Of course Sundar couldn't escape. She is different from me. She is just a coward!
The kid was knocked flying, and the words she was mumbling were as fragmented as the blood she spurted out.
But she didn't hit the ground hard, because a ball of dark shadow energy supported her.
"Lord of Shadow, he is your sacrifice!" As Xavius waved his right hand, slender tentacles grew out of the energy, and the night elf kid was tightly tied up and sent to Satyr The "spring" that I just climbed out of.
call---
Almost at the same moment, Shadow Fire emerged from it.
The cold and hot flames licked Sundar's legs, causing her to scream in pain and twisting her whole body into fishbone braids!
"Ah!!!! Help! Lord Feng Ge! Help me! Ah!!!!" She struggled in vain, big tears flowed from her frightened eyes, and they were evaporated in an instant.
Soon, she lowered her head, the light in her eyes disappeared, and darkness replaced it.
A dead blackness.
"You bastard!" I couldn't help shouting angrily, "You killed her?! How could you kill a child?!" I bent my arms hard, but I couldn't get rid of the shadow energy. I escaped from the tentacles, which made me flutter even more violently!
"How could I kill such important... nourishment?" Xavius glanced at me and said with a sinister smile.
"You regard her as nourishment?! She is a living life! Many years ago, you and she were from the same ethnic group!"
"Hmph, many years ago, when they, no, you! When you betrayed the Queen and betrayed me, you are no longer worthy of being called my people!" Sartre responded coldly, "Don't worry, it will be your turn soon. It’s your turn!” As he said that, he ignored me and stood in front of the black mud “fountain” burning with shadow fire, and began to recite the incantation silently in an obscure word that I had never heard of before.
The winds of magic are howling.
The wizarding world is shaking.
In a daze, those shadow fires seemed to become darker.
They licked tirelessly on the back of the little elf Luolu's hand, leaving black streaks. Those markings slowly grew and extended into her tightened cuffs.
With every extension, Sundar's expression became more desperate and twisted.
"...Mom...Mom..." She moved her lips and moaned painfully.
She is indeed not dead, but maybe she might as well be.
If my guess is correct, that bastard Xavius is letting her experience terrible nightmares, one after another, over and over again, and the cycle is endless, and she can't get rid of it! Just like...just like what Kazak and Maggie did to old man Tanis!
Sure enough, as the nightmare grew, the shadow fire became more and more intense.
They roared up to the elf girl's face, causing her dark purple hair to fly upside down!
"Mom...Mom...don't...Mom! Mom!!!" She seemed to have encountered something extremely painful. She closed her eyes and screamed, and then burst into tears.
In an instant, the black stripes were like branches of life, quickly climbing up her neck and blooming on her face.
At this moment, her situation was exactly the same as Ilsalaine!
No.
no the same.
Extremely thick black mucus seeped out from the black lines on her body, and condensed drop by drop into shiny round water droplets, suspended around the flames, emitting a stench stronger than black mud!
"It's time." Unexpectedly, I heard Xavius murmur.
He stretched out the sharp claw of his left hand and scratched deeply into the palm of his right hand. Suddenly, scarlet pus fell into the roaring shadow fire like a broken bead.
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The deep purple fire swirled, and the edges of the tongues of fire seemed to be dyed with pus, outlining a strange vertical magic pattern.
And those magic lines made the shadow tentacles restraining Sundar twist uncomfortably, and black smoke came out.
Suddenly, a dark crack suddenly opened in the magic pattern. In the dim crack, Nordrassil, who was covered with mold, could be vaguely seen!
I couldn't help but widen my eyes, watching those foul-smelling black water droplets float into the cracks, causing the World Tree to be corroded into black holes again.
"Poor Thunder Fist boy, will he cry after seeing this?!" Xavius grinned maliciously, "These nutrients are much more powerful than that poor purification circle, and... Everywhere!"
The nourishment he talks about is the nourishment of nightmare corruption, right? !
Since the soul can be used to create corruption in this way, then...
So, what should I do? !
I don’t want to be captured alive by that damn Sartre and turned into food!
Biting my lip, I looked at Xavius who continued to recite the mantra attentively, and then at the "big baby" stuck in the sand not far away, and began to move towards that direction with all my strength, even if the tight rope held me back. My arms and waist were bleeding and I didn’t give up!
Close!
Closer!
I have to get that dagger!
It has a terrible magic attached to it that might kill me!
I am just a trace of consciousness now. If it is extinguished, my soul should be able to wake up, and then I will quickly return to the soul body.
In short, I will never let Xavius capture my soul!
But just as I was sweating profusely and trying to move, a cleft hoof suddenly kicked the "big baby" far away. Then, a sharp claw grabbed my shoulder armor and pulled me hard. Straighten your chest.
"Tanith Windsong," an ugly, oozing face broke into my field of vision. He sneered, with cruel curves at the corners of his mouth, "Oh, you despicable fisherman! The look of fear on your face is worthy of your truth." !”
"Your face may only match kodo poop!"
Those words made his scarlet eyes narrow slightly, and his sharp claws almost pierced my carotid artery, and I couldn't help but straighten my neck.
But after a while, he didn't do anything, but curled up the corners of his darkened mouth, "...How can I let you be freed so happily?" He dragged me by my shoulder armor and lifted me up from the sand, " Since you are here, the arrogant Kazak and the stupid Maggie must have made a mistake... We have to think of a way to make them and you less happy..."
"I also want to give you a less pleasant way." Straightening my back again, I suddenly tilted my head and blew hard on the fishbone braid hanging in front of my face.
call---
A cloud of blinding white smoke flew out of it, heading straight for Xavius.
No one knows what it is, but it’s so unexpected!
At that moment, Xavius suddenly tilted his head back, immediately let go of me, and took several steps back warily.
