The dark elf raised her arm, her eyes filled with madness and excitement. She loosened her fingers, and a pitch-black arrow fell from the sky and pierced the heart of the deformed beast.
“Puff!”
The deformed beast tried to escape, but it was obviously impossible. It opened its eyes wide, feeling the severe pain from its heart. Suddenly, it let out a shrill scream, and all the stones within five meters around it were blown away. But this was just a last gasp. Finally, its body went limp, and it lay listlessly on the ground, with its eyelids slowly closing.
“in… ou…”
Just after shooting the deformed beast, the dark elf lowered his head as if praying, and obscure words of the abyss came out of his mouth.
The voice was so distant that it seemed to have traveled thousands of miles. After a few seconds, a shadow suddenly appeared behind the dark elf.
An ugly monster.
Her upper body was that of a slender and beautiful dark elf, while her lower body was that of a spider, evil and chaotic. Although she was just a hazy shadow, the pressure she brought to Chen Feng was even greater than that of a demon-hunting spider.
Sacrifice
There was a hint of surprise in Chen Feng's eyes. The abyss is dangerous, and the creatures living there like to rely on the strong.
In fact, every ethnic group has an evil god or lord of the abyss that they serve.
In addition to Rose, who is served by the dark elves, the gnolls bow down to the wolf king Yeenoghu. Even the disgusting tentacle monsters have their own hill, an evil god named Cthulhu.
Who knows how many years this evil god has existed, with endless tentacles and juices. Even if some female evil gods mistakenly enter its territory, they may be trained by the other party to become a lowly female slave.
One of the fastest ways for creatures of the abyss to gain power is through sacrifice. They rely on blood and killing to please the evil gods and gain power from it.
Chen Feng did not stop the dark elf. In fact, the other party had already proved her value with her strength. She was a pet worth cultivating.
Use both kindness and severity.
The phantom with a human face and a spider body absorbed the power from the deformed beast, and the latter's body began to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few seconds, its body shrank by half, and even its skin turned grayish white.
On the other hand, white mist was rising from the dark elf's body, her hair was growing longer, and the breath of vitality was reflected on her body. She was swaying her legs, and some water stains fell from her body to the ground, making a dripping sound.
"This is… "
Seeing the changes in the dark elf, even Chen Feng, who was used to seeing strange things, opened his eyes wide in surprise. He could feel the strong power and hot breath coming from the other party, like a potion, which made people have some complicated thoughts in their minds.
The power of the dark elves has increased, and they are only one step away from the silver level. They only need an opportunity to be promoted successfully.
"in..."
At this time, the dark elf's eyes were deep, like a cold pond, and the fire of faith in them was like a spear, lingering around her.
She raised her bow and arrow and shot instantly.
Some lone ordinary deformed beasts flew up from the ground like kites with broken strings. They wanted to hide but had nowhere to hide. Facing the strengthened dark elves, they had no choice but to die.
These deformed beasts died in a miserable way, with their limbs scattered everywhere and flesh and blood flying everywhere. In just one encounter, the only five remaining deformed beasts were shot to death. They could not be deader!
The dark elf licked the corner of his mouth and let out a murmur of comfort in his throat.
On the other hand, the warriors on the side looked at the seductive dark elf, and their eyes all changed.
Admiration, worship, shock, obsession, and some complicated lust...
As for the strange appearance of the dark elves, no one paid much attention to it. Many professionals had awakened in the army, and compared to ordinary people, these soldiers could adapt more easily to the changes of professionals.
Even Feng Zhiyong, who always looked at people with a cold face, looked at the dark elf in surprise, full of solemnity and admiration.
He really wanted to know... Who was this woman in front of him with white hair and purple skin, who was as charming as a poppy but possessed power that ordinary people could not match
Feng Zhiyong calmed himself down and wanted to say hello to the other party. You know, the strength of professionals is unquestionable, especially the girl in front of him, who possesses such archery skills that are even more powerful than guns. If she can join the army, she will definitely be able to deter some villains.
Love for talent.
Feng Zhiyong is not a pedantic person. At this time, there is no distinction between men and women. As long as it is beneficial to J City and the people, he will definitely humble himself and invite them personally.
However, just as Feng Zhiyong was hesitating about how to start, the dark elf's action made him stunned on the spot.
In fact, everyone present gasped, their eyes widened, and even their pupils shrank into a thin slit at that moment.
What did they see that made them behave like this
Dark elf.
This being, who turned the tide as soon as he appeared, holding a longbow and shooting the silver deformed beast to death with just a few arrows, bent his knees and slowly knelt on the ground.
How is that possible? !
Seeing this scene, some warriors who had already worshipped the dark elves as gods opened their mouths wide, unable to believe what they saw.
Who is it
How could I be worthy of receiving such a generous gift
It feels like a woman who appears to be glamorous and beautiful like a goddess in the sky is actually someone else's slave in private, suffering humiliation and abuse. This gap makes some people's worldview collapse directly.
man.
The hot-blooded warriors focused their attention on Chen Feng, their eyes were filled with suspicion and a hint of strong curiosity.
They wanted to know who this archery master was who could make people sincerely admire him for his decisiveness and ruthlessness, and who could take only a few minutes to attack, and who they were willing to kneel down to.
She has a slightly slender body and a frosty temperament. Standing there, she looks like a lonely moon, with an indescribable calmness and sharpness.
After several days of bumpy escape, some people's clothes had already become dirty, with countless sweat and blood condensed on them, making them look extremely sloppy and decadent. But the man in front of him had only some dust on his clothes, and there was no sign of embarrassment on his face at all. It seemed as if this doomsday had nothing to do with him.
This is indeed the case. As a summoner, the dark elves do everything themselves, so there is no need for him to do anything.
The man's stern temperament was like a dividing line, dividing the world into two with the confused and bewildered state of the crowd.
Although I don't want to admit it.
But the fact is, the other party... is indeed different from ordinary people!