"Half-elf?" Thor struggled to refuse, "There's no way I'm going to give it to you." ”

The consciousness in the black space once asked Thor to take Kongsha out and hand it over to the half-elf, but he didn't expect the half-elf to take the initiative to enter the valley at this moment.

"You don't have to worry, I'll take him out, unlike you ordinary people, I won't be able to get out of the valley anymore after I enter the valley."

Thor was stunned for a moment, but when he thought about it, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Judging from the information he had just gotten, this elven valley was like a filter, the outermost lock that imprisoned the elves.

Wizards can still get in and out of the mesh with difficulty, but elves really can't get in and out.

Although the one in front of him is a half-elf, unless he can fade half of the elven blood, he will spend half of his life here.

But despite this, Thor couldn't just give him the Elven King's head.

The half-elf obviously understood Thor's concerns, and he thought for a moment and said, "If I said I was trying to destroy it, you wouldn't believe it easily, would you?" In this way, you take it, I can destroy it without touching it, and then you can dispose of the wreckage at will, and there is no problem in taking it out of the valley. ”

"How can I be sure that you actually destroyed it?"

The half-elf was not angry at Thor's few questions, "Some things are like the sun, even if the clouds are thick, you will still know that it is behind the clouds." ”

Thor lowered his eyes and looked at the skull in his hand.

It's strange that the elf king is not as good-looking as a half-elf.

Is it really a miracle of mixed blood?

"May I ask why you wanted to ruin it?"

"Didn't you just want to destroy it too?" The half-elf stepped closer to Thor, but stopped three meters away from him.

"That's enough distance." The snowflakes drifting around him became more and more dense, "Since you want to destroy it, you must already understand its danger, right?" ”

"It's hard work, but I love the world. And the return of the elves will definitely bring irreversible pollution to this world. Plus...... The world is bound to ruin. ”

Thor looked at the half-elf with a serious face, what were the words he had just hidden?

Will it be a "dent"?

"It's the first time we've met...... But I'm willing to believe you. Thor straightened his arm and placed the Elven King's head on the carpet in front of him, "Please." ”

Seeing such a crisp Thor, the half-elf was stunned, and after coming back to his senses, he actually asked Thor: "Are you Thor?" ”

"How do you know about me?"

"When I came in, Gorsa said let me send you out before I died." The half-elf's palms clapped lightly, "When I came in, I met a wizard apprentice, and I asked him if he was Thor. He said yes. I'll send him out. ”

Thor immediately guessed that it must be Mark who had escaped.

Unexpectedly, he killed Monroe and Herman halfway, and he was lucky to leave the field early because of the half-elf.

Saul smiled slightly, "Mentor Gorsa...... You still care about me. ”

Looking at Thor's slightly cool smile, the half-elf said more, "Some things look alike, but they are not necessarily what you think. ”

Thor retracted the smile on his face, and in front of this half-elf, he didn't know why he revealed his true emotions.

"That's what I said, but I can understand it with multiple flips, and in the end I don't know anything."

He fixed his mind and replied.

The half-elf didn't say anything more, just raised his hands, and the ten fingers turned into colorful lights and shadows.

Then he beckoned to the Elven King's head on the carpet, and a colored silk thread was pulled out from the top of the Elven King's head by an invisible force.

Thor watched silently, not making a sound, not disturbing the half-elves.

He could see that as the colored threads were pulled away little by little, the originally beautiful face gradually changed.

From the image of a black-haired woman who fits Saul's aesthetics very well, she has become a silver-haired neutral beauty.

It's also beautiful, but the contours of the facial features are completely different from just now.

The colored thread came to the half-elf's hand, and he continued to pull it.

More and more silk threads were pulled out, and the beautiful head underwent further changes.

It began to become shriveled, old, and lose its vitality.

Finally, as the end of the thread left the skull and entered the palm of the half-elf, the skull completely darkened.

It's dead.

Thor sensed this clearly.

And the half-elf holding the silk thread also began to condense heavy frost, and the color that belonged to him was also retreating, retreating little by little to his palm.

Thor opened his mouth, and he watched as the half-elf faded all color, lost its beauty, and turned into a pale human form.

It looks like those weird humans in the forest!

But he doesn't have the illusion of those weird human forms.

He's real.

Maybe this is the benefit of his other half of the human bloodline, right?

Eventually, the colors converged to his fingertips, forming an ever-changing sphere.

"You can take that head away, although there is no spiritual power to support it, but it is also a good witchcraft material, he has a strong inclusiveness, suitable for all kinds of transformations."

Thor bent over, fingertips touching the shriveled skull, easily tucking it into his bag.

"Thank you."

The half-elf nodded, accepting Thor's thanks.

Then he held the colored ball of light and approached the pure white throne step by step.

Thor automatically got out of the way, and for some reason there was a sadness in his heart.

The diary doesn't warn you, and it's clear that the half-elf is really going to die calmly.

The half-elf walked up to the pure white throne and knelt down on one knee.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally slowly but firmly handed the colored orb to the weaving painting.

In the next moment, the ordinary-looking woven painting suddenly generated a suction force, sucking all the colorful balls into the painting.

Then the half-elf fell limply under the throne.

The ice crystals on his body began to recede, and the snowflakes drifting in the room also dissipated, as if the magical power began to disintegrate, everything returned to normal, everything returned to calm.

He looked sideways at Thor, finally smiling for the first time since they met.

"It's okay, I can still send you out through the power of the throne, otherwise I will break my promise."

Seeing the half-elf crawling towards the throne with difficulty, the ropeway stepped forward to help him up, but the other party shook his head and refused.

"Are my eyes on you?"

Thor thought of the Banished Child he had just gotten and nodded.

The half-elf had climbed to the throne and sat down, and for a moment, he seemed to have regained some strength.

He said to Thor, "The Forest of the Four Seasons is just one of the elven settlements, and there used to be elves living in other places. Do not respond to the genie's request anytime, anywhere. ”

Thor nodded, "I know." ”

The half-elf closed his eyes, "Alright, I'll send you out now, and by the way, I'll give you all the things I don't need." ”

In the next second, countless snowflakes suddenly surged under Thor's feet, directly obscuring his vision.

In the final moments when his vision was obscured, Thor saw the pale body of the half-elf decaying rapidly.

When the snowflakes clear, Thor finds himself still standing in the same forest where he met Mark on the first day.

He was unable to bring back the four containers that had been lost in the Elven Valley, but he had learned a lot from his trip.

Because in the process of leaving the valley, he realized what the half-elf had given him?

The half-elf actually gave Thor all the pure magic he had left!

Thor didn't know how he did it.

After all, in this world, magic is not like internal strength, which can be passed around.

Now Thor's mana is very close to the minimum requirement for a full-fledged wizard!

Next, he just needs to concentrate on further education for a year or two...... You will be promoted to an official wizard!

Thor looked back into the forest.

"Thank you, half-elf who doesn't even have a name."