The cannon of rebirth, your uncle's ashes

It is not easy to pass through the black mist that combines mental and physical attacks.

"Those monsters will have a strong reaction to natural enemies. I use the light magic circle to attract their attention. You take the opportunity to rush over and find the holy artifact..."

Hidalai looked at Igor's pale face, "The previous hallucinations have affected you too much, it's better for me to do it."

"We don't have time, Hidalai." Igor didn't give Hidalai any more chance to speak, "The blockade that was suddenly broken through, the magic soldiers coming from behind, the holy mountain that was occupied... We don't even have time to study how all this happened, what kind of demon conspiracy is involved, we can only use the fastest speed to break it all violently. And I have a hunch that the secret here is very important for the next battle. "

Hidalu paused, but still sighed.

"Perhaps you're right, we don't have time. But... Eagle, what are you worrying about?"

Igor blinked subconsciously, and erased the hideous appearance of Orend in the illusion that suddenly appeared in his mind, "I don't."

That was the source of darkness he recognized, and a fear that belonged only to him.

Rushing into the hall, the black mist really rushed towards him. Igor set up a dazzling magic circle, the black mist occupied his sight, his mind swelled, and when he opened his eyes again, he entered that illusory space again.

In the long dark and damp corridor, the cold water under his feet overflowed from his feet with a cold chill.

"You're back."

A hoarse voice came from close at hand, and Igor suddenly turned back and stared at the blue body of Orend Ai Siqi who suddenly appeared.

The silver crossbow appeared in Igor's hand, "This is really funny, are you waiting for me?"

Orend Ai Siqi laughed slyly, "Stupid, you will come to your door yourself."

"You're as arrogant as ever, Orend."

"It's you who are arrogant, the reborn who thinks you have robbed me of everything!"

Eagle's eyelashes trembled.

Orend said fiercely, "You want to take away my luck, so you colluded with forces, pretended to be kind and teamed up with the human race, set a trap for me, and drove me out! The damned person has not died, and the person who deserves power is still alive!" Nothing to do. Why, it feels so good to be the protagonist!"

"This is an independent world, not your toy."

"Oh, poor fool, it's just a toy for my mental retardation." Orend laughed mockingly when he heard this, "If it wasn't for your intervention."

"You obviously don't even know the origin of the legend of gods and demons—"

"What gods and demons?" Orend looked negligent, and his slender fingers hung on the wall next to him, making harsh noises, "Are you still secretly happy that you and that one are the stories of the reincarnation of gods and demons? So you are such a poor fool! The elf crown prince and the reincarnation of the demon king should have died in the forest long ago, but I should have obtained the inheritance of the demon king, and then the inheritance of the elves, and then the crisis of the demon tide that never happens in tens of millions of years will happen. Failed because of the severance of the inheritance of gods and demons, although human beings are weak, they will win under my leadership!—”

"If it wasn't for your intervention, everything should have been very simple! A toy? That's right, it's a toy, specially designed for me!" Orend looked at Igor, who kept his mouth shut, with satisfaction. "Hidalai is not dead, the devil will be reborn, and he will be resurrected in the reincarnated body soon. Don't you like the role played by gods and demons, then go, go and kill the future for your protection and role-playing games The public enemy of the mainland—"

The sharp nails instantly hit Igor, who seemed to be still in a daze, and Orend smiled. He could cut the neck of this vicious thief right away, and the ultimate winner can only be himself!

The stagnant elf suddenly turned his head, and his sharp claws passed through the trivial hair on his shoulders. The world slowed down in an instant, and Orend could clearly see Iger's light-colored eyes. , and lifted and clasped the fingers on his arm again.

"Is that all the anger you want to vent?"

Igor exerted a little force with his fingertips, and the cumbersome patterns lit up on Orend's arm. Orend quickly shook him off and opened the distance, but his arm was so weak that he couldn't feel it.

"you--"

"Seal." Igor pulled the bowstring abruptly, and Orend's action created a sufficient distance between the two, "You can survive such an explosion, and your self-healing ability is probably quite strong." It’s so powerful. If I fight like that, I will be very troubled.”

"You——" Orend stared at the seal on his arm, suddenly black air burst into his body, wrapped the seal, the golden light flashed, and disappeared, "It's useless, you are such a small skill, but It's just prolonging your own death period!"

Igor smiled and did not speak, but let go of the bowstring.

Orend's beast-like feet slammed on the ground and he was about to pounce on it again. Several golden arrows flew in the air, stopping his movements.

"I know what you said. To put it bluntly, the power of inheritance is the power of soul grafting. If Hidalai will become the devil king, then I am afraid that I will also... But thinking about it from another angle, I am afraid that for the mainland and all Everyone will be better off."

"Hmph, you really are just a selfish villain!"

"Small man?" Eagle turned sideways again, a hole was poked in his shoulder by the slender nails, and Eagle left another seal on Orend's shoulder with his backhand, "Probably, but it's all Thanks to your reminder. Originally, I was a little afraid of my own disappearance, but when I think about it carefully, compared to a half-way monk like me, His Royal Highness the first Elf King must be able to handle this situation better... Or, that It was the story he was supposed to know."

"The first elf king? Hehe, you thought the dead would come back to life... Wait, don't you—!"

Orend suddenly came to his senses and stared at the elf in front of him.

"Ala, you guessed it." Igor looked at the distance between the two, retracted the bow, and held his fingers between his eyebrows, "Then I don't seem to have to hide anything."

"You! You...crazy! Crazy!!"

The silver light overflowed like running water, enveloping Igor's body. Igor's consciousness gradually blurred, and he vaguely saw Orend subconsciously rushing forward a few steps, and then backed away abruptly to escape, but was caught by the soft The rays of light entangled, one after another...

"If... the Demon King will be resurrected through Hidalai, then... in my body... a real strong person will eventually wake up..."

"That's what originally belonged to this world, hope."

As for his fighting and hard work, that is enough for today.

The golden light completely filled the entire corridor, it easily broke through the illusion, and rolled into the dilapidated War God Mountain, washing away the darkness and stains that had grown in the period, but disappeared in an instant.

When Igor regained his consciousness again, he was standing alone in the empty hall, watching Hidalai running from the other end of the hall, looking worriedly at himself and his surroundings.

"What happened to that light just now?"

"Ah, I activated the power of the King's Bow, but I couldn't control it. In terms of the result, it was a blessing in disguise." Igor smiled and changed the subject, "Okay, hurry up and find someone else. "

In the winter of that year, on the front line of Sauron, the originally restless army of the demon tide suddenly calmed down for some reason. With the assistance of the retreating army of Daur and the sprint of the human elf assault team, the high-ranking officials in the front line successfully reversed the unstoppable trend of the demon tide. .

In the spring of the following year, the Daur front was recovered. During this period, the old patriarch Constantine was arrested for intending to perform forbidden techniques. However, considering the excellent performance of his grandson Hidal Constantine on the front line, he was only executed in the end. The Bondimore family took the opportunity to devour him. Many forces, nouveau riche families have risen by leaps and bounds.

In the autumn of the next year, the orc tribe, led by the young king, drove the demon tide out of the grassland.

In the third year, the city of Domis was besieged. On the day when the wind tunnel was opened, the great magician Du Ze, who used the ancient magic circle to hide, finally waited for the opportunity. The supply channel from the mainland gave the coalition army a chance to break through the city wall.Arul, the head disciple of the God of War who held the sacred artifact of the human race, was the first to enter St. Domis College, and used the power of the sacred artifact to completely smash the key of the wind tunnel, closing the entrance to the world.

"The Bright Continent has won, Hidalai."

"Ah."

In the desolate space of gods and demons, the wind of the years is tearing everything around, the space is trembling, and black phantoms can be seen faintly.

The elves in white and the humans in black vaguely overlap with those thousands of years ago.

Seeing that the person opposite him responded to him with no expression, Igor finally smiled helplessly.

"You could have retreated to the Dark Continent."

Hidalai's purple eyes looked into the distance, as if he could see the bright continent that had just returned to peace at a glance, "Tear another wind tunnel?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, avoiding the question that was destined to have no answer.

"Goodbye, then, Hidalai."

"Take care, Eagle."

With a shallow smile, the person who used to be is gone.

The elf with silver eyes looked at the demon king in front of him.

"Aranther, hasn't your crazy heart subsided yet?"

"Esmir, my existence is to devour you and make you a part of me, which will not change from generation to generation."

"Then, I'll kill you again."

"You can try."

In the space of gods and demons, this story of love and hate will continue.

But at least, the story belonging to the time traveler is over.