As the two of them broke each other's identities at the same time, time froze all of a sudden.

Roy hugged himself like a big horse monkey in a tree. The elf kept a sword stabbing out. Oliver, on the other hand, was lying at the elf's feet, his limbs stiff, grinning and his tongue hanging and pretending to be dead.

"Damn, how did she know that I was a necromancer, Lord Big Head?" Roy's hair stood on end.

The identity of the necromancer is his most secret that no one else knows.

Even if an ordinary mage does not appear when performing magic, there is still a magic temple to take refuge into. But the necromancer is a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats him. Not to mention that there is no place in the three empires and the areas controlled by the Holy See, even in the chaotic places where criminals are rampant, they will not be welcomed.

After all, even those robbers and bandits don't want to have a necromancer next to him who plays with the arms and thighs of dead people every day with great interest, and puts a plague on his face at every turn.

At that time, the Romance Empire ruled the world, and Caesar V was unrivaled in power. But he was still forced by the pressure of the nobles to refuse his biological son Austin to return to the imperial capital, not to mention a small commoner in this era. Not to mention being caught by the Inquisition, any lord who knows about it will skin himself.

Especially those Holy Knights. They will definitely spare no effort to send themselves into the eighteenth layer of hell, and they will never be able to turn over!

Roy thought as he looked up and down at the elf in front of him, his eyes flickering.

Like the elves he had seen when he was a child, the elves in front of him had sunny-like blonde hair. The forest breeze blows, and the wisps flutter, soft and smooth.

The face is in the shape of a perfect goose egg, the skin is fair, the facial features are beautiful, and the ears with a slightly pointed outline are shining in the morning light, and they are vaguely red. Under the slender neck is a pair of extremely delicate collarbones. Slim figure. In terms of the size of the elf, it looks a little petite. It seems that he is not very old.

If it weren't for the fact that he had lived in the elves' lakeside city many years ago, Roy would never have guessed that this girl who was exactly the same as the elves would be an out-and-out dark elf!

In this world, there were no dark elves.

More than 400 years ago, the demons who rushed out of the ground broke out a war with humans that was related to life and death.

The war lasted a full hundred years. Not only were humans involved in the war, but also the major races living in the God-given land at that time.

Some races are on the side of humans, while others are on the side of demons.

The elven race also began to split at that time. Under the pressure of survival, some elves took refuge in the demons and became vassal races of the demons. Not only did they intermarry with the demons, but they also learned the culture and martial arts of the demons. Over time, this part of the elves became the dark elves in the mouths of other elves.

In the minstrels' tale, the dark elves are born with a half-moon mark on their backs. They gradually began to hate the forest and the sun, lived underground, and became sinister and vicious.

The men of the dark elves are irritable and irritable, while the women are lustful and changeable. They discarded the natural elegance and pride of the elves, and most of the women became famous prostitutes in the demon world, bewitching and seductive, and accustomed to charming. Even many demon generals are often fascinated by some dark elves who are deeply skilled, and they obey their words.

The elf girl in front of her is not very old.

How could she pass through the Sunset Mountain Range, which the demons had attacked for three hundred years, and appear here?

While Roy looked at the elf girl, the elf girl looked at him intently. After a long time, as if realizing that it would not be beneficial for each other to go on like this, the two of them relaxed their tones almost at the same time and asked, "Who are you?"

Roy prepares to come down from the tree, and the elf puts away his sword. But a second later, the elf suddenly kicked Oliver, who was about to burst into the mouth, and rose from the ground, his light and slender body like a hummingbird, with a rapid air vibration sound, suspended in the air, and stabbed Roy in the throat with a sword.

And Roy had already sent out a ball of fire compressed by dozens of small fireballs, which suddenly exploded in front of the elf, and at the same time, his body pounced with the help of his strength, and kicked the elf's lower abdomen.

The attacks were launched at the same time, without warning, fast and poisonous.

Hearing a soft sound of "duh", the elf's slender one-handed sword pulled a bloody hole in Roy's arm and nailed it into the tree pole, and Roy also took advantage of the moment she turned her head and closed her eyes, and kicked her in the lower abdomen. ,

Two muffled grunts.

Roy, who had flipped to the ground, and the elf shouted in unison, "Stop! ”

The mouth shouted to stop, but their movements did not mean to stop, the elf's body was like a beautiful flower butterfly, only a moment of floating in front of Roy, a crystal fist like jade, breaking through the air appeared in front of Roy's eyes, and Roy kicked his feet, his body crashed into the elf's arms like a cannonball, and a hook punch hit the elf's ribs.

Neither dodged the other's attack, Roy was hit and threw his head back, and the elf bent over in pain.

"Despicable!" Roy scolded as he covered his eyes and leaned his back against the tree.

"Shameless!" the elf curled up, holding the ground with one hand and his ribs with the other, gasping vigorously.

"Woo, Wang. "Kicked off Oliver sat on the ground and was very amusefully a bystander. While scratching the itch of your neck with your hind legs, look left and right.

After this fight, Roy and the elf girl looked at each other's rolling eyes, and they both knew that their minds could not deceive the cunning guy opposite, but they quieted down.

After a long silence, Roy burst out laughing. He lit a small flame on his finger and sat down against the tree, jumping around as his fingers turned.

Seeing the flame in Roy's hand as if it were alive, the elf girl's eyes flashed with surprise.

"You said I was a necromancer" Roy shook the flames, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile: "So now, do you feel even a trace of magic fluctuations in my body?"

The elf girl's expression changed suddenly. The expression became unusually strange. No, although the big head in front of him has a fire dancing in his hand, there is not the slightest magic fluctuation in his body!

"Look!" Roy shook his hand, and the flames vanished.

He spread his empty five fingers, his face was in a trademark confusion, his blank gaze slid down the elf girl's body, and the evil smile on his lips became more and more hateful: "My evidence is gone, where are yours?"

The elf girl's face turned pale. Chu Chu pitifully pressed the mark above the upturned buttocks with his hand, biting his lip, his big eyes were full of moisture, and he looked ashamed and anxious.

Roy could only see the blood surging up and his face flushed, and his flickering eyes were full of desire.

But at this moment, Oliver jumped up and suddenly barked at the girl. Ugly bastard, waves in front of Lord Oliver, be careful that I bite you to death!

The time is fleeting.

The elf girl stopped her posture and looked angrily at the dead dog that was hiding far away, eager to cramp and skin the fat dog.

"Say the conditions!" Losing the last chance, the elf girl simply said. He looked back at Roy with contempt.

But the moment she turned around, her eyes suddenly widened.

In front of him, the big head with a confused face pointed at Oliver angrily, beating his chest with hatred.

And in the void between himself and him, a suspended sharp bone spear, the whole body was cold and white, silent

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