In the billowing smoke of wolves, the city of elves is full of scars. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the city wall, which was once entangled by the roots and stems of towering ancient trees, the flames were raging and the thunder snakes gnawed, leaving the nearly 10,000-meter city wall full of devastation, leaving holes for the enemy to drive straight into.

Elven houses, druid lamp trees, elven shrines, this once peaceful elven city, is now filled with the coldness of death.

Every corner, sacred or ordinary, became a battlefield of flesh and blood, Jin Ge roared in unison, and a feeble corpse fell down.

In the face of death, everyone is equal.

From time to time, the blessings of the gods, and the forbidden spell of magic descended from the sky, which became the key to turning things around, destroying the elven tree, obliterating the prince, and dragging down the elven city that had stood immortal for thousands of years, representing the origin of the elves of Middle-earth, and the abyss of destruction.

"That dog-day heretic! If he hadn't robbed the goddess of nature's luck back then, how could our elves end up in such a field! ”

The princes and men who had come to support the city of the elves from all over the world were indescribably sad and angry, and their anger had accumulated into a piercing murderous machine, eager to make the infidel cramp.

Among the nine true gods, there is a god who rules the nature of plants and trees, and in a sense, this god is the darling of plants and trees: the ancestor of the elven race.

Therefore, for thousands of years, the elves have devoutly believed in this god and entrusted the luck of the elves to her.

However, the gods fought, and the goddess of nature became the fifth true god to fall.

And the man who killed the gods did not believe in the goddess of nature, but was an atheist, a godless hunter without faith!

All the pioneers of Middle-earth are divided into nine camps according to nine faiths.

And this god-killing plan is divided into nine links.

Together, if one of the true gods falls, the 'believers' who believe in this true god go to kill the gods.

It avoids internal friction, but also has a clear division of labor, and twists the strength of all the contestants into a ball.

Of course, all the plans, the pioneers who occupied the general trend excluded those who had no faith and only believed in their own fists, blocked all news, and stared at the fierce and ruthless among the hunters.

And on the contrary, there are hunters who dare to defy the condemnation of the world, break through the blockade, and encroach on the gods!

And this person is a woman.

"Fire Dance! Even if I didn't know Mount Tai back then, I bumped into you, and I ask you to raise your noble hand and let our elves go! ”

An elf struck out of a battle-torn city, and a bladeless dragon slayer made the antelope hang its horns and disappear. The soldiers of Aiya City who rushed up can be said to be bruised and killed.

One person, one knife, kill a road of bones!

However, the heroes who were also not inferior to him rushed out of the army of Cliff City and blocked his invincible momentum.

'Boom! ’

Suddenly, from the blue sky, a thunderbolt of judgment descended, and it hit this elf in a tricky and domineering manner.

The jumping electric light, and the thick and scorching black smoke, the Bladeless Dragon Slayer Knife became a good conductor of thunder and lightning, and severely injured this elf masterpiece.

"Keltiss, this is the trend of the times! What if the two of us were to turn things upside down? ”

In the distance, Fire Dance also galloped across the battlefield, a Red Twilight whip that became a venomous snake that drained all enemy forces within a hundred meters of her.

Twenty years of competition, hardships and vicissitudes have made her grow up rapidly.

The strength of one body has reached the current limit, all kinds of martial arts are all accomplished, and you only need to return to reality to impact the next realm.

And this is not one of the purposes of this all-real hunting competition.

As long as you live long enough, you should always grow.

Fire Dance suddenly leaped onto the elven city wall, stepping on the lookout made of vines, a body of scales and cold light, and the shawl blessed by magic was also stained red with blood.

Fire Dance's eyes were piercing, his face was full of slaughter, and he looked down on the entire elven city condescendingly.

Celtis smiled bitterly and slowly lowered the dragon slayer.

"I surrender. As long as you leave a trace of my elven descendants, I can be a cow and a horse for you, and I will not hesitate to change my faith and believe in ......"

Speaking of this, Celtis looked up at the divine light on the battlefield that had been rising and falling, staring at the entire battlefield.

In the divine light, there is a god.

"The true god of magic, Moro."

'Click'

A crisp sound came from Keltith's body, and the thick qi luck overflowed like water without a source, and in a few moments, it escaped cleanly.

Keltiss's face was twilight, and the appearance of this handsome woman instantly dimmed, and wrinkles faintly appeared.

The identity of the true god of Molloch in the air, he couldn't guess anywhere.

Unexpectedly, the god stick who just passed by and pretended to be a god back then really became a god ten years later.

has become a tide maker who stands on the pyramid of this game, dominates the wind and clouds, and controls the trend of the entire game.

And he is about to become a slave and a lost dog.

"I say, there will be no more elves in the world."

A calm word fell from the sky, and it spread throughout the Elven City, even the surging sound of the lost ocean was muffled.

Celtice looked up suddenly, blood crawling all over her eyes, the color of the poison was rich and watery, and she looked at the divine light in the air that represented kindness and tolerance, and her teeth were sparkling.

And with the order of the air commander, the soldiers of the entire Aiya City were shocked, and the evil spirit was overwhelming, and they were about to crush the entire Elf City!

"Haha...... Moro, your god is not full of luck, and he wants to plunder the luck of the entire elven race to make up for himself? ”

But at this moment, a mocking voice came, which was at the end of the sky a moment ago, but now appeared on the battlefield.

Then, a divine light like a noble light like a star appeared, changing in size and size, and finally formed the appearance of a silver frost dragon.

He was a god killer and the grandson of the previous generation of dragon gods, who single-handedly plotted to dismantle the dragon god's faith and bulldoze the unscrupulous descendants of his 'grandfather' temple.

"Gods! Another deity! ”

All the soldiers on the battlefield were horrified and unspeakable, it was rare to see in the past, it was the god of the leader of a big force, and at this moment he actually landed in the mortal dust one after another and walked the world.

The soldiers of the Elven City were shaken, and listening to the words of this dragon god, it seemed that they wanted to protect them.

The soldiers on the side of Aiya City looked at each other, and the atmosphere became a little weird.

After all, ten years ago, before the fall of the Ancestral Dragon True God, Aiya City belonged to the Dragon Valley camp, although many of the old people who believed in the Ancestral Dragon True God had died on the battlefield, and most of the soldiers present were latecomers, and they were fresh blood.

However, Aiya City, which once believed in the ancestral dragon, converted to the true god of magic: Moro ten years later, which inevitably brought some betrayal colors.

And the moment the silver frost dragon appeared, it was menacing, the dragon's breath was revealed, and its wings covered the sky, and it came to the sky!

The two divine lights collided, and the dragon grammar and magic forbidden spells almost blasted a crack in the sky, and I don't know how many soldiers and the aftermath of the battle between the two gods were affected, and the elven city was almost razed to the ground.

The dragon's chant spread throughout the lost wilderness, and a jade light took over all the grace of the world.

Sikong fought with the Silver Frost Dragon to the Lost Ocean, and the divine power pressed down, pushing the Ocean down by dozens of meters.

Storms swept, lightning and thunder, ice and snow flocculated, sea creatures crumbled into minced flesh, and blood stained the ocean.

One by one, the floating islands crumbled and sank to the bottom of the sea.

'Wow! ’

Suddenly, a divine light fell from mid-air, a thorny staff was thrown away, and even crimson blood flowers bloomed into splashes of ink.

Sikong, defeated.

"Humph! Back then, you should have been a sacrifice, even if you killed the gods, you would only kill an unqualified reincarnated god, and the true god luck you plundered was less than one-tenth! It's a hundred times worse than a few of us! ”

The silver frost dragon roared, and after the dragon's claws shattered an island, it soared into the sky and came towards the sky.

"Without the Staff of Thorns, you're nothing! Let me kill another god! ”