Broad World

On a hill five kilometers away from Gaolibao, Tylan Tyr was standing next to a huge rock, looking at the silver-white spar the size of a grain of sand embedded in it. Obviously, this only appeared recently, because he clearly remembered that there was no such strange mineral here before.

As Lina said, these little silver-white things emit strange radiation all the time, not only killing countless small animals like voles, birds, and frogs, but also causing a large number of plants to wither. A sick ecological environment.

After carefully adding a layer of energy shield to himself, Tyrantyr gently dug out a grain with his fingers and observed it carefully. This is a kind of transparent solid crystal, which feels a bit like glass, with a very rounded periphery, which looks like it has been melted, as if it was embedded in the rock because of some kind of explosion.

Just when he was about to probe deeply, suddenly, there was a burst of magic waves in the air, followed by dozens of portals being opened one after another, and a whole team of heavily armed dark elf warriors appeared in the blink of an eye. Judging from their attire, there are fighters, thieves, priests, and mages among them. It can be said that they are fully equipped, and they are definitely not enemies that can be easily dismissed.

But the most shocking one was an old man whose hair was about to fall out, with several abscesses on his face, who looked like an undead creature. He looked very terrifying, his whole body was skinny and skinny, and a fist-sized silver-white spar was embedded on his forehead, which looked exactly like those small particles on the rock.

Tyrantyr felt a huge threat from this immortal guy, especially the huge energy radiation that couldn't be concealed, it was like a life-threatening talisman. If it wasn't for the protection of the energy shield, I'm afraid he would be killed within a few minutes. inside will be killed. He asked loudly with great vigilance: "Who are you? Why did you appear near my castle?"

The half-dead old dark elf stared at his cloudy eyeballs. Let out a sinister smile that makes people feel numb all over: "Hey hey hey hey hey! Not bad. As a mage hovering near the legendary threshold, your reaction is quite sharp, but in my eyes it is not enough. Otherwise, today is yours. Time to die!"

"Who are you? What enmity do you have with Henry?" Tyran Tyr asked with a cold face. From what he said just now, he heard the engraved hatred, and he knew it without asking. This guy must be Henry’s enemy.

"Who? Of course the enemy! I want him to feel the pain of his own child being killed!" The old man clenched his fists and shouted frantically. His face covered with pus was abnormally distorted, and the huge spar on his forehead flickered, making him look very strange.

Hearing this naked declaration of revenge, Tyrantyr finally confirmed his thoughts. As a great (mage) mage of the good camp, it is of course impossible for him to hand over two innocent children to this guy in front of him, so without saying a word, he immediately began to bless the protective magic and prepare for the bloody battle.

The old dark elf sneered disdainfully, and mocked in a low voice: "Overestimate your own strength! Now let me show you what real power is! In order to get it, I made myself look like this, !"

"Revenge? Don't dare to go to Henry himself, but to deal with the two children. You are nothing more than a coward! Come on, let me see what your so-called power is." Tyran Tyr was concentrating on it Into a state of combat. He could see that those small green crystals embedded in the rock were definitely related to the person in front of him. Maybe it was some kind of new magic, or maybe it was some kind of special direct advancement. In short, it must be quite difficult to deal with.

"No! There must be a battle between me and him, and only one can survive. But before that, he must pay the price first! A heavy price! It must be painful! More painful than me! As for you, it's nothing Use it, so go die!"

As soon as the words fell, the huge spar on the old man's forehead instantly emitted a bright white light. In just the blink of an eye, Tyrantyr felt that his chest was severely injured, and none of the spells he had just blessed worked. Then there was a loud noise, and a huge energy impact erupted within a radius of tens of meters. A small mushroom cloud formed.

Before he even had time to react, he was stunned. The entire lower body is gone. Although he is not dead yet, he is almost there. At the current rate of bleeding. Life will be lost within five minutes at most. Moreover, the small crystals embedded in the skin are also quite deadly. Maybe they will die of radiation before the blood dries up.

A cruel smile appeared on a dark elf's face. He drew out his long sword and was about to cut off Tyrantir's arms as well. Suddenly, the old man who had just started to stop him said: "Stop! Priest. Stop the bleeding, don't die."

"Hehe, using children as bait? It's perfect revenge, I can't wait to see that scene with my own eyes. As you wish, Master Chasma." After speaking, a dark elf priestess licked her lips, Taking two steps forward, he cast a "heal serious injury" to stop the gushing blood. She obviously enjoys this process very much. Revenge and killing are always the most beautiful words in the dictionary of dark elves.

"I must make this guy suffer and suffer, and watch my own children die in front of me before I kill him. No one can stop this revenge! No one!" Chasma said firmly. Even the other dark elves around were frightened by his cruelty and madness, and they lowered their heads slightly to show their respect for the strong man.

It turned out that this guy was Henry's enemy when he first went underground, the dark elf master (mage) Chasma. For revenge, this guy went deep underground and found this ore emitting powerful radiation. After research and purification, he found that not only could this thing generate enormous energy, but it was also quite difficult to guard against.

In order to be able to harness this powerful energy, Chasma took risks and embedded it in her brain. Apparently, he thus gained extraordinary strength, and even crossed the threshold of legend. But the price is not small, the current half-dead appearance is one of them, and the internal organs have also mutated due to a large amount of radiation. Enduring extreme pain all the time.

Now, the Avenger is back. He wants to return all the pain he has suffered over the years. This time is just the beginning, and there is still a whole set of revenge plans waiting to be implemented. He vowed to destroy all the things Henry cherished, family, relatives, friends, territory, people, all of these were the targets of revenge.

Seeing that only half of Tyrantyr's body had completely stopped bleeding, Chasma said to the other dark elves, "Let's go, now it's time to capture the castle. Without the presence of a high-ranking mage, it's vulnerable to a single blow." .”

Soon, this dark elf team headed towards the direction of High Shed Fort. Not long after. They came to the strong gate. With a single command, the attack began. It took only a few minutes for Chasma, who was a legendary mage, to blow open the door. The dark elf priest quickly blessed the soldiers with divine spells, rushed in, and started a fierce battle with the golem in the corridor.

The sudden change scared Allen out of his wits. He couldn't believe that this well-fortified castle was captured so easily. It was too late even if he wanted to escape now, the entire space around the castle had been firmly locked by spells, and the only exit was also blocked.

But thankfully, a few minutes ago. Both Lina and Liv sneaked out, otherwise they would have been taken over by the pot. Allen now only hopes that his aunt and sister will not come back too early, so that at least someone can run back to report.

The fierce battle downstairs was over soon. In front of the magic sword of the dark elves. Even the strongest golem couldn't stand it, and it didn't take long for it to be completely destroyed. Next, under the leadership of mages and priests, these guys began to search every room and secret door in the tower one by one.

Allen tried to calm himself down, curled up tightly, and hid behind a portrait in the corridor. Although I don't know if this is useful, but the surrounding darkness at least brings a sense of security. He just stayed there quietly, not saying a word, motionless, waiting for the fate to come.

Unfortunately. Ten minutes later, a mage detected this place with magic. A soldier roughly lifted the little boy out of his hiding place. They didn't stop for a moment, and took him directly to the lobby on the first floor.

Looking at the heir of his enemy. A trace of vindictive pleasure appeared on Chasma's face. He knelt down and stared at the boy and asked, "Boy, do you know why I wanted to arrest you?"

"No... I don't know. But you'd better let me go, otherwise father and Master Tyrantyr won't let you go." Although Alan felt very scared, he still gritted his teeth and tried to calm down. This was the first time he really faced danger, which was not easy for a child who was less than ten years old.

"Hahahaha! Do you know? Your father killed my son many years ago, and I will use you to take revenge on him now. As for Tyrantyr, that old guy has only half his body left. Cry Call! Kneel down to please me! This may relieve a little pain!" Chasma threatened the boy in front of her with vicious words. He longed to see the enemy's child cry and collapse, and it would be best if he could go crazy.

But Allen didn't do what the enemy wanted. He bit his lower lip tightly, and stood stubbornly on the spot. Those silver eyes revealed determination, and he didn't show any submission at all.

Chasma glanced at the boy and said with a sneer, "Don't worry, little one, after you have tasted the dark elves' art of torture, you will soon understand that only obedience can reduce pain..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the female priest hurried down from upstairs and shouted: "Master, the entire castle has been searched, and there is no one else."

"It doesn't matter, as long as this boy is here. You must know that a son always has a special meaning to his father. Let's go, we should go back." Chasma left a sentence on the wall of the castle hall , Then he took the elf team and Alan to teleport away directly. He couldn't wait to find a place to torture the heir of the enemy, so as to lighten the blazing fire of revenge in his heart.

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