Becoming a Demon in Ten Lives [Quick Transmigration]

This is the depths of the sea of ​​trees in the fantasy forest located in the east of Moyun Continent.

In the woods, the ancient trees are towering, the sun is covered by smoke, the birds and beasts are stalking, and the snakes and rats are rampant.

Except for some necromancers who passed through here to the Undead Mountains and some desperadoes who were wanted by the mainland and fled here, very few people would pass by here.

At this moment, there is a group of people walking in this vast sea of ​​trees.

There were more than a dozen prisoners chained up with iron chains and shackles. Among them were women and children, and some men who had been beaten black and blue. Beside them were several men in black robes with ferocious faces. A mage-like person.

The cries of women and children still came from time to time, but the men seemed to have given up resistance, but they still stared at the necromancers escorting them with hatred.

That's right, these people are the necromancers who live in the mountain of the undead. They kill and rob, do all kinds of evil, and these people are slaves who were kidnapped by the other party from outside.

Most of the prisoners who were escorted by the other party on the way were ordinary, and only one of them was more conspicuous.

It was a young man with waist-length black hair and a pair of pointed ears. Although the other man was in a mess and his body was beaten black and blue, it was obvious from his appearance that he was not ordinary. Human, but a dark elf...

The necromancers walking next to him saw that he was handsome, and from time to time they would go up to him and rub a handful of tofu on his body to eat him.

"..." The dark elf boy was so frightened that he just shrank into a ball and looked at the other party in horror, but he didn't dare to resist at all.

One of the necromancers pulled him by the arm and pulled him in front of him, stroking the other's face wantonly with his cold and skinny fingers, until goose bumps appeared on the elf boy's body.

"Little guy, once you're in our hands, you won't even think about escaping," the other party fixed his sinister and greedy eyes on his face, and said, "Listen to us honestly, maybe you can spare your life, otherwise you I'm afraid they can only be gutted and turned into corpse puppets by us like them..."

"..." The elf boy was so frightened that he almost cried, and nodded at the other party.

The necromancer touched his face again, and spat: "It's a pity that he is so beautiful but he is dumb, otherwise he would definitely be able to sell it for a better price..."

Another person next to him said with a sneer: "That's not necessarily the case, I think some people just like this kind of slave who can't speak, because it's very convenient to take it anywhere..."

"..." The elf boy didn't continue to listen to the conversation between the two, but kept walking with his head down.

The iron chains and shackles on his body jingled, and it was very difficult to drag his feet, not to mention those people whipped them with whips from time to time...

The mist in the fantasy forest receded slightly, but the surrounding area was still hazy with a layer of gauze-like smoke.

The queue to escort the prisoners continued to move forward, but suddenly heard a strange sound at this moment.

It seemed to be the long hiss of a steed, and it was like the cry of a bird. It came from far away in the sky, but it came to them in an instant.

Those necromancers widened their eyes the second they heard the voice, and looked in front of them in disbelief.

In the shade of a tree not far from them, a bright fire suddenly lit up, and then it seemed that the entire forest was on fire.

"It's a member of the God of Light!" The necromancers shouted in a panic.

The person before seemed to be still determined to pull the boy away, but the moment he stretched out his hand, his arm was cut off by a sharp knife that hit him directly.

Blood sprayed all over the ground in an instant, and the necromancer screamed and covered his crippled shoulder.

And at this moment, several figures have slowly walked out of the fog that was lit up in front.

Those people were all wearing snow-white robes or armor, some were holding staffs, and some were carrying sharp swords. They were obviously the priests and paladins of the Society of Light.

The leader is particularly outstanding in appearance, with dazzling long silver hair falling directly on his shoulders. He is tall and handsome, but the expression on his face shows a bit of ruthlessness: "..."

And beside him stood a man with short brown hair and gold-rimmed glasses, who seemed to be the other's deputy.

"It's Dirod, damn it, why is he here?!"

After those necromancers saw clearly who the man appeared on the opposite side, they were almost scared out of their wits, because the other party was none other than the current head of the four great bishops of the Society of Light, the most famous in the entire Society of Light. That big killer.

They wanted to escape, but it was obviously too late. The man named Dirod didn't even make a move, and he didn't even give an order. The paladins beside him seemed to have received the other party's order, and rushed forward at the same time. Come and kill those necromancers under his sword.

The people who were kidnapped and imprisoned by the other party were obviously overjoyed. The Undead Mountain was not far ahead. They thought they were doomed, but unexpectedly they met people from the Society of Light at this time!

The shackles on everyone were removed, together with the elf boy.

"..." Everyone was thanking the messengers sent by the God of Light, but only the young elf remained silent.

It's not that he doesn't want to talk, but that he doesn't know how to speak at all...

The elf boy shrank and stood far away among the crowd. He originally wanted to leave with these people, but he was sensitively aware that someone's eyes were on him.

The boy raised his head and found that the other party was the silver-haired man named Dirod.

"..." The young elf seemed to be taken aback, and quickly lowered his head, stirring his clothes with his fingers, not daring to move.

Only when the other party sent someone to escort them to leave as soon as possible, did they walk out of the woods with the kidnapped people.

"What are you looking at?" The man with glasses asked his chief curiously, and followed the other's line of sight to look there.

"..." The silver-haired man didn't answer, but turned around and walked towards the woods again, and said without any waves in his tone: "Get rid of the corpses of those necromancers, let's get out of here."

"Yes, Bishop Dirod!"

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When the elf boy opened his eyes again, the sun was about to set. He clutched his wound and struggled to get up from the ground, only to realize that all around him were dead people.

The elf boy seemed taken aback, but he soon calmed down again.

These dead people were the men and women who were kidnapped with him before, and all the paladins who escorted them here also died here.

The young man crawled out from the pile of corpses, patted his chest and took a breath, then after glancing around the sea of ​​trees, he chose a direction and walked there resolutely.

He dragged his tired body through the woods for a long time, no matter how tired he was, he never stopped. He didn't stop until he came to a quiet lake, and then he started to look around again.

As if he was looking for something, he searched carefully along the grass on the bank of the river, and after a while, he found something among the weeds...

It was a man, a handsome man with long silver hair, who was the bishop of the Society of Light who had saved them before.

The elf boy seemed to be slightly relieved, and walked carefully to the other party's side to check the situation.

They were attacked by a group of monsters before, and the entire forest here was almost destroyed. He was the only one who survived from those people.

And Dirod, who was with them in this forest, was naturally attacked by countless high-level monsters. In order to protect the lives of their subordinates, the other party took the risk alone, although they successfully rescued those people. , but he was injured and almost died in this sea of ​​trees.

"..." After examining the silver-haired man with his hand for a while, the elf boy took out a silver dagger from his pocket.

The boy placed the dagger on the silver-haired man's neck and gestured for a moment, as if looking for a place to strike.

However, the silver-haired man was still lying on the ground and fell into a deep sleep as if he hadn't realized it.

"..." The young man gestured for a moment, and after making sure that the other party really hadn't woken up, he reluctantly took the dagger back in his hand.

The young man looked at the man in front of him for a moment, sighed slightly, turned around and walked towards the shore of the lake, intending to deal with the stains on his body first.

"..." What he didn't realize was that the silver-haired man had already opened his eyes the moment he turned around, and his cold blue eyes were watching his leaving back without blinking.

The elf boy waited by the side of the silver-haired man for a long time. Seeing that the sky was getting dark and the man hadn't woken up, he finally dragged the man to a nearby cave with some anxiety.

The elf boy patted the other person's face, then leaned down and put his pointed ears on the other person's chest to listen, wondering why this person couldn't come, could something really be wrong?

And the silver-haired man woke up at this time.

Seeing the elf boy heaving a sigh of relief, Dirod asked, "Why are you here?"

"..." The elf boy smiled shyly at him, then raised his hand and gestured.

He is the only survivor among those who were attacked by monsters. When he was looking for you along the road, he happened to find you unconscious in the grass, so he gave a helping hand by the way.

Dirod nodded slightly upon hearing this.

"Where do you want to go, I'll take you there..." Dirod said, looking at the young man in front of him.

But the elf boy shook his head at him, saying that he has nothing to go to at present, and if the other party doesn't dislike him, he can follow the other party.

Dirod nodded, stood up, pulled the boy up from the ground, and the two walked out of the cave together.

"Do you know where the way out is?" the silver-haired man asked the boy as he walked.

Hearing this, the young man shook his head honestly.

So, because the sea of ​​trees was destroyed in all directions, they could only rely on the stars above their heads to tell the direction, and soon they came to the vicinity of a valley pass.

When Dirod saw this place, he couldn't help but frown, because this place was the gathering place of the Necromancers, the entrance to the Mountain of the Dead.

The boy asked them with a blank expression if they wanted to go in.

Dirod shook his head at him, and was about to step away, but at this moment he heard a voice from the valley of the undead.

The voice was not very clear, but he still recognized that it was the voice of his deputy, Raymond.

"..." Although Dirod had the urge to throw the other party here directly, but thinking about it, it was impossible for him to really do so.

So, after helping his forehead, the silver-haired man led the ignorant elf boy into the Undead Mountain.

"You can choose not to go." The silver-haired man turned his head to the black-haired boy who was following him and said, "The wave of monsters has passed, and there will be no danger outside in a short time, at least it is safer than the inside." many."

The elf boy shook his head firmly at him, expressing that he would go with him.

Dirod nodded slightly when he heard the words, then retracted his gaze, and continued to walk towards the unknown and dangerous valley ahead.

The young man followed him step by step, as if he really wanted to share life and death with him.

The sound of Raymond's ghostly roars was getting closer and closer, and after seeing the opponent's figure clearly, Dirod directly drew out the long sword at his waist and rushed forward.

The opponent was surrounded by a large group of witch corpses and undead knights. Although there were no necromancers around, those corpse puppets were still attacking the opponent like living creatures.

While screaming, Raymond was terrified by the other party. After seeing Dirod who came here, he immediately said as if he had seen a savior: "Dirode, you are finally here, and I knew you would never give up. mine!"

It's a pity that he really thought about this possibility. Dirod didn't bother to speak, and directly chopped all the corpse puppets in front of him to the ground with his sword.

Seeing this, the man with glasses raised his heart and finally fell to the ground.

"Let's get out of here quickly!" Raymond said pitifully.

The silver-haired man had no objection, and they turned around and walked in the direction that led to the entrance of the Undead Mountain just now.

However, what is strange is that the entrance that was still there just now has completely disappeared at this moment, and there is only a towering stone wall that is so high that there is no end in front of them.

When Raymond saw this, he was startled and said, "The entrance is missing, how is it possible!"

Dirod didn't pay attention to the other party's yelling at all. After going up to check and found that it was really not a cover-up, but really blocked, he said: "It seems that we are going to stay here for a while..."

"Stay here, are you kidding?" Lei Meng looked at the other party with a disheveled face, and then looked around the mist with trepidation, and couldn't help shivering from head to toe.

"I don't have that much time to spare..." Dirod said impatiently, "Wait here and come with us to find someone to find out how to get out of here. It's your choice."

"Looking for someone, who are you looking for, looking for those necromancers?" Raymond said weakly, "How do you know they will tell us?"

Dirod didn't even bother to pay attention to the other party, so he simply turned around and left with the elf boy who had been watching them silently: "If they don't say anything, hit them until they say..."