The Song of Gendaya

Silith was swiftly moving through the woods, she didn't care about the sharp thorns piercing her cheeks and arms, she just wanted to get back to where she started as soon as possible.

Soon she left behind the weird deadwood forest. She ran across a hillside, and the dilapidated stone house where Xia Erna lived was in the depression below the slope.

The miserable cry of crying came from here. What Xilice did not expect was that at this time, outside the fence of the small courtyard, I wonder when a four-horse horse-drawn black tent appeared. carriage. And several silhouettes in black cloaks are standing apart around the carriage.

An ominous premonition has already loomed over my heart, "Sharna...Sharna will not have an accident!" Silith muttered to the girl she was worried about, so Quickened the pace and ran down the mountain.

When Silith approached the stone house, she gradually realized that the cry was not from one person, it seemed to be the voice of many girls, and the source of the sound was in the black awning. in the carriage.

When she came to the carriage, two black clothed men with long-handled sickles and crow masks stopped in front of her.

"get out of my sight, cultist!" Xilith roared coldly, as she took advantage of the trend and drew her elven rapier from her waist.

"It's Elf Race! Old Guy is right!" A black clothed person said with a smile.

"I really didn't expect to meet Elf Race here, she is still a female elf." Another black clothed person also said.

And just as the two black clothed men were talking, other cultists wearing a black jacket also gathered around.

Silith saw that in addition to a few black clothed men who also wore pointed crow masks, there were also two men who also wore black cloaks and covered their entire faces under their hoods. The left side of their cloak is tattooed with the coat of arms of the Faratis group, and they both hold black staffs in their hands. They seem to be priests of the Faratis group.

"Sure enough, as Goode said, that Little Lass's heart is no longer in the heart of serving Evil God. She actually dared to collude with the elves outside." A man dressed as a sacrifice Said, his voice was hoarse and cold.

"Catch him up and sacrifice everything to Evil God!" Another priest also replied coldly.

"Don't even think about it, Evil God's running dog! I won't let you succeed!" Xilice coldly snorted, she rushed towards one of the priest-like men.

The man began to sing some kind of incantion, and the black Fireball was created invisibly and flew towards Xilith together.

The elven girl was forced to retreat again and again, and the cultists wearing the crow masks with sharp beaks rushed towards Silith with their sharp sickles.

"Dangdangdang"

Silith used a rapier to block, she obviously felt that the power of the cultists seemed to be greater than ordinary people, and she was very struggling to deal with it. After all, Elf Race never dealt with enemies with strength, but judging from their dexterity, they seemed to be well-trained and their speed was not below their own.

Gradually, Xilith’s disadvantages have been revealed. Even though her sword technique is outstanding, and she can deal with the attacks of three or four cultists at the same time, she can only keep blocking defenses, but there are few opportunities to attack.

And the priest of the Falatis Gods who she originally wanted to sneak attack is also constantly urging mana. He sometimes uses lightning or Fireball sneak attack to parry Silith, sometimes Chanting incantation enhances battle strength blessings for melee companions.

When Silith wanted to summon the four spirits of nature to come out and help, she found that her spiritual power seemed to be deliberately restrained.

She turned her attention to the priest who had been standing by and never joined the battle. She noticed that his bare skin was dark brown like dry wood.

Silith's heart slammed, the black clothed priest is clearly a dark Elf Race! The other party's control of spiritual power is obviously much higher than that of his own.

At the moment when she was distracted, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. A huge momentum lifted her to the sky and then fell heavily.

Silith felt dizzy and sore all over her body as if she fell apart. She wanted to get up, but it seemed that she was really weakened by a mountain on her body.

The chaotic voice is still in my ear, mixed with the wailing of girls and the terrifying laughter of men.

She was gasping, she could clearly smell the rotten scent of mud. The Venus in front of her slowly dissipated, and she saw that her rapier was not far away.

Can't give up, I want to continue fighting, Linde is still waiting for the antidote I bring back... Thinking of these Xiliths, she reaches out to reach her sword with all her strength.

Suddenly she felt a dark shadow obscuring the sunlight in front of her eyes, and when she turned around, a piercing pain spread in every cell of her body.

Her right hand, which only needs to reach the sword, is being trampled by a black leather boot. She made a heart-piercing cry, and the tears in her eye sockets have already flowed out. .

"Don’t step on it, soft skin and tender meat, Diouf... She is a high level tribute to Evil God!"

"Haha, I will I like watching the wailing voices of these delicate little girls!"

Silith gritted her teeth, although tears were rolling in her eyes. She saw another dark figure squatting in front of her and pinching her chin with two rough fingers. She felt the sharp nails plunge into her flesh like a dagger.

She raised her eyes to pay attention to the man, and saw an ugly and old face under the hood, long eyes, high-pointed nose, and those pointed ears as her own hiding. Under the hood.

"Dark Elf Race..."

"Hehe...Yes, we are servants of Evil God." The dark elf priest said coldly with a sneer, "Take her too Take it away, don’t hurt her again."

Silith felt that she had only one skin bag left. Two big guys framed her up and took everything from her. item, dagger, bow and arrow, and carrying bag with carry item.

And at this moment, Shana suddenly appeared in her vision.

She is slowly walking out of the stone house, her expression is very calm, it seems that she is mentally prepared for what is coming.

The little boy Frederick did not appear here, but her five-short and ugly "father" was with her, but this man’s face showed a disgusting arrogance. look.

When she saw Silith being picked up by two cultists, Charsa opened her mouth slightly, she was trying to control the expression on her face.

"Get in the car! Miss." A priest of the Falatis group opened the door of the black tent carriage and said politely to Shana.

Shanna just submissively nodded and got in.

Then Xilith felt like a dead dog dragged and thrown into the back of the carriage.

The light in the car is dim, and there is a strange smell that can't be explained. It seems to be mixed with sweat and some stinky smell, and the girl's crying makes her upset.

Silith felt that someone gently took her into her arms, and she opened her eyes slightly to see Shana's gentle and pretty face.

"You are so stupid, Silith...Why are you still coming back if you are gone..." Shanna asked gently

"I worry about you and Frederick So I came back." Silith said weakly.

"Hey...You really shouldn't come back, your friend is still waiting for you to go back...Do you know where we are going?" Xia Erna said quietly.

"I heard they said they would sacrifice us to Evil God."

"Hey..." Shanna looked up outside the car, "Our destination is darkness The capital, Karamus."