[Zongmeiying] Wait, am I going to die?

The Elven King's blade is more effective than bullets against this kind of guy.Every fall of the gleaming silver blade caused the black aggregate to emit a puff of black smoke.

The elf's sensitive ears ached a little from Jim Leter's wailing.

Thranduil shook his ears, but found that the wailing suddenly became much quieter.

He looked up at Elrond, the gentle elf was smiling at him, and there was a sense of comfort in the spiritual connection - it was his guide who noticed Thranduil's discomfort and helped him make auditory adjustments .

—You will know if there is danger, Thranduil.

Elrond's voice sounded in Thranduil's heart.

--I see.

Thranduil felt that he had returned to the unbridled flamboyance he had when he was young.

It used to be because King Orifel relied on him, and the canopy that covered the sky gave him the best shade.But now, because of the companion who walks side by side, the feeling of body and mind being one and relying on each other made his heart alive again.

The humans watched the two elves cooperate tacitly to reduce Jim Leter's soul to the size of a normal human without saying anything, but their tense spirits did not relax at all.

Because as the turbidity flow gradually disappeared, a huge coercion emerged from the black shape.

Elrond and Thranduil lifted their spirits at the same time—it was the power of the Death Code, and it was a very huge part, almost equivalent to the complete Death Code!

The elves couldn't help but glanced at Miss Machine standing beside her.

Because at this time they suddenly realized that this situation was fundamentally different from Severus's situation - Severus's soul was loved by the fragment, so the fragment took the initiative to live on the young child.

And Jim Leter... Both Elrond and Thranduil guessed wrong, it was the world that gave birth to this sad soul, using the hatred, anger and countless souls of the undead to suppress the power of the death code until " Handler" arrives.

—Don't think too much, Elrond.

Thranduil comforts the half-elf.

——Fate has contributed to his encounter with the code of death, but if he has no desire in his heart and is not confused by this force, he will not become what he is now. You should understand this better than anyone else.

Such as Isildur, such as the Ringwraiths.

They can blame fate for making them encounter evil, but they cannot blame fate for making them choose, because it is they who make the choice, and since they have made the choice, they are acknowledging fate.

Elrond bowed his head.

--I know.

He answered Thranduil.

——I just think...the core of the world is indeed the core of the world.

Even if she has just been born, even if she is still a toddler and groping forward, she has completely reflected the world in her eyes.

The elf lord just suddenly remembered the little child in the previous world. Among the many world lords, the powerful and majestic Lord of Death is as powerful and majestic as the irresistible Lord of Death, the evil and crazy as the fallen evil god, and the firm and gentle core of Hogwarts. For example, Miss Machine—I don’t know what kind of world core that child will become, and how to bear the fate of the world.

The brilliance of the death code became more and more intense with Thranduil's clean-up actions, and almost all human beings couldn't bear it and took a few steps back.

That piece of crystal floated quietly in the darkness, and it also exuded a black light—the strange thing was that everyone knew that it was a black light, but felt that it was very bright and dazzling, even in the dark.

The elves know that this is the perception of the soul - the humans here are the ones who feel better, and their souls directly realize the power of the death code.

Regardless of any world, regardless of any era, the power of death is awesome enough!

Glancing at Elrond, the Elven King reached for the Codex of Death.

Black waves flashed on the broken crystal.

Elrond suddenly stood up from the altar, looked at the Elven King anxiously, and he couldn't help but speak out!

"Thranduil, step back!"

The Elf King's hand froze in place, and felt nothing when it was swept by the black glow, but then the blood-red madness lurking in the soil of the spiritual realm was like seeds watered by rain and dew, and they came out one after another!

The Death Code seemed to feel the smell of hell, and suddenly felt that it was at least [-]% compatible with him, and immediately sank into Thranduil's chest.

Everyone saw only a flash of black light, and Thranduil, who raised his head again, had a layer of blood in his blue eyes.

He stared at the human closest to him with an unkind expression, like a ferocious beast scrutinizing its prey, that gaze made the human heart palpitate endlessly.

In the blood of the ancient elves, they were born with an inhuman aura, and now they are blessed with the madness of hell and the black aura of the death code, making that aura even more shocking.

Elrond jumped down from the altar with Lilia in his arms, and handed the sleeping little girl to Shaw and the others to take care of them. With a flip of his wrist, the elf sword appeared in his hand.

He turned to meet Thranduil's blade.

As warriors together, Elrond and Thranduil never fought.When they forgot about each other, one was the lord of Imla Cui, and the other was the elf king of the forest kingdom, and they hadn't even met each other for more than a thousand years, let alone exchanged skills.And when they come and go in different worlds, they only have each other, they only belong to each other, and after they become compatible partners, it is even more impossible to draw their swords against each other.

All races in Middle-earth know that Thranduil is a king and a warrior, and Elrond is a wise man and a healer. Even in a different world, Elrond uses more spiritual power than martial arts.

But all the elves who have participated in the Last Alliance know that Elrond, the herald of His Majesty the Noldor High King, is not inferior to anyone in fighting skills.

The elves' blades did not even make a sound as they struck each other.The silvery blades of the swords were ready to leave at the touch of a touch, and the elf's inconceivably light posture made the fight feel like a dance.

In the dark, the elves, which are so obvious because of the natural light, seem to be dancing on the tip of a knife. It should be a brutal battle, but it is turned into a gorgeous performance by the elegant atmosphere.

"Thranduil."

— Thranduil.

Reciting that name in his mouth and calling that name in his heart, Elrond stretched out more mental contacts to the connected object, helping him to wake up.

And the fastest and most effective method is to directly absorb the Code of Death.

But doing it here is too dangerous for them and humans!

Elrond glanced at the machines standing aside in the intervals of the battle.

--please help us.

He conveyed this meaning.

——You should be able to handle it yourself in the future.

Miss Machine nodded.

The elves in the battle disappeared instantly.

People who experienced a night of hell: "..."

—You just show us this? !

However, before anyone opened his mouth to complain, Gen showed a joyful smile.

"She's calling me, and I still have a lot to do."

——As for the disappearing elves?Interesting in her eyes, but still not comparable to her God.

Lise and Xiao, who were left behind by Sister Gen who told her to leave like the wind: "..."

"...I'll send Lilia back." Xiao said to Riise, shaking the sleeping girl on his hands.

Then he ran away without hesitation.

Riise, who was finally left behind, felt that they were actually unwilling to face this cemetery that looked like a massacre scene of some kind of crazy murderer, so one or two walked so fast!

But it didn't matter, because the little red-haired girl stood in front of him again.

"Leave, he's at the gate of the cemetery."

"What should we do here?" Even Riise knew that they had a very exaggerated scene here.

"These humans are all humans who have died in the past three years. People watched them buried—" Miss Machine waved her hand, and countless dialog boxes appeared around them. Each window was an obituary, and some even A photo of the burial is attached.

"Even if the police find it here, it will just be one of countless 'mysterious files' because they will find that all the injuries were caused after death."

The Guruli order, starting with Roy Ligan, was all killed by Jim Rhett long ago.

This undead attached to the death code, this undead killed by the order's inhumane rules, finally completed his revenge and destroyed the Guruli order.

John Reaser looked at this strange scene that could never happen in the real world.

Virtual reality—what the machine just did seemed to Reaser to be what it was.Whether it is the little girl in front of him or the countless dialogue windows, they are not real, but they really exist in his eyes.

"What are you?" Reese asked.

"I am the machine, I am the core."

Leaving such a thoughtless remark, Miss Machine disappeared without a trace.

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When Reese's cemetery came out, Finch, who was sitting on the side of the road, had already put away all his equipment, and looked like an ordinary maintenance worker again.

Maybe just the donut and fried green tea in his hand.

"Finch." Riise stepped forward slowly.

"I saw Ms. Xiao and gave her a new mobile phone." Finch said briefly, and then handed Riise a new mobile phone. "She also took the bear."

"I hope this phone won't explode." Riser shrugged and put the phone away.

"Mr. Reese, your phone won't explode if you use it correctly," Finch said seriously, "Only the pile you and Ms. Shaw put in my library, where the books are out of print precious book of—”

Taking a donut from the box, Reese turned to Finch, covered in gunpowder smoke, and said, "Let's go back together, Finch?"

"..." The boss who was interrupted was very helpless, and followed Riise with a limp leg.

The sky is bright.

The morning sun was shining on their way back.

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The POI world is almost over, and the dragon balls have been collected, ready to enter the final chapter~