Shadows shrouded it, as if the evil words that struck the heart were constantly ringing, tickling the darkness and decadence in the prey's heart, and reducing the opponent's will to resist.

So much so that the room here is filled with mania and darkness.

However, due to everything carefully arranged by the enemy in advance, this breath and sound did not reach the outside world at all.

Many of the elven nobles who had passed by were surprised to see the servants waiting at the door.

"What are you doing here?"

"King Carnier is conferring with Lord Theros." A servant answered honestly.

So the passing elves had a clear idea.

Coming from the Nando tribe, it was understandable that the reliant advisor would meet with the new king of Nando.

"But if it were me, I would definitely avoid it because of embarrassment."

An elf whispered to his companion as he left: "Theros has threatened many times that the current Nando clan will not be able to rise again, and said that it is right to call on them to join Dorias en masse, but the king is not impressed, so this thing did not come to pass." ”

The companion nodded in agreement, and then showed a little disdain: "If I had said those words, I would be ashamed to see King Carnier." ”

"I heard his father is coming, probably that he meant it."

"His supposedly withdrawn father?"

"Yes, he could represent all of the Nandor tribes of Athorien? Maybe the old fellows there will see Nando regrouping and will leave us and return home. Do you think we should report this to the king? ”

"Forget it, we don't need to report it, those servants have seen it."

The talkative words drifted away. But because the banquet was dispersed, there were often elves passing by this place repeatedly, and it was born again.

However, no elf could have imagined that the situation inside was already precarious at this time.

……

The originally neat room was now quite messy, and the wind blew all the decorations with a clang,

Theros was now slumped in a pool of blood, his eyes glazed blank, while his father's figure stood motionless on the ground not far from him.

In the sky above the two corpses, there was a strange shadow that seemed to be nothing.

A shadow loomed over a young elf slumped in the corner, and strange syllables emanated from it, like a strange spell.

The words were vicious and vile, whether true or false, but the real purpose was only to completely destroy the light that resisted, and then kill the other party.

The shadow-clinged figure sits clinging to the wall, but is unable to sense the presence of any target or shadow beyond the wall, as if the place is completely isolated.

At the same time, his body seemed to be unremarkable, but in fact, it was filled with a ghostly cry and many hazy cheeks, constantly accompanied by the demon shadow to hit the fainter and fainter light on his body.

The shadow of the mind could not be aimed at the real enemy with the blocking of these cheeks, it was actually a series of terrifying ghosts that had fallen into the darkness, and when they came to him, he could feel a myriad of maddening malice.

The shadows could not touch these invisible beings, and the charr could not perceive the other spirits.

With the power of his own mind alone, he could only cooperate with the spell of light to support the dimmer protection of his body.

At this moment, in the palace of the strongest kingdom in Middle-earth, it has encountered the biggest crisis.

Despite the strength of his shadow and mind talents, the potential has not yet fully turned into strength.

And what he is facing at this time is a powerful enemy that existed before the birth of this world!

The spell in his mind became more and more sluggish and hesitant as his mind was consumed, affecting the light defense on the surface of his body.

His weak body also made it difficult for him to see the enemy's appearance at this time, and he could only see a shadow covering the corner of the room like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

In the face of this evil being named Myron, the Shire, who languished in the corner, seemed to be at the end of his rope.

It's just that on the ground, his right hand supporting his body quietly activated an inconspicuous ability of his own, holding the thing that originally existed in his arms.

It was a hard sapphire.

A sapphire full of dizzying power!

There wasn't much time for the banquet before, and I haven't fully figured out the role of this gem. Charles wanted to go back and take a closer look, but at this point, it seemed to be his only hope of dealing with the enemy.

The lowered head slowly lifted up, looking at the seemingly nonexistent enemy in front of him, and the faint psychic power touched the palm of his hand, and then, the sapphire that looked deep in color rippled like water!

Subsequently, butterflies appeared.

One, two, seven......

It was like a dreamlike creature that only penetrated the boundaries to reach the real world, and the colorful butterflies brought the color of the gem surface to ripple continuously, and after they came out, they flashed towards the invisible shadow one after another.

In the chaotic and noisy house, gorgeous butterflies flew out of the palms of the young elven king's palms supporting the floor, and their wings stirred, and then gathered into a flock in mid-air.

Then I saw them spin around the shadow, and a large amount of crystal light fell as the bodies of the butterflies flickered and trembled, clinging to the otherwise invisible shadow.

At the same time, a rich aroma of wine gradually emanated.

"Is this a spell?"

The hoarse voice was filled with hesitation and surprise, and the dark force that continued to hit Charles's mind suddenly seemed to have encountered an obstacle, from the original continuous to the beginning of the intermittent.

As the butterflies grow larger and more beautiful, the blue gemstone becomes more and more transparent and clear, and finally gradually transforms into a translucent crystal.

Like diamonds.

Eventually, when the gem had completely transformed into a diamond, the butterflies in the room had completely enveloped the huge shadow entanglement!

Between the instigation of the wings, they were like a colorful exercise, and the sparkling brilliance drifted away with the rotation and entanglement of the horse, faintly, as if a graceful woman was dancing in this house.

This situation made Charles look a little drowsy, but the enemy could not resist the appearance of this dance, or even worse!

It's like a real dance that I saw not long ago, with the rhythm of the butterflies, the mind that should be focused is constantly being drawn to it, and gradually it has no time to pay attention to anything else!

As a result, the Demon Shadow's attack was finally weakened to nothing, and the resentful ghost was inexplicably stunned on the spot, and its will was blinded by the butterflies, and the power that hindered the room suddenly dispersed at a certain moment!

The inexplicable obscurity dissipated, and the evil aura immediately erupted and spread!

In the palace deep in the Ming Ni Kingdom, Queen Mei An, who was originally laughing with the maid, suddenly turned her head to look in the direction of the incident, her face changed, and her originally gentle expression suddenly became angry.

"You damned servant of Morgoth, get out of my palace!"

The shouting voice carried a vast will, and the demon shadow that was already in the room shrank in an instant, and then suddenly turned into a black shadow and slammed down the door!

There were a few dull exclamations and panicked cries from outside the door, but Charles had no time to pay attention.

Although the shadow has fled, the butterflies are still there.

There were still butterflies dancing in front of him, and with this strong psychedelic power, the already exhausted Charles finally rolled the whites of his eyes and fell into a complete coma.

But what Charles didn't see after being unconscious was that before the servants outside could run in, a blue-haired figure suddenly appeared beside him.

After looking down at Charles, he muttered a vague word, and then with a wave of his hand, the group of colorful butterflies in the room involuntarily landed on the long black hair of the unconscious elf, and then turned into a large amount of crystal brilliance and dissolved into it.