Skoll is still so calm and harmonious.

And all of you in the War Federation know that this is the calm before the storm.

……

"But let me find out where the War-League is." Issinger rolled his eyes, "I feel their energy." ”

"I felt it half an hour ago." "Then why didn't you say it earlier, big freezer!"

However, the War-League's side.

"Do you feel an inexplicable murderous aura approaching?" Rey looked at the others.

Nod.

"Electric. Shadows. Combat also has a ground system. Blake's faint words immediately made several people nervous.

"Hey, could it be a dark link?" Muse looked at Blake.

"Well, it's very likely." Blake frowned slightly, "I heard that their abilities can correspond to ours one-to-one, maybe even better." ”

"Less scare." Gaia glanced at him, "Let's get out of here, don't implicate the other elves." ”

……

Leave, leave, leave~ and then run into it directly.

[Kale, if your transformation is so sudden next time, just wait to die.] ］

Then the two waves of elves looked at each other in a daze.

"Aha!" The Gaia counterpart of the Dark Alliance was the first to break the awkward atmosphere, "I've finally found the War Alliance!" ”

(War-United: Calle, tell me the truth, are we really going to fight these fools on the other side...... ）

So Rey raised his arms and raised his eyebrows, looking menacing, "What are you doing with us?!" ”

Glaio was so frightened that the lollipops fell, and he moved behind Neuer, "This guy who looks like Elandi is so fierce!" ”

The muse narrowed his eyes, "Your Black Soul Organization is also patriarchal?" Do I not have a replica? ”

"It's true that Mademoiselle doesn't have a clone," Isenger smiled, "but the Black Souls organization is not patriarchal, and there are quite a few female members. ”

The black line on the muse's face~

"Neuer, you see, there are beautiful women in the war alliance." Greo blinked his dark red eyes.

"Your name is Neuer." Blake glanced at the elf with the red ball.

"Oh. It turns out that this is who I am. Neuer looked indifferent.

It was only then that the others remembered to correspond to their own replicas (ontology).

The muse didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy.

Gaia looked unconvinced, and took a big stride in front of Issinger, so frightened that he took a step back, "What do you want to do!?" ”

Gaia grabbed Isinger's arm and screamed in pain, "Ahhh It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! ”

"Oh my!" Gaia let go of him, and he lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

Gaia folded her arms and looked down at Issinger dissatisfied, "This little thin man is my clone!" Feed! Are you sent by the Black Souls Organization to be funny? What else do you have the same as me besides your attributes?! I don't know what you boss thinks! ”

Yes, the first reason is that they were born like this, and the second reason is that they have not eaten well in the Black Soul Organization.

"I ...... What about me, me, me, and me? Do you see your forearms are as thick as my thighs? ”

"You're embarrassed to say it! This god of war has to chop you up today! Gaia clenched her fists and walked towards Isengard.

This seemed to be a signal, and the other few people immediately rushed towards their own home.

Except for Baby Greo, who is already dead.

"Auntie, I don't bully girls, why don't I let you do three tricks?"

"Okay." The muse narrowed his eyes, "Don't regret it. ”

"How can I be such a gentleman elf ......?"

However, the muse had already unleashed a skill with some kind of hatred, and the whistling red light instantly reflected Greo's face and eyes scarlet.

"Ahh I'm not ready yet! Greo scrambled to gather his energy, then jerked it out, his thin arms holding up a black shield in front of him.

Red Moon Soul Slayer Strike is not a vegetarian! Cracks appeared in the small protective shield in an instant, and Greo's small arms immediately trembled, and his feet involuntarily retreated.

"I'm not weak either!" His eyes suddenly lit up with a murderous light, and the energy in his palm also strengthened violently, the rift was instantly repaired, and the shield swelled.

Finally, it was stubbornly blocked. Greo gasped, beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Auntie, now is not the era of magnifying your moves as soon as you play, you don't play according to the routine!" Gleo pouted unhappily, "And you're kind of a bully. ”

"I bully the small?!" The muse asked coldly, and flashed the whip from his waist, "Didn't you say you were going to give me three rounds?" Also, you still restrained me from winning 40%! She frowned, her golden eyes glinting with a poignant light, "Why don't you say you're bullying when your hands are stained with the blood of that sin?!" How many elves have died under your men, can you count?! ”

Greo's dying memories suddenly came back to life, and he suddenly remembered that he had asked the Darkling:

"My lord, are we doing the right thing? I think ......"

"You are killing machines and are not allowed to think for yourself! You can just do what you are told to do, and why do you ask so much?! Don't get out of here! ”

Then that day he was beaten so badly, the members of the dark alliance gathered around and watched, like a few monkeys watching the killing of chickens.

Greo suddenly had a strange feeling - pain, obviously not injured, but uncomfortable, he didn't understand what it was like!

The muse's whip did not wait for him, it swooped like a snake with a howling wind, and struck him hard in the moment he was stunned, knocking him out of the air.

Yes, Lord Darklings usually whip with a whip as well. Greo had a very uncomfortable feeling, so uncomfortable that he did not have the heart to continue fighting with the Muse.

However, Muse's next skill was already ready to be used—it was already tumbling and spinning and rushing towards it by the time it spoke.

Greo couldn't even think of hiding until he was consumed by the blood-like energy.

There was a loud bang.

The others immediately stopped fighting and looked over in unison.

"Greo!" Ellandi screamed first - he didn't understand why it was Gléo who was hurting and he was in a hurry.

The smoke cleared, and Greo struggled to get up from the ground.

"Then you've resisted my three moves." The Muse folded his arms.

Gleo looked at Elandi with an aggrieved expression, and a pair of eyes that were suppressed in the dark soul organization overflowed with tears at this time, "...... Elendi Boss ......"

Greo didn't understand what the emotion was, he didn't understand what was souring from his eyes, and his face became wet for some reason.

Elandi glanced at Rey, who was also looking at him dissatisfied, and then at the rest of the Dark Alliance.

Clearly at a disadvantage.

"Withdraw." As he spoke, he spread his black wings and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Several others immediately followed.

"Rey, Ilandi should be the best, aren't you struggling?" Gaia looked at Rey with some concern.

"He's not great at all." Rey frowned, "What do you think?" ”

"Glaio was beaten to tears by me three times." "Esinger has very little strength." "Actually, Neuer's speed and skill should be good, but blindly dodging, I don't know his true level."

"Elandi has always been at the disadvantage, and he struggled to even make a thunderbolt." Rey looked at the others, "Don't you think it's strange?" Since their strength is like this, how could Cassius be beaten into a jingyuan? ”

Several others were also silent.

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They didn't dare to go to see the Darkling.

A psychology of fear creeps through them.

"Ahh Greo clutched his bleeding arm, grinning in pain.

"It's called pain." Neuer looked at him, and there was no sense in his indifferent red eyes, "Got it." ”

"I understand the big freezer, it's actually similar to 'pain'." Issinger sat next to Greo, clumsily covering his wounds.

"Then, since 'pain' and 'pain' are almost the same, why do you want to get two of them?" Gleo seemed to forget about his wound again, and looked at the most knowledgeable Neuer with innocent eyes.

"'Pain' and 'pain' seem to be the same." He bowed his head slightly, "But 'distress' and 'heartache' are completely different things. ”

Greo and Issinger looked at him in bewilderment. For a moment, Ichengar forgot that he was still holding Greo's arm, and suddenly let go of his strength and let out a "wow" in pain.

"Hey, then, what is 'heartache' and what is 'heartache'?" Isenger calmed Greo slightly, then looked back at Neuer.

"......" Neuer looked tired and didn't like to talk a lot, "The 'distress' is that it was obviously Glèo who was injured, but we reacted more than him. ”

"Oh, so it's called 'distress'!" Elandi is also starting to get interested.

Gleo rubbed his arm, "Then why are elves 'distressed'?" It's someone else who was hurt! ”

"Out of ...... Some kind of special emotion. ”

"What special emotion!?" The other three had inquisitive eyes open.

"......" Neuer narrowed his eyes, looking more tired, "I can't tell." ”

"So there's something you don't know!" They all looked surprised.

"Hmm." Neuer raised his hand and put his head down, "And 'heartache'...... It's what someone else has done that makes you feel bad. But it doesn't have to be to hit you or make you bleed. ”

The three of them nodded as if they had been empowered.

However, Gleo didn't understand, "What is bloodshed?" ”

Neuer raised his hand, gently pressed his palm against Greo's wound, and then took it away, and his hand was stained with blood, "This red watery thing is blood." We all have a lot of blood in our bodies. If someone else harms our skin, blood will come out of the body. If it flows too much, we die. ”

They nodded again.

"What does that mean 'death'?" Isenger looked at him.

"Dead...... Neuer sighed, "it's like falling asleep." However, never wake up. ”

"Like the elves that the adults told us to kill?" Ellandi's eyes widened.

“…… Well, yes. Neuer frowned slightly, "Actually, I don't think we should let them die." Every elf wants to live well for themselves and the elves they love. ”

They nodded again.

"So, what is 'love'?"

Neuer narrowed his eyes, "It's an emotion. For example, the members of the War League love each other. They will help each other, take care of each other, and feel sorry for each other. Will fight cooperatively. ”

"Can we love each other, then?" Greo looked at him.

“…… Maybe. But Lord Darkling won't allow it. ”

The others nodded regretfully.

A black spirit floated over and handed them a note.

"Dark link quickly back, important notice."

"What's the matter......" "Do you want to punish us?"

……

"I'm back." The Dark Spirit sat on a high seat, a little lazy.

"Yes, Lord Darkling......"

"Let's take a look at your new recruits." He clapped his hands twice.

Out came a purple-haired, purple-eyed, white upper body, purple thighs and white calves.

"Woman's ......" Elendi frowned slightly.

"Say hello, Kaixi." The Dark Spirit didn't even bother to open its eyes.

"Captain Elandi, I'm the Dark Muse. From now on, I'm a member of the Dark Alliance. ”