Chapter Forty-Eight: The Black Elves

Negative spells such as the Slowness Technique fell on Si E's body in an endless stream, layered on top of each other, but it was not just the effect of one plus one equaling two, but in an instant, Si E, who was almost invisible, became able to attack even ordinary people. This reduction in speed is simply extremely deadly. Continuously burst out of blood and improved his strength, at this time, Si'e's body boiled for a while, and even reversed, and he felt weaker than ever.

This kind of technique of forcibly improving by using the essence blood in the body is naturally related to his secret technique, which requires the essence of the fighting qi to be completely integrated into the blood of the heart at ordinary times, relying on the continuous accumulation of the usual time, and bursting out at the critical moment to play the greatest role.

However, this kind of secret technique, although the effect is against the sky, often requires a considerable price, and it will continue to fall into a state of weakness for many days afterwards. And it will leave some unpredictable sequelae, so until the critical moment, the silicon jaw will never be used, the most times it has been used before, it is used to escape for its life, and there has never been a situation at this time, and it has continuously used secret techniques to explode blood to improve strength. He only felt that the feeling of weakness, like the tide, was about to drown itself, as if he was sinking to the bottom of the sea, and could no longer breathe. This feeling is very uncomfortable.

However, he deeply understands that if he doesn't make a decision here, he will probably die here, and the enemy is unexpectedly powerful, and it is not a power that a Sir should have at all. Not only that, but their spell scrolls were scattered like they didn't want money, and the power of this kind of money made every attack he made like knocking down a void. He began to regret it a little and took on this mission.

"Drink!!" Si'e tried to make one last outburst, but before the outbreak was complete, he coughed up several mouthfuls of black blood. This is a sign that the occult art has been exhausted......

"I ...... Si E, soon, are you going to explain here......" Si E's heart was full of such thoughts.

In fact, with those negative scrolls, coupled with the spell attack on the scrolling table, his injuries continued to gush, and there was no way to suppress it with secret techniques, and the backlash caused by secret techniques made him even more painful.

The brutal hammer blow of the barbarian, directly bombarded him in the back.

Si E could no longer resist and dodge, and he was instantly smashed. With a "wow", he spat out a large mouthful of blood with some crumbs of internal organs.

Silicon E flew high, and for the first time he realized his weakness, and he actually faced a group of people with a lower level than himself, so there was no way.

Blood flowed silently...... Si E, looking like he's going to die.

Suddenly, among the corpses of those robbers, a black shadow sprang out, grabbed Si'e's body, and was about to fly away with him!!

The barbarians' attacks were dodged one by one, only to leave them behind in the blink of an eye.

This sudden unfolding made Forturu's eyes widen, and he instantly realized that something was wrong, that Si E's body, maybe there was his secret technique, which was very important, I am afraid that it was the biggest trophy of this war, and now, at such a big price, it was too ridiculous to watch him be robbed.

Forturu hurriedly shouted, "Leave him for me!!"

However, this order was already difficult to complete, and the black-clothed man who took away Si'e was fast, like a black shadow. The knights were completely left behind, and the distance was getting farther and farther!

Because of the distance, Forturu's guards had no way to use the spell scroll to slow down the person's speed.

This is also a drawback of spell scrolls. As long as you are far enough away, there is no way to cast a spell successfully.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Si'e was bent on killing Forturu, he wouldn't have been seriously injured here so easily.

Without the influence of the spell scroll, with the strength of Si E, no one can beat it at all. This is also one of the biggest drawbacks.

Even if Si E is killed in the end, it will need to pay a considerable price, and this kind of price, whether it is Luo Lin or Forturu, there is no way to bear it.

Those commanders who try to forcibly pile up a fourteenth-level master to death with human lives are not a qualified commander.

Seeing that Si E and the man in black were about to disappear, Luo Lin, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly said: "Come if you want, leave if you want, do you really think I'm here, is it so simple?"

Luo Lin's eyes were ethereal, and there was a divine aura inside and out, which made many people dare not look directly, and most soldiers could clearly perceive that this was the divine power of the god of the corona.

Because they believe in the god of the corona, they are quite familiar with this kind of divine power, but no matter how pious they are on weekdays, they can't perceive it, and they think that this is a useless god, purely for the sake of benefit.

This kind of power is not the power of the mortal world at all, and it almost surpasses the level of a qiē. Completely above the magic and vindictiveness, it makes many people's hearts tremble, and they can't help themselves.

Rollin's words are clear and audible, both near and far.

The man in black, who had already fled far away, heard this, the ominous premonition in his heart became more and more intense, and he hurriedly glanced back, and was even more startled, the divine power shrouded in Luo Lin's body had obvious characteristics, and it was his biggest nemesis!

"Stay. Luo Lin seemed to see the panicked look of the man in black, slightly revealing a mocking look, and said lightly.

The man in black suddenly felt something, and he quickly looked up at the sky.

I didn't know when, above the sky, a huge palm appeared out of thin air, and it was shooting down.

The black-clothed man's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly let go of the silicon jaw and quickly dodged.

Compared with Si'e, he values his life more than ever.

"This divine power...... What kind of attribute is the divine power?" said the man in black with some fear, his eyelids jumping. This is a warning sign of danger.

"This is the divine power of the great god of the corona. Luo Lin said lightly: "Black elf......

With the fall of the huge palm, it slapped Si E to death in an instant, although the man in black dodged, but this attack, the wind that slapped out, with a trace of divine power, spread to all around, he couldn't resist it at all, and hit it instantly.

Although the aftermath of this attack failed to hurt him, it caused the veil covering his face to be torn apart, revealing his original face.

This is not a human being, with a gray face, full of strange black lines, orderly and graceful, forming a wonderful pattern.

His pupils are pure purple. This is a very rare pupil color.

"Who is your master?" Luo Lin asked lightly, I don't know when, he has come to the side of the black elf.

"I don't work for anyone, I just serve him. The black elf snorted coldly and said in defense.