Game of the World Tree

"Desperate squirrel? Desperate god?"

Listening to the words of the elves, the players face their faces.

The Elf Sairna is biting his teeth:

"That is a kind of evil spirits near Maple Leaf collar in the past few years, and He claims to be desperate god, very much like to introduce other wisdom creatures into despair, turning into a horrible monster, which is this desperate squamerrane ..."

"That is, Him, lures our companions, so that it is degraded, and finally let Maple Leaf-led border Bo, leading to the destruction of us!"

"Evil?"

I heard this word, players in my heart.

"Evil?"

Merrell squinted slightly.

"I smelled a breath that I hated."

It said with his teeth, and there is a bit uncomfortable between words.

The elf is called a dead monster, after the appearance, the breath is constantly rising.

Until the peak of silver, it is slow to stop ...

The perfect pressure of the passer, let the players are cold and not secret.

Even Merrell, the eyes are gradually serious.

"Hey ... This is a little, how do I feel a little familiar."

Feel the monster's evil and dark breath, as well as the like to be directly deterred to the body's pressure, and I have already jumped down the Dragon's Demasia hit a cold and self-speaking.

And his side, Li Mu looked at the black scale, some uncertainty:

"It's a bit like it, feeling like Merrell."

"Lying! Really!"

Demasya glanced, and then couldn't help but look at Merrell with other players.

"Hey! Hu said!"

Merreger glared at them, and then roaring, rushed to the desperate squirrel.

One dragon is blamed, suddenly turned together.

However, the two sides just fight, and people unexpectedly occurred.

Players were shocked, after Merrell began with the monsters, there was a smooth black breath, started from the desperate squirrel, constantly moving towards it!

With the erosion of this black breath, Merrell seems to have become very irritated.

It has gradually become red, and the breath is getting more and more intense, and the expression is getting more and more.

Just even the old dragon, I gradually ... I seem to have a confusing taste.

"Wait ... this ... this is not too strong ..."

"Is Xiao Blacklong erosion by the other party?"

Players have missed it.

Xiao Xiao face changed:

"Merrell, leave the big guy!"

However, Black Dragon Merrell seems to be lost ingredients, only know how to grow, continue to be with monsters.

The more beaten, the more confusing the breath is it.

Even the most dull players also see that Merrell is suffering from the corrosion of the other party!

"Merreell!"

They are anxious.

At this time, suddenly, a soft holy light blooms from Menren's body ...

"Purification ..."

Focus on, everyone in the scene seems to hear a majestic sacred female voice.

Players first stunned, then they went:

"Is the voice of the goddess!"

"Haha! Goddess!"

"I will say it! If I don't want to remember, the goddess, but I collected my pet, how could it make it lose!"

I heard their name, the surrounding elves were angry:

"Female ... Goddess?"

However, part of the elves headed by Syrona, but the feelings have become unexpected.

Like the sun in the winter, it is like a long sun, accompanied by the , .

The strong sacred breath and life are spread. In an instant, all people who come into contact feel clearly clear, and the body's injury and fatigue disappear ...

The Shengguang is in the grass, and the grass is buds, flowers everywhere.

The little black dragon that was originally covered by black breath, and his eyes gradually became clear ...

The most eye-catching, it is desperate squirrel.

In the case of ice cubes, I saw this horrible monster suddenly began to tremble, and there was countless sarcomas again, and the darkness continued to turn, and the sound of the sound ...

I saw it issued a painful scream, and the whole body crashed.

Under the shining of the holy light, the desperate squash black scorpion has broken, and it is flying as a gray, and the huge body is constantly melting.

The black flesh and blood is constantly done, and ultimately under the illumination of the rays, it is empty.

Everything is restored between the eyes.

Only the flowers and greens of the same place, and the small black dragons standing in the land.

Looking at this scene of miracles, feeling some kind of power contained in the Shengguang, the original spirit has become a little exciting:

"This power is ... this power is ..."

"Yes ... The power of life! This is definitely the power of life! It is the power of true God!"

The elderly elf said excited.

When they said, they act on the spot and prayed towards flowers green grass ...

Saulina has grown up his eyes.

She consciously grabbed his mouth, looked at the green grass, looked at the light green photons that had not been completely dissipated, and the expression was excited. After a while, I was looking forward to it for a while, while afraid.

Gradually, her body suddenly began to tremble:

"This is ... this is ..."

"This is the power of the mother."

A gentle female voice took the time she didn't finish.

Syrona took a satisfaction and then saw a high picking of a priest skirt.

The golden long hair, the green scorpion, the exquisite facial features and always a gentle expression ... is a natural saint, Alice.

"Sairna, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Alice looked at Syrona and smiled and said.

"Alice ?! is you! Are you still alive ?!"

Syrona is also a surprise.

She looked at Alice, looked at the sacrificial skirt on her body, and looked at the players who were starting to find something (dropped equipment) around, and then looked at the direction of the holy light disappeared ... ...

In the end, her voice is finally excited:

"Is it ... Is it ... this is true ?!"

Alice does not explain much more.

She just painted a tree symbol that made the elves in her chest, and said with sincerity:

"The mother god ... returned."

After that, she opened her embrace, and the power of faith was condensed into a splendid Shengguang behind her:

"Go home, my sister, go home, my compatriots ..."

She looked at these compatriots saved by players, smiling.

For a time, more than a hundred elves were on the spot.