Chapter 23 Chapter Twenty-Three Turning Point!The silent elf temple!

Tianyuan Era 1090, June 30, afternoon.The Nalilanmei Republic in the Western Continent, the hall of the Elven Temple. The legendary golden temple that worshiped the goblin king and carried the devout prayers of countless believers has changed its appearance now. Bloody priestess costumes were strewn all over the citrine floor.Some were hit by large-scale attack magic, and the whole clothes were tattered, with cracks criss-crossing.Others had only a single wound, apparently from a sudden attack, fatal in one blow. There are no dead bodies here.Those priests who inherited half of the blood of the goblin will turn into dew when they die.But for Ling Lunli, the scattered clothes, crowns, and jewelry were enough for her to understand what a tragic and cruel battle just happened.

A thin man, wearing a half-black and half-white night gown, with one arm around a girl in a light brown cloak, with his back to the door, was whispering to the girl. Did they do it?These are the people they killed?Who are they?What enmity do you have with Nali Lanmei? After being shocked and saddened, Linglunli's eyes burned with raging anger.She took three steps forward, stared at the man, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" "Talk to me?" The man spread his hands and let go of the girl nestled in her arms, "Are you Nali Lanmei's second princess, the head of the Royal Knights—Linglunli?"

"Exactly!" Ling Lunli's voice was sonorous and forceful, "Report the name of those who come!" "Hello, the legendary beauty." He slowly turned his body towards the door, "I am an emissary from hell. One of the ten nobles of the demon clan, a senior warlock in the death trial hall. My name is Pape Tyr. But everyone calls me—the puppeteer.” He turned completely around.Pressing the half-black and half-white top hat with one hand, he nodded slightly to the four people standing at the door.The brim of the hat hides his eyes, so that others can only see his smiling lips and pointed chin.A golden orb and a blue crescent hung from either side of his hat, swaying back and forth.He was wearing a strange gown, white shirt, black tie, completely bare at the waist.The right sleeve is of moderate length, but the left sleeve only reaches the wrist.The clothes were well cut and clearly the work of a master.

"Everyone, it's a pleasure to meet you." He smiled calmly and politely, "I guessed that you would come here, so I waited here in advance. But... Is your number a little less?" "Ah, really!" Milo suddenly realized that someone on his side had left the team, and touched Chris and Amin beside him, "Pepe and Pangu Poppy are gone. Do you want to find..." "It might be better if they aren't here." Amin cut him off in a low voice, "They will only add to the trouble." "Did you kill the people here?" Ling Lunli asked again.In fact, she no longer needed an answer, she deeply believed that this man must be the murderer.There is no need for any reason for the demons to slaughter the races that do not obey hell, and with the power of the demons, it is not impossible to kill these priests who are proficient in goblin magic.

"I..." The puppeteer suddenly paused for no reason, as if thinking briefly, before continuing, "...I want to have a good talk with you, they will get in the way here." "Talk?" Ling Lunli felt that her anger was getting out of control, "What is there to talk about with the demons!" "Don't say that, Your Royal Highness." The puppeteer smiled and looked at her, "You Nali Lanmei had an internal rebellion. These people have long ceased to obey the rule of you and your sister. They are all dead. , it’s one less obstacle for you, isn’t it?”

"Shut up! Demons are not qualified to say the word 'Na Li Lan Mei'!" She roared, and suddenly pulled out her silver-white, transparent water-moon long sword, and ran towards the puppeteer. The puppeteer didn't move at all, and kept that confident smile, watching her helplessly. Ling Lunli waved her arm, and the sharp long sword slanted upwards from below.Her attack was originally just to declare war, and she didn't intend to really work.But unexpectedly, the puppeteer has not evaded.Now, with this distance and speed, it was too late to dodge. At the moment when joy was born in Ling Lunli's heart, a black shadow suddenly inserted between the blade and the puppeteer, and slammed into Ling Lunli's sword length.

Ling Lunli felt a dull pain in her arm, she subconsciously withdrew her sword, dodged to the side, and at the same time read out a strange monophonic syllable. A mass of fiery red color appeared out of thin air about 30 centimeters away from her chest, just in time to be penetrated by the black shadow of unknown origin. The sphere exploded, shattered into red fragments all over the sky, and rolled towards the place where the black shadow came from with a gust of wind.They rolled in the air, changing directions rapidly.Once they hit each other, they immediately exploded in the air, turning into a raging fire.The flames from the explosion drove other fragments to produce a bigger explosion.

In the blink of an eye, everyone's vision was blocked.All I saw were bright red flames burning in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see the figure of the puppeteer anymore. "It's amazing." Milo praised in a low voice at the same time, "Nali Lanmei's royal elf magic really lives up to its reputation... This is probably the fire elf summoning technique?" "Hmm." Chris didn't care about bickering with Milo at this time, and answered the question honestly, "But I'm afraid it's not a summoning technique. The heir to the royal family of Nali Lanmei has the blood from the goblin, which may be their own power."

"Don't be too optimistic." Amin twirled the long knife in his hand, "It's not so easy to deal with a person who killed all the priests of Nali Lanmei." Milo and Chris were stunned for a while, and then realized that this sentence was not true at all. The raging flame suddenly began to weaken and split.Fire spots as many as stars flew out of the flames.They took away the power of the flames, but they were extinguished as soon as they fell from the sky. The strong flame wall disintegrated in an instant.From the flames that separated, they saw the puppeteer again.

He was still standing there, all smiles on his face.In front of him stood the woman in the cloak. She held a cane that was much higher than her body, and faced Ling Lunli expressionlessly.Probably because of the strong wind just now, her cloak has slipped off her head.So her entire face was exposed, without any cover. It was a young face.He must be less than twenty years old, with fair and smooth skin and beautiful eyes.The expressionless face reveals tranquility and peace.Her black hair was smooth and glossy, and fell down to her waist.Under the large cloak, her body became more and more petite and thin - she was beautiful, but for some reason, she didn't feel alive at all.His gaze and body are so stable that it feels abnormal.Like a plaster sculpture that never changes.

"Ah! It turned out to be her!" Milo's voice was not loud, but everyone heard it, "This is the girl who took away the tears of heaven!" No one paid him any attention.The whole hall was silent.In front of her, everyone except Amin suddenly felt fear involuntarily.They felt that this girl possessed an astonishing grudge that was completely different from theirs, an incomparably holy power that was blessed by the gods. We are no match for her.We belong to the same family of holy magic, but our status is far lower than hers.Who is she?Such great power, such a holy soul.As a priest, she should appear in religious ceremonies and let people worship.But why have we never heard of it?Why would a person with such status mix with the demons? "What's the matter with you?" The puppeteer broke the silence, "Do you feel afraid of her? In fact, this is far from her true strength." He turned his head and smiled at the girl beside him, and gently called her name, " Elena." The woman named Elena suddenly rushed forward when he said the last word, and threw the cross in her hand at Ling Lunli. There was a "choke".Ling Lunli's sword peak stood at the corner of the cross stick, successfully blocking the cross stick.But her arm already felt a tremor, and the tingling pain made her almost unable to hold the long sword. Elena still looked at Ling Lunli who was already sweating so calmly, the strength in her hands changed from vertical to horizontal.Ling Lunli couldn't guard against her mistakes, and the floor was very smooth, so she couldn't stand firmly for a while, and she pushed her to slide all the way backwards. "Princess Li!" Milo and Chris swept aside, the magic power in their hands quickly condensed and released to Elena's side. The strong light flickered, and two spheres condensed by brilliant magic rushed towards Elena's petite and graceful body.She didn't even move the corners of her eyes, and she still maintained the movement that could not defend the side. When Chris and Milo's attack came in front of her, the two bright lights dissipated very suddenly and for no reason.It turned into a gust of breeze, gently curling up Elena's long hair, and gently letting them down again. She was unharmed. Before the two brilliant magicians could wake up from the shock, she suddenly threw the cross stick towards the ceiling, made an incredible gesture with her free hands, and two golden rays of light that were exactly the same as before sprayed from her hands. He stepped out and rushed towards Chris and Ling Luoli. There is no complicated trajectory, nor any auxiliary magic attached to it, but the speed is terrifyingly fast.Chris and Linglunli didn't even have time to defend, they were hit in the chest by this force and flew out in different directions. Elena reached out to catch the re-falling cross cane, and rushed towards Milo like lightning. The attack just now made Mi Luo alert in advance.As quickly as possible, he opened a layer of "Light Protection Wall" that was just enough to wrap himself, waiting to meet Elena's attack from the front, and then took the opportunity to attack her.At such a close distance, she must have had no time to react. Milo thought secretly, concentrating all his energy, waiting for the moment when Elena's movements stopped. When the cross stick came into contact with the bright light barrier, the bright light barrier suddenly trembled violently from bottom to top, like a layer of water curtain, followed the force of the cross stick to open a gap. The black iron rod hammered heavily on Milo's body.He just felt dizzy for a while, and fell down involuntarily. Over there, there was a "boom".Chris knocks over the shelves holding the sacrificial utensils.Holy water jugs, scepters and other messy things fell one after another and smashed to the ground. Facing Chris, Amin, who had been holding his arms all the time, finally moved.He stretched out his hand to lightly support Ling Lunli's back flying towards him, and his tall body spun around on the spot, removing all the force from her body, allowing her to stand firmly. "Are you all right?" he asked her in a low voice. She nodded slightly. "How is it possible!" At the other end of the hall, Chris jumped up from a pile of broken porcelain, and yelled while rubbing his back, "Why can't our holy magic do any harm to her, but she Can you use the same technology to defeat us?" "The answer is simple, her level in the holy religion is much higher than yours." The puppeteer explained unhurriedly, "I think you should know better than me, the level difference in the holy religion is too big , the attack will naturally fail. Just like you cannot use holy magic to attack angels." "But she's not an angel!" Chris was so angry that he wanted to jump, "Even the high priests of the Temple of Heaven couldn't make my attack ineffective on them! Could it be that she is of a higher level than the priests of François? If she really has such a high level, why would she mix with a demon like you?" "Of course it's because of love." The puppeteer blurted out without thinking.Immediately, the entire hall went dark, leaving only two bright lights, shining on the heads of the puppeteer and Elena from above, "There is a deep love between us that crosses races and identities." Scattered petals burst out from the source of light, and fell on the heads of the two like a rain of flowers.Elena and the puppeteer stood in place, motionless, maintaining their frozen posture until all the petals fell. There was only silence.Everyone felt that sweat was secreting from their heads. "Ahem, ahem." The puppeteer seemed a little discouraged when he found that his carefully designed stage effects did not receive the expected response.With a wave of his hand, the strong light above his head began to gradually weaken, and the surrounding light slowly returned to normal, "I knew, you brats wouldn't have such a noble feeling..." "...listen to your bragging." Chris, who finally regained his breath, burst out a sentence from his teeth, "How can a girl as cute and beautiful as her, who is dedicated to kindness, fall in love with a crazy demon like you?" family." "Maybe he used something like 'manipulation magic'," Amin said coldly, "forcibly turning this girl into his puppet." Chris glanced at Amin in surprise, and the latter gave him a cold but firm look in return.In this short silent exchange, they understood each other's meaning. Elena obviously launched the attack under the order and command of the puppeteer.In other words, if the puppeteer dies or loses consciousness, Elena is equivalent to a plaster statue.Now the puppeteer has been maintaining a spectator attitude, and it is almost impossible for them to bypass Elena and attack him directly.But if he can also join the battle circle, the problem will be solved much easier. With this in mind, Amin and Chris both chose the method of "provoking", which seemed to be the simplest and most likely to work. "If this girl's level is really that high, puppet magic shouldn't have a lasting effect on her, right?" Milo, who just got up from the ground, subconsciously participated in the topic entirely out of curiosity about magic, " Maybe it's also combined with auxiliary magic like 'memory cleansing'." "It may even be instilled with false memories." A Ming looked towards the puppeteer and sneered slightly, "A villain who uses despicable means to cheat and force love." The puppeteer stood there completely still, motionless.Because the hat covered his eyes, he couldn't see his eyes now.All they could see was his mouth, still smiling. "You guys..." the puppeteer murmured, the corners of his mouth moved upwards, not knowing whether he wanted to take back his smile or continue to laugh.That expression was like laughing for too long, and the facial muscles were cramped, "I...hate people saying that about me and Elena the most!" Two shining silver threads shot out from his wrist, intersected quickly in the air, drew a huge arc, surrounded the entire hall, and returned to his feet again. "Elena, the order has changed." The puppeteer tore off the silver thread, raised his wrist, pinched the brim of his hat, and pulled it down, "There is no need to show mercy. Use all your strength to kill them all!"