When Orandhefer turned his head, he saw a face with no beard and no flesh, but it had a charm similar to Fick, but that person was definitely not Fick.

Looking at the man's eyes with some doubts, there seemed to be a trace of resentment in his eyes, and at most it should be a kind of helplessness.

After a while, as Orenjeffer struggled to discern it, all of the man's eyes began to slowly fade away, and finally became dead silent.

Because there was an arrow that pierced his head and ended his life.

"Brother Jeffer?"

The back is still cold to the bone, and when Orenjeffer saw the face that was really too similar to Fick, he forgot about his injuries a little.

But as soon as he was reminded by the crying little Anna, Orange Jeffer was stunned and realized that the dagger was still in his back and had not been taken out.

But why doesn't your back feel like any water is running through it?

Puzzled, he wanted to see what was going on in his back, but apart from seeing a little bit of the handle of the dagger, Orenjeffer couldn't see anything related to the wound.

"But my hand is also injured!"

Suddenly, he turned around, and Olanjeffer directly stretched out his hand that held the dagger and didn't let go until now, and the dagger was still in his hand.

There was no pain, no blood flowing, and they couldn't even feel the dagger's presence, as if the dagger didn't hurt themselves in the slightest, but the blade that sank into the flesh really told Olanjeffer and Tans, who had already gathered, that he was injured, and that the injuries were still very strange.

"Captain Tans, is this poison?"

There was no special feeling in his brain, and there was no such thing as dizziness or lack of clarity, so Orangjeffer had a question, and this question was naturally directed at the eldest Tans.

But it wasn't Tans who answered Oranghefer, but a sudden sound from the side of the revolving corridor that had been destroyed.

"It should be the coveting of the greedy ghost lizard!"

"Master Izawa!"

The moment this voice appeared, the elves looked in the direction where the voice came from, and what caught their eyes was the old man they had only seen in the afternoon.

Overwatch, Magic Guild Leader, Izawa Puri!

Behind him, there were more than a dozen magicians following, including, of course, the white-bearded Gulas.

Without too much nonsense, Tans directly bowed his head slightly after the latter said such a name, and then looked at the latter with a soliciting attitude, "Master Izawa, what is the coveting of the greedy ghost lizard?"

"Somewhere in the southernmost fire zone, there is a lizard that grows, and because it eats at all times and eats at all times, and when it is hungry, it can feed on molten slurry, so it is called a gluttonous ghost lizard. "Walking up to Oranghe, and looking carefully at the wounds on Orangoff's hands and back, there was a palpable concern,

"The coveting of the greedy ghost lizard can instantly melt anything into liquid and become an existence that the gluttonous lizard can eat, and even if the molten slurry encounters such coveting, it will instantly become a normal temperature existence and become the food of the greedy ghost lizard. ”

Reaching out his hand, he pulled out the dagger from Olanjiefer's hand, and immediately after that, he pulled out the dagger on his back.

There was still no blood spilling, and even the wounds felt like they were about to heal.

"Can you untie it?"

At this moment, it was not only Ize who frowned, but all the elves and the magicians who came after fell into a kind of silence.

And with such silence comes deep worry!

"Do you think the ghost lizard will spit out the food that comes to its mouth?"

Shaking his head a little helplessly, Ize gave an answer of his own, but when he said this, he suddenly remembered something, and at the moment when everyone was showing a great worry, he suddenly spoke, and also diluted this gloom slightly, "There are very few greedy ghost lizards, and it is unlikely that the Red Mercenary Group will go to the south to find such a species, so it stands to reason that it should not be possible to get the coveted by the greedy ghost lizard!"

Carefully turning Oranjiefer's palm over and over again a few times, Ize seemed to have a somewhat clear feeling, "This should be something sold on the black market, it is coveted by the greedy ghost lizard, but it is diluted I don't know how many times." ”

"Does that mean that there is nothing wrong with Olanjief?"

At this moment, it was only about a dozen breaths before Ize pulled out the two daggers, but the wound on Olanjiefer's palm still began to heal, and it showed a strange red, and in the end, a red line was formed, horizontal in the middle of Olanjiefu's palm.

Orenjeffer himself sees this fact, and so does Ize and Tans,

So based on this, as well as Ize's elaboration, Tans would have such a question, but he thought about it himself and felt that it was impossible at all.

Three people, in the end, fought desperately, and finally hurt the elf, how could it end so simply,

And that's just as Tans guessed, when his words fell, Ize directly shook his head and denied his answer.

"The coveting of the gluttonous lizard will continue to spread to the heart, if it is not diluted, it is estimated that your heart still stops beating now, and at this moment it has become the most delicious food for the gluttonous lizard," smiled a little inexplicably, Ize's expression was still not ugly when he looked at the red line in Oraniev's palm, but when he saw the clothes pierced on his back, his expression became completely helpless.

"If it's just the palm of your hand, cutting off one hand may be the best choice, but the coveting of the greedy ghost lizard is also present in your back, and it is even deeper into the bones, so there is no way. ”

"Jeffer's ......"

"Thank you!"

Carefully listening to all of Ize's words in his mind, Olanjeffer suddenly spoke, and interrupted Anna's words, which were already bursting with tears in her eyes,

And such a thank you also made Ize stunned for a moment, but then he seemed to react, and he didn't say anything else, but turned around and looked at the gray giant cocoon, and then fell into a kind of silence.

But at such a moment, how could the elves be as calm as Ize.

"Anri, you immediately take Olanjeffer back to the Drunken Dream Tower, let Meiya see if there is a solution, if not, we will go back to the Elven Forest!"

There was a hint of determination in his eyes, at this moment, Tans already regretted that he had brought Olanjiefu and them here, if he hadn't come here, how could such a thing happen, and it would have threatened Olanjiefu's life.

If something really goes wrong, Tans will die to apologize, and he will not be forgiven by the elves.

He, Orenjief, is one of the hopes for the future of the elves!

There was some uncertainty in his eyes, and when Anli received the order, that is, when he was about to let Olanjeffer go with him, he suddenly stopped Anli when he was talking, "Forget it, Anri, you go back to the Drunken Dream Building now, call Meiya over, I can't leave here for the time being, so, just in case, Olanjiefu can't go with you!"

"Yes, Captain Tans!"

nodded, and then without any hesitation, let alone careless about Tans's words, for a kind of contempt for his own strength, Anli quickly disappeared into this auction hall,

And it didn't take long for Ize to finally speak again, and asked the most crucial part, "The entire house on top of this has been turned into slag, and the wind blade has even affected the small half of Overwatch City, and the tremor of the earth has made the whole city fall into a state of semi-panic now, Master Tans, I want to know some reasons!"

"Someone is trying to kill us!"

With a long exhale, temporarily suppressing the dullness in his heart, Tans looked into Ize's eyes and said seven words softly, but answered all of Ize's questions.

Someone wants to kill us!

Then we elves can only give a complete counterattack, and as for everything in Overwatch City, we elves have no reason to help you protect it.

Since someone wants to kill us, if we die, the Blood Moon will once again hang over the Everlyn Imperial Capital, and we don't want to cause trouble, so we elves choose to fight!

It's a very simple explanation, but it contains everything, Tans also set his eyes on the giant cocoon, and then seemed to take into account the friendship for so long, and finally added a sentence,

"Fick, it looks like he's not dead, it's more like he's using an unusually evil magic!"

"Evil?" Izawa frowned, I don't know why!

"Sacrificial magic!"

Before Tans, who didn't know much about it, refused to answer, Oranjief, who had been a little silent and thought to be worried about his body, suddenly spoke, and after a short time, he came between Ize and the cocoon,

"Fick uses sacrificial magic, and it's a blood sacrifice!"

Regardless of the pitiful tugging of Anna behind him at the corner of his clothes and following him step by step, after thinking about something, Orenjeffer decided that he still had to deal with Fick completely, otherwise he might not be able to find a solution to the greedy lizard's coveting with peace of mind.

"There are too many people dying in the entire auction hall, and his fresh flesh and blood just happened to be the raw material for the blood sacrifice, so we don't know exactly what Fick is unleashing, but there is no doubt that once he succeeds, the power generated must not be underestimated. ”

"But isn't Fick trapped in the Earth's cage?"

"I can feel that there is still the breath of life in my earth cage!" After receiving Oranjiefer's words, Tans had no intention of hiding it at this time, but looked at the giant cocoon he had created single-handedly, and had another layer of worry, "And I feel that there is a force that is expanding in my earth cage, so Fick should not be dead yet, and his sacrificial magic may still continue!"

In the whole space, when the four words of sacrificial magic appeared, it began to fall into silence, whether it was until now, it was a little girl from the snow country whose face was full of sweat and tears, or the magician who followed Izawa to here, or the remaining elves, none of them spoke,

Sacrificial magic is a taboo, and as for how taboo it is, perhaps no one or elves except Orlanjeffer thinks in any direction, which can show how much it is rejected and deliberately forgotten by the mainland.

And when Oranghefer said it, the things related to it were drawn from the depths of their minds.

Sacrificial magic, heaven and earth do not tolerate!