[Zongmeiying] Wait, am I going to die?

The voice was neither male nor female, and the reason why Thranduil felt familiar was because the voice was the same as the voice coming from the chaotic dark nightmare cloud.

But the elf king has no impression of the world of red and black, red blood and scorched earth in his memory.

When did they, he and Elrond, enter such a world?

Palladia walked to Thranduil's side, with worried gray eyes as if Elrond was looking at him.

"I am fine."

Don't trust the devil's lies. He has lived in hell for decades. This is common sense.

But not as much as the expectation of Elrond waking up.

If the half-elf's soul is not here, he has to leave hell to find it. It is impossible for people in this world to know Thranduil's name, so there will be no summons or contracts. He can only try to break the gates of hell. There is no doubt that strength is needed-as for how to re-lock the gates of hell later, he can think slowly while regaining strength.

"I'm planning to go to a place with a lot of power."

Palladia followed Thranduil silently.

——Elrond has Alpha watching over here, I'll go with you.

The White Deer's voice echoed in his mind, no matter what, it would not let Thranduil go alone.

This place is full of all kinds of negative emotions. For the Sentinels, it was like being thrown into the dark, dirty and dark. There is no guide to sort out emotions and isolate thoughts. Thranduil can survive until now because of Iluvita The tenacious spirit of the firstborn that has been honed over the long years.

But if it is true as the devil said, the only way to restore power is to collect the energy of hell—then the day they leave hell, perhaps Thranduil will no longer be himself.

When Elrond and Thranduil formed a bond, each left a piece of heart in the other, Alpha's eyes turned blue, and Palladia has gray astral pupils ever since.

At the same time, they also inherit part of the way of thinking and ability from their master's partner.

If Palladia followed Thranduil, it could serve as a restraining device to some extent.

The Elf King didn't comment on Bailu's choice, he didn't intend to go too far.

This hidden domain is connected to Thranduil's thoughts. If the domain is attacked, he can know it immediately and return to his own subspace instantly.

When he found the place where the demon said was full of energy, he really understood the demon's intentions.

If there is substantial energy, he can quickly replenish his strength at a glance, but the entangled resentment in it alone is enough to stop the elf.No matter what kind of world, what kind of rules, the essence of some things will not change.

Light is light, and darkness is darkness. The part of his nature that strongly resists darkness makes it almost impossible for Thranduil to approach, let alone use this power.

But if Thranduil would give up so easily, he wouldn't be the elf king who ruled Mirkwood for thousands of years.

He stretched out his hand towards the point with the strongest power, the dark blood lingered on his white fingertips, the tingling and black stained the skin at the same time, even in this hell, the brilliance of the elves still shone because of the contact with that power dimmed.

Then Palladia sprang up, its immaculate horns touching the force.

The whole body of the white deer exudes a white light, like the lingering cold snow.

The color that hardly existed in hell froze the energy that touched the fingertips of the Elf King, solidified into a red crystal, and fell on Thranduil's hand.

——I can only purify part of it, and there is still a part of resentment hidden inside, if you want to use it, it will affect you.

Playing with the red crystal in his hand, Thranduil felt the icy chill that was different from the scorching and scorching heat of hell, and put the things away.

"Leave first."

However, one day, the placed crystals aroused the light around the half-elf because it was close to Elrond. After the red crystals were absorbed, even Alpha was no longer completely lethargic.

After hesitating, Thranduil decided to absorb the resentment in the crystal and then give it to Elrond to absorb, so as to avoid any problems caused by the half-elf directly absorbing the red crystal body.

——After all, he can control his body at any time and stop in time when something goes wrong, but Elrond can't.

Although it absorbs resentment, it also absorbs part of its strength at the same time.

Thranduil's ability has been supplemented, even the big devil dare not easily challenge the elf king.This area has become a "forbidden area" according to the word of mouth of the demons.

The only problem is that the absorption of resentment has made Thranduil's power unstable, as evidenced by the more frequent dragon flame injuries.

The dark scars echoed the power of darkness, and the Elf King was suppressing the influence of hell on him entirely with willpower.

Even so, he did not stop providing energy for Elrond's sleeping body, as if seeing the breathing light was his best comfort in hell.

—You can't go on any longer.

Because of the gradual change in the master's power, Palladia's original pale white body has a few traces like flowing fire, which is the proof that its essence is gradually changing.

——Continue to absorb those grievances that conflict with your essence, and before Elrond wakes up, you will truly fall into hell.Your Excellency would not wish to see such a result, it would only make him feel sad.

It was rare for Palladia to use a strong tone to his master, and his gray eyes seemed to be expressing double persistence.

"So we haven't fallen into hell yet?" Thranduil looked at the white deer. Under the influence of the breath of hell, his appearance also changed a little. The light golden hair that was originally like the light of the morning sun became bright. It was golden, but there was a strange aura in that golden color.Occasionally, a gleam of dull red would flash across the blue eyes, making those eyes look close to a magical purple.

The elf king's indifferent and indifferent temperament has become evil and cruel, and his methods of dealing with demons who want to break into the domain have also become more and more ruthless. Only when he looks at the sleeping half-elf, will he show some evil spirits. Affectionate and gentle that has never changed.

Thranduil and the others have been in hell for more than two hundred years.

He's been looking for a way out of hell, but he can't leave without destroying the gates of hell.

No one in the world knows his name, let alone summon or make a contract with him.

"Elrond..." Thranduil looked at the sleeping half-elf, "If I destroy the gates of hell..."

——You must not accept this approach, right?

The demon who provided Thranduil with the method of replenishing energy had come to him several times and wanted to invite him to join the "Hell's Gate" destruction plan, but the Elf King never agreed.

"I have never seen such a persistent soul." The demon stood far away after being beaten up, and his voice was still full of temptation, "What's the point of guarding that body now? Wait until you are completely When you are corrupted by hell, that body is just a stone blocking your way."

He wanted the help--even to make him their leader, because the demon knew he was worth it, and if he wanted, he could help them break the gates of hell.

But this existence named Thranduil was completely unmoved!What he does every day is to absorb energy to feed that empty body, and then stay there.

— like a dog guarding its bones.

The devil thought darkly, not a good word.

——Since this is the case, he will take away that bone. It doesn't matter whether he is completely depraved or willing to make a deal with him!

—Could there be anything worse for this hell?

In a way, the devil's thinking is not wrong.

Thranduil can always maintain his clarity because he knows that once he is pulled into the depths of hell by the surrounding environment, he will no longer be able to protect Elrond-this is fundamentally contrary to his original purpose.

Even the gods have to admire the spirit king's will.

"Until I find a way to close the door, I will not open the door of hell easily." Thranduil murmured, "If your soul wanders in the world, enter my dream occasionally, Elrond."

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After solving the incident of the female ghost in white, the trio of looking for fathers and a "Guardian God" stood at the point of divergence in the future, completely unsure of how to proceed.

In the end, Sam decided to follow his previous plan and let Dean send him back first.Anyway, with Legolas around, he didn't have to worry about Dean's hunting trip at all.

But he didn't expect that what awaited him was the dead body of Jessica who died in the same manner as his mother, and the flame of anger that would never be extinguished in his heart.

After many years, he finally understood his father.That flame has been burning in the father's chest since many years ago, hatred and pain became their never-ending road of hunting demons, until the moment the golden-eyed demon was killed, there was a hole in their hearts And the karmic fire of anger will not disappear.

Neither Dean nor Legolas knew how to comfort Sam.

It wasn't the first time Dean had seen this look, he was old enough to remember the look on his father's face when his mother died, as if the world had been burned with that hellfire and all that was left was the lost soul body of.

As for Legolas, the elf has seen too many deaths on the battlefield of the Lord of the Rings, and countless people died in the dark, so he can only mourn silently.

Elrond's "ghost" is still speechless. He can see many things, but he can't change many things.