On the outskirts of the Forest of Life, in the dense jungle, the beast spirit Herson was very embarrassed and prostrate on the ground.

A gray arrow pierced his powerful body.

Insert the anterior chest diagonally from the back.

He was so close to his heart that he was about to be nailed through the heart, and he suffered a huge blow.

It was a fatal arrow, but it didn't kill him, and it was too far away, so he dodged it in time.

Of course, if it weren't for his premonition at the critical moment, which made him subconsciously dodge, he would definitely be a cold corpse at this moment.

His face was dry and yellow, his breath was declining, he was panting, he was lying on the ground, coughing up blood at the corners of his mouth, and his strength went to nine stops.

"What a terrible arrow, if I hadn't seen the opportunity early, escaped in advance, and avoided the key point at the most critical moment, at this moment, I'm afraid I would have to report to the god of the underworld." His eyes were full of horror, full of resentment towards the elven princess.

"Damn, I should have known that woman was not easy to mess with, but I didn't expect it to be the arrow of time, how can people resist it."

Arrow of Time.

Cynthia's deadly skill using the forbidden method is an arrow to comprehend the law of time, with the power of time, across the long river of time, you can go back to a few breaths, and launch an attack on the enemy, which is overwhelming.

This is a magical arrow that attacks the enemy's past, attacking the enemy of the past, weird and powerful, once hit, it will obliterate the present, which can be said to be extremely ferocious and weird.

"Ahem, it's really unjust to lose this time. I didn't expect that there was such a strange skill in this world, and it could control the power of time. This elf princess is really a woman who defends the sky. A green potion of life filled his mouth. Kherson's aura grew stronger.

His claws gripped the gray arrow, and he was about to pull it out. However, the next moment. The arrow strangely began to fade, then faded away, and finally disappeared from his eyes, leaving only a large bloody hole in his chest.

There was no blood, no bloody scene, just a black hole.

Through this wound, one can see that the bubbling blood is flowing, but it can only be imprisoned in the remaining blood. Never able to escape from the wound.

The wound of the Arrow of Time seemed to block the meridians of the human body. The gray energy slowly wriggled, making his wound unable to heal, and the beast spirit couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, he could only wait silently, waiting for the power of time to slowly dissipate.

"What a strange power. Even the Life Potion couldn't make the wound heal. He slowly rose from the ground, a large wound in his chest.

"It seems that this time it is really going to fail, alas, what a loss. If you fight again under such circumstances, I am afraid that you will be dead and dead. What a pity. I thought I could get a beautiful woman back with a blockbuster, but hey, I could only return with a feather. His face was full of loss. Extremely unwilling, years of hiding finally failed, and this huge sense of loss hit his heart.

Fallen leaves were at his feet. No more verdant, no longer perfect. The withered yellow veins only lament the setting sun.

And in the distance, a beautiful shadow. The ears gradually, with fine fluff, a pair of almond eyes.

She slowly let go of her slender hand on the bowstring.

His hands trembled a little.

Her face turned pale, like white paper, without the slightest trace of blood.

What is even more sad is that the beautiful blonde hair actually began to slowly turn white, old white.

This is a sign of excessive consumption of life force.

"Ahem—" A white handkerchief clutched the corners of his mouth, and a trace of blood was revealed. This beauty is none other than Princess Cynthia, who has cast the arrow of time.

In fact, her strength was not enough to perform this secret technique, and she could only use it at the cost of her life, paying for her precious youth and blood.

Although the life span of an elf is extremely long, even an ordinary member is enough to live for tens of millions of years, but this arrow has consumed nearly a hundred years of her lifespan, and the most important thing is that the loss of essence and blood is extremely serious, and it takes her to sacrifice one-third of it before she can cast this forbidden arrow.

Her power thief went hollowed out.

Princess Cynthia's eyebrows were gray, and her skin that had been like tallow had become rough, as if it had been dried by time.

"Ahem, that's too much to pay. Sure enough, as the teacher said, before you become a god, you can't use it much at all. An arrow of time is my limit, and if I use it again, I'm afraid it will kill me. Her head swayed slightly, her body falling in the wind like leaves, her simple rattan armor protecting her, letting the branches and shrubs sway around her.

Her thin body, which was originally extremely light, seemed a little heavy at the moment, falling heavily on the fallen leaves on the ground, and her body staggered weakly.

The force of an arrow actually made her lose her strength, and she could no longer stop in the treetops, so she could only land a little embarrassed.

There was a faint wry smile at the corner of his mouth.

Several maids came to her quickly, and supported her waist so that she would not fall, just like a weak willow supporting the wind.

An elven female guard is to baptize her with holy light to restore her strength.

The princess shook her head and stopped her.

"No need, this is the passage of my life force, and I can't restore it with life magic, unless I take the life fruit, otherwise, it can only be like this."

"Your Royal Highness Princess, let's go back quickly, the fruit of life is about to ripen, as long as you take one."

"Ahem, okay, help me back. I've done my best, Fabre. I've got you covered here. Her voice was soft, helpless.

Although the battle was not long, however, as soon as the killer weapon came out, Cynthia no longer had the strength to fight, and she could only be dragged down by the guards here, so she could only avoid it from a distance, waiting for the end of the battle between the two sides.

"Perhaps, this time, we are going to lose."

"Princess, please rest assured, we will fight until the last moment, these fruits of life, we promise to keep them all, and will never give them to these Harirans."

"Hehe, you just do your best, don't force it, okay, Lisa, let's go."

A few shadows faded away, and only the leaves occasionally floated with fragrant breeze.

Fabre, on the other hand, led his men and continued to lay layers of defenses at the edge of the life protection barrier.

"Without Princess Cynthia's help, the next battle may have been even more brutal and intense. However, we will not give up. Fabre clenched his fists heavily, directing his men to quickly hide themselves.

And thousands of meters away from here, a colorful teleportation charm was gently taken into Herson's hand, he was about to crush it, the huge piercing wound still has no signs of healing, which makes him feel powerless, although he still has the strength to fight again, but this situation is easy to fall, he doesn't want to die yet, and quitting is undoubtedly the best choice.

However, things often turn out unexpectedly, and the next moment when he is about to make up his mind, the sky cracks like a roar.

The skyrocketing magical aura made Herson's eyes widen.

The whole sky was filled with colour.

Disorders of various elements.

And the direction is in the distance, in the depths of the Forest of Life, where he has fled. (To be continued.) )