When the hatred was gone, Lloyddell went into a state of extreme weakness.

This state was so weak that Lloyddell could not maintain his human form, and could only float as a ball of light in the Dark Elves' World Tree consciousness.

This drift has lasted for an unknown number of days.

She didn't expect the negative effect of destroying hatred to be so great.

Not to mention going to the world of consciousness to draw energy, if Loydel continues like this, his existence itself may dissipate.

The Dark Elves' World Tree has also been plunged into endless darkness, and the scene that had been constructed by the gray mist as energy has long since collapsed.

Lloyddell saw a lilac ball of light in the darkness.

She approached the orb of light, and found that it was the last vestige of pure energy left in the Dark Elf's World Tree, as well as its consciousness.

The moment Lloyddell touched the ball of light, she felt her strength gradually return.

At this moment, she also felt the consciousness from the Dark Elf World Tree, and the idea of consciousness was to entrust 'herself to her', merging the remaining energies of the two beings together... And then live together.

Loyddell could sense that the consciousness of the World Tree itself was not malicious, and she could only accept its offer in this state.

The two rays of light mingled in the dark space, and when Loyddell opened her eyes again, she was already standing on a barren ground.

"I'm in the real world?"

Lloydle's instinct as the god of order, she immediately discovered that the body she possessed was not made of energy, but real flesh and blood!

A large number of fallen leaves fell from her head, and Loyddell was a towering ancient tree, but the leaves on this tree had been scattered, and the tree itself had lost its breath of life and declared death.

"St. ... Sacred Tree. ”

A voice rang out beside Lloydle, a group of dark elves, their bodies very thin.

The moment they saw all the leaves on the World Tree fall, a look of despair appeared on their faces.

"Who are you!"

One of the Dark Elf elders noticed the sudden appearance of Loyddell next to the Sacred Tree, as many of the Dark Elves had fallen into a state of despair due to the death of the Sacred Tree.

The elder had a hideous expression on his face, but it didn't last long before an arrow pierced his throat.

His throat was bleeding instantly, and the whole person fell to the ground and lost his life.

"The enemy... There are enemies! The surrounding dark elves entered a state of panic, and several arrows shot out of the shadows in succession.

These arrows killed half of the Dark Elves present, leaving only some of the young Dark Elves and two elderly Elders.

Loyddell was also on alert, using what little magic she had left to prepare to build magic to fend off strangers.

At this moment, a figure with a longbow slowly walked out of the forest.

It was also a Dark Elf, except that she was dressed completely differently from all the Dark Elves present.

"Trina, you... You're alive! ”

One of the surviving elders instantly recognized the dark elf.

"Of course I'm still alive, and I should ask you why you're still alive? But I don't want to know the answer right now... And ......"

She put an arrow on the bowstring again and aimed it directly at the elder, and the moment the arrow came out of the string, the elder wanted to release his magic to resist... But the piercing nature of the arrow was too long, and it pierced the heart of the dark elf elder directly.

"My current name is Thousand Faces!"

As she spoke, Thousand Faces had killed the only remaining elder with another arrow, leaving only seven or eight young Dark Elves behind.

"Stop, don't go any further." Lloyddell's kindness kept her in the way of the young Dark Elves.

"I don't do anything to kids."

The longbow in Thousand Faces' hand vanished, and she sighed softly as she glanced at the World Tree behind Loyddell, which had turned to dust and disappeared.

"It's... Is it? ”

Roydell saw Chimian put away her longbow and let her guard down slightly, but the moment she let her guard down, Chimian took out a special handcuff and cuffed it to her arms.

"But I'm sorry... You'll have to come with me, as you've inherited the abilities of our World Tree. Thousand Faces said.

In fact, she had been dormant on the island on Bechmont's back yesterday, and Senmian had spent the day investigating the inner state of her remaining group.

In the end, it was concluded that none of the adults were worthy of pity!

At the same time, Thousand Faces also gained contact with her own World Tree, and the decision to merge with Lloyddell was also made by her.

The result is that Loyddell has become a... The moving World Tree.

"Do you know who you're dealing with? I'm the god of order! ”

Lloyddell tried to break free of the handcuffs in her hands, but even though she was proficient in countless order magics, the weak magic in her body simply did not allow her to perform them.

"Of course I know, that's why you have to come with me, it's my employer's order... This one is to prevent you from escaping. Thousand Faces said.

"Who's your employer! How dare you do this to God... Wait, the one who spreads the fire? ”

Lloyddell could think that the only person who dared to treat the god of order like this might be Qiao Xiu's control of the fire-bearer.

"Huh? You're still pretty smart. Thousand Faces praised Loydell as an acknowledgment of his employer's true identity.

Ignoring Lloydle's disgruntled voices, she stepped over to the young Dark Elves, all of whom seemed to be terrified.

Qianmian looked at the small group of people who might be the only remaining members of his race, and his feelings were very complicated.

She pulled out a package with some food inside.

"Eat, after eating, you can go wherever you want, and you can follow me if you want."

Thousand Faces has no intention of sheltering them, and it is up to them to decide whether to stay or not.

After doing all this, a rope made of magic appeared in his hand, and the rope happened to be connected to the handcuffs in Lloydle's hand.

"I didn't let you go."

Senmian tugged at the rope in her hand, forcing Loydell to follow her along the way.

"This humiliation... I... I won't forget! ”

Loyddell hadn't been so wronged since she was born, but Thousand Faces ignored her and still looked for an exit from the island.

During this time, four young dark elves followed Qianmian from afar with some food.

For these homeless Dark Elves, Thousand Faces may be their only hope of survival.