When a huge battering ram appeared on the horizon, the defenders on the walls of the Jungle Royal Court let out a wail in unison.

Known as the "Gredy's Kiss", the steel-ladled Mithril battering ram weighs over 2,000 tons, and it has desperate spells and physical resistances that no gate can withstand its impact. It is famous and well-known, because in the past two years, the fortresses of the Silver Crown Jungle have collapsed under its impact.

The only downside to Gredy's Kiss is that it is too heavy, and due to its anti-demonic properties, even a mage cannot transport it. The elves couldn't believe it, and after turning over the mountains and deep valleys, the imperial army actually pushed it to the depths of the dense forest, in front of the elven royal court.

Once again, the war potential of humanity caught the Singer elves off guard.

Emperor Belisarius was clearly waiting for this moment, and he did not want to wait any longer. The horn sounded, the heralds rushed out, and the well-trained army was soon fully equipped, lined up in standard siege formations.

Today, Belisarius must completely destroy the Singh elves, and then return to the imperial capital to consolidate his rule. At present, rumors of the death of the Empress Dowager Oktashi are boiling in the imperial capital, and he must return to the court as soon as possible.

Humans rejoiced and triumphant, while the elves, on the other hand, stared at the kiss of Gredy that was getting closer, revealing a color of despair.

Almost every elf has experienced the pain of being broken by Gredy's kiss. In normal siege warfare, the Singer elves have a certain amount of confidence that they can snipe human attacks. But no defender could stop the onslaught of Gredy's kiss, not once.

An officer saw that the elves were frightened before they could fight, and hurried down the city wall and ran towards the palace. He needed to get the backbone of the Singh elves right away.

The backbone of the Singer elves, His Majesty Kerryben, is in the halls of the palace, guarding his best friend.

Cremar stood in the center of the hall, the milky white Ain Stone hovering above his head.

Countless arcane cyan runes flew out of his hands, passed through the Ayn Stone, and then slowly landed on the huge magic array that occupied the entire hall according to a specific trajectory.

With each rune that falls, the outer circle of the magic circle rotates one square, approaching the end. But the entire circle was too huge, and Cremar had been guiding the array for more than twenty hours, and now he had only filled in less than a third of the runes.

The Great Array of Lost Locks is extraordinary, this is the realm of the gods. The original mystery of the Silver Crown Jungle was completely broken by the efforts of the Calswin Empire, and it took eight years to completely break it.

With amazing perseverance and intelligence, Cremar has recreated this simplified version of the Lost Lock in his own way. It may not be as good as the gods' own arrangement, but it shouldn't be a problem to delay another three years for the Elven Royal Court.

Then Cremar will hopefully find a way to open the door to the world and teleport all the Singh elves to the other world.

Kerry stood outside the Lost Array with awe-inspiring eyes, one hand pressed on the hilt of the scimitar. The guidance of the Lost Lock is extremely dangerous and cannot tolerate the destruction of the enemy. This is not only about the life and death of the Singer elves, but also about the lives of close friends.

Kerry rejected the offer of someone else to do it for him, and took care of Cremar himself. He stood there straight, his eyes secretly worried. Kremar is a mage, not a warrior, and such a harsh and long spell casting overdraws his physical strength, which is extremely torturous.

Cremar in the center of the circle, his white robe was windless, but his black hair was clinging to his forehead. His demeanor was calm, but his face became more and more pale. Even if he is as powerful as him, the Guiding Locks is too reluctant.

"Your Majesty... Uh......"

The officer, who had run down from the city wall, rushed into the hall in a panic, and as soon as he shouted a word, he was held to his throat by a sharp scimitar.

Kerry saw the comer clearly, and lowered the knife with a sharp gaze.

"Be quiet!" He whispered.

"Your Majesty! Outside! Outside! ”

The officer was so nervous that he pointed to the wall, unable to speak for a moment.

In the circle, Cremar did not stop casting, but an ethereal voice came: "Kerryben, I still need twenty hours." ”

"Understood." King Singh returned the knife to the sheath, "Twenty hours! ”

Then he turned around and left with the officer.

Needless to say, Cremar knew that Kerry would have given his life to fight for him for twenty hours.

At this time, the prayer hall of the Temple of Life.

In the thorns of steel, there is endless darkness.

At the beginning of Hongmeng, a ray of light pierced the darkness, and the world was born. But this is not a cycle of light and darkness, but an accident in the infinite darkness.

What is essence (ESSE

CE), what is subsite

If there is no light, how can we distinguish between all tangible things and their intangible forms? In other words, everything is "what is in it (

ight i

that they a

e）”

Lucy reached out to the deepest depths of the darkness and touched the long hair of the dark shadow. This is the black shadow she thought she would forget and disappear, but at this time, it is so real that she can touch it.

In the moment of contact, the darkness around her faded, and she came to a grassy, sunny hillside.

The wind was so gentle, and the air was slightly moist with the scent of flowers. A carefree elf girl hums a ballad without lyrics. She stepped barefoot on the grass and plucked the wildflowers one by one and put them in a basket. When she comes home today, she is going to weave a wreath for her mother.

Lucieu felt someone touching her hair and looked back in surprise. She saw a girl who looked exactly like her. It's just that in this girl's big eyes, there is no innocence, only vicissitudes, no joy, only sadness.

"Can you forgive me?" Lucie touched the other person's face, "Do you still hate me?" ”

"I......" Lucieu touched her face as well, "I have forgiven myself." ”

"Lucieu, promise me that from now on, you will let go, and not forget all this. You have to be true to yourself. ”

"Which one is the true self? The original self, or the self that has gone through vicissitudes? ”

"Of course!" ………

On the fifth level of the dark side of the Force, Lucieu finds her original self, and she forgives her former self, the person she hated the most. She no longer has to resent her innocence and stupidity back then, nor does she have to hate her current gore and perverseness. She finally touches her soul and acknowledges that no matter which one she is, she is her truest self.

Therefore, from now on, you are free to do whatever you want.

This is the fifth layer of the dark side of the Force: emancipation!