Elven History Song

The next morning, Ling Aohan quietly returned to the hospital and took home the old red ball under the bed where Ling Aoyan once lived.

Since Ling Aoyan left, the red ball has been sleeping under Ling Aohan's bed. Ling Aoyan's bed has been removed, and the two brothers' room now only belongs to Ling Aohan, but Ling Aohan always feels empty. It’s not that there’s less furniture, it’s that there’s no going back.

But as I said, the world is a devil. Blessings come in pairs, and misfortunes never come alone. It may take a while, but eventually the devil of the world will stretch out his hateful claws. Those who seem to be strong may just be used to seeing sad things.

At night, there is an uncomfortable feeling everywhere. Thirteen-year-old Ling Aohan was walking in an alley as if nothing had happened, but there was darkness in front of him.

Four years have passed since Ling Aoyan left. Ling Aohan had already buried this matter deep in his heart and did not want to mention it to outsiders. He buried the red ball next to Ling Aoyan's grave. When he had time, he would go to Ling Aoyan's grave alone to chat with him.

"Don't move."

A dagger was pressed against Ling Aohan's back. Ling Aohan stopped and turned around slowly

"Which organization are you from?"

Seeing that Ling Aohan was not afraid at all, and even asked him which organization he belonged to, the man thought of a code name that had only become popular recently.

"Which organization are you from?"

"I'm asking you, answer my question."

Ling Aohan's hand moved slightly, and a shadow flashed past the man's eyes. The dagger in his hand was easily taken away by Ling Aohan, but he didn't feel it at all.

Seeing what Ling Aohan said, he was even more certain that he was the kid who had become famous in the dark world recently, the captain of the seventh detachment of the Purge Church, codenamed Arbitration.

That person knew that he would be hunted down if he reported himself to the organization, and his status in the organization was not high. If there was a conflict with the Purging Church, the organization would probably arrest him and hand him over to him.

Thinking of this, the man immediately turned around and ran away. A bit of cold light sent a chill down his spine, and the pain gradually spread throughout his body. Ling Aohan stood on the spot and threw the dagger, piercing his heart impartially.

Ling Aohan turned around and continued moving forward, reaching the end not long after. The alley is dead and ends in a high wall. Ling Aohan pushed gently from one side, and a piece of cement on the ground moved slowly, revealing a road leading underground.

Ling Aohan walked straight down. There was no light source at first, but after walking for a while, faint incandescent lights could be seen below.

Below is an underground exchange, where people in the dark world trade things or people restricted by the light world. As long as you have money, you can buy anything in the world here.

Ling Aohan found an empty table and sat down. The waiter at the bar walked up to Ling Aohan and bowed with a gilded menu.

"Hello, do you need anything?"

"God is here."

"We will listen to the oracle."

"intelligence."

"Please take a look."

The waiter opened the menu and inside was a piece of paper with some strange runes on it.

Ling Aohan took it and looked at it carefully. From the moment he read the first line, Ling Aohan's face looked a little ugly. As his eyes moved downward, beads of sweat gradually formed on Ling Aohan's forehead. His eyes revealed fear and anger. Throwing down the menu, Ling Aohan rushed out of the underground exchange.

Ling Aohan flew all the way to the edge of the distant city. At this time, Ling Aohan had left home to go to school in another city. Most of the tuition fees were paid by himself. Because the money owed by his family had not been paid off, Ling Aohan could not find a valid reason to give the money to his parents, so he had to Reduce your expenses here.

With many twists and turns, Ling Aohan walked into a forest. After turning a few corners in the forest, he rushed into the Purging Church.

The priest stood in front of the prayer table, holding a Bible in his hand. Ling Aohan rushed to his side and raised his head to look at him.

"You already know that, right?"

The priest put away the Bible in his hand and nodded silently.

Ling Aohan's eyes widened, he glared at the priest angrily, turned around fiercely and ran towards the door. A strong wind blew, and the priest stood in front of Ling Aohan and grabbed his arm with his hand.

"Get away! You knew it but didn't tell me, why are you stopping me now?!"

"If you were strong enough, I wouldn't stop you, but if you go now, you're just going to die."

"I can do this! Get out of the way!"

Ling Aohan tried hard to break away, but the priest was very strong and held on to Ling Aohan so that Ling Aohan could not break free easily.

"I did tell you that you are enough to change the world, but not now. You are too weak now. Even if you rely on the magic power supply from the outside world, you can only maintain the transformation for five minutes, let alone use his other powers. Ability?"

Hearing this, Ling Aohan's hand that was grabbed gradually lost its strength. Ling Aohan did not think carefully when he lost his rationality, but now the priest's words were like a basin of ice water that woke up the angry Ling Aohan.

Seeing that Ling Aohan seemed to have figured it out, the priest let go of his hand. Ling Aohan's arm fell back to its original position, and his expression gradually became numb.

"I know this is cruel to you, but it is what it is, and I hope you can accept it."

Ling Aohan did not respond, and left the Purging Church stumbling step by step.

The next morning, Ling Aohan called the school to ask for leave. He made his own breakfast and took out the knife and fork as usual, but his eyes stayed on the landline phone in the living room.

Starting from making breakfast, Ling Aohan would involuntarily stay there for a while every time he passed by the landline. It seemed that he left after making a lot of determination and continued to do the things at hand.

After eating breakfast, Ling Aohan turned on the TV. The morning news was being broadcast on TV. Ling Aohan usually didn't watch it, but this morning it was unusual.

The content of the news is still so boring that it makes people lose their energy. But suddenly, the host received a temporary manuscript. When seeing this scene, Ling Aohan sat up straight as if waiting for something.

"An emergency notice is inserted below. A huge fire broke out in x town in a certain city, causing..."

Seeing this, Ling Aohan leaned back hard on the back of the sofa. This is not what he wants to see. He was looking forward to something, but he was also rejecting something. Two opposing emotions were confronting each other in Ling Aohan's heart, leaving him unsure of how to react or what expression to put on his face.

In this way, Ling Aohan had been waiting for the TV all morning, but he did not receive the news he wanted to wait for.

Ling Aohan dragged his exhausted body or soul to the kitchen to make lunch. He washed the plate, cut the ingredients, heated the water, and put the ingredients into the pot after a few simple operations.

The sound from the TV in the living room reached Ling Aohan's ears

"Next, an emergency notice will be inserted again. The town of xx is suspected of being attacked by terrorists. At present, everyone's bodies have been found. After comparison and investigation, no one survived the accident. The police are currently investigating the families of the victims in other places. For liaison work, please——"

There was a crisp sound of broken porcelain, and the plate in Ling Aohan's hand fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces, just like his heart.

The landline phone in the living room rang, one after another. Ling Aohan walked over slowly and picked up the receiver of the phone.

"Hello, are you Ling Aohan, the son of Mr. Ling xx and Ms. xxx?"

"……Yes."

"Child, I want to tell you something. Your parents are temporarily abroad for a while. You can't contact them during this time. If you need anything, please call me. The number is xxxxxxxxxxx."

"Oh, I see, thanks."

"You're welcome kid, just remember to have fun every day."

The phone was hung up and a busy beep sounded for a while before Ling Aohan slowly put the phone back into the distance. He knew that the man was a policeman, and he also knew that he had lied to him. His parents were already dead, killed in that so-called terrorist attack.

That was not a terrorist, but one of the most powerful organizations in the dark world today - Goering. The intelligence Ling Aohan received last night talked about Golin's actions. Ling Aohan originally wanted to save his parents, but the priest stopped him because he was too weak.

Ling Aohan took a long vacation, a total of three months. During this period, Ling Aohan stayed at home, and no one knew what he was doing.

Three months later, Ling Aohan returned to school. He entered the principal's office and applied to skip a grade.

The principal thought he was seeing a joke until Ling Aohan completed a copy of this year's high school entrance exam simulation questions with full marks and only took half the time for each copy. The principal agreed to Ling Aohan's application, but just when he was about to stamp it, Ling Aohan regretted it. He changed his application to skip a grade to a long vacation. Although the principal did not understand what the child was thinking, he still agreed. After all, he was a genius.

Ling Aohan took a long vacation until the day before the high school entrance examination. He never appeared again after that day, and no one knew what he was doing.

Time flies by and the high school entrance examination is over. The moment he put down his pen, Ling Aohan already knew how many points he had scored.

He returned to the church. During his absence, several captains in the church had been recruited one after another, leaving only the captain of the sixth detachment.

The five captains starting from the first team are Xiao Zhaozhen, Ruan Guixian, Sima Yiyan, Ji Xiangli and Lin Shuangzhi.

"Arbitration, you are back."

Ruan Guixian is the person in charge of the purge church now, and she issues all tasks and information.

"kindness."

"It's been hard work in seclusion for so long, but there is a mission here that requires you to run."

"intelligence."

"The warehouse of xx factory, around eight o'clock tonight. The other party is an heir, so be careful."

"It doesn't matter, I'm very strong now."

Ling Aohan took his suitcase and left the church.

"Will anything happen to him during the arbitration?"

Sima Yiyan, who was sitting on the captain's chair of the third team, looked at Ling Aohan's leaving figure and couldn't help but feel worried.

"Don't worry, Lock. There will be no problem with the arbitration now."

Ruan Guixian looked at Sima Yiyan with a smile, but Sima Yiyan was still a little worried.

"I hope so. By the way, wedge, is there anything noteworthy about the recent intelligence?"

"There is one thing that I just need you to listen to."

Ling Aohan returned home, prepared dinner, watched TV series and started eating. He kept paying attention to the time. When seven o'clock arrived, Ling Aohan packed up the dining table and headed to the warehouse.

At eight o'clock, Ling Aohan arrived at the mission location on time. The perception barrier told him that there was indeed a successor inside, and he was probably inheriting a god-level or legendary-level heroic spirit.

Ling Aohan transformed into Gabriel and sneaked in. The monster seemed to have a sensory barrier. The moment Ling Aohan stepped in, he hid his aura.

It was hard to see anything in the warehouse. Although Ling Aohan had night vision, it was too complicated and there were many places that blocked his vision.

For Ling Aohan, his little concealment was in vain. It seemed that he was not good at hiding, but a pseudo-skill evolved from intuition or sixth sense.

Ling Aohan noticed that the other party was watching him, and he was searching, trying to find his specific location.

Suddenly, he saw a golden eye. The moment you see the other person, the other person has definitely seen you. Ling Aohan flashed behind him and saw his whole face clearly.

With black skin, an iron war skirt, and a tall body, he seemed to have seen this kind of monster before.

The other party also realized that Ling Aohan was behind him, and immediately turned around and swept across with the huge war blade in his hand. Ling Aohan easily avoided it, but the wind pressure brought by the huge force actually cut Ling Aohan's cheek like a wind blade.

After two consecutive backflips, Ling Aohan immediately distanced himself from the monster and hid in the surrounding darkness. In the darkness, Ling Aohan had an absolute advantage.

The flash of the sword slashed the monster's huge body. Ling Aohan relied on his speed advantage and the cover of darkness to start a protracted battle with the monster.

As assassins, protracted war should not be a consideration at all. But after the monster's blow just now, Ling Aohan had to make such a choice. He didn't want to risk being cut into two pieces in a hand-to-hand fight with the monster.

One sword, another sword. But suddenly, the monster seemed to react and twisted its body and raised its hand to strike upward. Ling Aohan had no time to dodge, and the sword blade collided with the monster's knife. There was a huge impact and a shock that could even damage the brain and internal organs, followed by severe pain caused by the huge collision force behind him. Ling Aohan was knocked away by the monster, knocking out numerous spider web-like cracks in a wall.

The fire of life ignited sporadically and gradually began to flourish. Ling Aohan's injuries began to recover, but the speed was not impressive.

The monster used its legs to pop out like a cannonball and rushed straight towards Ling Aohan, who was still recovering. The speed was so fast that even Ling Aohan felt a little troublesome.

The soul fire ignited, and Ling Aohan appeared behind the monster. The moment he saw the soul fire, the monster stopped moving.

Ling Aohan didn't want to give up such a good opportunity, so he cut down the middle with the sword, and the three fatal wounds opened at the same time. The monster's huge body collapsed and lay motionless in a pool of blood on the ground.

Ling Aohan turned around and started to prepare to clean up the scene. He searched some things from the warehouse and prepared a bucket of water for later use. But suddenly, he heard a subtle voice coming from behind him.

Ling Aohan turned around and saw that the monster stood up. He had lost all signs of life, but now he was standing in front of Ling Aohan alive, with all the previous wounds gone.

Ling Aohan raised his sword and prepared to attack, but suddenly, the monster spoke.

"Are you Ling Aohan?"

Ling Aohan was a little strange when he heard the monster mention his name, but he still nodded.

"Who are you? Why do you know my name?"

"Brother! I am Hercules! No, I am Aoyan!"

Hearing this, Ling Aohan's anger suddenly ignited. The soul fire jumped wildly from the blade, and the blade slashed diagonally towards the monster's neck from behind.

The monster had no time to react, and was beheaded by Ling Aohan.

"Don't mention my brother, otherwise you will die ugly."

The soul fire ignited from Ling Aohan's hand, and Ling Aohan raised his hand, preparing to connect the soul fire to the monster's body.

Suddenly, the corpse healed quickly. All the wounds healed quickly, everything returned to its original state, and the extinguished golden eyes glowed again.

"Wait, listen to me!"

The monster spoke before Ling Aohan made a move. A blood-red magic circle appeared under his body. When the light dissipated, he turned into something similar to Ling Aohan.

Ling Aohan looked at the person in front of him and hesitated for a while before saying

"Aoyan?"

"It's me, brother!"

Ling Aohan released his transformation, rushed to his side, hugged his face and looked at him carefully for a long time.

"It's you, how could you..."

"It's a long story, brother, but can you let me go first? Your face is almost deformed by your pinching!"

Ling Aohan immediately let go of his hand, the fire of life ignited, and after repairing Ling Aoyan's damaged soul, the two returned home together.

"Brother, what happened? Why has the world changed so much?"

"So much has happened in your absence, and you've been gone for six years, you know?"

"So long?"

"Well. First tell me what happened to you. Why did you suddenly come back to life?"

"It's a long story..."

After Ling Aoyan died, he saw Ling Aohan secretly burying himself alone, and he had figured out the truth of everything. On that night, when Ling Aohan buried him far away, Ling Aoyan was lying next to Ling Aohan, listening to Ling Aohan talk about where to find Hercules.

He went and kept going there. He would look back every day and see that his brother was always looking at him, so he could move on with peace of mind.

I don't know how long it took, but he kept wandering in the void until a voice sounded

"Are you here? I was just going to find you."

White light flashed, and Ling Aoyan appeared in the center of a luxurious temple. A huge monster stood in front of him, looking straight at him with a pair of golden eyes.

Ling Aoyan was not afraid because he recognized who the monster in front of him was, the god Hercules he had always worshiped.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Well. I've been watching you, child. It's been a long time since I've had such pure worship. People always have a purpose in worshiping gods. Only you are different from them, so I thought I should bring you back."

"What will you do if you bring it back?"

"Always live in the temple, then you will become a god. You will not die, and you will enjoy endless everything."

Ling Aoyan shook his head and looked at Hercules innocently.

"I don't want these. I just want to go back and play ball with my brother."

"only these?"

"I also want to inherit your power, so that I can be as strong as my brother."

Hercules nodded, his majestic face showing the strength of relief.

"Don't forget your original intention and don't be tempted. You are worthy of my trust. Let's go back to the world together."

A white light flashed, and Ling Aoyan transformed into Hercules and returned to his tomb.

He came into contact with the dark world through his memories and became a powerful hunter. The Purging Church felt that this person was an uncontrollable factor, so it sent Ling Aohan to eliminate him. Because of this opportunity, the two brothers met again.

Ling Aohan told Ling Aoyan about the death of his parents. Ling Aoyan was also very sad, but fortunately his brother was still alive, which was a blessing among misfortunes for him.

Ling Aohan took Ling Aoyan to the Purging Church. Ling Aoyan maintained his Hercules appearance and faced everyone.

"Arbitration, what's going on?!"

Ruan Guixian was shocked by the arrival of the purge target and didn't know what the two of them were planning to do.

"Don't be nervous. Since he has no direct conflict with us, why not let him join us. And..."

Ling Aohan made a move, Ling Aoyan understood and immediately canceled the transformation. When everyone saw that the two people looked exactly the same, they realized that things were not as simple as they thought.

"What's going on? Clone technique?"

Sima Yiyan looked at the Ling brothers with a confused look on his face, carefully comparing the differences between them.

"This is my younger brother, Ling Aoyan."

"Didn't I hear you say you have a younger brother?"

"I didn't want to mention this, but now that he's back, I'll tell you."

Ling Aohan told everyone everything about Ling Aoyan, and they also understood why they were asking. Ling Aohan never mentioned that he had a younger brother.

Ruan Guixian raised her hand to interrupt their discussion.

"Then let's hold a roundtable meeting, and everyone will vote to decide whether to let Ling Aoyan join. In arbitration, you don't have the right to vote."

Ling Aohan nodded, sitting in his seat and looking at them.

The first person to raise his hand was Sima Yiyan, followed by Ji Xiangli, Lin Shuangzhi, Xiao Zhaozhen, and finally Ruan Guiqian.

"It looks like it passed unanimously."

Ling Aohan on the side had already expected such a result, and was not surprised at all.

"It just so happens that the position of captain of the sixth team is still vacant. If Ao Yan is strong enough, let him take the position."

Ruan Guixian's opinion was not surprising, but they had never seen Ling Aoyan's strength.

Ling Aoyan looked at Ling Aohan and asked

"Brother, am I strong enough?"

"Of course, I was almost killed by you with a knife, how could it not be enough?"

Hearing Ling Aohan's words, everyone was shocked again. Ling Aohan recounted the story of his battle with Ling Aoyan just now. In order to prevent them from disbelief, Ling Aohan took them to a remote place outside the church.

"Aoyan, show me your power."

Ling Aoyan nodded and transformed into Hercules, holding a long sword in his hand and striking the ground heavily.

The violent shaking made it impossible for everyone to stand firm, and huge cracks spread from all directions. If Lin Shuangzhi hadn't controlled the situation, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Aoyan, what is your ability? Why can you be resurrected?"

"Unyielding evolved through twelve trials and eternal life evolved through Zeus's blessing. Unyielding is activated when death, resurrects immediately and heals all wounds, up to twelve times, objects or objects that have caused harm to me after death. Magic will no longer be effective unless it directly attacks the soul. Immortality is immunity to all damage below the realm of God."