high castle elves

The most basic and fastest swordsmanship in the world is straight thrust.

Ranxue, this is the name of this sword, and it is also a sword that Alamir has seen before.

But this sword belongs to Alamir's own "Dyeing Snow"!

Leaves fell one after another beside him. Under the sharp sword energy, countless leaves were blown down and shattered.

Even the golden trees on the top of the mountain and the dark sun in the sky were shrouded and dimmed by the sword energy full of death.

Poof - the long sword pierced the trunk of the golden tree, making a slight sound.

"When you pierce their throats with your sword and watch the blood bloom under your sword, if you can see the brilliance of that moment, you will know that nothing can compare to that kind of beauty. .”

Alamir was finally able to understand the aesthetics of swordsmanship before Ximen Chuiyuki became a master...

The long sword pierced the place where the golden light landed, which was also the first "wound" where the long staff pierced. It was impartial and precise.

The branches of the golden giant tree on the top of the mountain stopped flying wildly, and the newly revived tree people began to collapse, turning into nutrients for this golden earth.

With the tip of Alamir's sword as the center of the circle, the golden tree began to freeze.

Boom - After a moment, the body of the golden tree began to shatter, and the cold pieces that turned into gold began to fall.

The cold is cold, and the sword energy is even colder.

The power of ice is just an appearance. What really cuts off the vitality of the golden tree is Alamir's ice-cold sword energy full of death.

The sword energy with pure murderous intent cut off all life in the body of this innocent and miserable tree.

It never survived the murderous winter.

On the top of the mountain, the golden tree returned to its former silence.

When the passing of life was inevitable, as a product of Silvanus' will, it had to accept the fact that the "child" became part of the great natural cycle.

"One body and perfect balance..." A majestic sound of praise began to sound.

But Alamir could not hear the depth and piety in it. Instead, he heard sadness, helplessness, and relief.

This is the sad song of the ring and the silent father's mourning for his lost child.For a moment, Alamir, who heard the voice of God, felt that his understanding of the way of the ring had deepened.

He glanced at the golden tree above his head and felt that it was a little pitiful.

Because as a product of God's will, all of "its" thoughts and actions must conform to the original intention of Silvanus. Alamir's behavior conforms to the original intention of the "ring" and also conforms to the principle of survival of the fittest in Silvanus's cycle of all things.

Killing the "twisted" golden tree is, for Silvanus Nass, another fulfillment and powerful verification of his unity and balance. Under the will of God, the golden tree cannot be angry, but must Praising the greatness of unity and balance, the power of the great Oak Father is once again reflected in the behavior of mortal things.

The sadness it revealed was limited to the fact that Silvanus's divine power was shattered and the god's reputation was damaged.

The murderer is rewarded by the gods, and the followers of the gods can only mourn quietly. This is Silvanus, the rule of the gods that embodies the ruthless rules.

I have to say that it is a bit ironic for Silvanus, who calls himself the father of oak and a powerful god of the natural god system.

But none of this has anything to do with him, he just drew his sword.

By the way, enjoy the beautiful scenery at the moment when life passed away.

However, some "people" are not willing to give in.

As long as there is killing, there will be hatred. This has nothing to do with good or evil, it is just a simple cycle of killing and being killed.In a sense, it is also consistent with the true meaning of the great cycle of unity and balance.

The bronze tree next to the small tree let out a huge roar at this time, and its body turned pure black. The leaves on its body fell rapidly, turning into the same appearance as the sword tree outside the Golden Realm!

No, it is bigger and darker than the sword tree outside, and the key is, he has a heart!

People are called people only if they have a heart. What if a tree has a heart?

Therefore, it can no longer simply be called the Black Hell Tree, but a Black Territory Ghost Tree that retains the poisonous juice in its heart!

"It" died once and turned into a ghost to take revenge.

Dark Sun Prophet! !

At that moment, just when the Bronze Tree Man was about to pass away, an extremely evil and crazy power appeared. The pure power of the Dark Sun gathered in the hands of the Dark Sun Prophet, forming a dark heart.

Just when Alamir was about to take precautions, the Prophet of the Dark Sun thrust his hand into the trunk of the bronze tree and put the dark heart into its trunk!

At the same time, he brought out a golden acorn!

Acorns from the golden tree!

"Young children, let's make our game more interesting!" Standing as he swallowed the golden acorn in his mouth, the Prophet of the Dark Sun seemed to be chewing something delicious, with veins popping out on his exposed skin, and his face was horribly distorted. Extremely painful.

He is taking the opportunity to devour the power of the holy weapon!

It turns out that this is the purpose of the Dark Sun Prophet, taking the opportunity to swallow the power of the holy weapon——

Originally, the powerful power of the holy weapon would cause huge damage to the body of his Dark Sun Puppet, but what if it was transformed by his own summoned object, the golden tree?

Everything becomes possible!

And with the death of the small golden tree, the ground where he was originally located gradually formed a larger acorn that exuded the strong power of Silvanus.

Acorns from the golden tree!

A twisted ghost claw suddenly appeared on the ground and grabbed the acorn.

The acorn exuded powerful power and burned the ghost claws on the ground. Soon, the ghost claws were burned through.

But more and more ghost claws appeared, grabbing the acorn tightly.

The fog became thicker.

Seeing that the Prophet of the Dark Sun became unable to move due to the power of devouring the acorns, and his figure became lighter and lighter. Alamir's figure was like lightning, one hand turned into a ghost claw, and he grabbed it hard on the ground!

Jiuyin God grabs the soul of Jiuyin!This move was used by Alamir in his hand, and it was filled with ghostly energy and gloomy wind, like Jiuyou's ghost claws.

There are ghost claws in the sky and ghost claws on the ground.

And between heaven and earth, there is another ghost claw!

The branches of the Black Hell Ghost Tree turned into huge ghost claws and clawed hard at Alamir.

Ghost Claw versus Ghost Claw!

"Dear friend, quickly bring your sword and come to me. The next time we meet, it will be the time when each other's souls are redeemed!" The face of the Dark Sun Prophet, whose figure is getting weaker and weaker, is still painful and painful. He was ferocious, but the chuckle on his face was like a ghost.

Seeing the ghost claws stopping Alamire, the ghost claws on the ground had firmly grasped the huge golden acorn, and the Dark Sun Prophet showed a satisfied smile.

But Alamir was laughing too.

The fox and the fox played tricks on each other, and the old demon met the young leader of the demon sect.

The next second, the ghost tree's ghost claw suddenly twisted strangely and hit the Dark Sun Prophet above his head, making a huge noise!

Bang - Like a defeat, the Dark Sun Prophet was sent flying. He let out a cry of surprise, then flew completely upside down and fell into the thick fog.

A strange light flashed in Alamir's eyes.

The weird secret skills of the Mind Flayer clan worked, and they successfully controlled the furious Black Territory Ghost Tree the moment it came over.

For a mind flayer, a creature filled with negative emotions is the best puppet and food.

Although the Black Hell Ghost Tree was freed from control in the next second, Alamir's goal had been achieved.

At this moment, in his hand, half a huge acorn was glowing with brilliant golden light, struggling constantly.

"Noisy" Black and white energy emerged from Alamir's hand, and there was faint thunder in it.

The golden acorn quickly lost its brilliance, and the divine power from Silvanus was dismembered and turned into some unknown nutrient, which was absorbed by Thunder.

On Alamir's spiritual lake, in the high spiritual moon, the thunder lurking in the moon became brighter, and it was even stronger than before Alamir came.

It turns out that you need to devour divine power, so I will give you more. Alamir chuckled and looked at the huge and ugly black ghost tree in front of him. His figure was like a ghost, and he quickly dodged another slap from the ghost tree. He pulled out the heavy sword tree and rushed towards the opponent.

As he moved, half of a huge acorn that was gray, dead, and had pits on its surface fell from his body. After bouncing off the tree man's body several times, it finally——

Falling dust.