Crime and Punishment Chapter Two Crime and Punishment

The holy exorcist Wei'an led his exorcists to surround the City of Yunxiao from afar.

Each of these exorcists built a huge magic symbol on the ground in front of them. After a while, dozens of exorcists built a large magic circle surrounding the entire Yunxiao City.

The magic circle began to operate.

Roger immediately felt an indescribable breath blowing from the wind, disturbing the magic power in his body. He quietly increased his mental power slightly, blocking the breath in the wind outside.

"It seems that this is the true ability of the exorcist." Roger thought.

The large magic array constructed by the exorcist has a special effect of suppressing magic within a wide range. However, the way the magic array works is not a common suppression, but an interference. The aura of the magic array changes at all times. Within its range of action, all magic power will resonate with it and undergo corresponding deviations. Of course, there is no problem in normal times. At most, it will make the magicians feel a little uncomfortable in their bodies. However, when casting magic, the slight deviation of the magic power is enough to make a magic failure.

Within the range of this magic circle, the chance of magic failure is greatly increased. From another perspective, this is also equivalent to suppressing and suppressing magic.

Although the Druid warriors are elite and brave, the truly terrifying power in Yunxiao City is the elders who exist as spellcasters and a large number of high-level druids. Although there are many magicians on this side of the imperial army, most of them are good at auxiliary magic for battle formations. With Rockefeller and his more than 20 ice and snow mages alone, they are simply unable to fight with Druids.

Therefore, once the magic array of the entire Yunxiao City was completed, it was like cutting off one of Druid's arms.

Amid the sound of iron armor, more than ten teams of soldiers were reorganized and began to enter the City of Yunxiao. Each team of these soldiers was composed of several teams of sea god warriors, heavy-armored warriors of the Ice Legion, light-armored swordsmen, and dwarf slave warriors. Each team was equipped with at least two war priests and an ice and snow mage.

A moment later, the sound of fighting in Yunxiao City reappeared, but this time it was extremely tragic and lasting. Not long after, several warriors had already reported that they had broken through the first line of defense composed of warriors, beasts and magical mechanisms of the Druids, and began to penetrate deep into the center of Yunxiao City.

Alexander immediately ordered that a team of soldiers who had been ready to go, with a team of thousands of soldiers, went along the broken line of defense to the depths of Yunxiao City!

Among these warriors, there are many executed people and anti-tide whale guards who have already changed into ordinary warrior costumes.

After more than 10,000 new forces entered Yunxiao City, Druid's first line of defense collapsed in a blink of an eye. However, in the center of Yunxiao City, there were an amazing number of stone statue giants wandering back and forth. Under the cover of stone statue giants, high-level druids could perform magic calmly, although their magic failure rate was astonishing. However, once they succeeded, no matter whether it was the thorny rain or the scorching ray, they would immediately send more than ten imperial warriors to the realm of the God of Death.

However, Druid's happy time is short.

The dancing ink-colored wheel saw is like a night elves, weaving a series of landscape paintings of the night.

And the painter who is painting is enough to make all the scenery fade.

Her face was covered with ink armor, and she could only see her long, light golden hair fluttering in the breeze.

Her every move was indescribable elegance and beauty. It was no longer important to see her face, she herself was a symbol of beauty.

It is also a symbol of death.

The black figure swam among the stone statues and giants. The giant's stone fist flashed without any delay, and calmly dismembered the high-level druids one by one with a wheel saw.

Behind her was the Imperial Warrior like a tide.

I don’t know if it was because of her, the soldiers’ eyes were blood red, their roars were like thunder, and everyone was not afraid of death. From time to time, dwarf slave warriors shouted in their mouths with unknown curses, waving huge warhammers, and collided with their bodies into the stone statue giant!

The next moment, they often end their lives of blood and fire, and the reward they receive is a huge rock that fell on the body of a stone statue giant.

Druid's second line of defense was finally opened up. The roaring imperial warriors followed the dancing dark elves and entered the center of Yunxiao City.

When! This clear and gentle chant cannot tell whether it was from the light golden sword or from the ink-colored earth wheel saw.

A tall golden-armored warrior appeared in front of the dark elf. The long sword in his hand danced into a light golden light curtain, firmly blocking her way.

This is a tall and wide hall, which looks very suitable for use as a battlefield. At least Elves' huge body can be scattered freely. He held a giant sickle in each hand. He bypassed the dark elves and golden-armored warriors in the center. He rushed into the Imperial Warrior and chopped and slashed and killed!

The dark elf only felt that the blood in her body was boiling. The sad burning feeling made her extremely thirsty. The ink-colored wheel saw could not tell how many times it attacked, but it was blocked by the light golden sword.

She can no longer suppress the black flames in her soul!

The dark elf suddenly let out a crisp and sharp scream, and the wheel saw in his hand suddenly accelerated!

Countless metal collision sounds intertwined and merged, turning into a long and clear collision sound.

The sound was still echoing in the hall, the light golden sword had already flown into the air, and then suddenly exploded, and the tiny and sharp metal pieces splashed like rain.

The tall golden-armored warrior was shaking. His helmet had been gently removed by the Dark Elves.

The dark elf was pressing tightly behind the samurai, like a couple who would never be enough. Her slender hands were gently stroking the samurai's face, and the huge wheel saw in her right hand trembled slightly, leaving a trace of imperceptible blood on the samurai's throat.

Next, the dark elf gently put the golden armored warrior's completely powerless body to the ground.

At that moment, she saw his face clearly.

When! The huge wheel saw fell to the ground.

The dark elf knelt gently beside the warrior and took off his helmet tremblingly.

The magic pattern on her face, full of strange dark beauty, has not yet faded, but this has not damaged her unparalleled beauty at all.

Her light golden hair brushed across the warrior's face. He was still so handsome and resolute, just like when he was in the Green Sea.

A trace of anger flashed through his eyes, his eyes fell on the dark elf's face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his blood-lost lips.

His lips opened and closed slightly, and every move would cause a pool of tiny blood blisters to gush out from the wound in his throat.

The dark elf listened carefully before hearing the words he used all his strength to spit out:

"Fengdie...you are still...so beautiful..."

"Rafi..."

Looking at his eyes that had lost their spirits, Feng Die didn't know which Feng Die he saw in the moment?

Is it the elf girl riding a white tiger back then?

Or is it the dark elf who controls the death wheel saw now?

There were no tears in her eyes, her pupils were clear and turbid. Her thoughts were also in extreme chaos. The past, which had been sealed in the depths of memory for a long time, surged up from time to time, and burst out like bubbles on the sea.

A faint black mist suddenly enveloped Fengdie. The strong dark aura immediately enhanced the power of the dark curse. The various pictures that Fengdie saw in his memory broke one by one and gradually disappeared into the depths of consciousness.

"Pity, kid, wake up from the darkest nightmare!" An old voice suddenly sounded, and then a light green light column fell from the sky, covering the lost wind butterfly.

"Stop!" Roger's roar suddenly came from the entrance of the hall!

The light green light temporarily suppressed all the dark power on Feng Die. Under the powerful magic of Elder Druid, Feng Die turned back to the pure elf in the green sea.

Although it was only a brief moment.

All the past flashed through her heart like lightning and thunder...

She looked at the fighters around her, the elder Druid, who seemed to be unable to walk on the other side of the hall, looked at Elves, the roaring battle, and Roger, who was trying to rush towards her at the entrance of the hall.

Feng Die lowered her head and saw the warrior in front of her knees again. A last smile was still hanging on his lips.

She took off the pure gold handguard on her right hand, revealing her slender hand like ice and snow. Each fingertip was dotted with a piece of nail dyed dark purple.

She smiled sadly.

That tail finger passed silently from the ice-cold throat...

Feng Butterfly, the most beautiful elf in the green sea, finally fell on her former lover.

Roger rushed to Fengdie's side and stared at the elves who seemed to be asleep. There was only a faint black line on Fengdie's neck, and even a drop of blood had not yet oozed out.

Every piece of her nail has not only sharpness, but also unparalleled poison.

Under Druid's natural purification, all the dark powers in her body were suppressed, and the pure and weak body of the elf could no longer resist such a poison.

"Why..." Roger's eyes were blood red. He stared at the old Druid on the other side of the hall and asked in a low voice: "Why do you want to dispel my dark mist!"

Old Druid looked at the eternal sleeping Fengdie and Rumsfeld with regret, and sighed heavily: "They have restored the sanctity and elegance of the elves. For them, this is a good ending..."

"It's not your ghostly natural purification, she won't commit suicide at all!" Roger roared.

"Dieting in freedom and awakening is better than losing and sinking in the darkness for a lifetime!" Elder Druid said slowly.

Roger grinned and said, "You are killing people and making tricks... It's great!"

After a pause, Roger suddenly shouted: "Then give me death in freedom and sanity!"

He suddenly picked up Fengdie's ink-colored wheel saw and threw all his strength against the ground!

The wheel saw flew forward, making a shrill sound, and its momentum was extremely fierce and evil, completely different from the feeling of being as light as nothing in Fengdie's hands.

All objects on the route of the wheel saw, whether they were stone pillars, weapons or human legs, were silently cut in half. The martial arts masters with extremely agile reactions were already scared to jump up one after another. Elder Druid was far away, but he had to jump high into the sky as he looked at the black light gradually extending around the wheel saw.

A silver light flashed in Roger's eyes, and a powerful spiritual impact hit Elder Druid in the air!

Elder Druiyi groaned, and thin blood lines shot out from his ears and noses, and his body obviously lost control. But he was Elder Druiyi with deep magic power, and losing control was only a very short matter. He knew that the situation was not good. He was about to cast an instant magic shield, and a magic missile strengthened from the black flames of the demon world had been attached to the tip of his nose!

One after another, the enhanced magic missile condensed and flew out beside Rogge. Under the impact and burning of countless missiles, Elder Druid's helpless body kept throwing it away in the air, getting higher and higher, and finally it was pasted on the top of the hall!

A large flame pillar of the Demon Realm quietly appeared in the hall.

After the flame column dissipated, only a charred human figure remained on the top of the hall.

Without waiting for Roger to order, several elves warriors stepped forward and helped Fengdie's body up. They saw Rumsfeld's body again and couldn't help but hesitate.

Roger did not look back. He was silent for a moment, but said, "Take it back!", and then walked through the hall and disappeared at the other end of the passage.

The imperial warriors rushed into the hall like a tide, and there were dozens of wind and frost dragon warriors inside.

Only Elves was left in the hall fighting alone. Amid his roar, the roar of pain was gradually increasing.

Roger walked along a long corridor. At the end of the corridor was a gorgeous and elegant gate.

He stood in front of the gate for a moment, kicking down the four-meter-high gate.

Behind the door is the central hall of Yunxiao City.

The hall is extremely magnificent. Among the halls that Roger saw in his life, the only one of the Lich Elgra's halls is a little larger than here.
To be continued...