Glazer spreads out his senses like a spider's web, all over the corners of Sulama to check if the props Ricky has planted are in place.

This trick was learned from Mu Yan, and the old man was very interested in his interesting way of using perception, especially after learning that Ricky had made a mistake in it.

Ricky was also aware of this, he was like a hopscotch, deftly shuttling between the gaps in the grid, until he was twenty meters close to the Glazer before he was swept by a change of formation from the old man, and he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

This old fox is an assassin's nightmare.

But at this moment, he and Glazer glanced in a certain direction at the same time.

It was under a tree that seemed to hide an even more careless visitor......

If Ricky was a dexterous hopscotch, she was a straight walk-in, clumsy like an elephant in the eyes of the Tallinns, crude, crappy, and unskillful.

But he didn't notice that Glazer's eyes had changed since the woman appeared.

……

Sengil felt that the atmosphere was strange, and there was a young human standing beneath the Tower of Night, but the back felt familiar to her.

She searched her memories carefully and found that there was only one person who matched her ......

Just kidding, how is that possible?

The man was dead a long time ago, but his stand-in, or Psion, was still active in Jialan, and the followers of the Lord of the Elements were gradually corrupting the country, trying to wipe out the unbelievers who claimed to be seekers of truth.

Thinking of this, she thought of Idriel, a girl who was seen as the hope of Lord Izu, and as the most likely of the believers to become a legend, on a par with Eliel......

Then she thought of Eliel, and Amacer, who had just fled.

It was as if there was a thread connecting the group of people.

Damn, could it be that their goal is to target this plan?

Sengil felt that she had vaguely grasped something, and she needed to find the Lord of the Water as soon as possible and tell him the news......

But before she could lift her feet, a voice came from her ears.

"Long time no see, Lady Sengil."

The voice was as warm as jade, but the tone was like a volcano about to erupt, and there was hidden anger under the silence.

The figure in front of her disappeared at some point, and came behind her instead.

Is it really ......

Xianjiel's pupils shrank, she didn't have time to think, the moment the longbow reached the full moon, and as she turned around, there were three arrows hanging on it, and a "boom" shot behind her.

She didn't think that such an attack would be enough to repel her opponent, even the Amather kid had made great progress, not to mention the Glazer in front of her, who had been a white-robed mage two hundred years ago?

The arrows were steadily restrained by Glazer's shield, as if they were stuck in a sluggish mire, and they didn't even explode. At the same time, a layer of hoarfrost covered Sengil's body, freezing her calves in the blink of an eye, which was gradually spreading upwards, and her movements became sluggish and stiff.

Sengil felt as if her legs were frozen, and she hooked the bowstring hard, rrangling her fingers, and the blood was absorbed by the longbow, and suddenly a green light bloomed, purifying the ice from her body.

"Huh?"

Glazer let out a soft sigh and saw that Singier had broken free of control, but he hadn't followed.

He knew there was a guy with a bad taste still watching.

Indeed, Singier ran less than two steps, and was wondering why the other party didn't catch up, and suddenly a layer of goosebumps appeared on his neck.

A chill invaded her skin, causing her to stop abruptly.

An enemy also emerged, a monster she had never seen before......

He was as tall as a dwarf, with ears like elves, and had skin as blue as the sea, but with goat's horns on his forehead.

The mustachioed man was also looking at her, with a look in his eyes that looked like he was looking at an animal, which made her very uncomfortable.

"Hey, Ricky, don't stare at people, elves are very proud." Glazer's voice came from behind.

"Do all the elves look the same?" Ricky asked, "Eric says elves are the most beautiful creatures, but I don't think she's as beautiful as Uno." ”

"If you think thick lines and strength are 'beautiful,' that's true."

"No, I just hate her expression, it's not that I hate being slender, isn't Momoya very slender." Ricky shrugged. "I hate this kind of expression, even the unbeatable hipsters are not so high."

"Then you're on point."

The mage walked over and faced Sengil with a deep look in his eyes, as if he remembered many old things.

"When it comes to 'being on top', no one can compare to this group of people......

"I remember that etiquette is compulsory in Sulama, has this lady forgotten that she owes me a greeting?"

Sengil craned her neck stiffly, not squeaking.

"It's rare to see that look on your face, Lord Sengil." Glazer sneered: "I still remember the brutality and indifference when you found out my identity and forcibly took Athera from me, more than two hundred years have passed, which is at least two lives for human beings, and I have undergone earth-shaking changes, but you are still beautiful." ”

Sengil let out a cold snort from his throat and glared at him with disdain.

Glazer looked at her equally calmly, and only then did the latter breathe a sigh of relief in a teasing way when he couldn't help but look away.

"I'm really too concerned about it." He said lightly: "Actually, whether you open your mouth or not, there are some things that I will know after all, but the behavior is somewhat offensive, and ...... My nosy apprentice always told me to stop getting contaminated with negative energy - it's a pun, but you can't understand it.

"Still, I couldn't help but want to explore some things, some ...... with my own hands Revenge. ”

He lowered his voice, leaned into Sengil's ear, and whispered, "Because I'm back from hell." ”

The cold hairs on Xianjier's ears stood up because of these words, and she trembled uncontrollably for a moment, a look of horror flashed in her eyes, and she didn't dare to look at the other party.

What exactly did he go through? Could it be that the elf...... Amatho also ......

She didn't dare to imagine it anymore.

"Stun her, let's go."

"Bingo."

Ricky stunned Sengil, and Glazer summoned a Qi elemental to carry her on her back, and the two of them left Sulama and headed for the rime square in the middle.

They also saw the battle over the Courtyard of Stars, and the old man knew very well that Suria and Amather would not be able to fight this kind of battle, and it was not difficult for him to guess that Mu Yan had caught up.

This nosy young man.

Glazer smiled, but with a pride peculiar to an elder.

……

In the Temple of the Two Moons, Memion was pierced through his chest by a sword from Silio, and the bursting sword qi exploded a hole the size of a bowl in his chest, and blood flowed gurgling.

The White Crow's swordsmanship, known for its defense, also has this amazing lethality, which is the first time for both Suria and Memeon.

The Shadow Frost Patriarch looked up, his sword also piercing Silio's body, but for a soul body, there was no vital matter.

The sword blessed by divine power ignited with flames, and was strengthening itself with the soul of Silio.

He thought he would push him back—that's what Memion had thought until his left chest was pierced, but he was wrong. The madman in front of him had to nail him to the wall even if he tried to burn himself out.

Sullia also tried to take the old man back into the crystal ball, but he refused, and his anger seemed to make him regain his consciousness and no longer be a muddy scroll keeper, so he was very resistant and stubborn.

This incomprehensible stubbornness reminded Memeon of a group of people......

But shouldn't they have died in the Black Thorn Forest??

When the long sword pierced through his body, and the other party's angry eyes were close at hand, Memion suddenly reacted.

"I ...... Get to know you."

He said intermittently, his lips trembling as he squeezed out a sentence.

"But you...... You shouldn't have ......"

Celio grinned, a sinister smile.

"I'm back from hell!"

"Bang"

With a loud bang, the sword that pierced through his body knocked down the walls of the temple, and the surrounding area was empty, and Memion tried to escape into the realm of night again, but at this time, Amath and Suria locked him in the middle with their respective domains.

"Ahhh

Feeling the continuous passage of life force, the Shadow Frost Patriarch wailed unwillingly, he tried to dedicate everything he had to Isu, and the connection between him and Isu was the sword in his hand.

"I would give everything I had! Your Excellency, Lord of the Waters!! Please give me strength, please give me the power for vengeance—please—"

However, all his hopes were blocked by the thick barrier beyond the lake of tranquility.

"Your gods can't save you!!"

Syrio's sword shattered Memeon's body completely.

"How could it be...... ...... like this"

Memeon's soul phantom slowly rose, and he was about to return his soul to Heru, when he was suddenly grabbed back by a large transparent hand.

The figures of Zaix and Momoya appeared in the temple, and Mr. Za frowned, looked at the cursed soul in his hand, and directly crushed it like an egg, and then quickly burned it clean.

"It's part of the atonement......" he muttered.

"Mr. Damian."

Surya and Amacer leaned in.

"Are you done?"

"Hmm."

Teacher Za nodded, his eyes fell on the dim Silio, and he couldn't help frowning.

"How? How did he get hurt like this? Wait, he'...... Is it a soul body? ”

The latter part of the conversation became a surprise.

Sulia realized that it seemed that Mr. Silio's bones were still there......

Her gaze flickered between the two, and a subtle atmosphere was spreading.

Amacer didn't know about the Bone Spirit Swordsman, thinking that Teacher Zha was still unclear, so he explained it in a few words.

So after piercing the window paper, the atmosphere was obviously stagnant.

Damian was about to heal Celio's injuries, but when he heard this, his hand froze in the air.

The fair, slender hand with a ring on the middle finger contained a skeleton......

Its original owner was right in front of him......

But the skeleton developed an autonomous sense of battle......

He finally understood why the two damn guys, old and young, were laughing like foxes when he discussed this with the other two necromancers......

The mystery was solved, but new questions were thrown at him.

Fortunately, Silio passed out due to his injuries and broke the deadlock. Only then did everyone rush to start treatment.

After the temporary treatment was over, Mr. Zha rushed to the rime square without saying a word, and the others also tacitly agreed that they didn't say much.

……

On the outskirts of Silvermoon City, Gustavo gathered all the bear monsters and asked them to march into the city under the leadership of the village chief of Och.

"What about those forest elves?" Biru pointed to the corner of the treehouse.

Gustavo followed his finger and saw a small figure flash by, then poked its head timidly out from behind the tree.

This seems to be a congenitally disabled forest spirit, still holding a small purple gourd in his hand, and when he saw Gustavo looking over, he grimaced at him and stuck out his tongue.

"Half of these little ones have been taken to the front by the damn elves, and only these disabled ones are left, and they have no combat power. If it weren't for the barely surplus rations in Wood Throat Village, and the lack of food for these guys, you probably wouldn't have seen them. "Birudao.

"Take it away, too, the sky of the wind is not short of so many mouths."

With a wave of his hand, Gustavo sent vines from the ground and sent the terrified little one to him.

"Be honest with me, do you hear?" He said fiercely.

Xiao Lin Jing pursed his mouth, his eyes quickly filled with tears, and he hugged the small gourd in his hand tightly, looking aggrieved.

"Hey, don't cry...... That's what I said......"

Gustavo scratched his head urgently, and he threw the little one above his head, leaving it in his shaggy hair and with Smaug.

"Alright, take the others and let's go!"