After the three of them left, Daniyat and his party fought with the disgusting group of depraved demonic beasts in the forest for nearly ten minutes, and then most of the fallen demonic beasts that Gu came over were killed, and they didn't care about the small number of escaped monsters, Daniyat and the night elf leaders rushed towards the altar to the west as fast as possible with the elite team of night elf warriors and the two of Getageris Eve. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After about twenty minutes of traveling, a clearing finally appeared in front of the dense woods, and they were almost there!

However, the joy of arriving at the destination did not last long, and the closer they got to the glade around the altar, the heavier everyone's hearts grew.

Quiet, so quiet.

Not to mention the compatriots who released warning arrows into the sky here at the altar before, before them, the earliest reinforcements of the Night Elf powerhouse, Leonard, and later the three of them should have arrived here long ago. But at this moment, they couldn't even notice any sounds of battle when they stepped into the vicinity of the altar, not even the sound of conversation.

In this way, because of the unexpected silence, everyone moved cautiously, and with full vigilance, they slowly stepped out of the dense forest and into the glade.

The smell of blood in the air, though not strong, is clearly discerning. At the same time, as if in a hurry to prove that the smell of blood was not an illusion, a few steps out of the dense forest, a poor Night Elf warrior whose throat had been cut by a sharp weapon lay quietly on the ground, his eyes closed and not breathing.

"May the moon god guide you. ”

With the exception of Getageris, the Night Elves, including Eve, subconsciously spoke the traditional prayers of the Night Elves for the dead.

However, this was only the beginning, and when everyone looked up, they saw that the glade where the altar was located was littered with the corpses of the Night Elf Guardian warriors.

In addition, whether it is the imaginary enemy, whether it is the night elf powerhouse Leonard or the three of Chelus, they are completely invisible here...... It was quiet, dead silence, for there were no living people here before they arrived.

As she slowly approached the altar with vigilance, Daniat exchanged glances with the night elf leaders who had come with her. Unusual, this attack was very unusual, I saw the bodies of the Night Elf warriors, it was obvious that the fatal wounds suffered by each person were in different locations, the ground was stained with blood, broken hand crossbows, short swords left on the ground by unknown owners, and obvious traces of various attribute magic explosions......

In the previous altar destructions, the Night Elf guards stationed around the four destroyed altars all died as if they had been stripped of their vitality by some kind of life magic at the same time, and then died by slitting their throats one by one in extreme weakness. This time, however, it was clear that there had been a fierce battle around the altar, and the dead did not look at all as weak as their compatriots who had died before, and they should have met the enemy in a normal state and fought a bloody battle.

Could it be that the attackers on the altar this time weren't the same enemy as the previous ones?, but where had the Cheruth and the earlier Lord Lannard gone?

Just as Danieat was thinking about these things, suddenly, the night elf leader beside her slammed his crossbow towards the side of the altar that was getting closer and closer.

"Who's there?!"

The entire team was on alert, and everyone, including Getargilis and Eve, set up their weapons and staffs in the direction the Night Elf leader was aiming, but the nervousness on everyone's faces soon turned to surprise.

“...... Lord Afaria?"

I saw that next to the stone wall on the side of the altar, a figure they were all familiar with staggered out holding on to the stone wall of the altar.

"Ahem, Daniyat...... Luroth ...... cough cough cough ......"

This night elf elite scout captain who usually has a cold face and a majestic expression has never let people see her so embarrassed as she is now, the blood on the shoulders covered by her hands stains the entire leather armor red, her face is pale, and her body is also scarred, and the whole person looks like she can stand up against the wall, which seems to be her limit.

Seeing Alfaria's appearance, Daniat and the others didn't care much, and ran directly towards Alfaria, but Getaris, an outsider, kept an eye on it, and pulled Eve, who was about to follow her, to slow down and walk last. After all, they had just arrived here, and they didn't know what had happened here before, so they rushed to the past in case ...... The consequences would be unimaginable.

But fortunately, Gettageris's caution proved to be superfluous, and Afalia on the side of the altar seemed to be herself, and after seeing Daniyat and her arrival, Afalia seemed to have finally stretched out to the ground at the end, and only her mouth insisted on explaining the things on the altar.

“...... We...... Just as I was patrolling around this altar, I heard something strange on this side of the altar...... A strong man in black, a wind-type mage, he attacked the altar, we released the sentry arrow as soon as possible, and then joined the guards here to fight him, but we couldn't defeat it at all...... Everyone was killed by that guy, and I was the only one left, but luckily, when I was about to be killed, Lord Lannard came...... The man in black didn't seem to want to be entangled by Lord Lannard, and after a few attempts to find that it was impossible for Lord Lannard's speed to get him around and attack the altar, he immediately gave up and prepared to flee...... Lord Lannard told me to wait here for reinforcements, and then I chased after them......"

Alfarya spoke intermittently in a weak voice.

"Uh, Afaria, so the altar wasn't damaged this time?"

Hearing the question of the night elf leader named Luruth, the pale Alfaria nodded.

"Hmm...... Before he could do it, he was chased away by Lord Lannard......"

Although they felt a little sorry for their compatriots who were still lying around at the moment, the night elf warriors couldn't help but show a relieved expression when they heard the news.

In any case, it's great, there are only four of the eight altars that serve as sealing nodes now, and although there are now two powerhouses in the Great Elder and their clan who are instantly reinforcing the seal at any time, if the altar that is the foundation continues to be destroyed one after another, even the Great Elder who is as strong as Sumario may not be able to return to the sky.

Daniyat, however, spoke with some confusion.

"Well, Afalia, have you seen Lord Cheruth?"

Alfaria froze for a moment, then shook her head slightly.

"No...... After Lord Lannard left, you were the first reinforcements to come to the altar......"

Daniyat and the others all looked suspicious, what was going on? In the forest before, they clearly remembered that the three of them were asked by Daniyat to break through and rush towards the altar, but why haven't they been seen here at the altar until now?

However, the confusion did not last long, as Afalia's painful cough quickly brought their thoughts back together.

"Afariya, if you hold on, we will immediately arrange for someone to send you back to the village for treatment. ”

With that, Commander Luros began to mobilize men, and two night elf warriors with good footsteps and strength were selected to take Afalia back to the village for treatment, Gettar Geris, Eve and some of the night elf warriors stayed behind to be temporarily led by Danyat, guarding the altar and welcoming the next batch of reinforcements, while the rest, led by Commander Luruth, pursued the direction of the escape of the men in black identified by Alfaria and the direction pursued by Lanald.

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Meanwhile.

When the Hand of Death fought with Cheruth and them, they always used the magic of the dark and life systems, and the focus of the magic of these two attributes was not on the speed bonus, but at the time of the real pursuit battle now, Cheruth and the others unexpectedly found that the speed of the Hand of Death was not weak.

This guy's body seems to have mutated because of some kind of dark magic.,It's obviously humanoid but it's like a ghost.,It's like a ghost and feels like it's always "floating" near the ground.,And in a place like the woods, even if it's an obstacle like a tree or a big rock in front of it.,This guy doesn't need to dodge at all.,Just hit it.,Let the body or part of the body disperse into wisps of black smoke.,And then as it continues to float forward, it merges together again to form the original body.。

At the same time, on the way to escape, the Hand of Death will continue to spontaneously emit strange black smoke from the strange floating body, and after these smoke adhere to the ground and tree trunks on the route he passes, it will inexplicably generate many dark golems with strange shapes - black mud giant palms, trees with strange grimaces and move on their own, and even some black lumps that float in the air without any dependence and suddenly explode when Cheruth and others have approached.

All these factors were mixed together, so that although the three of them were faster than the Hand of Death in pure speed, they could not shorten the distance between them and the Hand of Death in such a special environment in the valley woods.

And so, after a tug-of-war in the woods for some time, Cheruth finally felt that something was not quite right.

Because of these strange tricks of the Hand of Death and the good use of the environment, it is difficult for them to shorten the distance between them and the Hand of Death, in other words, as long as the Hand of Death uses a little more force, he can completely shake them off.

Deliberately?

Although Cheruth had already considered the question of "this is a trap" when deciding to pursue, and had the confidence that they would be able to get out of it even so, this was different from continuing to jump into it knowing that it was a trap, and now it seems true that the active appearance of the Hand of Death is most likely a trap with unknown intentions, so will their pursuit continue?

The wolf girl frowned, and finally spoke.

"Sister Gray Wind, Nanoha, we won't chase anymore!"

Hearing Chelus's words, the two people who were following Chelus and behind her stopped.

"Cheruth?"

Nanoha asked, looking at Cherus, and the wolf girl watched the back of the Hand of Death fade into the forest in the distance, and then spoke.

"That guy, it feels like he's trying to seduce us. ”

Hearing his sister's words, Gray Wind also nodded.

"Well, I vaguely feel it too. ”

Nanoha saw that Cheruth and Greywind were saying this, so she had no objection.

"So, we'll go back now?"

Cheruth and the others wanted to agree, but Grey Wind offered a different opinion this time.

"Xiaobai, I smell it, there is a strong smell of blood...... It's the blood of the night elves. ”

Chillus and Nanoha were shocked when they heard this, and the three of them looked at each other, and the same concern could be seen in each other's expressions.

Seal the Altar!

And it's very likely that it wasn't the altar they were originally going to support, because in order to pursue the Hand of Death, the route had already deviated far from the original direction, and the Hand of Death didn't deliberately take them around in circles along the way, almost all of them fled in a straight line...... It stands to reason that this place must have been some distance away from the altar they were supposed to support.

Cheruth's face suddenly became a little ugly, so it wasn't just an altar that was attacked this time, was it just that the altar they were going to attack issued a warning in time?

"Sister Gray Wind, which direction is it?"

The three of them immediately moved, this time leading the way, with Cherus and Nanoha following behind, and soon the three of them were through the layers of trees and came to a wooded hill.

"This, this is ......"

Cheruth's ominous premonition was true, and it was indeed an altar, which was supposed to be heavily guarded by the night elves, but now it was as silent as death, and the guards all fell to the ground, as the elders had told Cheruth before, all of them looked weak and had a fatal stab wound in the throat.

It seems that the Hand of Death used the strange life magic that nearly hit the three of them in the forest to freeze the life of these night elves, and then took their lives one by one.

With this judgment in mind, Cheruth immediately walked towards the altar, climbed onto the altar, and looked at the broken appearance of the crystal stone that was supposed to be protected by a heavy magic array in the center of the altar, which carried the sealing magic node, and Cheruth's heart sank.

The seal node here is destroyed.

"Xiaobai, look over there. ”

Hearing Grey Wind's cue, Cheruth turned her head to look at the side of the altar, then her eyes widened in surprise.

A bloodstained night elf male lay on the edge of the altar, and unlike the others, the man's body was covered in wounds, and a large amount of blood stained the upper stone slab of the altar beneath him, and even slowly flowed down the side wall of the altar into the ground below.

There was no doubt that the poor night elf man was the source of the smell of blood from afar, compared to the night elf guards below who only had their throats slit.