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Chapter 81 Standing in the Shadows

"I can send you home."

Zach said this in a flash.

His sharp claws stopped a few centimeters from his eyeball.

Time seemed to pause for a moment.

Everyone was frightened by the scene in front of them, and no one knew what was going on.

Several warlocks instinctively supported the shield.

Geralt has forgotten to draw his sword.

The black-haired mage was still standing there.

It was not until this time that he could see the black figure in front of him clearly.

The flesh and blood of the shadow elder had been burnt, like a skeleton with burnt flesh, and a faint flame was still burning on his shoulders.

The charred skeleton opened its mouth slowly, and a slow and hoarse voice spit out from its mouth, as if every word was filled with unparalleled pain.

“Thu...Alis...Rag...Kwa    (home)”

And as it was speaking, the blue-red flesh grew back to its vibrant flesh, and the gray skin quickly covered it like a flowing liquid. In a blink of an eye, the image of the sick, thin old man was restored.

The fingernails that were more than ten centimeters long were retracted, and the shadow elder looked at Zach with yellow eyes, slowly spitting out a few words in common terms:

"You... keep talking."

Zach terminated the spell model that was almost about to be triggered, and he felt relieved.

As long as you can communicate, conflicts are possible.

He didn't want to go to war with this creature unless he had no choice.

At this critical moment, he didn't want to spend too much magic anymore.

What's more, he didn't know whether his magic was effective.

He tried it. Although he injured the other party on the surface, it seemed that he was still too far from killing the other party.

Zach slowly spoke, "The Shadow Elder of Galansha..."

He pondered every word and tried to communicate with this extremely impolite creature in the simplest language:

"How much have you heard from my origin and the dilemma of these elves?"

The Shadow Elder disappeared instantly and appeared in front of Avarak again, frightening the already stunned elf.

But the elves who had lived for hundreds of years still maintained their calmness and did not do anything out of line.

The terrifying eyes stared at the elf, the sharp teeth in his mouth rubbed, and the hoarse voice was like a death sentence: "Valak...Thum...Kra...My eyes told me everything."

The black-haired mage turned around and said directly: "They have lost the ability to open the [door]."

The old vampire was stunned for a moment, as if surprised that this human directly pointed out what he cared about the most.

Zach naturally knew what it wanted.

Ever since the vampire group was thrown into this world by the [Encounter of the Sky], the shadow elder has been guarding the cave in Tosent where he traveled.

I stayed there for 1,500 years, afraid that I would miss the opportunity to travel back.

However, it did not know that the elves that harmed it had long lost the ability to open the [Gate of the Worlds].

Not to mention 1,500 years, even if it waits for another 10,000 years, it will not be able to return home until the end of the world.

Zach also almost guessed why the other party suddenly appeared in Nifgaard City.

He estimated that he was targeted by the Shadow Elder shortly after he arrived in Toustente.

Those crows that are indescribable must be the eyeliner of the Shadow Elder.

Perhaps the other party became interested in knowing his origin, and he probably heard the conversation between himself and the elves while following him.

It finally figured out the reason why it was "traveled through time" and the mastermind behind it - those ignorant and fearless elves.

And the anger that had been home for 1,500 years for nothing was immediately erupted.

But since you know what the other party wants, Zach can serve his preferences.

After a little thought, he slowly said, "I may be able to help you."

The Shadow Elder instantly appeared in front of the black-haired mage, and the old face almost touched the mage's face:

“Now…just…”

"Tell me, why?"

The vampire's mouth suddenly grew, and his sharp teeth almost covered Zach's head.

"You... will die."

More and more crows gathered from all directions, blocking the sunshine.

The surroundings gradually became darker.

The black-haired mage was still standing there, as if ignoring the bloody mouth:

"You can try it."

Before he finished speaking, a twisted howl erupted in the square.

Everyone around them covered their ears.

The strong wind even drove away several Niphgad nobles who had been lying on the ground, and blood flowed out of their mouths and noses.

The shock wave fractured the bluestone pavement, and gravel splashed everywhere, but disappeared invisible in front of Zach, leaving a fan-shaped area behind the black-haired mage.

Endless crows gathered over the city of Nifgaard, completely blocking the sunshine, and their noisy chirping was deafening.

The city instantly fell into the dark night.

The burning streets in the distance have become the only light source between heaven and earth.

The countless red eyes above the head flickered, as if they had turned into a rotating bloody Milky Way.

The whole city of Niphgad seemed to have fallen into hell.

The shadow elder's eyes shone yellow in the darkness, and his sharp claws reached towards Zach, almost piercing into the seemingly soft neck.

But in the end it stopped there.

"The door has been closed..." Zach casually pushed away the old dry hand in front of him: "It's meaningless to be guarded in Towsent's cave..."

He walked to Enhill, who fainted on the ground not far away, touched the emperor's pulse, and then shaped Avarak next to him:

‘Transfer, send, door.’

Zach turned to look at the two yellow spots of light in the darkness: "How many years have you been meaninglessly waiting in that cave?"

This sharp question seemed to anger the shadow elder, and the folds spread across its face.

"So meaningless question..."

In fact, it doesn't know how many years it has been underground.

The black-haired mage spread his hands: "You have been waiting for 1,500 years..."

An idea quickly took shape in Zach's mind.

He said seriously:

"It's been so long, it's time to go out and walk around."

The vampire looked at the mage without saying a word, as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words.

The black-haired mage walked straight to it: "Your original world must be in this community, but no one knows where it is. It will not be too easy to find it. It is not a free gift to help you..."

When Zucker saw Avalak silently chanting a spell, his hands had already emitted a glimmer of light.

He decided to give it a try:

"You and your tribe have followed me for a hundred years, and I will find your way home for you."
Chapter completed!
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