For several days, Illo had been wandering in the fog.

A thick fog accumulated at the bottom of the valley, which was afraid to be 100 meters high. As he went deeper, the visibility became lower and lower, and the world behind him gradually faded away, and everywhere he could see was gray, and at times, the half-elf even felt that he had broken into a dream with no beginning and no end.

There was no safe place, there were floating miasma masses everywhere, and Illo only dared to find a shelter to squint for a while every day. As time passed, the dry food and water he carried became less and less, but this time, the half-elf did not choose to retreat, because he vaguely felt that the person he was looking for was not far ahead.

Illo's hunch was not wrong, under that hideous magic crystal armor, there were vaguely the eyebrows and eyes of a barbarian girl. But at the same time, what did he miss?

Missed the "Stairway to Heaven", missed the "Ten Thousand Miles of Sky", and even the loud sound of the Herseus River Valley was as weak as the chirping of insects when it came here. The outside world is turned upside down, but he has no idea that while he has found his old friend, his old place has been reduced to ruins.

But at this moment, Illo had no time to think about it. The white-haired knight on the opposite side is afraid that he has a legendary-level combat power, and he must deal with it carefully so as not to put himself in it.

"Alvet, I taught you the tricks of spear stabbing, remember what it was?" asked Jerseyval with his bone spear raised in a hurry.

"Consistently. The girl replied softly.

"That's right, I'll show you. Seeing the half-elves as nothing, Jersey Val began to teach on the spot. He leapt to his feet, like a light wind, and swept down the hill, releasing his left hand and raising it back in the process. Holding the tail of the gun in his right hand, he attacked Illo, who was dozens of paces away, in an extremely stretched posture.

The bowstring flicked, and three white feather arrows shot out almost in a breath. Illo shoots arrows while running, only to interrupt the rhythm of the opponent's attack. in order to distance themselves.

Once Jerseyval stops smashing arrows, or dodges to the side, then his purpose has been achieved. However, the white-haired knight only shook from side to side, and the part hit by the feather arrow turned from real to virtual in an instant, and the arrow passed through the body without causing any damage.

"Spirits?" Illo felt a pang in his heart, considering what had happened to him in the past few days. So guessed. Along the way, he encountered many resentful spirits, and the arrows were completely ineffective against them, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

But he is not helpless.

The half-elf simply stopped, gathering momentum to aim. The blazing golden light injected arrow feathers into his fingers, and the "Dragon Stalker" was vigorous. After reaching the middle of the shaft, it is divided into several strands. Rotate the cross until you reach the arrowhead.

Instantly, a burst of golden light shot out, and as it approached Jerseyval, it exploded with a bang and turned into thousands of points of light. If the other party still wants to do the same. Unless the whole body is reduced to nothingness.

"Open!" Jersey snorted, his wrist twisting, his spear spinning in his hand. The strong wind formed a cyclone, and he used it to break through the gap. The momentum of the Spike has not decreased, but has increased.

The second arrow was fired, and on the arrowhead, it emitted a dark green luster. Blessed with the power of the bone bow "Soul Hunter", once shot, it will inflict negative effects such as "Weakness" and "Curse" on the enemy. And according to Illo's own testing, this is just as effective for spirits.

The offensive continued, and the third arrow followed. The white feather arrow was not unusual, but the tip of the arrow was particularly bright, only a little bit, but it dragged out a long trail.

"Be careful. In the distance, Bai Ji exclaimed. She also sensed the danger of the arrow.

"Rest assured. Jersey Val had time to smile back, and in an instant, his body turned into a mist, clinging to the bone spear, and continued to rush forward.

The arrows that missed the air shot at the boulders, exploding with a bang, and the rocks flew in chaos. Jerseyval, on the other hand, crossed the last distance in an instant, and his body took shape again, holding the gun in one hand, and stabbed straight out.

Illo clutched his shoulders and staggered back, a streak of blood spilled.

The Nightmare Knight, who is somewhere between the virtual and the real, often plays with his enemies in the palm of his hand. What's more, Jerseyval's realm is one level higher than the other party.

"Don't!" Seeing that he was about to kill the killer, Bai Ji subconsciously shouted, with a hint of anxiety in her voice.

"You, do you know him?" Jersey Val frowned, and the tip of his spear rested on the half-elf's chest.

"It seems to be. The girl ran over and nodded blankly. For Illo, she always has an inexplicable sense of intimacy, like a reunion after a long absence, and her heart is filled with a faint joy.

Jersey Val was silent, he wanted to kill the half-elf, but he didn't want to disobey the girl's wishes.

As he pondered, Illo's eyes turned a pure silver-gray, his left hand gripped the bow, and his right hand crept behind him, seizing a Mithril arrow.

The Nightmare Knight is also a special spirit creature, and the "Thorn of Annihilation" is bound to cause great damage to them.

Jerseyval didn't realize this, but the moment Illo put the arrow on the bowstring, the barbarian maiden reached out with her spear and picked off the bone bow in his hand.

"Don't move. Facing the half-elf's surprised eyes, Bai Ji warned,

"Huh, you dare to sneak up on me?" Jerseyval raised his eyebrows, summoned several Yin Spirits, and wrapped them around Illo like ropes. The pale-faced half-elf ranger gritted his teeth, took out a short blade out of nowhere, and slashed sideways.

The silver-gray air flow surged between the hollow patterns, and the slender snake-like yin spirit let out a silent scream, and disappeared in an instant.

"This short blade can really hurt spirits. Illo thought to himself, and he rolled over, dodging to the side, and stood with his knife in hand.

"For her sake, I don't want to hurt you," Jersey Val was a little surprised, but that's all, he grabbed the bone gun with his backhand and threatened indifferently, "You'd better just grab it, tell the truth about the origin of this knife, and avoid much suffering." ”

Illo snorted coldly, and used this short blade as a carrier to launch the "Oblivion Thorn". He swung his forearm back, and just wanted to throw it, but all over his body, he suddenly felt a sharp pain, and he fell to the ground involuntarily.

Vilano, visible from mid-air, his right hand shrouded. An invisible magnetic net binds the Half-Elf Ranger firmly.

Fortress of Sorrow, Gate Tower.

"Even though Your Excellency's strength is extraordinary, the elves have always mastered a lot of secret arts, so why bother to try it?" said Vilano. The Nightmare Knight is a legendary professional. It is impossible not to find Illo's small movements, so there is only one explanation, that is, he wants to try the power of the short knife for himself.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency, will I die?" Jersey Val glanced at him, and instead of thanking the old magician for his rash move, he looked quite dissatisfied.

"No, but the pain is inevitable. Biranoo thought for a moment. Shook his head. If it was said that a high-ranking ranger could kill a legendary powerhouse, he would never believe it.

"Your Excellency, do you think that I have not suffered since I transformed from a mortal body to a nightmare knight?" asked Jersey Val softly, his expression still calm, except for his slender eyebrows. Jumped imperceptibly.

Bilano fell silent for a long time. Fang Cai owed, "It's my fault." ”

"It's all right," Jersey said, waving his hand, turning around, "Alvet, you won't let me kill him." Then don't kill for the time being, and lock it up. ”

"Yes," the barbarian girl nodded, picked up Illo, and took two steps. Stupidly, he turned around and asked, "Where are you locked up?"

"Well......" Jersey Val is also a little embarrassed, in the illusion he constructed, there are all relatives, friends, and people, how can they be locked up in prison, and naturally there is no relevant setting.

"It's just locked up here. After a moment of thought, the white-haired knight took out a gray translucent bead from his sleeve. It's the hedron in the mirage's body, enough to support a semi-permanent illusion.

Villanoo stood by and watched with great interest. Unlike illusionists, Nightmare Knight uses soul power as ink to copy the patterns that are born in nature and visualize them to trap and kill enemies.

Jerseyval stretched out his fingers and sketched, and an iron gate appeared out of thin air on the wall behind them.

Pushing it open, a cell, three feet square, empty inside. However, when Illo stepped in, he immediately collapsed to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

"Have a good dream. The white-haired knight smiled coldly, he didn't need shackles, because nightmares were the best torture tools.

Then Jerseyval smeared a few iron nails on the wall, and hung the confiscated bow and arrows on them, while he played with the carved short blade in an attempt to find out the secret.

"In the person is not in the knife. Villanoo reminded him that he also had a knack for elven texts.

"Then it's useless," Jerseyval looked at and found nothing, and tossed it to Berge, "you can take it and play with it." ”

The girl nodded obediently, and beside her, the white-haired knight and the black-robed mage quietly waited for the arrival of their prey.

December 19, a special day.

After the heavy snowfall, the weather was surprisingly fine, but the sun could not dispel the cold, and the howling north wind almost blew into people's hearts.

The "Tower of the Wind" crossed the sea to the west, and behind him, the shadow of the mainland was no longer visible. Allegri looked down and saw that the blue water was dotted with scattered islands, and occasionally a bunch of water sprayed out, and he didn't know if it was a sea monster or a giant whale.

Since going out to sea, the floating island has dropped to a height of about a kilometer, and yesterday afternoon, they even landed on a desert island to replenish fresh water, Christina and Onesha took the opportunity to go down to have a look, but Allegri and Turanze, but they did not have that kind of treatment, they were still imprisoned in the palace, and they could only live by the eyes.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Turanze shook over, this former young man was now more and more like a hooligan.

"That kind of splash, it should be a giant whale, right?" Allegri pointed casually, and a puff of water rushed into the sky, dozens of meters high.

"Who knows, but it is said that those whales can foresee their own death," said Turanze, lying on the windowsill, with great interest, "and when the time comes, they will swim to the promised place to meet the arrival of death...... The Whale Graveyard is as famous as the Dragon's Burial Ground, but no one knows where. ”

"Hmm...... I had a hunch too. Allegri looked up and snorted like a whale.

"What?" Turanzer was stunned.

"The time of death is today. Allegri replied in a low voice, looking extremely calm.

"Brother, I admire you more and more, and you see death as home. Turanzer patted him on the shoulder, tsk and praise.

Allegri pursed his lips, now he is like a stolen number, destitute, and his reputation is ruined, rather than living in things, it is better to delete the number and try to wear it back.

But this is not a game, in the distant corridor of Elendil, King Nacini embarks on his final journey.

The sun is rising, the army is ready to go, and the Lion King is at the forefront, waiting for Villanoo's arrival.

Is the last ray of starlight in the dark night a revelation or a sign of death?

The air twisted, and the old magician flashed out, dressed in a silver-striped black robe, with long hair and beard, meticulous. That clear face is engraved with the tempering of the years.

"Master, are you here?" said King Nacini as he stepped forward, finally relieved.

"Your Majesty," said Villanoo, bowing, "when I returned, I consulted some books, and I was seventy percent sure that I would succeed." ”

"Thank you," said King Nacini, who also owed a debt, and greeted him, and then asked, "Master needs rest after a long journey?"

"No, life and death are a matter of life, the sooner you are, there will be more hope," Bilaneo waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, lead the army and wait, I will cast the spell first." ”

"Good. King Nacini stepped back and made way for space.

Bilano turned and began to chant loudly. His old voice echoed among the mountain walls, and starlight continued to fall from the sky, streaking a looming trail.

This must be the astromagnetic field that surveyed this place, right?, King Nacini thought, these magical common senses, when he was trapped in the city of Severa, Allegri explained to him.

Thinking of this, King Nacini snorted, he could not forgive Allegri's betrayal for the rest of his life.

Villanoo chanted for a quarter of an hour, and the surging magical brilliance gradually obscured his form. Starlight hooked, from points to lines, from lines to surfaces, the old magician turned into a giant prism. On every section, there is a bright light.

The next moment, the brilliance swept away. Tens of thousands of Snowton fighters felt like a flower in front of them. In their eyes, the phantom of the stars appeared, and when they blinked, a faint light flickered.

Looking ahead, the vision is much clearer. Their gaze seems to be able to penetrate the fog and find their way home.

"Depart, Your Majesty. Villanoo spread out his palm, and a bright star, born with horns, slowly floated and threw itself to the north.

... (To be continued......)