Violet and the Thorn Bird

Chapter 57 The Nightmare Reappears

Gal was swinging in mid-air, and Borg had been dragged more than ten meters away.Gal's weight provided convenience for the vines, and they swung Gall easily, and he was as light as an elf.The feeling of swinging in the air was very uncomfortable, the vines became tighter and tighter, and Gal's arm was strangled.

"Surprise..." Gal hissed, he opened the eyes of the Demon King, and saw the dense blue lines flowing quickly under the snow, like countless accelerated streams.Garr suddenly realized, and he shouted to Borg in a daze, "These are elves' defensive vines! What's the matter with them?"

Borg's toes got stuck in the gap of the dead tree, and the vines dragged him to the branch of the horizontal bar. Borg stretched out his arm and used the branch to turn over suddenly.The vines immediately tightened, holding on to Borg's ankles, the flames rushed up along the vines, and then it loosened and flinched as if frightened.Looking around from here, vines have covered the snow, swimming like snakes, swarming.

The flames "bang" exploded around, and they shrank back in unison.Even the vines shaking Gal shrank back, Gal turned over and landed firmly, shaking his head stimulated by the feeling of spinning around.

Belle chased after the vines, sniffed something as it circled the trees, backed away with a low whimper, and ran back behind Borg's legs.

"Who?" The elf with a light bow leaned out of the tree trunk to look over, pointed the arrow at Borg, and said indifferently, "Get out of here! Humans, this is the territory of elves. Are you spies of the Greens?"

"Friend." Gal raised his hand, "Your news is too late. We and the elves are friends, just passing by."

"No." He was as cold as ice, "I haven't seen you. Back off, put your hands on your head and leave quickly, my last warning."

"It's a bit far from the Kubi River." Borg said, "When did the elves have such a vast territory?"

"Now this place is under the control of the elves." The other party moved his feet and approached with a bow posture. "The smell of humans makes me very unhappy. You'd better give a reasonable explanation. Far away from the riverside is not the place for you to come, you are not welcome here Humanity."

"The last time I saw you," Gal said, "is much more gentle and gentle than this moment. We faced the forest crisis together a few days ago, don't you know?"

"Don't try to sway my judgment with sweet words." He stared at Borg, "Your breath makes me feel familiar. You have been here many years ago, and I have forgotten who you are, but the reaction of my body tells me that it must not be Pleasant memory, you are dangerous to elves."

"Go see a doctor if your memory deteriorates." Borg looked unfriendly, "You've got the wrong person."

"I trust my sense of smell." The opponent's bowstring made a slight tense sound, "I remember your eyes like a wild dog, and I recalled it. It's you, Stoke Xiago. You still look the same Young, did you obtain the secret of eternal youth by taking the heart of the Demon King?"

"I said." Borg raised his hand and held the scabbard, "You've got the wrong person."

"A sophistry man." He said indifferently, "I've changed my mind, I won't let you run away again."

The vines rushed forward, the slender arrow left the string and fingers, the sharp tearing sound hurt the ears, and the arrow flew into the eyes.The moment Borg's scabbard touched the arrow's edge, the air around him seemed to be spinning and breaking through, and the force even caused the scabbard to be drilled out of the deep hole, shaking Borg's jaw with pain.But it didn't end there, the two arrows that followed precisely hit a gap, and the scabbard let out a cry of unbearable gravity.The elf swings the vines lightly and climbs up the branches, moving nimbly among the intertwined dead branches.The guy's eyesight was terrific, and no matter how he moved, the arrows would find Borg exactly.

The dull bangs continued one after another, and Borg caught them steadily, but they were also annoying.This kind of highly mobile interference combat can easily make people irritated. The moment the elf tried to jump off the branch again, the flames rushed up from the bottom of his feet, throwing him off the snow in burning pain.The elf's reaction was quick, but Borg was faster, and the moment he fell to the ground, the flames engulfed him violently, and Borg's scabbard hit his neck and pressed against his cheek.

"Run," Borg wiped out the flames. "Who are you saying that to?"

The scabbard was pressing on his neck, and the elf was holding on to the scabbard under the pressure of the flames. He couldn't breathe well, and coughed intermittently.

"Stoke...Xia...Ge..." He frowned with difficulty, unable to breathe under the pressure.

Borg's strength increased, watching his beautiful face gradually turn red from not being able to breathe.The soles of his feet made random marks on the snow, his eyes were wide open, and he was about to suffocate.

"Borg!" A voice suddenly came from the sky, "Let him go. The long sleep made him forget Xia Ge's face. Guarding here is his only wish. Please give him one last chance."

"Borg..."

"That's Borg!"

"It's Borg!"

The small discussions of the elves rustled with that call. They peeped here in the snow, behind the branches, and among the vines, watching Borg or amazed or laughing.

"Go away." Borg raised his eyes, "immediately."

With the fire burning all around, the elves let out small screams, and they drew back their heads and slipped back.

"He bleeds the blood of Shagog!"

"As vicious as Shago!"

"He's neither human nor elf."

"He's a hybrid monster!"

Gall's wings spread, and the wind blew these intermittent sounds away from the surroundings, cleaning them up like a sweep.

"Okay—it's a big wind." Gall sighed into the depths of the farewell river, "we were good people together not long ago, why should we turn against each other now? Let these children go home, you know that the east side is no longer Safe, Borg and I are on our way to the key."

"We have no intention of obstructing you." Devi's voice paused slightly, "I apologize to you guys. Gal, let Kasa come back. He was just too sensitive during the patrol. He already understood that the person he was facing was not Xia Ge. Going east Danger disturbs the tranquility of the Far Farewell, and the coming of war makes it difficult for the elves to tell friend from foe, but we will not harm the innocent."

"The idiot should stay behind." The Borg scabbard moved to Kasa's head, "Next time you cure the idiot before going out, otherwise the warning is not just a greeting like this."

Kasa clutched his neck, looked at the scabbard, and then at Borg, "You hold... the scabbard that is burning in flames, you are not Shago, who are you?"

"Casa." Devi said in a low voice, "Come back here."

"I'm the one who replaced Xia Ge." Borg suddenly taunted maliciously, "I'm the one who wiped Xia Ge's name from the peak. I'm a freak who came out of nothing. I'm a demon who is not protected by the gods. Listen understand?"

"You are..." Kasa stared at him in disgust.

"Casa." The vibration like the flow of water came from the depths of the Kuobie River, and even the calm surface of the river caused ripples.Devi repeated, "Come back here."

"Go back under the woman's skirt." Xia Ge's eyes were cold, "all living beings surrender there, the incomparable beauty can command the gods, and your master can bless you with a long life." He sneered, "the pride of elves Supreme, I forgot, you disdain all worldly pursuits. Go away."

Borg put away his scabbard and flipped his cloak when he turned around. He didn't look at Kuobihe, his frost-covered profile looked unassailable.No matter how sharp and stinging his words were, his heart was like a cold stone.

Dewei stood in the depths of the farewell river, her skirt sank into the wet and cold river, and her sad eyes could not see through the forest.

"Borg..."

"Borg." Gal rode on Borg's back, watching with eagle eyes, "Borg Borg Borg."

"Shut up." Borg supported Gal's hip, "See?"

"People who shut up won't answer you." Gal rested his chin on the top of Borg's head. He stared at Hawkeye for 2 minutes, then patted it suspiciously, "This thing can't see anything! It's broken. Did it fall? I can only see the tree stump two meters away from us!"

Borg said, "Really?"

Gal put Hawkeye in front of Borg, "Look!"

Borg bit his cigarette, "Hold it upside down."

"..." Gal looked again in silence. There was a flat and open field a few hundred meters away. Everything was covered with snow, and there were no footprints. It seemed that no one had been there.

"Nothing." Gall poked Borg with his chin. "Is it because we are faster? Maybe an ambush is a good opportunity."

"Violet received the news a few days ago." Borg said, "The assassination will not miss the start of the war. They have to pass here at this moment to get to the place. Maybe they are hiding there."

"I hate warlocks." Gal lowered his arms around Borg, "Puppets are always strange, and they can also conjuring spells. This kind of silent killing method is not my type. They are also very good at hiding."

Belle stood tall, and she put her ears close to try to pretend she was an owl, but her eyes were so far apart that it still looked like a slug.Gal looked up and saw that the eye was not there.

"If Belle stares at me," Gal said, "...I won't be able to fight."

He worried that that eye connected to the peeping eye.

The hollows in the snow are good places to hide, and that's where they lie.Borg's cigarette was unlit, and Gal slid off his back and rolled underneath.

"Guess." Borg said, "If Feiji can see it, then he will know that the Demon King is here, and he should leave the Silent Ice Vein and come here immediately."

"It sounds like he loves me very much." Garce lay down a piece of bread and leaned on Borg's side, "What kind of charm does the devil have? The suitors are so crazy."

"The charm of eternal life." Borg raised his hand to clasp his voice, "The Pope also has desires."

Gal swallowed the bread, "No, don't desire me, everyone is male, and he and I are not partners. No matter what, I have to avoid Belle's eyes before I figure out the purpose of it, otherwise it will be impossible to fight. We're going to be tied up. Split up baby, that's it." Gal nodded and said, "We'll go back when we've got them. I'm always a little bit worried though, you know I hit that brat last time, but I It always made me a little bit, um, mind, yes, mind that I didn't pick it up to find his body."

"Imp?" said Borg. "Imp, Violet, I've forgotten him."

"He has a girl with him," Gal said, "very cute girl...I seem to see our guest."

A procession staggered up the snow field, without horses, and without the mark of Violet seen by the eagle's eye.Gal couldn't see their faces clearly, but the vicissitudes of life made them look like a group of uncles, just like a group of ordinary adventurers.

"Not a warlock." Borg frowned slightly.

"It's nothing special." Gal looked at the opponent with the eyes of the devil, "It's really... not a warlock."

Got it wrong?

Gal didn't look up, so he didn't notice Belle's third eye reappearing.It turned, as if looking for something.

In the silent snowy field, only the sound of their stepping on the snow could be heard.Some of them carried huge axes on their backs, straddled daggers, leather boots wrapped around their ankles, and wore hard armor.They breathe heavily, which is a sign of long walks.

Gall suddenly felt a strange feeling, which made his chest start to beat rapidly, and the familiar wait-and-see made him look at the other party again.

The leading man opened the wine bag and poured it heavily. He wiped his mouth and turned around and shouted, "Cheer up! We are almost there. This time is the victory of mankind, and we will all be recorded in history."

Familiarity surrounds Gal.

The voice from the nightmare reappeared, and the man who took the wine bag showed his white wrists. He swallowed the wine, "Don't get carried away, Braun, we will face the Abyss Demon King."

The surrounding snowy fields collapsed suddenly, Gal seemed to have stepped into some kind of dream, and the whole world was reassembled.The ice and snow turned into flames, and the cold turned into scorching heat. He was still sitting on the throne, looking at the few people who appeared at the end.

Xia Ge took off his cloak, and with his messy blond hair on his head, he stepped onto the steps above the lava.He was on fire and approached Gal.His eyes were peaceful, as if he was still an old friend.

Gal's cold sweat was scrambling to break out.

don't come near me.

He clenched the handle of the throne, but what he blurted out was, "——you deceived me."