"Lieutenant, no trace of the target was found. ”

Coming to the location where the phoenix disappeared, and hearing the report of his subordinates, Desdell's brows furrowed. There were still traces of fire magic in the air, making it difficult for the accompanying Moon Guardians to detect their targets with magic in a short period of time. That gray-haired and white-skinned elf was indeed clever enough to make such a correct judgment in such an urgent situation.

"He can't run much without a means of transportation. "Squad 1 and I continued to move forward, joining up with Starise and the others, carefully searching for traces along the way. As for the others...... Stay ahead and follow Ms. Elisana's arrangement. ”

Glancing at the nobleman of Cadore, who was obviously dressed differently from the other guards, the star lieutenant hesitated for a moment, but still gave her the right to act on her own according to the established plan.

Elisana Ravencais, daughter of Lord Kutalos. Since many years ago, no matter how big or small, the lord has deliberately arranged for people in his family to participate. If it were anyone else, they would be dissatisfied with this biased approach. However, Desdell, who is also a nobleman of Cadore, does not think so.

The Upper Elves are different from the regular Night Elves.

His hesitation was not because he was distrustful, but because he was worried that such an elite would not be hurt because of his negligence.

As subjects favored by the queen, nobles, they are born with the right to preferential treatment. As the son of Lord Ravenkes, Elisana was educated at a young age far beyond the average citizen, and now not only is she skilled in spell casting, but she is also far superior to most of the Crow Guards in hand-to-hand combat.

Yes, why can't such an elite enjoy special treatment?

Watching Lieutenant Desdell lead the team away, Elisana's face showed undisguised arrogance: "Everyone listen, immediately disperse, search for nearby traces as quickly as possible, even if it is digging three feet into the ground, to find out the whereabouts of the target!"

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The experience of history has long taught people that power corrupts, and absolute power often leads to absolute corruption.

Somewhere in the shadow of a bush, Lanlos sat against the trunk of a tree, one foot in the air, swaying slowly with the breeze that ran through the forest.

It's not that he has no one in his sights, he's been keeping this movement like this for nearly an hour, but the Night Elf guards led by the female battle mage haven't been able to find his location until now.

Admittedly, he was horrified by the speed and strength with which the battle mage cast his detection spells, but alas, she clearly trusted her own power too much. After the detection magic swept over Lanloth's location without any feedback, the female Night Elf never looked back.

Until now.

If it had been in the past, Lanlos would have laughed at her arrogance, the frog at the bottom of the well. But now, realizing that no mortal, no matter how powerful, could not match the power of the Dark Titan Sargeras, the despair and pressure in Lanlos's heart have been biting and tearing him like maggots on tarsal bones.

Every day is spent as if it were the last, and it seems so chic and uninhibited. But in fact, every day when I wake up, I can feel my endless insignificance and powerlessness, the kind of gap that can't see the end, until it makes people crazy.

He was envious, envious of the upper elves like Elisana, complacent, proud, and thought he could do anything. But he couldn't, and he didn't dare...... He could only stand against the dark sky that could collapse at any time, building stairs brick by brick, trembling, and forcing himself to shorten the distance between him and the sky dome a little bit every moment.

He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to lose, because he knew the price was always too much for him to bear.

Such determination is truly commendable. But, this kind of day is really too hard...... If you are not forced to be helpless, who wants to do so?

Looking at the lone elf that appeared in his sight again, Lanlos stared at the arrogant and confident face, the flame of jealousy, under the luxurious headdress, slowly rising in his eyes.

He can't be a saint after all.

Since you've been happy for so long, it's okay to eat a little pain as a price, right?

With a cold smile, the gray-haired elf withdrew his sword and stared silently at the approaching target.

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As an excellent Cadore nobleman, Elisana is very strong, both in terms of ability and execution, she has to do it faster and better than others.

After surveying the entire area she was responsible for, she quickly returned to the vicinity of the place where the phoenix had disappeared. As she thought, no one was in front of her.

Crow Guard, it's time to raise the screening criteria.

There was obvious disdain on her arrogant look, and Elisana, who was extremely confident in her abilities, had no intention of probing again, and casually found a tree trunk to sit down, waiting for the return of the other subordinates.

It's a pity that the credit for this operation has been snatched away by the Star Eye again.

Elisana sighed with regret on her face, and subconsciously tilted her head closer to the trunk of the tree, but it was because of this movement that she raised her eyes and saw the bushes above. Faintly, the shadow under the canopy of the tree was writhing.

Is it windy? or tired?

The question had just appeared in her mind, and suddenly, a large flat hand appeared in front of her out of thin air, and as the smiling face that had been set off by the traces of arcane erosion was extremely evil, Elisana's vision became dark.

Tumbling pain!

"Woo——!"

It was like being bitten by countless ants, and the pain that permeated every corner of the soul seemed to tear itself to pieces in an instant. Without any mental preparation for such a sharp pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, Elisana's muscles tensed instantly, and her mouth was wide open, trying to vent all the heart-rending feelings.

However, the big hand with only strength covered her face, completely blocking her mouth and nose.

Rao was like this, and the wails that erupted from the turbulent and churning perception of his whole body still pounded his throat with all his might, bursting out with loud whimperes that almost wanted to tear his throat.

Under the impact of such an unforgettable hoarseness, Elisana only felt that she was out of breath at all, and she was about to suffocate and faint.

Suddenly, the pain that had made her worse than death disappeared.

The Night Elf non-commissioned officer, who was covered in sweat and exhausted, collapsed to the ground, and Lanlos took out a tissue and casually wiped the viscous liquid mixed with various complex ingredients on his hands.

In the future, I will still count it according to the Tianling Gai, which is really a bit buried.

A moment of disgust flashed across his face, and the gray-haired elf cleaned up repeatedly for a few moments before turning his head. However, after all this time, the Night Elves still did not come back to their senses. His eyes were glazed, his expression trembled, and he curled up in a corner, trembling uncontrollably.

No wonder the arrogant Night Elf was psychologically fragile, until now, Lanros had never seen anyone who could withstand the thrashing and painful force.

Of course, he didn't use Soul Harvest at the same time, the soul is the highest concentration of magic in the living being's body, and the Soul Harvest can harvest the recipient's memory fragments at the same time, and it can also restore a large amount of mana to him.

In order not to trigger the arcane reverberations in his body, he now sealed the skill almost completely.

Although the Tumbling Pain is a skill to torture souls learned through soul harvesting, Lanlos has been trying to use the two skills separately since he first comprehended the power of the Tumbling Pain.

No, the effect is outstanding.

"Evil, Devil ......"

The bloodshot eyes reflected the figure that was slowly approaching, and I don't know if it was because of the other party's extremely gloomy face against the light, shrouded in shadows, or because of the heartache of Fang Cai's palpitations. Elisana trembled at his approach, and with the last of her strength, she moved backwards a little.

It's a pity that behind her is the thick trunk of the two of them hugging.

Faced with this almost tired of hearing the title, Lanlos turned a deaf ear, slowly squatted down, looked at the miserable white face without the slightest blood, and raised his palm leisurely in the face of her soulful fear.

The palm of Fang Cai's hand that had left such an unforgettable impression on herself was slowly moving towards her, and the shadow was getting closer and closer to her face, and Elisana couldn't help but think back to Fang Cai's life was worse than death.

"No! wait! please...... Ahh

Naturally, Lanlos would not listen to her pleas, and the corners of his mouth hooked, and his palm lightly landed on the forehead of the Night Elf Lady. It wasn't until the latter subconsciously screamed until he didn't feel the churning pain and calmed down a little, then he spoke: "If you shout for one more second, I will let you indulge in this kuai feeling all the time, never stop, live forever." ”

The deep voice was slightly hoarse, and Elisana swore that she had never heard of a mortal who could make such a sound, a voice more terrible than the devil, more cruel than the devil.

There was no response, but the Night Elf's panicked expression made Lanlos nod in satisfaction: "Tell me, you and you, why did you intercept me?"