Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 405 The Monster in the Storm
Aris subconsciously looked in front of him, saw the half-elf boy standing in front of him, and breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

"I thought you rushed up, half-elf." Aris said, and then stretched out his hand to scratch the side of his head—why did he subconsciously think that this half-elf would recklessly follow Saxon up?

But when he turned his attention to standing on the top of the cliff again, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face quickly became gloomy: "Bernard, why did he come so early in the morning?"

"Bernard?" Cyril thought for a while, but couldn't find the name corresponding to this elf.

"Bai Song, Bernard, he killed his elder brother and became the successor of their clan." Aris said succinctly, "But as a big clan, Bai Song often chooses to appear in the last position. How could..."

It is not surprising that there are brutal intra-clan struggles among the elves, and it is normal for large clans to play in the back position.Cyril noticed that there was no sound around him, and only the sound of the rainstorm was left in a blink of an eye.

And the conversation between the two on the top of the cliff.

"Glory from the laurel crown of the elves, the will of the sword of the elves will never die, loyal follower of Nora, Bernard."

The priest still nodded blankly, and then said: "The beacon is still in the forest below, pass..."

His voice stopped suddenly, and then he took two steps forward, and suddenly reached the sharpest corner of the cliff. Most of his body fell outside, and he only supported his body on the sharp corner of the cliff with a little effort. .The violent wind and rain seemed to tear him apart, the long robe was soaked by the rain, and the strong wind blew away his hood, revealing his pointed elf ears, and his long light golden and white hair. hair.

He held the big bow tightly, and raised his head as if sniffing deeply. After a while, he retreated silently, put on the hood again, and then handed the big bow into Bernard's hands with both hands, again Standing quietly on the side of the cliff.

"What happened?" Aris looked bewildered—nature priests usually don't do anything out of line during the Wind Festival. They represent Nora's eyes, watching everything silently, just like that natural priest. His behavior seemed to be "punished" by the Temple of Nature.

Discussions also sounded among the elves, including the elves watching in the back row.Another natural priest walked quickly to the side of the priest, and the two whispered a few words.

But when Bernard walked forward with his bow in hand, all the discussions disappeared.

The longbow stood upright, and the turquoise strings lit up with the movement of the bow. Bernard steadily opened the longbow. The turquoise light was far brighter and more stable than that of Saxon.

He seemed to be holding the longbow quite easily, feeling the breath of nature, and then he was the first to let go before his arms could no longer hold the longbow, but he saw that the arrow was like a shooting star, and got into the rain in an instant.

There is no doubt that this arrow is better than the Saxon shot--

After a few breaths, the natural priest raised his drooping head and reported his result: "Hit the edge."

"Nora." Bernard handed back the longbow with both hands, and then walked back among the elves with his head held high, looking far more energetic than Saxon.

The cheers of the white pine elves behind him were ignored by Cyril, and he looked at Aris, who looked solemn and clenched his hands tightly.

Noticing that Cyril was looking at him, he glanced at Cyril with some dissatisfaction, turned his back, turned back after a few seconds, and sighed: "I know what you want to ask, in this weather can you Hitting the beacon is already a very good achievement."

He calmed down, and then calmly said: "Qingsong Saxon, Baisong Bernard, Yingteng Gelu, I can compare with Saxon in shooting skills, but I am far inferior to the other two."

Although his tone was calm, it was not difficult to hear the frustration in it.However, the half-elf boy in front of him didn't buy it at all. Instead, he said in a relaxed tone: "Didn't you tell your people that you want to take five flowers back?"

"Did Misha tell you that you can't comfort people?" Aris' expression froze, and he glared at Cyril dissatisfied, "I was joking with my tribe, which means that I have a good relationship with my tribe..."

"Okay, four items, if you want to get flowers, there are plenty of opportunities. Don't care about the gains and losses at this moment." Cyril interrupted him, "It doesn't mean that you are not good at archery, Aris, for you, I will give you four word."

"Four words?" Aris showed a curious look.

And Cyril turned around and looked in the direction of the cliff: "The third one is coming."

"You!" Aris was so angry that he wished he could kick Cyril off the cliff. People who are half-talking are the most annoying-but he had to hold back his temper at this time, and focused his eyes on the man who walked out of the elf. , The person walking towards the cliff ahead.

The man was tall, tall and thin, but the most attractive thing was his hair color—compared with Aris' unusual golden red, or Jenny's pink gold, he was simply blood-orange long hair.If it weren't for those pointed elf ears, people probably wouldn't think he was an elf—in fact, his father seemed to be a half-elf, but he returned to the forest and was lucky to marry a beautiful elf woman .

And the unique ethos of the Shadowvine clan accepted his father's return and treated him equally—even if they were Clary elves.

But his reputation is even louder than Aris and Janice: from the Shadow Vine clan, known as the "Phantom Walker" Gru by later generations.

At the same time, he is also the most outstanding elf archer in the entire 1400s.

And his most outstanding deed is that he brought back an entire tribe of fallen elves from the Black Forest alone, and trained them into his own elite—the most terrifying shooter army in the entire continent, phantom shooters.

Cyril has already heard remarks such as "Saxon, Bernard, and Gru, these three people are rushing to make a move, what should we do" - invitations to the Mufeng Festival are distributed to everyone fairly. An elf clan that still has the tree of life, but they are still strong and weak among each other.

In fact, the vast majority of them have not obtained the strength of even a Mufenghua, but it is the goal of many clans to be able to show some affinity for nature in the competition, and thus to win the favor of the Temple of Nature.

Cyril quietly stared ahead, every moment when an elf opened his bow was an opportunity for him to feel what it means to "resonate with nature".He has already felt some inexplicable fluctuations from Bernard, but what kind of inspiration can the most outstanding elf shooter of this era give him?
The torrential rain remained the same, and even intensified, causing the huge tree of life above his head to whimper, as if there were some monsters hiding in the wind and rain that wanted to invade the giant tree.

At this time, Gru had already walked in front of the priest, he bowed his head slightly, and was about to salute like the first two elves and announce his name, but he suddenly turned his head and looked at the wind and rain outside the cliff .

At the same time, there were two priests standing still on the cliff who raised their heads, and then they all uttered a low voice:

"Black Forest? The Black Forest is spreading?"

Cyril clearly caught the word in his ears, but then he heard a loud "boom", as if some barrier had been broken - just now he was looking at the world under the tree of life from the cliff The torrential rain was suddenly swept up by the strong wind, like a waterfall pouring suddenly, all of it splashed onto the cliff with a clatter!
"The protective barrier of the tree of life is broken!"

Aris' expression changed drastically, but before he could make a move, the torrential rain had already soaked him to the bone.The ensuing hurricane almost blew him away——

Few of the elves were able to maintain an elegant posture in such a situation, and most of the elves simply hugged each other to prevent them from slipping and falling off the cliff.

"Damn it, Jenny, how are you? Adrian, what about you?" Aris pulled out a long sword from his waist and stuck it on the ground, stabilized his figure, and asked loudly, spitting out the rain in his mouth.

"I'm fine." Immediately came Jenny's reply - at this moment, she could faintly see a turquoise air barrier in the palm of her hand, enveloping her and her followers.But that doesn't mean she's doing well—her veil has been blown away, and her tiny face is extremely pale.

"Adrien... Nora, what are you doing... Bah! What are you doing!"

As soon as Aris spoke, he screamed out, which made him drink another sip of rainwater, and he almost disrespected Nora in his words-but the key point was the half-elf, who was as angry as himself just a second ago The heavy rain was drenching, but at this moment, the half-elf boy squatted and walked steadily towards the tip of the cliff!

Cyril lowered his figure, listening to the numerous chaotic sounds of rain engulfed in his ears by the wind technique, but what he cared more about at this moment was the sound of "cracking" constantly coming from a distance——

what is that soundIs it the sound of wood snapping, or?
The rogue's experience made him immediately choose the posture that is most suitable for operating in harsh weather. The frantic rain curtain was passed layer by layer by him, and soon the covered cliff tip appeared in his sight again. ——

But at the tip of the cliff, the clothes of the two natural priests and Gru were all soaked, their hoods had been blown off long ago, and their hair was wet in strands, messily sticking to their faces.

However, the three figures stood resolutely in the wind and rain, motionless.Gru, who was caught between the two natural priests, even held the elven bow "Didus" in his hand, but the longbow hadn't been erected or opened yet, as if he was still quietly waiting for something. .

And the hands of the two natural priests stretched out their hands towards the front, and the rich magic power converged on their hands. In an instant, the prototypes of two huge ancient trees were constructed, and the natural magic power was frantically filling them.The moment Cyril stepped into the close range of the three of them, the two natural priests pushed out their hands at the same time——

The huge ancient tree flew forward lightly, and then seemed to take root in the air.The turquoise branches spread rapidly, expanding rapidly in the blink of an eye, filling the entire space in front of the four of them.

In an instant, the torrential rain that had just slapped on the faces of the few people disappeared, and the strong wind could not touch the few people again——

The barrier outside the tree of life was repaired by two natural priests.

And they also noticed Cyril's "break-in".When all this was done, one of the natural priests turned around. The elf face that did not look old was full of seriousness. Nothing less.

"Disrespectful, why did you come forward? Do you want to take the opportunity to interfere with Gru's natural resonance?"

He drank in a low voice, and his dissatisfaction with Cyril's failure to follow the crowd to salute could still be heard in his words.

"No, respected Nora's servant." Cyril glanced at the storm that was completely isolated from the outside, and said in a deep voice: "I heard the weeping of the forest, they are being broken in the middle."

"The black forest is spreading, half-elf, go back to your position." The natural priest's expression softened a little, as if he realized that Cyril was not here to make trouble, and the attitude of Cyril's words also made him finish his efforts just now. he is satisfied.

However, Cyril did not retreat, but said more firmly: "No, this is not the voice of the Black Forest spreading. The Black Forest's invasion of the forest lies in 'replacing'. They will not break the forest, they will make the forest turn against it. and darkness. And what I hear is the sound of snapping—"

"You want to say that the Black Forest didn't spread, and we made a mistake in our judgment?" Another natural priest snorted coldly, "What qualifications do you have to question those who disrespect Nora?"

"I don't deny it, but this means that maybe what we are facing is not a simple black forest spread. I hope that the Temple of Nature can send people immediately..." Cyril still stood firmly, speaking at a gentle speed speak clearly.

However, his steady posture aroused the dissatisfaction of the natural priest, and he shouted loudly: "Enough, half-elf, say it again, back off, or cancel the clan you belong to—"

"He was right."

The sound of natural sacrifices came to an abrupt end.

Cyril raised his head, and what he saw was Gru, who had been standing with a bow and facing forward, as if he had abandoned all their conversations behind him.

At this time, he turned his cheeks sideways. His profile was not as perfect as that of ordinary elves, but it had an unusual determination. It made people think of the knights of the kingdom, and the guards running in the snow in the northern border.

"What he said is right, there is indeed something moving." Gru emphasized again, and then raised the longbow in his hand.

The turquoise light lit up the moment he raised his hand, and then he set the arrow and opened the bow extremely swiftly, and the whole movement was smooth and smooth—and what was even more astonishing was that he didn't even make any effort to open the bow. He stopped, but saw the longbow raised slightly, and then he let go of his hand!

"Zheng!"

The long arrow is off the string!

The cyan arrow pierced through the sky like a shooting star, and the bright tail light was still clearly visible in the heavy rain.Just when everyone was amazed at Gruna's excellent natural resonance and shooting skills, the cyan streamer suddenly disappeared.

It's gone.

As if being eaten by someone, it completely disappeared over the forest.

(End of this chapter)