high castle elves

Alamir really didn't expect that the rapier drow, who seemed weaker and could only sneak attacks in the dark, turned out to be a more powerful mid-level!

At this moment, he finally realized the evil nature of drow. If the rapier drow wasn't more powerful, how could the scimitar drow be willing to take on the more dangerous task of frontal combat? ?

Immediately afterwards, a vicious spell sounded, a black light enveloped the drow's waist, and the rapier drow roared in pain.

This is both a reward and a punishment. While the magic from the drow caused the rapier drow great pain, the wound on his waist was also healing quickly! !

"Male, hand over your weapons and be loyal to me, Linsnaka Jiravin, the fifth daughter of the Jiravin family. I will forgive your sins!" The female drow priest spoke for the first time, with charm and The disdainful voice made Alamir feel like he heard the scream of a spider.

Linsnaka felt very satisfied. Today he discovered a wild male drow with the legendary talent of "instant death attack". If he could become his slave, over time, he would become invincible in family battles. He would Be the sharpest sword in your own darkness.

"Actually, as my first male favorite, it's not impossible..." Thinking of the bright future of becoming a mistress, the mid-level priest Linsnaka also "magnanimously" forgave this Drow was previously deeply offended by his sword, and decided to "persuade" him.

She was ready for all kinds of "persuasion". Seeing that the "drow" had a very different temperament from the two losers, she couldn't help but start rubbing her legs together.

What answered her was Alamir's figure escaping quickly.

Run away, run away! !These two mid-level warriors were not something he could defeat by himself. Alamir, who felt his energy was exhausted, endured the pain in his meridians, tiptoed, and disappeared into the alley behind him.

"Haha!" Looking at Alamir's escaping figure, a vicious smile appeared on Linsnaka's face. Then she made a gesture, and a strange demonic fire appeared on Alamir's body.

"Bring him back to see me alive." The female drow priest floated in the air and struck the two male drows hard with the snake-head whip in her hand.

The two men did not dare to hide. They endured the severe pain caused by the snake-headed whip, then saluted and disappeared.

"Although I have no intention of disturbing your pleasure, if you pick my green fruit first, it will also trouble me..." With a slightly aristocratic accent, Jean was about to return Linsnaka, who was at the family stronghold, froze.

Then a sharp pain from her soul engulfed her.

She didn't even cry out, just like the withering flower of evil in the darkness, she lay silently on the ground.

The next moment, on the long street, it seemed as if time had stopped and it suddenly became quiet! !

From both sides of the long street, there was immediately a rustling sound and the sound of the door closing.

A female priest was killed in the street, and the whereabouts of the murderer was not even known. The various creatures hidden in the darkness on both sides of the long street were so frightened that they were worried that they would be purged by the angry drow army, so they closed their doors tightly. Own your own door and escape from this place of right and wrong.

"Just use your life as punishment for letting my prey deviate from the waterway. You actually covet my prey. In return, I will kill all the fifth family during this turmoil."

Seeing that Alamir had deviated from the "testing ground" he had set for him, Les smiled softly.

"Anyway, you're not here, and it doesn't count as our meeting again, so I don't have to kill you in advance." Looking at Alamire who had been chased to another street, Les raised his glass to the void.

"Cheers, my dear little friend, don't die before I come back..." Immediately, Les' body swayed, turned into a female drow, and disappeared into the darkness.

Soon, the palace of the first family was almost razed to the ground by a burst of huge and evil negative energy.

Alamir didn't know that the mid-level drow priest who posed a huge threat to him had been killed by Les's shadow dagger, and he didn't know that a floating drow in the dark had already launched a plan he had been preparing for a long time. , at this time, he was like the wind, flying quickly through this evil and complicated city.

The understanding from the poem of wind made his body movements faster and more agile, and the ubiquitous wind in the space became his boost, allowing him to "fly" far away without spending too much energy.

He even had the illusion that he had turned into the wind, feeling the wind beside him cheering and cheering constantly, and he even had the urge to roar.

However, it is not only the young man who is chasing the wind, but also the cold and ruthless scimitars and swords!

Obviously, the two pursuers were more familiar with the situation of the Spider Skull than Alamir. The ruthless weapons coming from the wind quickly caught up with him. The two drow were like ruthless and cold hunters, tireless. Pursuing, waiting for the moment when the prey shows fatigue.

Fortunately, Linsnaka's order to capture them alive prevented them from disobeying them. They gestured viciously to each other, just like hunters driving away prey, slowly narrowing the encirclement and driving the "prey" to the location they set. !

If Les came back from the upper city at this moment, he would definitely look at the two "middle-level wastes" with admiration - maybe they were trying to make up for their mistakes, or maybe Alamir's escape made them feel shameless. In short, under their Under deliberate control, Alamir was "driven" to the starting point again.

They want to capture Alamir again in his original place, and once again stand up in front of Linsnaka and the "residents" of that long street, proving their power, ruthlessness and cruelty!

This is also one of the laws of the underground. Mistakes are not allowed and there is no chance for a repeat. If they do not "prove" themselves, then next time, they will become the object of others' covetousness!

After experiencing all kinds of "thrills", Alamir still had no choice but to return to the "original point" again.

Looking at the body of the female drow lying on the ground, Alamir was shocked, and the two pursuers immediately let out a desperate roar!

When a female member of the family died, it might be the greatest "mercy" for them to die without pain, so their charcoal-like eyes emitted red light, turning their despair and anger into great killing intent, and used their swords to attack Alami You, the "chief culprit", vented your anger.

Although he has transformed into the wind, what if his opponent is faster than the wind?

Although you can feel the direction of the opponent's sword through the flow of wind, but you can't dodge it, what's the use?

Fortunately, as a Taoist miracle, the Nine Yin Manual has a long and endless breath. During the pursuit and escape just now, Alamir regained a lot of energy in his body. Otherwise, Alamir would have been killed on the spot in one round!

But the two mid-level players attacked with all their strength, and Alami suddenly felt tremendous pressure and threat.

The opponent is faster and stronger than you, how can you fight? ?

At this moment, Alamir finally felt the feeling of frustration and powerlessness when the low-level people faced the middle-level ones.

Even if the difference is only one level...