I Captivate the Player

"I can understand your hatred for each other, so for you to join forces... what is needed is not love, but fear."

"As for arresting me?"

Irene saw the man suddenly smiled, very proud and confident, which made people very uncomfortable.

As if there must be nothing they could do against him.

Irene understood what Chen Ye meant, and she immediately sneered: "So you are a traitor of the elves, a lackey sent by the humans of the empire? Did you give your daughter to the humans in order to speak for the human empire?" noble?"

"Disgusting."

Chen Ye just laughed when he heard this. He is not an elf at all, and this kind of ridicule is useless.

"You can try to arrest me... Actually, I could not have talked to you."

The elves present all felt a sense of dizziness, and they saw the mysterious man pull out a purple sphere from his arms.

this purple sphere

Irene suddenly felt a sense of drowsiness, which was so intense that it felt as heavy as a cat lying on the back of her neck, which made her almost fall asleep on the spot.

She understood that this must be the effect of a spell, and immediately bit the tip of her tongue tightly, hurting herself, and kept awake through the pain.

Tongue oozes blood.

"Grab him!" Erin yelled.

The secret "Forest Walker", "Sharp Archer", "Magic Swordsman" and other elite combat powers have all shot, and the level of these people is not weak among the aborigines.

But no one has surpassed level [-] in the silver level judgment.

Invisible daggers, flashing arrows, enchanted flame swords, every elite warrior launched an attack, but their attacks all passed through the man's body.

No one hurt Chen Ye in the slightest, and people couldn't help thinking that he might be a phantom.

"I guess, can we talk now?" he said.

"Humph."

Irene sneered, she has more than [-] years of mage experience, and she will not be scared by such a small spell.

She mocked, "You despicable mage, do you think you can do whatever you want with this level of magic? Too stupid."

"I can see that you are not a phantom, you just avoided the attack in some way."

"And the force of nature is something you cannot resist and dodge."

Irene stretched out a finger, emitting a faint green fluorescent light from the fingertips.

She used the nature spells of the elves.

The spells of the elves are special. The natural spells are special spells handed down by the great god of nature. They don't need to rely on magic power, but are cast through the power of nature.

The elves even have an inexplicable advantage because of natural magic. They say that not every universe has magical power, but wherever there is life, there is natural power.

So natural spells are superior to ordinary spells.

But... in fact, not every universe has life.

"assimilation."

Assimilation is a relatively high-ranking nature spell. It can allow the force of nature to directly erode the body of the enemy, and gradually turn the body of the subject into a plant.

Occasionally, nobles of the elves use this spell for euthanasia.

Urged by Irene, the power of nature began to spread in Chen Ye's body. Bright red flowers bloomed on his arms, snow-white fruits grew on his chest, and it seemed like a botanical garden opened in his body.

This force keeps eroding, and it will eventually turn Chen Ye into a tree.

Irene felt very strange that this man did not make any resistance, but smiled calmly at herself.

"You will regret your choice."

Irene was slightly taken aback, thinking that the other party was going to make some big moves.

But then she saw that the man's face gradually became a part of the tree, so that his head would be eroded by the forces of nature...he was dead.

Successful.

She breathed a sigh of relief, she succeeded so easily, which was actually a bit beyond Irene's expectation.

The opponent is not as powerful as he thought.

But this man, why was he so calm in the end?Why do you have to speak harshly at the end?Is it just plain stupid?

Although it was not very clear what was going on, Irene checked again and found that the other party was completely dead.

"It seems that I think too much."

No, compared to saying death, a better way to say elves is... to be one with nature, and Irene suddenly felt that she was a little bit cheaper than her opponent, and didn't let him die at the pain point.

She was very cautious and decided to let her men whip the corpse.

"You took his body out, chopped it all up, burned it to ashes with fire, poured part of it into the river, and buried part of it in the ground."

That was the end of the matter.

The corpse was whipped thoroughly enough that Irene didn't believe that he could still come back to life.