"Stop. A shout also seemed loud and clear in the dull air, and he was confident.

Healy paused, and looked back at the elven girl who was screaming in surprise.

"Surround them. With a wave of her hand, Lua commanded the elves who had just made way to surround the thieves outside the black realm.

Hilika didn't say anything, only reached out and pulled an elven captive from the thief's hand. His large, fan-like hands gripped the elf's head, and the elf's wail rang out with the overwhelming creak of the skull.

"It's useless. Although Lua's voice and expression were excited, they were not as panicked and helpless as just now, but more angry and resolute. She stared awe-inspiring at Helika, who was still abusing her compatriots, like a skinny hunter and a fierce giant bear facing each other, at least not weakly in momentum and spirit. She said coldly, "The holy relics will not be given to you, and you should not think of going out." ”

"Oh?" the muscles in Helika's hands jumped, and the elven captive's head was immediately pinched open with tremendous force. But it wasn't actually intentional, and it was because the unexpected anger had thrown him out of control.

He could see in the eyes of the female elf that the bloody intimidation was no longer effective. No matter what emotion there is, there is a limit, and as long as this limit is exceeded, one can be above the emotion rather than being swayed by it. When he tortured and killed people, he occasionally met such people who were afraid first and then calm, but such people were very rare, and the vast majority of people did not even have the courage to face fear, sorrow, and pain below. There are also many people who go crazy first under the torture of these emotions. But this elven girl who looks extremely weak has such perseverance and courage, and that kind of look should have appeared in the eyes of the kind of human warrior who has gone through life and death.

"Let you flee from here again, and you will come again next time, and more elves will die at your hands. And if you let them go, they will only become slaves and playthings of mankind, life is worse than death, and even the dignity of being elves will be lost. "Watch as Helika kills that elf. Luya's face really didn't have the reluctance and hesitation just now, but the anger and excitement went to a higher level. As she spoke, she began to push towards the thieves, and the black area was dispersed like smoke in front of the ground again. The momentum in her voice and expression drove the expressions of every elf around her, and even the spirits of those who were groggy in the hands of the thieves seemed to be lifted. "They died here to defend their homeland. Their souls will coexist in this land. And you, you will pay the price for their deaths. ”

Elder Lloyd looked at Lua and nodded slightly, a little surprised, but more of a look of approval.

The muscles on Helika's face trembled, and his opponents were no longer under his control, and they were even more determined to destroy them. In this case, the only way out is to fight head-on. And the battle below means that he can't even capture a single elf. Being able to escape from this forest is considered a success. And this painstakingly huge plan has all become a bamboo basket for water, and even the entire Shenmushi thieves may have perished here.

If the eyes could have a substance, Helika's eyes would have stabbed, poked, chopped, and chopped this elven girl into pulp. The huge anger and killing intent boiled and tormented in his heart, and the fighting spirit and the blood in his eyes became heavier and heavier. Finally, he suddenly brandished his two-handed greatsword like a flesh-and-blood monster in hell and laughed. "Hahahaha...... Interesting. Let's see how much it costs you. I promise you won't be disappointed. He raised his voice and yelled at the thieves. "All of you are ready, I will cut off these elven heads as soon as I give the order. Then everyone went out together and killed these sons of bitches. ”

But in response to Helika's roar, few other thieves responded. Quite a few people's faces are not good-looking. They are far less arrogant and murderous than the boss, and they can be so unscrupulous even though they know that they are going to die. Looking at the approaching Lua and the magically summoned guards around her, almost everyone had a look of fear on their faces.

A few strange cracking sounds could be heard faintly from a distance, and the air seemed to shake slightly. It's just that most of the people here don't have time to disperse, and not many people care.

But Asa's attention was there. It didn't seem to be like a wave of aura after a magic explosion, and he didn't notice any huge magic fluctuations coming to his face, but he could feel the elves' magic enchantments shaking slightly. This is supposed to be the elves' barrier that has been forcibly broken into.

The dizziness of the mind is gone, and the body is fully restored. He raised all the nerves to the most sensitive and explosive state. Although no one here realized it yet, he knew that the saber rattling here was as little as a wave under the mountain and tsunami compared to the attacks of those people who were coming.

There was still no movement in the Elf's teleportation magic array. Cedros and Gru don't seem to have come yet, for some reason. Knowing that it might be more dangerous to stay here before they came, Asa didn't leave. The leaves of the World Tree are still here, and once he leaves, there may be no one who will be able to protect Lua.

Elder Lloyd must have noticed the turmoil in the magical enchantment as well, but there was nothing unusual on his face, and his eyes were still fixed on the battlefield ahead. He suddenly shouted, "Elder Lua is right. In the name of the great Marfa, I swear that I will never let any evil man who kills the elves leave the forests of Tulaleone. They will all die a miserable death under the great magic of nature. ”

Elder Lloyd's voice was loud and loud, and just by virtue of that voice it was powerful enough to make one wonder that such a huge voice could come from his thin body. The faces of many of the thieves turned pale at once at this loud and threatening voice, even if the clergy of the Church swore in the name of God that they would not break it, and a brainless race like the Elves swore by their own gods that they would never get out alive. The nearly 100 elven mages around definitely have this strength.

But Elder Lloyd's words changed again: "But those who repent of their sins can be forgiven by Marfa." I swear in the name of Marfa that I will hand over the hostages of the land. We make sure he gets out of here safely. Just take the elves out of that black magical realm.

As soon as this sentence came out, all the thieves were moved. Under the foreshadowing of the previous sentence, the pressure and attraction of this sentence act at the same time. The outermost thieves suddenly rushed outside against the elven captives, shouting, "I surrender." ”

"Old fox, * your ancestors are eighteen generations. Helika's blood-red eyes glared at Elder Lloyd and roared. He hadn't noticed when the elven elder had arrived, but the old man had only spoken two or three words, and the thieves had collapsed without a fight. Originally, he wanted to rush out with the power of all the thieves here.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of thieves ran out of the Black Territory with their own captives. The elves immediately untied their companions. Then he tied up the thieves with the same rope that had bound the elves just now.

"Don't run. Helika roared like madness, and with a single sword slashed a thief running out into a mass of meat sauce along with the captive on his shoulder. But it was no longer useful, and more thieves began to run outside, and some used knives against each other for the elven captives. Even those who really didn't have any captives began to rush out of the black area and shout surrender.

Although Isis was thrown to the ground by several thieves and snorted, he still tried his best to support the scroll in his hand. He knew that he would not be pardoned by the elves no matter how he was the deputy leader, not to mention that he had killed more than a dozen elves in the first Hell Flame scroll.

Kara, boom. The sound was much closer, and many of the elves were heading in the direction where the sound was made, where there seemed to be a white glow. And the voices are getting denser and denser, and it sounds as if someone is chopping something constantly.

"Prison of Thorns. Lua waved the leaves of the World Tree at Helika. The thorns on the ground centered on him became more and more thick, and a few of them emerged from the feet of Helika and quickly wrapped around his body, and as soon as he moved, more thorns immediately wound up, just in the blink of an eye. Helika's body was covered with thick wattles. The thorns were full of spikes like steel nails, and if it were another thief, they would have been stabbed to death at the same time as they were entangled.

But the spikes were clearly powerless against Helica's steely muscles. Helika roared and struggled, and the thorns that might have been able to bind even a rhinoceros began to break, but immediately new ones came out and wrapped around them. This kind of magic had actually been used in the hands of other elven mages just now, but what came out of the ground was just ordinary thorns. All the natural magic is used by Lua, who is holding the leaf of the World Tree, and it is not just as simple as breaking the black territory. The effect has also increased several times.

Just because of this delay, all the elven captives were taken out of the black region by the thieves.

In addition to Cilika and Isis, there were nearly a hundred thieves left inside, all of whom had killed the elves with their own hands just now or who had not been captured by the elves who had surrendered. Now it seemed that the only way out was to break out of the encirclement with the two leaders, who immediately rushed up with weapons in hand and slashed at the thorns that bound Helika.

"Great code, please give your servant unparalleled life and strength...... Lua's original magic was all out of the breath, but now she held the leaves of the World Tree with both hands, closed her eyes, chanted a long incantation, and then waved it at several poisonous insects in front of her.

It was two scorpions and three centipedes, which had grown in size under the magic of the elven mage. After Lua's spell, their tiny bodies began to tremble. Then it swelled as quickly as a blown gummy doll, and in just a few breaths, the poisonous insects reached a terrifying level under the screams of the thieves. The two scorpions were as big as oxen, and the two huge tails in front of them were more than a man's length. Needless to say, a prick, even when wielded as a weapon, is deadly. The two centipedes became the size of pythons, and just looking at their appearance and size, they were creepy enough.

After casting the spell, Lua began to lead the guards, including the huge poisonous insects, to press back against the thieves. The thieves' voices had begun to move closer to the women.

"*, what is this? Tricks? This chick is amazing. Hilton screamed, stunned by a few of his accomplices.

Druid Anderson has regained his human form. He frowned and looked at it, and whispered, "This seems to be the power of the dragon...... The highest ...... in natural magic"

", you know what, boss, what the hell is this?" Hilton was distrustful of the druid who had reverted to his human form, and seemed to be unconvincing by his honest appearance, tugging at Asa's sleeve. Now this boss has a very high status in his heart.

But Asa turned a deaf ear and looked intently in the other direction. He knew what was going on here, but all his spirits were paying attention to the noise that was getting closer.

The crackling sound was getting closer and closer, more and more deafening, and even the ground began to tremble slightly in the tremors. There are already quite a few elves who see that the situation here has stabilized. And he ran to the place where the noise was made.

Asati's brow furrowed. He didn't say anything to stop the elves running there, for he also felt that something was wrong. This kind of sound is by no means something that magic can emit, it is more down-to-earth, fierce, and direct, like a fierce giant holding a giant axe in the forest to open his way to the front. This kind of voice is definitely not in line with the character and style of the Necromantic Guild.

Asa jumped onto a tree, and finally saw a dozen or so figures rapidly approaching the area.

It's not the necromancer. Because although there was light around those people, it was not a raging and turbulent wave of magic, but a white and dazzling white magic light like a holy radiance. It's the same as the one on the Templar.

The elven magic barrier was forcibly entered, and the elf elders inside were probably trying their best to control the magic power of the entire enchantment to prevent them from continuing to enter. All the trees, flowers, and animals in the vicinity of the intruders were rapidly mutating under the effect of the barrier, and one by one the trees struggled to become huge deadwood guards. Attack them with huge steps and swing your arms. The vines on the ground seemed to grow endlessly and frantically, surging towards them like a tide, and countless mutated poisonous insects rushed one after another, crab-sized poisonous spiders, giant scorpions like lynxes, snake-like centipedes, and the originally small poisonous snakes became as thick as anacondas. As they move. Within a radius of tens of meters, it became a sea of crazy vitality and murderous aura. But in such a strange and crazy ocean, this group of people is like a rock in a stormy wave, or a square and well-angled but stable rock, not only a stormy wave. Probably even if the sky is falling apart, they are all so steady, square, and awe-inspiring.

They were striding forward, but they were not running, and the frenzied attacks around them did not hinder their steps in the slightest, nor did they change their course, the speed of their advance, the path, the posture, and the momentum, all of which were expounding a few words: mighty, courteous, although thousands of people went to me. In the blink of an eye, Asa was slightly shocked by this momentum.

At the head was a tall man. A shawl of long brown hair, mighty and resolute, his face was full of scars, but the scars did not look hideous on his very manly face at all, but became synonymous with bravery and medals. The glorious armor on his body glowed softly and powerfully, as if it were substance, and all the poisonous insects and magically generated vines were all burned and forced back under this light.

There was a man dressed in cardinal's costume next to him, but anyone who looked at him would tell that he was the leader of the group. He strode forward with a striding expression, but his posture and momentum were incomparably majestic and oppressive, like a wandering lion. Most of the all-encompassing momentum exuded by this whole group of people came from him.

The cardinal next to him had always had a very soft and beautiful smile on his face, which was particularly charming on his already dignified and feminine face. He waved his hand in a generous and elegant gesture, and the purification technique of white magic swept around without a trace, and those huge poisonous insects and vines instantly turned back into their original small insects and grass.

Behind the two were four Templar Knights, including the female knight. But the other three Templar Knights were clearly of a completely different rank from the female knights, and the light on their bodies was only that of the knight at the head, and the constant cracking sound came from their hands.

Whenever a Deadwood Guard approached, they flew up, spears or greatswords in their hands, all of which shone with an incomparably white light. The deadwood guards, who were several times taller than them, immediately collapsed and destroyed like rotten wood that had dried up and rotted for many years. These deadwood guards, who looked like monsters in the eyes of the thieves, were not much stronger than the low-lying ones under their hands. Behind them were ten swordsmen. As soon as a poisonous insect or vine escapes through the net, it will immediately break into several pieces under their sword. Although they didn't have many opportunities to make a move, Asa could already see that their combat effectiveness was not much worse than his own.

As if sensing Asa's gaze, the knight at the head suddenly raised his head to meet Asa's gaze.

Asa's body froze at the gaze. The distance between the two was still far away, and even the subtleties of their bodies could not be seen clearly, but the man's eyes were directly seared into Assa's mind under this look. Almost subconsciously, he thought of another person, Gru.

If Gru's dark eyes are like a bottomless deep sea in which everything can be annihilated, then this man's brown eyes are a mountain that makes people look up and make everyone feel their dwarf.

"Gwen. Cardinal Adela under His Majesty Magnus, Chief Templar Lancelot and four Templars and ten Templars came to the forests of Turalone to help their elven friends sweep away thieves and capture criminals. The man wasn't shouting, as if he was just saying it casually, but his voice was rolling through the forest.