Why did the pitch-black lightning appear in the sky at the same time as the blood-red flames, the two forces that were intertwined with each other collided together, whether it was war or peace, why the silver-white dawn and the golden moon were separated by the low horizon, whose eyes found the existence of hope in the alternation of day and night, the confused and firm seemed to be real but was actually a dream, the fragile and powerful hurt the broken soul was the innocence. Dugu Arrow and Lan Xingye, the King of Light, led the remnants of the soldiers out of the valley of death, the broken stones with the last trembling of the wind remained behind the pain forever, the shaking mountain seemed to be choked by death, and kept spitting dust and cool air, and the bloody corpse was suspended in the shadow of a pool of blood, like a submerged shell living and dying, dead and alive.

At the same time, the King of Darkness, Lu Zhuxuan, was waiting on the magic mountain for the return of Inhuman Tiansiyu, but when he learned that Inhuman had been brutally killed in the Valley of Death by Dugu Arrow and the King of Light, his angry anger rushed above his head and drifted towards the world of light, the return of the Kingdom of Darkness could not continue to repeat itself like the tragedy of the past, all he had to do now was to use this jet-black wand in his hand to cut through the blood-red warm tide, the soldiers of the Dark Kingdom saw not only the dark side of the night, but also the long-pent-up hatred, their bodies pushed the dark current of pitch-black to the edge of the light to get closer, and then closerThe beasts of the Dark Realm are freed from their cages, and evil ghosts strike the storm of dawn with a hint of blood, as if Twilight were their only best friend.

At this time, the Lord of Darkness walked to the front of the castle, his eyes were fixed on the burning blood red in the distance for a long time, like a purple dream mixed with a dark blue love moved to the edge of the darkness, he immediately ordered all the soldiers and beasts of the Dark Country to go to the dead and silent wasteland in the distance, and he and a small number of soldiers stayed in the Magic Mountain to guard the crystal ball, he watched from a distance as the soldiers of the Dark Kingdom embarked on the journey with weapons in hand, and he could only stay in the Magic Mountain to let the pain of the battle capture his soul, he closed his eyes helplessly, as if he closed the broken black wings immersed in despair, at this timeHe suddenly felt a stream of hot blood surging on the top of his head, his right hand couldn't help but raise up, the pitch-black wand suddenly seemed to thicken faintly solidified in the night, he waved vigorously towards the place where the pitch-black lightning and the blood-red light flame met, and a large black beam of light stretched between heaven and earth, like a crazy swimming dragon on the edge of rebirth and dying, and there was no hope or despair......

The dark light of the night reached into the hotbed of the Milky Way and lifted up a few sleeping stars, the meteor that slipped into the nightmare flew into whose loneliness with its long tail, and the wandering dust snuggled up to the heavy twilight and dragged an earthy dream into the wings of the dawn, and the filthy and defiled wings burned and fell into the cold abyss. Dugu Arrow and Lan Xingye, the king of light, led the soldiers of the Land of Light to the wasteland, this land that has been eroded by darkness and death has made many innocent lives annihilate humanity and regain conscience, the white bones exposed on the surface of the ground stir the mud and sand, and the difficult choice between dirt and purity, just like a moth that pounces on the lamplight, either chooses to retreat or bravely accept perdition, the withered weeds desperately pick up the rain and dew next to the petals, and stretch the invisible leaves into the rich fragrance to hold up a hazy broken shadow.

Dugu Arrow and the King of Light patted each other's shoulders and hugged each other, the sunset in the dusk reflected their figures as if overlapping into the same self, the bright glow accompanied by the rise of twilight in the dark gray world fiddling with a sad ending, and then they moved step by step in the opposite direction, Dugu Arrow climbed the magic mountain alone and walked towards the place full of evil and terror, and the King of Light and his soldiers came to the vast area of the wasteland to prepare for the final battle, so their backs disappeared into the world where light and darkness collided and separated, and a bloody light jumped over the wounded river, appearing in the pupils and losing the track of gliding, like fireflies burrowing into the dark night, although beautiful, they hide a deadly danger everywhere......

The boundless pitch black shrouded in a sparse blood red approached the dark side of the soul little by little, in the dim world, the sad thoughts crossed the fragile heartstrings and drowned out the bright side, the broken dark blue caressed the eyes as deep as the sea, piercing a bright glow from the eyes and stabbing the speeding dawn. After saying goodbye to the Lord of Light, Lan Xingye, Dugu Arrow and the King of Light walked towards the direction of the Demon Mountain, he saw that there were rolling flames as if the entire mountain was about to melt, he knew that the crystal clear, The huge crystal ball was hidden in the dark dungeon, the mysterious prophecy was like a ghost-possessed body that could not see the inner world, nor could he see the outside world, he was tormented by the shadow of death in the space of truth and lies, as if an unknown answer had suddenly become the truth through people's mutual rumors, he shook his body and stared at the black flames rushing above his head, this flame slowly drifted towards the flames of the magic mountain, until the sound of the explosion spread through his eardrums and made him return to the real world.

The pitch-black twilight peeled away what the blood-red world wanted to flow into, and the heavy undercurrent mixed with the sound of the soul being torn hurt someone's heart, and the earthy yellow dust lifted the broken clouds and buried a cold dream into the mud and sand, so that the fallen body that could no longer fall could get a complete rest. Dugu Arrow and the blood elf were still indulging in the helplessness of being driven out by the elf patriarch at this time, they sat on the grass and looked up at the ice blue sky as if looking at a sea full of sorrow, the elf patriarch's refusal made the blood elf feel the taste of no sense of belonging for the first time, he didn't believe that his bitter repentance was only a sad ending after all, and the fall of the soul made him indulge in the temptation of money again and again, fleeing again and again, seeing, The invisible hope is entangled in confusion and changes the direction of progress, but the innocence that guards itself will always remain by his side and accompany him until eternity. At this time, the soldiers of the Dark Kingdom had rushed from the werewolf's screaming house to the elven kingdom, their eyes shot a fierce gaze again and again to force back the elves who came to resist, only to see them holding sharp weapons in the grass to launch a crazy slaughter, panicked elves one after another into the cave to avoid their killing, the originally peaceful place in an instant raised the sky of sand and dust to swallow the vivid pure green, the wounded elves and the tragic elves were frozen by the scars of time in the picture of eternal life without any painful expression。

With the footsteps of the god of death sliding towards the dark side of life little by little, the soldiers of the dark country have approached the elf patriarch's wooden house, they overturned the wooden door and strangled the elven patriarch's neck and lifted him up, only to see the elven patriarch kicking his legs with a pale face, like a slaughtered lamb hanging in the air waiting for death to come, at this time, Dugu arrow and blood elf smashed through the broken wood on the door frame and broke in, only to see Dugu arrow full of bows, blood elf waving a short sword standing at the door, they shouted for the soldiers of the dark country to let go of the elf patriarch, the soldier who strangled the patriarch smiled coldly and threw him to the window next to him, The dishes in the window couldn't withstand the patriarch's violent impact and smashed into his body, and the weak elf patriarch spat blood and lay there panting for a faint breath. At this time, Dugu Arrow shot a sharp arrow at the murderous soldier, the arrow pierced through the hard armor like a swimming tongue of fire and pierced his throat, and the blood elf also swung a short sword and pierced the blade into the soldier's instep, the blood slid down the palm of the palm to the ground and opened a few gorgeous petals, just like they angrily slashed each other in the narrow wooden house, like cold water and fire colliding together, there was no tolerance, only cold fighting.

Dugu Arrow and the Blood Elf became scarred in the fight again and again, all the wounds hit every piece of flesh and blood, and they had long forgotten what pain was, until the dark soldiers in the wooden house all fell, they woke up from the numbness, at this time, the elf patriarch leaning against the window slowly stood up, his back fell in the shadow of blood and was pulled by the setting sun extremely tall, he walked to the side of the blood elf step by step and hugged it tightly into his arms, like two twin brothers who had never met finally came together, his eyes flashed with crystal tears, and his lips trembled and said: "Blood Elf, we welcome you back, you will always be an indispensable part of our Elven Kingdom!" The Blood Elf's eyes also began to swell with tears, he raised his head and looked at the sky proudly, the snow-white Milky Way had swung into his eyes, like a ripple stirred up by a pure lake, narrowing the distance between hearts again and again......

The blood-red dawn was filled with a shallow sadness, and the ice-blue sky was reflected in a sea of red and blue, and the blue was reddish, the crystal snowflakes melted into invisible water and froze coldly on it, and the peach blossoms were baked on it, and the lilac warm glow floated on the belly of the light blue fish, burning into rows of thin waves, as if the stars sleeping in a nightmare lay down in the hotbed of the Milky Way. After saying goodbye to each other, Dugu Arrow and the blood elf set out on the road to the country of light alone, he looked back countless times at the elven kingdom that disappeared in the green waves and red flowers, and divided a pure friendship into two halves, one for himself and the other in the elven world. At that moment, he took out the crystal ball from the cloth bag and held it above his head to level with the blood-colored flames that drifted by, telling himself that what he saw in his eyes was not only a black hell that was crumbling, but also a dawn that was as warm as dawn......