Miss Elf Dragon

After being called out by Perotina, Jonas's eyes became even deeper. He turned around and no longer looked at Perotina, but confronted the Shadow Demon Bard.

"Lord Jonas is really good at hiding. After chasing you for so long, I finally forced you out."

Bud's cloudy eyes rolled, obviously very happy. But the terrifying expression made Perotina feel a little creepy.

"Aren't you afraid that Vogt will attack you after you come back so smartly?"

Seeing Jonas talking about Shadow Demon Lord Vogt, Bard's whole face lit up, showing a fanatical look.

"You are poisoned by shadow. If you can take your body back and present it to the Lord of the Demons, the Lord of the Demons will definitely give Bard the supreme honor."

There was a flash of sarcasm in Jonas's eyes, but he had no intention of saying anything else. Whether it was his knowledge of Vogt or his understanding of his physical condition, Bud was far behind.

"Back back."

Jonas turned to Perotina and whispered instructions. It would be better to let her leave at this time than to be safe in an area that she can protect.

"Ah."

Perotina responded softly, turned around and ran back quickly, leaving enough space for the two people who were about to fight.

"Jiejie, the people of Sin City should really be shown the way Lord Jonas, who has always been ruthless, protects his cubs."

After that, Bard used the Shadow Demon's special skill, and suddenly four identical people split up and rushed towards Jonas.

However, Jonas was not surrounded, but quickly retreated immediately, keeping a certain distance from the five Bards. The space ring on the middle finger flashed, and the elf longbow was held in his hand.

This bow is like an enlarged version of the small bow that Pelotina and the others usually use. The shape and structure are very similar, but the materials and decoration are much more exquisite. At first glance, it is extraordinary.

Drawing the bow and loading the arrow, Jonas fired several arrows at Bard and his shadow clones, trapping the shadow demons in one place and unable to disperse to form an encirclement around him.

Bud obviously misjudged Jonas's strength. He thought that Jonas was poisoned and could no longer take action. Otherwise, Jonas wouldn't have been avoiding him for more than ten days and not daring to show up.

While Bard was trying hard to find an opportunity to break through the arrow formation, he regretted that he had acted too hastily. He should look for opportunities to use poison instead of directly taking down the opponent through his own weak force.

Even though he was thinking this way, Bud was not impatient. Sooner or later, Jonas's arrows will run out, and since he still doesn't use magic power and only uses martial arts, his health must not be without problems. After all, it was the Lord Demon himself who administered the poison.

In the blink of an eye, one of Bard's clones was pierced by an arrow from Jonas's dark magic and dissipated. The clone's injuries were directly reflected on the real body, and Bard's dark green face looked a little weirder. Perotina guessed that if he were an ordinary human, his face would have turned pale by now.

One-fifth of his power could not be used for a short period of time, and his frequent misjudgments made Bard cautious. He no longer spoke wildly like a winner as before, but kept his mouth shut and kept trying to find opportunities to break the dilemma.

Perotina hid behind, carefully observing Jonas's superb bow shooting skills with worry and excitement.

Although the bows and arrows were made of fine materials and had perfect structures, it was obvious that they were still ordinary weapons. The ability to use this to trap the high-level shadow demon and its clones relies entirely on Jonas's transcendent archery skills.

The white and slender fingers continued to draw arrows, pull the string, and shoot arrows. The speed was extremely fast and extremely standard. Every time they landed, they effectively blocked Bard's breakthrough. Each movement was exactly the same as the last one, with afterimages one after another. Connected into a white cloud belt.

"call out"

Another special magic arrow shot out, hitting Bard's shadow clone.

The arrow passed through, and this time the clone did not disappear, but became much more transparent.

Bud vomited a mouthful of blood, but laughed happily.

"Jonas, you have actually died a long time ago. Are you unable to move now?"

After saying that, he stopped worrying so much, fought hard to get hurt, and started to rush out in the direction of Jonas.

Jonas's archery rhythm remained unchanged, and he did not change his position to maintain the optimal shooting distance, but the expression on his face became more condensed.

More than ten breaths later, Bard vomited blood again, sacrificed two shadow clones, and finally rushed into the shortest distance for Jonas to shoot arrows, so that he could no longer use the long-range advantage to practice bow shooting.

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Pelotina, who had been watching the situation closely from behind, felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

Although she couldn't see anything wrong with the dark elf, Shadow Demon repeatedly said that Jonas was poisoned, and he rarely used magic power. He even streamlined all his movements to the extreme and refused to waste any more time. strength. Therefore, he probably really had shadow poison and was unable to move.

Can he win the next close battle? What will happen to her if he loses? Can she do anything in this life-and-death showdown?

After a fierce ideological struggle in her heart, Perotina finally made up her mind and mustered up the courage. She took out an object from her backpack and placed it on her chest, covered it with her coat, and then quietly moved in the direction of the battle between the two.

It's not that Jonas and Bard didn't notice Perotina's little moves, but they couldn't care about her now, and they were already fighting.

Bard's martial arts skills are average, but his physical fitness is strong, his metal claws are extremely sharp, and his toxins are elusive and unpredictable. His overall strength is ranked among the top five under Shadow Demon King Vogt.

Jonas's strength was originally far superior to Bard's, but he had been poisoned by shadow for a long time, and once he mobilized his magic power or internal power, he would be in extreme pain. Although Jonas's pain tolerance and pain tolerance are far superior to ordinary people, the physical torture still makes his movements worse than before. Coupled with the loss of the big advantage of bow shooting, the two people are actually quite evenly matched. It can even be said that the longer time drags on, the worse it will be for Jonas.

Pelotina, who had no combat experience, guessed the current situation correctly. She clenched her little fists and hid nervously behind a tree to observe the situation, secretly praying that the dark elf would deal with her opponent and not give her a chance to play.

Jonas obviously didn't hear Perotina's prayer. After hundreds of moves, he gradually showed signs of fatigue. The successive attacks made him unable to control the influence of the toxins in his body on him.

After being hit by Bard again, Jonas had a determined expression on his face, took a few steps back, and took out something.

As soon as the thing left the storage ring, it emitted a dazzling light, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"The Artifact Kilmotz's Gun"

Bud screamed in disbelief.

"No, you can't do this. Have you forgotten that you are a dark elf? If you use light magic, you will finish it yourself, and the terrifying magic output will make the toxins go straight into your heart. You will have no physical health. You don't want to live. Yet"

"Of course I want to live, but right now I have no choice but to make other choices. Since you insist on preventing me from coming to the Elf Forest to seek medicine, you might as well die with me. It's a pity that we all have such a big chess game in Sin City. Can’t see it anymore.”

Thinking of the various arrangements he had made before leaving, Jonas had a cold smile in his eyes. Those who plot against him, he will be waiting for them in hell.

"Elf, next, turn back and run as far as you want."

Perhaps because he was the last person he could see who was somewhat close to him, Jonas even looked at Perotina with tenderness in his eyes.

"The residual power of the artifact will not affect you, but I don't want you to see death at such a young age, especially the death of your own race."

"Jonas" Perotina looked at him steadily, not knowing whether she was sad or moved. Although her reason told her to leave immediately, she felt unable to move.

Perotina did not move, but Bard was running desperately, trying to escape the threat of death.

He didn't want to die, he didn't want to die at all. He chased Jonas all the way because he wanted to take the dead Jonas back to perform meritorious deeds. His glorious future was right in front of him, how could he die?

Seeing that he could delay no longer, Jonas ignored the stunned Perotina, held the gun in both hands, and began to inject all the magic power into it to activate the artifact.

Blood spurted out from his mouth, and his vision even began to blur due to the severe pain caused by the attribute hedging and the massive loss of physical strength. He knew that his time was running out.

With his eyes firmly locked on the fast-running Bard, Jonas didn't even have time to take another look at the world that had given him happiness and pain. Concentrate all your strength on your hands, and then throw it hard.

"Poof" white light exploded not far away. Jonas knew that Bard the Shadow Demon had no mercy.

When he could no longer hold on and fell backwards, Jonas only felt that he was pressing on something soft, and then a sweet whisper sounded in his ears.

"Seal, release."

He didn't have time to think about what this sentence meant. He just thought the little cub's voice sounded good, and then he completely lost consciousness.