The Tree of Life died in an instant, and the entire space in the heart of the tree trembled violently, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

Outside the sacred tree, all the golden vines in the elven realm withered at the same time, and the golden leaves withered one by one, like the tears of the gods.

A great and inexplicable sadness welled up in the hearts of each of the elves, and they knew that the sacred tree that had nourished and guarded them for thousands of years had died.

Silent grief spread across the field, and countless elves collapsed and wept.

The huge demon dragon and the bone dragon shook their heads and tails restlessly in the sky, and Sedan's eyes were red and tears flowed down his face.

When the mighty father died, the head lay silently before him, silently watching him, and the holy tree of mercy died, and the whole forest wept bitterly.

There is only death and despair in sight, is today the end of the elves?

No, it won't!

An obsession rose in the bottom of Sedan's heart, become stronger, he wanted to become stronger. The ancient teachings of the elves and the teachings of their fathers are all wrong.

Kindness and kindness do not bring peace to the elves, only the catastrophe that follows.

In this world, strength is everything, and only when you are strong can you completely control your own destiny.

Serdan stared at the golden crown on the ground, gasping violently, as if using all his strength, and slowly reached out to it.

...

The trembling of the Tree of Life lasted only a short time before it subsided. Because it was given a new lease of life in the dark.

The bright and soft light in the tree disappeared, and instead countless dark red magma-like colors radiated out, following every branch and vein, instantly covering the whole body of the tree of life.

The Tree of Life was undergoing a drastic change, all its leaves were lost in an instant, its size was rapidly obscene, its body became hard as a rock, its branches became sharp, sharp spikes emerged from it, and the whole tree gradually changed in a vicious and evil direction.

It is no longer a sacred tree of life that symbolizes life and hope, but a tree of darkness that brings death and despair.

Vivien collapsed to the ground, still recovering from the shock.

Carlo ignored her and stepped out of the heart of the tree, where a humble figure prostrated at his feet and kissed the surface of his feet.

"The elves are willing to submit, and you will be the new king of the elves. ”

Serdan respectfully presented the crown.

Carlo took it and played with it twice with interest, the black light flashed in his hand, and the beautiful crown changed its appearance, the golden glow faded, the black spread, and the shape of the vines also turned into twisted skeletons.

"No, I'm not the Elven King.." Carlo smiled and placed the crown on top of Sedan's head, "You are." ”

Carlo gently lifted the frightened Serdan, and greeted the guests who had come to the banquet like a friendly and warm host.

"From now on, you will rule the entire Misty Mountains, and you will gain unprecedented power."

Carlo's words were deeply bewitching, and he led Serdan into the heart of the tree.

"Brother!" Vivien cried out in despair.

But Sedan, as if he didn't realize it, was fascinated by the deep light source of dark red and black in front of him.

"Jump in and embrace the power of the sacred tree.. Jump in.." Carlo was urging and encouraging by Sedan's side.

"Strength. I need strength .." Sedan's eyes were misty, and he muttered as he walked towards the heart of the tree step by step.

"Brother.." Vivien rushed up and tried to stop him, but was stopped by Carlo.

"What did you do to him?" Vivien shouted angrily.

Carlo spread his hands and looked innocent: "I just gave him what he wanted."

Serdan leaped into the light source, and a terrible scream was heard. The light source stirred up like a whirlpool, swelled and surged, as if a devouring monster lurked in it.

When Serdan stepped out of the light source, his appearance changed dramatically.

His handsome and masculine appearance became fierce and fierce, his height jumped to nearly two meters, his skin was covered with fine scales, and hard bone spurs grew on his elbows and joints.

The evil and brutal aura haunted Sedan's body, and with the crown above his head, he was like a tyrant who had come out of the darkness, powerful and ruthless.

The "Tyrant" slowly walked up to Carlo, leaned down, and shouted respectfully, "Your Excellency." ”

Carlo branded a crimson mark on his forehead and took a closer look at his current appearance.

"What an amazing talent... This seems to have inherited a bit of orthodox demon blood... You're astonishing me."

The true role of the Sources of Darkness is to create darkness. If you throw a plant into it, it may come out of a brutal bloodthirsty vine, if you throw a light dragon into it, it may come out of the dark dragon, and if you throw an ordinary person into it, it will come out. Well, there may be an explosion with a "bang" ..

The Source of Darkness can transform any creature into a dark species, and of course, there is a possibility of failure. Generally speaking, the stronger your own strength, the higher the success rate, and the stronger the dark bloodline you can obtain...

Like this low-level source of darkness that Carlo exchanged, at best, it can inherit the bloodline of low-level demons, and it is impossible to go any further.

It is too difficult to fight against the powerful heaven forces in this world, and it is too difficult for him to rely on his strength alone, and it is not realistic for the army of ghouls. His idea was to build a demon army.

As for him, of course, he is the evil Great Demon King hiding on the throne of the Lava Mountains waiting for the warriors to come and conquer!

Vivien looked at Serdan, who had no humanity in her eyes, and felt that all her strength had been drained, her father and mother had died, and now even her only brother had fallen into darkness, and she didn't know if she still had the courage to live.

Carlo gently hugged the petite Vivien from behind and whispered softly in her ear, "See? Do you want to be like him?.. Oh baby, I can't bear to let you become such a monster... Because soon, you're going to be the only pure-bred elf in the world."

Sedan walked out of the heart of the tree, faced all the elves, and said indifferently, "From now on, I will be your new king... Now I declare that all of you will come to the heart of the tree and receive the transformation of the sacred tree.."

The elves looked at the elven prince, who was a complete stranger, and they didn't know what to say.

Someone cried out: "No, you are not the king of the elves, you are not Sedan... Our sacred tree is dead, who the hell are you?"

"There are always idiots who don't know whether to live or die.." Carlo said to himself.

A fierce look flashed in Sedan's eyes, and the next moment, his figure disappeared, and he reappeared in front of the elven who had spoken.

"Damn!" Serdan's long, sharp claws burst out from his hand, pulling out his heart.

"Whoever disobeys, die!"

Countless hideous and thick roots sprung up from the ground around the Dark Tree, grabbing the elves like giant pythons and throwing them into their "giant mouths".

The elves screamed, wailed, and cried in all directions, but many more were captured and slaughtered.

Dark elf warriors of different shapes came out of the heart of the tree and quickly threw themselves into the process of capturing their people.

The dragon roared, the black flames rose, death and despair spread, and the once peaceful elven sanctuary became a hell on earth.

Vivien stared at everything in a daze, collapsed to the ground weakly, and muttered, "It's over... The elves are finished."

"It's not over yet." Carlo's palm stroked Vivien's supple blonde hair and whispered, "The warriors are here, and there is still a lack of experienced craftsmen to build my throne."