At the first moment of the accident, Aslan rescued the Emerson siblings and Lucy from the ring, and when he wanted to go back to help more people, the old cigarette butt warned: "If you continue like this, many people will die, you must destroy the matrix!"

His gaze was cast on the javelin held in the dragon knight's hand, and only one of the six Soul Stones embedded in the stick remained, and it was this only remaining red Soul Breath that caused the disaster. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Someone stole all the soul slabs other than the emperor level, the purple coercion should have transitioned to the blue and black coercion, but because of the lack of soul reciprocal stones, it jumped directly to the red coercion, no wonder these candidates suffered heavy casualties. ”

After discovering the enemy's methods, Aslan rushed directly to the statue, although his speed was not very fast, but he was the only one present who could still run, much to the consternation of the others.

Since the day when the Dragon Mother used herself as a sacrificial body to perform the secret method of blood god symbiosis for Aslan and Zhuoya, the dragon genes flowing in his body have been changing his physique.

After that, he spent another year in the Soul Lake area of the Dragon Mound Mountain Range, and his physique had already been trained enough to rival that of a Light Diamond Fighter.

The moment he raised his axe and tried to knock down the Soul Breath Stone embedded in the stick, a ripple of purple mist suddenly appeared in the air, and a dagger with a cold light pierced through the space and stabbed at his chest.

"Sonorous!"

Aslan blocked the dagger's thrust with his axe, and as the sparks flew away, he could clearly see a bewitching woman with lilac skin hiding in the void, staring at him with a pair of murderous eyes.

At the same time, countless screams rang out in the ring, and many purple-skinned women with bewitching bodies appeared out of thin air, wielding the dagger in their hands and wiping out a life.

"It's the Night Elves!"

At this moment, Aslan finally knew what the old cigarette butt meant by the mean woman before.

As far as he knew, every Night Elf was born an assassin, and the innate skills of invisibility, camouflage, submarine, reconnaissance, etc., were inscribed in their blood from an early age.

As the assassination special forces of the Eastern Soil Alliance, the reputation of the Night Elves is like a nightmare in the human world.

Different from the beauty of the white elves, the appearance of the night elves tends to be charming and charming, ** magic is also a big trick of theirs, even if many human powerhouses defeat the night elves, they will be captured by the other party at the last moment, and end their lives by a cold dagger by slashing their throats when they are passionate.

Aslan realized that the Night Elves who assassinated him at this moment did not activate the stealth talent, but directly hid in the void, which can only show that the other party's strength is very strong, and it is likely that he is in the position of an elder among the Night Elf clan.

As he expected, the opponent's expression did not change at all after the attack was in the air, and the dagger in his hand spun into a flower shadow, bringing a roar towards him.

"Whew!"

Each thrust of the dagger was extremely tricky and ruthless, and even if Aslan dealt with it with all his might, there were a few red colors on his body.

While trying his best to dodge the attack, he didn't try to fight back, because as long as there was any negligence, the opponent could kill him instantly, so he could only keep dodging and waiting for an absolute opportunity.

An opportunity when the other side is forced to stop attacking.

If the Night Elf was really responsible for the accident, then it made sense for her to stop herself from destroying the Matrix of Coercion.

As for her desire to kill the fresh blood of the major forces of the human race, can such a vicious conspiracy really be realized?

Obviously, that was impossible, because Mo Lao, Wicarant, and Isabel had already rushed towards the ring, and there were many powerful figures following behind, these strong men were the upper elites of the major human forces, and at this moment, seeing the fresh blood of the rising race being killed by the enemy's conspiracy, the anger was beyond words.

"Goddamn stinking bitch, I'm going to send you all to hell!" German, the president of the Mercenary Guild, rode on the back of the Iron Feather Griffin, raised his saber and slammed into the void, and an invisible Night Elf was instantly split in two, and his filthy intestines mixed with foul blood sprayed all over the ground.

"Everyone, close your eyes to me!" Mo Lao waved his sleeves, a large pool of jet-black ink splashed from his cuffs, and when the ink rain tilted in the ring, many people found themselves standing beside a strange figure.

There are hundreds of these black figures, they are all Night Elves who have activated their stealth skills, but at this moment, their whereabouts are exposed because their bodies are stained with ink.

Ink fell from the sky, and a flock of birds rushed out of Isabel's skirt, and after resisting the ink staining for her, the birds swooped down on the Night Elves in the field at great speed, pecking at the eyes of their enemies with their sharp beaks.

The rest of the human powerhouses also showed their skills, and for a while, thousands of brilliant fighting skills broke out in the ring, and a one-sided slaughter officially began.

On the other side, the Night Elf Patriarch saw that his clan had been brutally killed and stopped attacking Aslan, and a flash of compassion flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by madness.

Aslan knew what it meant for his foe to look at him, and he barely hesitated as he ran towards the outside of the ring.

At this time, Wicarant, who rushed up, was also frozen, he originally wanted to use rescue as a cover to blackmail Aslan in the chaos, but he didn't expect this dark horse to run towards him. He glanced back at Mo Lao and found that the other party was killing a Night Elf, and a grim smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

"This dead end is your own choice, and it is also an honor for you to die at my hands. Wicarante stared at Aslan, who was getting closer to him, and if anyone could see his arm through his sleeve at this time, they would notice that a black snake tattoo carved into his arm actually squirmed.

The black snake crawled from Wikarante's arm to the palm of his hand, then coiled up and used the palm as a point of strength to slam at Aslan.

Its speed was like an arrow from a bow, and even Wicarante himself could only see a black shadow, but he had already imagined in his mind the scene of Aslan being pierced through the heart by the black snake.

The next moment, however, his grim smile froze and was replaced by an expression of extreme consternation.

At the moment when the black snake attacked Aslan, Wikalante was very sure that he saw Aslan's black hair turn white, and at the same time, a powerful aura slightly inferior to himself suddenly burst out of Aslan's body, and the black snake was pinched into powder by him with the palm of his hand.

All of this happened between the lightning and the flint, and even Mo Lao and Isabel didn't notice it.

"This can't be! I must be dazzled!" Wicarrante rubbed his eyes, and by this time Aslan had already run in front of him.

At the same time, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded, as if some order had been triggered, and the bodies of all the Night Elves swelled in an instant, including those who were already dead.

"Damn! they're going to blow themselves up!"

Wikalante roared, and as Aslan rushed past him in a panic and rushed out of the ring, he realized that his opponent was acting like he was running away from something.

It wasn't until the Night Elf Patriarch whistled that Wicarante realized that he was surrounded by hundreds of human bombs!

"Bang...... Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Bang ............"

Hundreds of explosions rang out one after another, and a terrifying wave of scorching fire rushed into the sky, and the earth-shattering shock caused the entire Colosseum to tremble violently, and the stone pillars that supported it were even shocked into shocking cracks.

Looking at the fire in the central arena, the audience all froze in place as if they had been drained.

Violent waves of flame energy surged out from the center of the explosion, and some of the spectators who were close to the ring instantly turned into burning men, struggling and wailing with their teeth and claws.

Almost all of them have the illusion that they are in hell......

Suddenly, a flock of birds burst out of the flames, and when the birds dispersed, Isabel's figure was revealed, but her dress was tattered, and one arm was even bleeding red.

Since her appearance, the rest of the figures have also sprung out of the flames, and although they all looked embarrassed, the audience was so excited that they wept bitterly.

Now they realized that the real target of the Night Elves was not those outstanding candidates at all, but this group of powerhouses representing the upper echelons of the human race!

If they all die, the human army stationed on the Great Wall of Eternal Winter will lose its support in the peak mountain range tens of thousands of kilometers away.

If thousands of alien soldiers crossed the peak mountain range and stepped into the western lands, it would mean the end of humanity's glory.

At this moment, although there were hundreds of human powerhouses who escaped from the sea of fire, many more were burned to ashes in the ring, wordlessly proving that the Night Elves' assassination operation at the cost of self-explosion came to a successful end.

"As the supreme ruler of the Holy Laurent Empire, I declare that the Crusade War Order is activated!" exclaimed Isabel, who was suspended in the air.