Chapter 1570

Depending on the effect of the magic, a fire is burning in front of Jennie. Jennie's almost frozen body is recovering a little bit.

At the same time, the dark green dragon is not idle. Two of its heads are devouring the dead elves nearby. The wounds on its body are rapidly recovering, and the broken flesh and blood are rapidly healing, as if the wounds never existed.

In a trance, I don't know if it's Jennie's illusion. She just feels that the dark green dragon's size is bigger than before, which brings her a stronger sense of oppression.

"Hey, I haven't gone back yet! What are you eating? Take me back soon

All of a sudden, a slightly dissatisfied female voice came to Janel. It was the dragon head that broke on the ground and spewed the breath of ice and frost.

"Do you know the right language?" Looking at the dragon head with the garland, Jennie gritted her teeth.

"Common language? This seems to be what the man mentioned when he taught us, saying that we can get higher scores! I learned very well

The broken dragon head leaps to the ground. It seems that she can't feel any pain at all. Turbid blood is flowing out of her neck, dyeing the nearby ground red.

Jennie frowned. She didn't understand what the monster was saying.

The experience of learning witchcraft also made Jennie see that this monster is extraordinary. It is not like an ordinary creature, but more like the strange creation of those witches. I don't know what level of witchcraft it is to create such a monster.

Gathering Mana from her body again, Jennie focuses on the broken dragon head with a garland.

Since the simple separation from the body can not take away the vitality of the dark green dragon, Jennie plans to start from the source and completely turn the dragon head into powder.

There is not much mana left in the body, but Jennie seems to have found a way to defeat the monster.

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"Lord Jennie..."

In the face of the icy breath of the dragon head, Sophie's body, as early as the first time, became stiff because of the cold, unable to make any action at all.

At that moment, Sophie only felt that her mind was vague and she could not think about anything at all. The temperature in her body was passing rapidly. It seemed that the only way to wait for her was to die in the cold.

Maybe it's an illusion. Under the extreme cold, what Sophie felt was not a kind of cold, but a kind of blazing hot, which was impossible.

However, the expected death did not come. When Sophie came back, she was no longer in the battlefield, but a place she had been to not long ago.

It's the top of a sentry tower. Nearby, it's full of burning black marks. Standing here, you can overlook the whole battlefield below, including the witch Jennie who is fighting with the green monster.

A warm breath came from the side of the tower. Sophie looked sideways and saw a figure she had never expected.

It was a red skinned humanoid with a hot body, but with the memory of the past, Sophie recognized his identity.

"Yves the hero! What are you doing here? " Looking at the red elf in front of him, Sophie said in surprise, "those jungle guardians all said that you are missing. No one knows where you are. Where have you been?"

"..." Sophie's words came from his ear. Eve's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything. Finally, he turned his head to one side and said slowly, "don't look at me like that..."

At this time, Sophie also noticed the abnormality of Eve's body. Her red skin, the heat flow from her whole body and the words of Lord Jennie made Sophie confirm something. She said in disbelief: "hero Eve, have you become a devil?"

"I don't want to either." The red elf sighed. He looked back at Sophie and tried to see the disgust in her eyes. "But as you can see, now I am a demon hated by all creatures and have to work for the demon king... You must hate me, just like I used to hate those Necromancers."

"It's not like that." Hearing Yves say that, Sophie immediately shook his head. "You saved me several times when I was in danger. Of course I don't hate you for that."

Then Sophie seemed to think of something.

Not long ago, when she was attacked by the necromancer aryen and nearly died, she felt the warm wind coming from afar. At that time, Sophie didn't care. She just thought she felt wrong. Now, I'm afraid the hero Yves was ready to help, but the crisis was finally resolved.

This discovery also surprised Sophie to cover her mouth. She didn't expect that everything she had done before was in her eyes.

"But I hate myself." After listening to Sophie's words, iver's expression did not improve. He said painfully, "not long ago, I was imprisoned by the devil in purgatory, and my thoughts went back to the night when the tragedy happened again and again."

"I asked myself many times why I was deceived by the necromancer? Why didn't you see through his disguise? It was my decision that led to the tragedy. " As he said this, Yves got excited. "If it hadn't happened, he would not have the power in the future, and the other creatures in Eli would not have fallen to the present situation..."

"You are a hero." Listening to iver's words, Sophie's eyes began to turn red. She comforted her by saying, "Lord Jennie said that heroes should march forward and should not be bound by the past."

"I'd rather not be a hero." Iver lowered his head and said slowly, "the mistakes I made have affected the creatures around me and killed my favorite spirit. Whenever I think back, I wish it was myself who died at that time..."

Sophie looked down. She could feel the pain in Eve's heart, but she heard the red elf continue to say:

"According to legend, the greatest light hero of the elves was born. He killed the evil Lich and defeated the powerful devil. His name spread all over the earth. All evil creatures would be frightened when they heard his name... I inherited his weapon, but I couldn't inherit his will. I couldn't even avenge those creatures who were killed by me, I'm not a hero at all... "

"It's not like that!"

Iver raised her head in surprise, and saw Sophie looking at herself firmly. Her eyes were tearful, but her eyes were so firm.