called for help, what could I have done? ”

Ertus blushed, but fortunately he couldn't tell anything from the color of his skin.

"By the way, what about your dog? Don't you want me to be resurrected this time? ”

Shanes was stunned.

"Yes, my dog ......"

He looked into the distance, the boiling blood was wrapped into a white zongzi, and although the burning bones were majestic, they could only be in the situation of being walked.

"This stupid dog! Why didn't it know to save Boiling Blood?? ”

He covered his face in despair, but because there were at least three figures standing around the battle that were not weaker than him, he could only watch from a distance.

……

"So, the Rotten Blood Raccoon didn't come?"

Mishua threw out several earthen walls and surrounded Burning Bone and Gustavo, allowing the latter to engage in a miserable "shut-in-the-door" activity.

"Well, but let's go to Silvermoon City to repair it, it's not in vain."

Mu Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, he moved his somewhat stiff arms, looking at the slightly shiny area in the center of the planting area.

The smell of blood had been dispelled from there, and there were only countless elements of cheer and a breath of fresh air.

He knew very well that it was a gentle breeze from the windy firmament.

"There's a door, isn't it? Where does it lead? Aren't you going to go in? "Mishoa was curious." If you don't go in, why do you spend so much effort? ”

Mu Yan smiled and explained, "This is just a conjecture that confirms me. As for why not go in...... To put it another way, why do you go to such lengths to gather the small groups around you? If this large group of druids can't get out after they get in, what's the difference between that and not moving to Silvermoon City? ”

Mishya's expression froze. "You really know something."

"It's all said that I'm Miya's parent." He smiled noncommittally. "I've also helped you persuade the people of Wood Throat Village, since the village chief of Ochie has sent all his daughters to Imotru, he must have some ideas. I suggest you change a team of diplomats, the eldest lady of the Night Whisperer talks to whoever she talks to with a dead face, how can anyone agree to your request? You can't eat it if you look good, right? ”

"Hmph." Mishua snorted coldly, if it weren't for the fact that the other party had contributed to this battle, and there were a lot of secrets on her body, someone would have spoken to her like this, she would have left a long time ago.

"By the way, there is a group of forest spirits near Wood Throat Village, can you help me take care of them?" Mu Yan suddenly remembered the group of naughty little guys and hurriedly asked.

"They were sheltered by the Children of the Night." As soon as Mishua finished speaking, she saw Artes, whose face was pale, staggering back, and hurriedly greeted him with a concerned expression.

Seeing the reproach on his lover's face, Artes squeezed out a somewhat reluctant smile.

"Those two haven't gone far yet, don't panic too much."

Mishua glanced at the two who were standing in the distance and hesitated, and nodded slightly, his expression softening slightly.

At this time, an elf exclamation suddenly came from the crowd below who were cleaning up the mess.

"It's Lucy and Tina!"

The two glanced at each other and hurriedly flew over.

In the crowd, Lucy, who had been seriously wounded in the battle just now, lay in Tina's arms, held her hand tightly, spoke incoherently in panic, and shouted in her mouth: "They, here they are!" Here they are! ”

"What's coming?" Mishya hurriedly soothed her and cast an inquiring look at Tina.

"It's a carrion ......," Tina also turned pale. Lucy was especially afraid of these magical beasts, and she could sense them from a distance, but she was scared like this, and it was the first time I had seen them. ”

"Where are they?"

Lucy pointed north with trembling fingers.

"It's too much...... Boundless......"

Hearing this, Artes flew straight in that direction. Mishea, worried about his injuries, followed.

At this time, Gustavo walked out with a half-dead burning bone that smashed through the earthen wall, and although this strange golden retriever dog could not be killed, he could still stun it and make it incapacitated. As for Boiling Blood, because he inherited too many injuries from Burning Bone's body, he didn't have time to heal and fell into a coma, which is enough to see how much effort Gustavo put into Burning Bone.

"And then what? Mishua said that the new monster is coming around again, let me ask you. His grandmother's, are these grandchildren still finished? ”

Mu Yan frowned and did not answer. Probably because of his cultivation of necromancy, he also smelled a smell of corruption from the deceased at this time, but it was very light. Suria told him what was going on through the ring, and he frowned and looked to the north, where he could vaguely see a torrent of mud crushing the aspen trees.

"Is this the smell of rotting blood?"

He threw his doubts aside and said to the patriarch:

"You command everyone to lean in the middle, what should come will come after all."

Gustavo glanced at him, nodded and went down to execute. Although there were also many questions, he didn't say much. Although this patriarch is not wise and foolish, he is also far less dull than he seems.

After this series of battles, Mu Yan had already gained the trust of almost all druids, including him, and even vaguely gained a sense of prestige. Maybe because this matter has never ended, Mu Yan has not received a system prompt for a long time, if the event reward is settled at this moment, it is estimated that his overall reputation in Imotru may reach "respect" (power prestige: neutrality, friendliness, trust, respect, ambassador), this climbing speed is much faster than two years later.

About a minute or two later, Artes and the others also appeared with solemn faces, and he flew straight to Mu Yan, as if he wanted to say something.

At this moment, a slightly strong smell of corruption entered Mu Yan's nose, and the alarm was suddenly in vain.

"Be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling flash of fire pierced the sky above Imotru, and in an instant it seemed as if the whole world had been illuminated for a moment.

Mu Yan's eyes were about to split, and he saw a somewhat familiar figure suddenly emerge from the air, slashing straight at Artes's back with a human-high flame scythe. The badly injured mage seemed to be a little sluggish and unaware of it. Fortunately, Mishua reacted quickly, and she didn't have time to think about it, so she pounced on her lover, and it seemed that she was planning to use her body to resist this attack.

This knife was so fast that even if Mu Yan discovered the mistake in advance, there was no room for salvation. The tremendous force of the flame scythe slammed Mishya to the ground, and a charred black wound with flesh turned out suddenly spread all over her back, extending from her left shoulder to her right buttocks, completely tearing apart the mage shield, and deep into the bones.

Artes also reacted, he hugged the falling Missya, a cold aura emanated from him, and Mu Yan, who was close at hand, felt that his soul was about to be frozen.

The owner of the fire sickle instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and if he couldn't hit it, he immediately fled thousands of miles away, and his figure disappeared into the air in an instant.

"No—"

The furious magic tore through Artes's body, and immediately blood flowed and a frost climbed his cheeks, but he didn't care, and for a moment the air around the two of them buzzed, like an invisible hand stirring up an extremely fast vortex.

"Calm down, save people first!"

Mu Yan hurriedly shouted.

"Don't you want to heal Mishya?"

Artes woke up like a dream, and quickly dispersed his magic, ignoring the blood on his body, and flew down with her in his arms.

Mu Yan suddenly realized who the familiar figure was just now, and at the same time, an uneasy thought flashed through his mind.

Fire Scythe Ze Lagar, that must be claimed to be the best solution at every step, every appearance will bring casualties, every attack is impossible to return in vain, known as the fire scythe is out, the undying Ze Lagar! ! In this case, the opponent's next attack will be-

"Get out of there!"

He immediately shouted, waving the ebony chill at the same time, and a chilling cloud of water vapor immediately filled the sky over the planting area.

Artes immediately flashed forward with Mishua in his arms, and his position was instantly illuminated by a flash of fire.

He turned his head and was shocked when he saw the culprit.

Galadze...... My lord? ”

"He's not Galadze, he's Zelagar!"

After Mu Yan finished reciting the last incantation, he shouted while waving his staff downward, and the "Enhanced Blizzard" condensed by the icy water element immediately roared down, and a piercing chill rushed straight towards the two of them.

Sensing that the blizzard was blocking his path, Zelagar would be hit and slow down if he insisted on pursuing him, so he glanced back at him, and then he vanished. It's just that before escaping into the shadows, a trace of killing intent flashed on his indifferent face, which made Mu Yan's heart feel cold.

It's over, it's hateful.

At the same time, the two onlookers who were paddling in the distance also rushed over. Shanes wanted to save his dog, but Etus just wanted to see who it was, and they didn't know who the reinforcements were that had suddenly appeared.

Seeing that Mu Yan was about to be besieged by the three of them, and the "flash technique" was not enough to get him out of the encirclement, Artes quickly landed.

"Wait—"

He stopped Gustavo and Suria, who were about to fly to save the man, but the latter could not fly and was anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

He pointed to his feet where the light was getting stronger, and said to Gustavo, "You are the head of the clan, I'll go." ”

", you-"

"Don't talk nonsense, help me heal her."

He interrupted Gustavo with a foul reluctance, handed Miseuthia into his hands, and turned to Surya.

"And you, don't go up and make trouble."

After saying that, he flew towards Mu Yan without looking back, and the latter relied on the "flash technique" and his understanding of Zelagar to constantly toss and turn, looking dangerous.

"Hey, boy, I'll talk to you about 'sonnets' when I have time."

"What?"

Mu Yan was so energetic that he was tired of running for his life, and he didn't even notice that he had joined the battle, and he was caught off guard by the latter's neckline, and then thrown down roughly.

"Hey—"

He also intends to save the world by flashing back to the battlefield, but the space around him seems to freeze.

"Artes, you idiot!"

Where does he not know the other party, this is the rhythm of being a hero. But what does it mean that he locked the space around him, isn't this making Lao Tzu a treasure? Zeragar likes to chase after the victory, and there are moments that are unguardable, such as-

Sure enough, Zelagar reappeared just on the route where Mu Yan fell. Just as he raised his scythe alof, a bloodied figure leaped from the ground, carrying a furious earth element, like a high-speed train, and he had to avoid its edge.

“Grwee-thehb！ What are you doing here!? Gustavo! ”

Seeing who it was, Artes stared at his red eyes and cursed, his face full of anger, and on the ground, Gustavo was trapped in place by a small gravity-enhanced area, his feet in the mud, his eyes were also red, and he let out an unwilling roar. The patriarch who can bind the strength of up to 19 points is only Mishua.

After the female elf suddenly appeared, not only did she dispel Zeragar's idea of attacking, but she also used the "Gravity Technique" to accelerate Mu Yan's falling speed.

"Lin Jing, take care of it yourself, the old lady has no time."

"You two idiots!"

Mu Yan scolded urgently, but he had no power to resist in the face of the force that formed an absolute suppression.

Mishoa came to Arteus, raised her hand with a cold face, and slapped her lover in the face.

The latter didn't dodge or dodge, let the other party vent, and then hugged her and kissed her heavily.

Mishya rarely gave up the struggle, and instead responded more strongly than he did.

At the last moment of their lives, the two did not waste a minute or a second on nonsense.

Blood was oozing from the hideous wound on Miseuca's back, but she didn't care, and instead hugged Artes hard, as if to rub the other into her petite body.

At the same time, Shanes and Etus also arrived, and with Zeragar hiding in the air, there were three difficult opponents for the future Safron. Except for a special method, no mage can save the situation.

Just like the twelve seven-ring mages lined up in the sky above the Black Thorn Forest on that cold night 717 years ago, the two of them embracing each other at this moment shone with the same gorgeous elemental light.

This is the only moment in every non-legendary mage's life when he takes complete control of the elements, and it is the last movement of the mage's life.

All three of them noticed the anomaly, and when they were about to leave, they found that the space around them had been locked.

A smile appeared on Arte's face, and he whispered softly in his lover's ear, "Sawin once said that love is blind, and lovers can't see the stupid things they do. ”

"The guy finally said something useful." Mishua also smiled knowingly.

At this time, Mu Yan was about to touch the ground, and Gustavo, who was endlessly annoyed, stretched out his hands to catch him, but the light of the ground below him seemed to have reached its limit, turning into a big mouth that wanted to devour, swallowing everything around him with a breath, and then disappearing. All that was left was barren and dry soil.

After that, in the air, the two people who hugged each other tightly also returned to the extreme light, accompanied by a deafening explosion.

Boom –

After the loud noise, the sky in the distance, the double moon slowly set, and on the other side, the glow was dazzling.

The night of nuclear leveling is over, as it was at the beginning.