Once the Dark Elves were part of the High Elves, worshipping the god of domination and servitude, Isrevi. At that time, www.biquge.info the elves were the overlords of the world, ruling the entire El Continent and enslaving every race on the continent as rulers. At that time, the elves were not divided into high elves, dark elves, wood elves, sea elves, and snow elves.

But the elven rulers also applied this idea of domination and servitude to their own kind. Unable to bear this treatment, the low-level elves turned to the god of strife and destruction, Disssende, for help, and with the help of Disssende, they overthrew the ruling class of the high elves at that time, and believed in the god of strife and destruction, but the gods of the new faith continued to send oracles to expand externally, which made the elves fall into an unprecedented predicament. The last part of the elves believed in Noctera, the goddess of the moonlit night, and that part of the elves gradually dyed black and turned into dark elves, and it was from this time that the elves fell into a split.

Noctera, the goddess of the moonlit night, created an entire race of dark elves, and her status among the dark elves was higher than that of the other two goddesses. The altar built for it is also the most magnificent, with the altar built on a high mountain transforming almost the entire mountain, and the statue of the goddess is even more breathtaking.

When she was a child, she looked up at this towering statue, and she couldn't see the top of the goddess as far as her eyes could see.

"Mom, I want to be the Goddess's shaman in the future!" the smart eyes rolled, as if thinking of something that could be added, "The Goddess's Templars can too!"

The young and ignorant told the richly dressed dark elf woman behind him about his dreams. The woman behind her did not respond to the great goal of her child, and gradually grasped the back of the neck of little Sayvera with her left hand, as if she was engaged in a strong psychological struggle, and the strength of her hand was sometimes heavy and sometimes light.

"What's wrong with Mommy?" Feeling the discomfort coming from the back of her neck, little Sayvera's big bright eyes flashed with tears, "Did I do something wrong?"

Perhaps it was the child's question and expression that made the woman feel unbearable, so the left hand that grabbed the back of the other's neck gently let go of the back of the other's neck, and gently stroked the child's long silver-white hair: "Then Saivera has to work very hard!"

In the past, Ivera had heard that before death, whether it was a human, an elf, or an orc, all kinds of scenes in his life would be reflected in front of his eyes. Saivera was very disdainful of such a statement, and if you were able to say it, then why didn't you die? If it's true, why do we know that dead people can't speak?

A scene from her childhood flashed through Saivela's mind, and it was only a brief moment to end.

Falling heavily to the ground, Saivera immediately pulled out the dagger she was carrying from her waist, and the special dagger prepared in advance to deal with the magic swordsman was now in good use, but when the planned pair of daggers were drawn, she was not far from failure - it was a fool's foolish to fight close and long combat with the High Elf magic swordsman.

The original special short bow had broken into two pieces and lay on the ground, and a gust of wind blew, and the fragments of the short bow also drifted away with the strong wind, disappearing into the dimly lit aisle. Along with the short bow, there was an exaggerated thick green poisonous mist in the air, but the almost invisible pale red poisonous mist did not move at all.

Seon slowly walked out of the darkness with the sword in his hand, and the damage of the pale red poisonous gas caused three blood marks on his face, one from his eyes and one from his nose. A faint green light continued to flash from the robe on his body, and the healing spell enchanted on it was repairing the injuries on his body, and an almost materialized shield on his side completely separated the pale red poisonous mist in the air.

"What the hell did you do with the Void Salt and the Blood Crown?" "Instead of stabbing Sayvera on the ground, Seon with the sword asked his own strange question, "Not even the air filtration spell can isolate it." ”

Saivela did not respond to the other party's question, and the dagger in his hand was crossed to protect his chest, as if he intended to kill the other party in such a predicament.

"We can make a deal. As if to make his behavior more friendly, Sain put the long sword in his hand behind him, and looked at the familiar enemy in front of him with his back hand, "Call out the recipe for this poison gas, and I can let you go." ”

Seon's offer came as a surprise to Sayvera, but the Dark Elves did not intend to let the High Elf swordsman leave alive. The sneak attack has pitted itself against the entire Assassin Order, and once the other party reveals his identity, then he can only spend his life evading the pursuit.

The distance between the magic swordsman is getting closer, and I don't know if I want to use this to put pressure on the other party. At a short distance, Saivera suddenly stabbed the dagger in his hand at the magic swordsman in front of him, and the magic shield on his body instantly shattered under the effect of the dagger, and the sharp dagger easily slashed the throat of the magic swordsman.

The figure of the Demon Swordsman in front of him instantly distorted and dissipated into the air, and the illusion skills of the Demon Swordsman were hated by any opponent.

The Assassin's fighting skills and instincts caused him to roll to the side, and a sword shadow behind him slashed at the place where the Assassin had been standing, causing cracks to appear on the floor.

Thane was not discouraged by the failure of the sneak attack in front of him, under the blessing of the spell, Thane has a faster speed, more powerful strength and sharper intuition than usual, in the negotiation between the phantom and the other party, the swiftness, the brute bull technique and the eagle eye technique continue to bless the body, and the strength of the current magic swordsman has soared.

The ferocious assault made it difficult for Sayvera to parry, and another powerful upward slash was directed at the Assassin who had not yet gained a foothold. With the agility of her body, Saivela's skin almost brushed against the blade of the opponent's sword.

Flipping back, holding the ground with one hand and bouncing off a distance, Saivera was able to stay away from this monstrous magic swordsman with such a difficult move. But Sein, who had missed again, immediately turned into a black lightning bolt and rushed straight towards Saywera, who had just gained a foothold.

Demon swordsmen are the spearhead of the elven race, whether it was before or now, they have powerful swordsmanship and can also assist in various spells, they are always a sharp knife for the elven army to tear through the enemy's defense, whether it is in a group battle on the battlefield or a one-on-one duel.

There was already a hard wall behind him, and Saivera, who had no way back, used the dagger in her hand to block and unload the force of the slashing sword, and at the same time, she turned around and slashed at the opponent's neck with another dagger in her hand.

The special dagger has an excellent demon-breaking effect that pierces a thin magic shield next to the magic swordsman, and the magic swordsman in a hurry does not attach any high-level shields to himself, let alone several shields to himself. If she faced a well-prepared magic swordsman, Sayvera had no chance of winning at all, as the opponent's armor itself could not penetrate it.

With the blessing of Eagle Eye, Seon could see the opponent's trajectory clearly, but even with the blessing of Swiftness, he could not match the speed of the assassin, and could only dodge the opponent's deadly attack, and the vertical collar of his tall clothes was completely severed, leaving a shallow wound on his neck.

The destruction of the clothes completely terminated the healing spells in motion, and the repressed brain trauma caused the opponent to fall back into a strange state of vertigo. Less than a second of confusion wiped out the magic swordsman's good fortune, and the successful Sayvera raised her slender and tense calves and kicked the opponent to the ground.

By the time Theon fully reacted, it was too late, and he fell to the ground, a pair of daggers in his pupils that were constantly expanding, and after a few moments, the daggers would definitely be inserted into his eyes.

Seon will not sit still and die because of this, a magic swordsman is also a mage, and the spell equipment on his body will not be lacking, although he is not fully prepared before coming out, but he still has basic self-means.

The ring in his hand emitted a small circle of light, which continued to expand, and finally reached the assassin in front of him when the dagger stabbed his eye.

Telekinesis Blast, a small skill commonly used by mages against melee enemies. At this moment, such a small skill has become a weapon to save the Demon Swordsman.

The close-range thrust of the telekinetic blast made it impossible for Saivera to control her body, and she took a few steps back before she could stabilize her footing, but the brunt of the blow was that her hands couldn't hold the daggers tightly, and the daggers didn't know where they were. The loss of the chance to kill made Sayvera immediately turn sideways and not dare to linger too much in the same place.

Sein, who had regained the initiative, was no longer able to retrieve his longsword in a short period of time, but this could not stop the powerful output of this magic swordsman. The flames in his hands continued to erupt forward, and Sein, who had returned to his profession, showed the powerful magical talent of the high elves, and the hot flames sealed the aisle in front of him, even if Saivera could act, but the blockade of the flames would make it impossible for the other party to use all means.

Suddenly, the flames vanished, leaving only blackened walls and burning objects to express to the world that the place had once been burned with flames.

Sein looked puzzled at a demon-breaking arrow piercing out of his chest, which was not fired from a crossbow, but was inserted into his body like a short spear.

There was no space in the back, just a wall, and Sein, whose life characteristics were about to disappear, looked at the assassin behind him in confusion, hoping that the other party would give him an answer.

The masked Sayvera was in a state of delight, and although he had used dishonorable means, poison gas, and sneak attacks, and in the end he almost lost himself before he was put to the ground, but isn't that what the Assassins did?

"Ever since I was a child, I had a dream of becoming a goddess or a Templar. "With the piercing of the chest cavity and the erosion of the poisonous gas, Sayvera no longer thinks that the other party will survive because of this" Some time ago my dream came true, and I became a Templar. ”

Not bothering whether the other party could hear her words clearly, Saivera walked to her destination, preparing to set up her disguise as planned. If she hadn't become a Templar of Noctera, the goddess of the moonlit night, Sayvera would not have possessed the ability to teleport or hide in the shadows, and Sayvera would not have had the confidence to plan such an attack.

Shadow Escape is a standard skill possessed by the knights or shamans of the Goddess of the Moon Night, and Saivera doesn't think this skill will be of much use, and she can only use it once a day when she has just acquired the skill, which is planned to be used for escape.

During the assault on Shilinya, in the mausoleum, Saivela was desperate to find that she could no longer use this god-given power, and at one point believed that it was retribution for her delay in serving the goddess.

"From now on, I will serve the great goddess. Saivela said expectantly after quickly setting up the site to its ideals.