Chapter Ninety-Six: The Two-Colored Arrow

The Stone Spirit Guard looked in unbearable pain, his body shaking like a man-made machine on the verge of destruction.

The elf turned his head away, a slight hint of teasing in his eyes.

"You're saying that this guard, in addition to the flow of shadow energy, has the strange power of revival and continuity?"

Then, looking at his blood-red eyes, Prince Ai Suyan, suddenly sighed a little heavily.

"Forget it, the power of elves in the human world needs to be done in moderation. ”

With that, he raised his saber and waved it impassionedly, as if a knight were solemnly asserting ownership of his domain.

The elf turned his back calmly, his gaze soft as water.

"Are you alright?" he said in a very gentle tone, as naturally as if he were facing his own family.

Ai Yi nodded, but his expression did not return to calm.

The mighty force that flickered in front of him like a storm was not completely dispelled by the light of mercy at this moment.

It's true... It's really... It's a revival again...

The elf's eyes widened, and there was something uncanny in his pure heart.

As for the colored longbow in his hand, it flickered spontaneously at this moment, like the light of the gods.

Then he blinked softly, and a smile of relief suddenly appeared on his face.

Even if you can be reborn indefinitely, once you are reduced to pieces, you will definitely take a hopeless path...

So he gently raised the "rainbow bow", and the vision in his heart was unmistakably revealed like a rainy day.

At the same time, the stone spirit guard, who had once again recovered from his wounds through magic, still attacked the people in front of him without changing his temperament.

Now, its location corresponds to Ai Suyan and the others, and it is located at the two ends of the secret room at the bottom of the lake.

However, on the stone spear in its hand, a power that could not be matched by mortals had quietly gathered, and it was even more powerful than the last time.

Ai Suyan frowned: the ground around him was shaking violently, and the rubble that fell on the ground jumped to a height beyond normal sense, and as the cracks in the walls deepened, the entire secret room was crumbling as if it was about to collapse...

And... Suddenly, he witnessed the horror of the power of the stone spirit's guardian energy: countless purple rays of light that burned like evil flames had now condensed into a giant ball of light the size of a dome at the tip of the stone spear, its body shining with thunder, and the fluctuations of energy swept across the field like a hurricane.

Ai Yi noticed the slightly surprised expression on the elf's face, but it did not carry the slightest panic, but it seemed to be under some kind of baptism.

As for Ai Suyan himself, who was the Prince of the Silver Wing, he pretended to wipe the sweat from his forehead easily at this moment.

This inexhaustible magical energy, if it succeeds in hitting our targets, will be enough to destroy half of the cave when it bursts out, and it's exactly where we are...

Who is it? Such a difficult puzzle has been set up here, intending to turn all those who visit into the bones of a very unfortunate man?

At this time, he suddenly found that Ai Yi was quietly starting to walk towards him.

And when he got closer, he noticed that the other party's peach-blossomed face did not show any signs of withering due to fear.

"Don't worry... The longbow in the hand of this elf is one of the strongest sacred relics in the kingdom of Ilil..."She said softly, her tone mixed with a hint of reassuring anticipation.

At the same time, the elf reached out and took a silver arrow from behind his back, and gracefully placed it on the gritty bowstring.

Ai Suyan quietly watched everything: it's not over, this bow, the changes it has made are terrifying... He thought silently, but two brilliant rays of light had already quietly risen on one side.

I saw that the bow body of the "Rainbow Bow" suddenly glowed with a combination of cyan and orange brilliance, and then they slowly moved towards the bowstring, and at the moment of transmission, they merged into the whole body of the arrow, as if an ordinary object was infused with the blessing of life, and its whole body, including the position of the arrow, was shrouded in these two brilliant and dazzling magical colors.

At the same time, this convergence did not stop at all, and the continuous energy gradually made the two-color flame in front of the arrow more and more vigorous, until finally, it felt like it was enough to burn all the evil.

"'Shining arrows'... It has the power to tear through the starry sky. Ai Yi's voice sounded leisurely from the side: "Under the endless years, the elves have poured their holy relics with their lives, and finally realized the splendor and splendor of this moment. ”

Ai Suyan turned his head to look at her, "What?elf?holy relic?"

Ai Yi smiled slightly: "Don't you know? This 'Rainbow Bow', which is composed of seven different materials, was once one of the artifacts that laid the foundation of the Ilir Kingdom. ”

"Five thousand years ago, the realm of the elves was torn apart, and the armies of vampires that roamed the country like ghosts often swept through the ruined city-state of Ilil uninvited. ”

"Aware of this threat from the Far East, the kingdoms began to unite, and the drumbeat of war rang out like the stampede of giants. ”

However, the sneering sword of the vampires has always hung in everyone's hearts like a devil's claw, awakening from nightmares countless times, making the elves gradually tired of this never-ending war. ”

"Finally, on a sunny day, the Battle for the Holy City came to an end, and the defeated vampire army fled back east of the Decaying Plains, while the other moved west into human land. ”

"However, there are also some necromancers who are not willing to fail, and they cast the last death magic in the sky above the city of Ysso, causing dark clouds to envelop the elven lands all year round, and continue to rain highly corrosive 'scorching raindrops'. ”

"'This mournful nation that dares to reject the great dead will be doomed to no grass for many years, their fields will never be able to grow crops, and all sources of magic will be as depleted and perished as life itself...' their roars are still terrifying after all these years. ”

"However, in this time of crisis, seven brave and fearless mages poured all their magic into the Elven King's longbow. ”

What they did allowed the weapon to evolve: seven different rays of light began to surround it, and it could be called upon at the behest of its master, then concentrating its energy on the tip of the arrow. ”

"After gathering the power of different colors, an arrow with a seven-colored holy light, in the hands of the Elven King, launched from the top of the city's tower, soared into the sky, and finally, dispersed the dark clouds and night. ”

"I remember that at that time, the dazzling light dispelled all the gloom over the city, and then it fell freely, and then, above the sky above the heads of all the living, a huge rainbow appeared across the entire elven land, and it stretched endlessly, until months later, when it was officially declared to disperse. ”

"Later, this relic was hidden by the king, but, more recently, it seems that because of a pact concerning the fate of Ilil, this longbow has been granted to the elf in front of you, His Royal Highness Byrons, the prince of Isso. ”

Moreover, he only used the magic power of two mages, cyan and orange, for the arrow shot by the stone spirit guard, and fused all his power. ”

As she spoke, Ai Yi's voice stopped abruptly, and at this time, she heard Ai Suyan's hearty laughter.

"Not bad... The prince of the elves, you who also came for the Time Prophecy Stone, indeed exude a rare kingly spirit. Then his figure suddenly shifted and disappeared in front of Ai Yi's eyes.

At the same time, Byron flicked the bowstring, and the "two-colored arrow" whizzed forward.

The moment the light of the arrow touched the guard's magic, the surrounding wind seemed to be integrated into the explosion of energy, and then the entire front half of the arrow body disappeared into the shadow magic, and the bright aura mixed with purple, cyan and orange breath in circles and circles swept through the whole field in an instant like star fluctuations.

Ai Yi's turquoise robes were rolled up again, like flowers blooming quietly in the wind, and the sound of the walls shattering was incessant, and the surge of power seemed to have pushed everything here to the brink of collapse.

Yet Byrons' gaze remained steadfast, as if he had the privilege of not being afraid of anything.

The light kept flickering, and at the same time, Ai Yi on the side looked at everything in front of him in amazement: if this continues, we will inevitably sink to the bottom of the deep lake after the secret room collapses...

Byrons... Please don't...

However, at the moment of her hesitation, the stone arm of the chamber guard, which held the universal spear, was suddenly cut in two by a sharp weapon.

A moment later, the stone spear in its hand suddenly fell to the ground due to the fracture of its wrist, and the purple magical energy also ended, but the surprised Byron continued to control the huge power of the "two-color arrow" without hesitation.

It roared, and the light was about to engulf one end of the chamber...

At the same time, Ai Yi clearly saw that the broken arm of the guard in the secret room was due to the swordsman who had suddenly disappeared just now: Ai Suyan.