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Chapter 200 Elf Dead

There was no sound in the dark cave, and it was as silent as if even time had lost its meaning.

"bite!!!"

A series of sparks emerged from the darkness, illuminating the moment when the two were fighting, and then disappeared. The sound of the weapons's attack broke the silence and spread out in the storm. The two black swords could not see the trajectory and movement in the dark cave, but even so, every attack of Yi Ming was accurately blocked by the elf. Unlike the dark Gan Jiang Moye, the long sword in the elf's hand emitted the emerald green light of life, and could actually remain intact under the attack of rune arms. Obviously, the weapons in the other party's hand were not extraordinary.

Yi Ming was not impatient. He even attacked, dodged, defended, and then retreated. As if the safety of others did not need to be worried at all, Meyari had no news. This obviously abnormal situation was completely ignored by Yi Ming. He was just the opponent in front of him. Of course, he hit the opponent's wrist again and again, but he couldn't even flow out from the deep bone-stricken wound. He didn't know who was there.

Yiming retreated again.

The darkness blocks people's feelings, and even the concept of space has been lost. It is obviously just a small hole that can accommodate two people walking side by side. Is there such a big room for me to maneuver with each other? The ground under my feet is still hard, and I can even feel the cold and coldness of the stone, but the wall of the cave that should be touched by reaching out is gone, and it seems that it does not exist. Even if the two swords slide away with large movements, they only feel nothing at the beginning, without anything.

No.

"The game is over."

The elf slashed another sword with a powerful aura, but Yi Ming only pulled up the sword. When he resisted the opponent's sword body, he retreated and made a harsh friction sound, and led the opponent's power into nothingness. Then he took a step back and the two swords in his hand disappeared. The elf swordsman was trying to pounce. He had even arched his body as strong as a cheetah, ready to give the opponent a fatal blow. But at the moment he rushed forward, the blade ruthlessly flashed, cutting off his hands, feet, head, limbs and body. With the remaining force, the elves' shattered corpse flew forward. After landing on the ground, it rolled a few times on the ground due to the influence of inertia before stopping. The internal organs scattered all over the ground like filled cotton, each of which was dry like an apple, with no drop of blood in the dark red body.

"Mr. Yiming?"

Marian's voice suddenly rang behind him. When Yiming turned his head, the originally gentle light once again enveloped him. Marian looked at Yiming with some confusion and worry, looking confused.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? You have been standing there blankly at the beginning. You didn't respond even if you called me..."

"It's all right."

Yi Ming shrugged his shoulders and then looked around. There were still hard rock walls around him. Under the magic light, nothing seemed to change. He moved his eyes to Meyali not far away. Meyali also raised her head and smiled slightly at him.

"Are you back?"

Yi Ming suddenly asked without hesitation.

(I'm back.)

Mayali's face was normal without any change. It was obvious that she had encountered the same situation as Yi Ming. The others were "survived" to escape this inexplicable illusion.

"after all…………"

Marien didn't have time to finish her words, because at this moment, accompanied by the cold wind blew. A sound that sounded like a sound from the bottom of the curtain was a very unpleasant laugh, as if the person who made the sound had forgotten how to laugh, but was just repeating an action he thought he thought - worse, others could understand.

Yi Ming remained silent, then made a gesture and continued to walk deep into the hole. The others were also alert at this moment. Obviously, the other party's laughter did not contain kindness. It revealed the cruelty, killing, and ridicule of nakedness, but there was no part that could make people feel at ease. From a certain perspective, this was also a good thing.

Walking through the narrow passage, the passage that was originally formed naturally gradually had some traces of artificial construction. The exquisite patterns could be vaguely seen on the walls of the caves eroded by time. The carvings that seemed to be from the hands of gods could never be written by humans. When a heavy stone door wrapped by thick moss and vines appeared in front of everyone, they already knew that the destination was about to arrive.

Yi Ming stared at him for a moment. Then he reached out and pushed open the door.

In an instant, the dazzling light overwhelmed the originally gentle magical glimmer, illuminating the snow-whiteness in front of everyone's eyes.

Just as everyone's hearts became tight, the light dissipated.

The surroundings returned to silence again, and everyone stared at the dark gate in surprise. It was obvious that everything they had encountered so far seemed quite strange and full of danger. Marian hesitated for a moment, and then accompanied by a low singing, the magic ball of light floated out of her hand and slowly floated into the door.

The gentle magic light once again tore through the dark curtain, and everyone was surprised by what they saw.

"Is this......... cemetery?"

Lita shouted in surprise, which also represented the voice of everyone.

The throne, which should have been carefully carved, has now lost its former glory. The dust occupied the world of the dead. The entire spacious room seemed like a large rectangular coffin. On both sides were the same seats. Its owners were sitting quietly on it, almost covered with bones. The robes covering them seemed to be completely unharmed by time. A faint magic light emerged from it, looking brand new as if they had just sold. Twenty seats extended side by side, as if they were welcoming or protecting.

"That should be the first great lord of the Elf Kingdom."

Marien lowered her voice and said to Yiming. As for Mealie, she was frowning at this moment, staring at the dusty stone slabs in front of her, obviously thinking about how to avoid dirtying her clothes. Yiming looked in the direction of Marien's finger and saw a mummy closest to them holding a completely wooden staff in her hand. The only thing that was eye-catching was that the white lily inlaid on the head of the staff was still unfolding vividly, and it was not as realistic as a fake.

"I have heard of that staff in the Imperial Code. It seems to be made of a magic flower that blooms only when the elves first grew. It is an extremely powerful staff."

"Can you sell it for money?"

This is the first question that Yi Ming considers.

"this…………"

Facing Yiming's unexpected answer, Marian almost bit his tongue.

"It shouldn't work. It is rumored that this staff can only be used by the elves with the blood of the Elf King. In the hands of others, it is just an ordinary stick. I heard that the power in this stick can even destroy the world. The empire probably will not allow such dangerous items to be circulated. If it falls into the hands of any elves, and the other party happens to be the descendants of the Elf King, it is very likely to cause a disaster. "…………………”

Yi Ming shrugged helplessly, then stepped into the curtain room. The dust rose, which made him cough a few times. At this moment, Meali had carefully retreated to the end. Compared to the possible dangers in the darkness, the "threat" seen in front of her was her biggest enemy. Lita grabbed Lafar's clothes tightly and looked around uneasy and curiously. Compared to them, Yuri's expression was obviously much more solemn. He looked at Yi Ming uneasyly, and then looked at Meali. He wanted to say something but didn't say it.

"I know what you want to say."

Yi Ming suddenly spoke as if he had guessed Yuri's thoughts.

"You're thinking, if it was really a royal cemetery, then it wouldn't be possible for us to come in so easily, right?"

"this…………"

"You can come out."

Yiming did not listen to Yuri's answer, but said slowly to the empty curtain room.

"Since we're so easy to come in, I guess I'm going to catch us all in one place? If you don't show up again..."

"Hehehe..."

The cold laughter appeared again, interrupting Yi Ming's speech.

"I don't have the courage to beat you all in one place. After all, there are legendary swordsmen among you... and there are two. Do you think I'll be stupid enough to attack you?"

"So, what do you want?"

“Not very good.”

The voice hidden in the dark was a little wild, and seemed a little at a loss, as if he didn't even know the answer.

"I don't want to do anything. I just want you humans to come and visit these mummies!! They are the noble lords of the Elves Kingdom in all generations! Now, I allow you to try to look at the skinny and old bastards with contempt!!"

(…………I think we can leave now.)

Faced with this crazy and inconspicuous conversation, Mayalie held her forehead helplessly and sighed.

"So, I'm sorry for disturbing your rest, we'll leave now."

Yi Ming made a decision immediately, but he was not interested in dealing with the madman.

"No! Wait!!"

And at this moment, the voice let out another wail of despair, like a puppy abandoned by its owner.

"Don't go! Please stay! Great humanity!!"

“……………Brother Yiming. I think it’s a bit scary…………”

"This...I think it's better for us to leave here."

Even Marien stuttered a little.

Faced with the term "great humanity", everyone was a little uncomfortable for a moment, okay. If the goblins or orcs were asked to say this, they could barely accept it. But what is this? This is the tomb of the Great Lord of the Elf Royal Clan! In any case, being called "great humanity" by an elves is undoubtedly as embarrassing as the Martians who came to Earth on a flying saucer to worship the earth. Of course, from this place, it can be seen that this does not seem like a cemetery that a lord should have.

And at this moment, a shaking figure stood up from the throne in the middle, and he swayed his body towards everyone, his voice filled with indescribable sorrow.

"Please stay! Dear Lord Human, I am just a lowly elf...... Beg you to forgive my rudeness!!"

"this…………"

Just as everyone was speechless again, the figure had become much clearer under the illumination of the magic light.

The same skin wrapped in bones and the same brand new magic robe, the elf in front of him was not angry at all, and replaced by a little red light. After seeing his true face, Marian suddenly frowned and quickly retreated behind Yiming.
Chapter completed!
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