Jeno nodded: "After the dark crest on your face is drawn, I will use the dark curse to trigger the power of all the magic crests, and then your body will be completely occupied by the power of darkness." Although it is different from the dark elves of the Klamos Blood Moon. But in essence it is about the same. The powerful power of darkness will dispel the curse you have received. ”

Windbutterfly stared at Jeno's face. Finding a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, he immediately asked, "Is there anything else you haven't told me?" ”

Jeno sighed, "There's a very strong bloodlust in your curse. In order to completely suppress and replace this curse, I will also add a Dark Blood-Eating Curse to you after you become a dark elf. I've changed this curse a bit, removing the part about following the curser's orders, and reducing the amount of land power that increases for you when Blooddrain is activated. In this case, the curse will be much lighter on your will. With your will, you should be able to overcome the damage caused by the curse, but it is not without risk. This curse must be strong enough to dispel the bloodthirst**. ”

"Then after I degenerate into a dark elf, will I completely lose my will like the legendary dark elf, and only know to follow the orders of the dark elf king to kill?"

Jeno hesitated for a moment and said, "Wind Butterfly, the nature of power does affect the temperament of the owner, but it is not absolute. For example, low-level monsters or undead creatures are only the most primitive ** slaves, but the wisdom of high-level demons or necromancers is not inferior to that of humans or elves. So whether you can overcome the influence of power and keep your mind clear depends entirely on your own will. ”

Wind Butterfly asked, "What if I can't overcome the effects of power?" What will happen? ”

"That's okay, you'll lose your will and obey my orders completely. However, as your strength grows, there will be a chance to regain your senses in the future. Don't worry, I'll let you kill enough druids. ”

"Lord Jeno, why don't you let me die altogether, and instead go to such great lengths to save me? I can see that you've spent a lot of precious magic materials. Speaking of which, there's no shortage of people like me under your command, and it's not worth it. ”

Jeno said tiredly: "You want to kill the druid, I also think, helping you is actually helping myself, there is nothing to be thankful for." The magic materials are gone, you can find them again, buy them again, and grab them again. If the person is gone, he will never be able to find it again. Adjani asked me to take good care of you before leaving, and I can't even fail to fulfill such a small wish of hers. ”

Wind Butterfly was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked again, "Jeno, I heard that the dark elves are all ...... It's all ......" At this point, her face was slightly red, and she couldn't say any more.

Jeno laughed and said, "You mean to say **? ”

Wind Butterfly nodded slightly.

"Wind Butterfly, there are always untruths in the records of history, and legends are even more so. The dark elves worship power and worship the dark gods. Although I don't know which god the Dark Elf King believes, it is clear that the morality that binds the elves certainly cannot bind the dark elves. When they have a desire, they will satisfy it. In the eyes of the elves, this is, of course, outright blasphemy. But in the eyes of the dark elves, they are simply obeying their truest instincts. ”

Jeno paused for a moment, and then said, "Of course, under the dark power, all your primal instincts will be multiplied...... For you, it's also one of the costs. ”

The wind butterfly looked up to the sky, not knowing what it was thinking.

Jeno tapped his paintbrush in the black potion, glanced at a picture in his hand again, and then walked towards Wind Butterfly and said, "Are you ready?" Hold on to this last Dark Sigil and you'll have great power. You have to remember that you must stay awake during this process, which is the key to whether you can have autonomy after becoming a dark elf. ”

Wind Butterfly suddenly stopped Jeno's paintbrush: "Wait a minute, although you didn't say it explicitly, but I also understand that after the ceremony, there is a high possibility that I will become an unconscious, bloodthirsty and chaotic dark elf......"

She removed the paintbrush from Jeno's hand, set it aside, and wrapped her arms around his neck slowly, slowly.

"If it has to be like this...... At least, I hope my first time is a sober ......."

The strange and beautiful body painted with various magic patterns fell weakly on the white jade platform, fine and dense beads of sweat reflected the magic lights, revealing a charming halo of stars, and the long pale golden hair was like a flowing poem, slowly spreading on the white jade platform. The starry eyes are like the water of two bays of lake, and the water surface is shrouded in a faint blurred smoke cloud.

She lay on her back on the white jade platform, her eyes slightly closed, and she had no strength. The elf who had lost her strength was very weak, and the short period of sudden wind and rain was too much for her to bear.

A silk scarf gently wiped away the beads of sweat from her forehead and the tears that had flowed from her face unconsciously, and then the hand gently brushed her eyes, and a moment later, a little cold fell on her forehead.

This is the Dark Emblem, a curse from the Abyssal Demon.

When it's done, it's the end of everything.

Jeno's last stroke finally fell. He looked at the calm Wind Butterfly with some surprise, as if the cursed power contained in the Dark Emblem had no effect on her at all. He took out another black crystal bottle and poured out several drops of a glue-thick liquid from it. As soon as the crystal bottle was opened, a disgustingly thick bloody aura permeated the entire room, as if the room itself was a huge pool of blood.

The blood-like potion quickly sank into Wind Butterfly's body, leaving not a single drop.

When the majestic voice of Jeno chanting the incantation sounded, the wind butterfly was as calm as a crystal drop of water from the corner of the eye on the surface of a windless lake.

Jeno's mental power had dried up, and the whole person was in a drowsiness, and everything in front of him was blurring and shaking.

In a trance, he seemed to see the mysterious goddess of darkness appear in front of him again. It's still the gray robe, it's still the silver eyes. The white and tender bare feet that had caused the deepest throbbing in his heart were also in front of him.

It's just that for some reason, this time Diana didn't exude the coercion that had made Jeno tremble, but looked a little weak.

Jeno felt a great pain in his head, his brows furrowed, and everything in front of him began to shake again. Suddenly, a long-suppressed flame rose from the deepest part of his soul, and he was ...... He threw himself on the body of God, which is not to be blasphemed!

Jeno suddenly felt that the whole world had become very strange.