The Black Scepter

> It does not matter whether it is light or dark, and it does not matter whether it is just or evil.

All those who advertise these things in history, without exception, have a unified name "winner".

Sometimes, while pursuing justice, people do not know that they have embarked on the path of evil-Murphy, as a strong man who survives the elimination of cruel rules, is very clear what he is doing.

Those who tried to kill him eventually made him stronger. This is survival, and the victor is the one who lives to the end.

The cruelty of the world is always beyond imagination. Just like the three night elves being interrogated by Master Sunderland at this moment, they may only live their normal lives, or perhaps Murphys and his party are habitually killed for them. Intruders, but in front of powerful enemies, the so-called "fairness" and "justice" are no different from the darkness above their heads.

"There is a group of night elves here, which should be the ‘children’ under the jurisdiction of the Clemens family.”

Sunderland did not spend much effort to let a few seemingly weak but strong-hearted night elves tell all the secrets-the magician is not a violent swordsman knight, they do not have strong mental support The enemy only needs to gently perform some "stimulation" from the depths of his mind, and those who think they are tight-lipped will find themselves not as strong as they think.

Murphy looked down at the night elves who were confused by the "spiritual shock." The other party's eyes were in a trance, as if they were still awake, and they answered irresistibly to Sunderland's questions, even more obedient than puppets.

He could not help but have some doubts in his heart, but just had to say what he would say in the future, Sunderland continued to add: "The effect of mental shock will have a diminishing effect. The more times it is accepted, the stronger the resistance effect. Qualified intelligence personnel will not be afraid of any mental shock, unless the degree of extremes leads to their direct death."

"It seems that the members of those ancient organizations are all trained people."

Murphy was relieved, and he took a sigh of relief and took a piece of parchment paper and handed it to the night trance who was still in a trance. "Let her draw a map."

Sunderland gave instructions in Gusica, and the elf with his eyes lost his head began to paint, while the Magister turned his head at the moment: "For the Clemens, his'people' and our usual meaning The people mentioned above are somewhat different."

"food?"

Murphy's brain is not slow, and the long-lived blood family that feeds on blood does not need any planting products to bear fruit.

"Perhaps some secrets will be known to the few talents in the mainland. The Clemant family is one of the cruelest families in history who have recorded the most artificial transformations of species. It is not a cultivation, but a direct body transformation. Have you heard of history? The'Capella Explosion' incident?"

Sunderland looked solemnly at the simple map gradually drawn in the hands of the elf, and asked dignifiedly.

Murphy frowned and replied after a moment of thinking: "I remember seeing this word in a book about shield enchantment. "Capella" seems to be the earliest term used to describe the long and indestructible long in mythology. spear?"

"I didn't expect you to hear about it," Sunderland nodded. "This is also a term used by the group of academic wizards in the Gilman Empire to describe their latest achievements-'Even Capella can't wear it. "It's the most powerful shield enchantment at that time, with a rating of over 48."

Murphy squinted his eyes, and he suddenly remembered the scene where Della had pierced through the forty-seventh level "Pagasla Linked Defense Circle" with a junior element bullet.

"But on the day the shield enchantment was successfully developed, the members of the Creman family appeared and used their "laboratory products" to defeat the entire enchantment in one fell swoop, causing an unprecedented collapse and fragmentation of the enchantment. The subsequent explosion caused Gilman’s The cutting-edge scholars suffered more than half of the losses, and the losses were heavy, but the Clements lost only a puppet that was said to be'semi-finished products.'"

"Awesome strength."

Murphys could hardly imagine that the Clement family was so powerful. The research results were so high-profile and terrifying. No wonder someone would stare at the leader of this huge underground world-the underground world right now is what the family used to be. Base camp, will there be the products left by that horrifying laboratory?

The parchment handed out by the elf made Murpheus stop thinking about these things, but reached out and took it, but found that he couldn't understand the text. Sunderland pointed to it and explained: "This group of night elves inhabits the underground world. Under the cave in the corner, it seems that there is a deeper existence below, she just painted the rough terrain of the layer we are in, here"

The Great Magister looked at the vocabulary for a while, then slowly said: "There is still a blood clan'Brest' here? This is a former subordinate of the Creman family, which has disappeared for more than 500 years. It has been here. It seems that the purpose of these night elves is to become the food of the Brest family."

Murphy, who was listening to these words silently, outlined a scene in his mind-these night elves are fighting against the enemies in the dark creatures every moment, the innumerable dark species, and the Their blood race as food is enemies, and only their companions can be trusted.

This is cruel enough.

But the sudden message in his head made him frown suddenly.

"This area is not as simple as imagined, we have guests to entertain."

Murphy suddenly interrupted Sunderland's inference of the map, and turned to the family guard to give an order: "The sword master protects the mage, killing all the creatures that rushed over without leaving room, if necessary, the ban is released, we need to immediately Evacuate here."

Sunderland was surprised by this command and turned his head, but heard the young night watchman pointing at two other night elves to Sunderland: "I need to know the nearest retreat, they should have an answer, time Running out."

Let's just say, everyone in the arena heard a noisy and informed voice-as if it was the muffled noise of the herd running, mixed with indescribable hiss, in short anyone can hear The other party's comer is not good.

In the darkness in the distance, the blood-red pupils were connected into a sea, and there was a figure across the sky, the bat wings fluttering, and the pale cheeks were rebellious with arrogance. This figure stood in a tall tower outside the arena. On the sneer, "There seems to be a group of unexpected prey."

On the roof of the arena, Sphinx opened his green eyes, but he looked at the ground in the distance without blinking, deaf to the command that Murphys called back, even to the commanding beast in the sky. The blood clan attacking here is not interested.

As a surprising number of black creatures swept across the ground, it gently jumped off the eaves and disappeared into the shadows almost instantly.

"Large-scale reconnaissance!"

Murphy shouted at the mages who had released the "constant enchantment of elements". His voice, which had always been silent and steady, was a little more anxious.

Sphinx lost contact and it was actively cut off.

Hydera and Sphinx, it’s no coincidence that these two dark creatures suddenly lost control. Murphy understood in his heart that it was not without trouble to surrender these two Warcrafts with a scepter that could command the dark creatures. Unexpectedly, one after another happened at this critical moment!

There is no way, Murphy can only immediately find the escape route-the circular structure of the arena is similar to the Byzantine Constantine arena, so a group of people quickly found the exit, and several were said to escape after being mentally shocked The elves of the route were carried directly by the sword masters and ran towards the distance with the team.

Murphy needed this group of dexterity to come down in this strange area and rashly kill these elves to declare war against unknown forces. It is not sensible behavior. In the face of menacing dark creatures, he can only retreat to the night under limited conditions. The gathering place led by the elves, obviously, if a group of people want to be protected from the elves, these unconscious female elves are the bargaining chips.

Just as soon as he left the arena, the scene in front of him made Morpheus's hairy, who couldn't think of a way out.

Looking around, the complex streets are completely covered with dense red eyes, front and back, and they are of different sizes, but they uniformly exude a brutal atmosphere that has never been more obvious. Dark creatures are among them, and there are countless other horrible species with twisted and strange looks. The ground is shaking. This group of bloodthirsty beasts are violently rushing towards themselves~www.readwn.com~ Waves.

"The back of the sword master's palace, diamond-shaped array, follow me!"

Knowing where to retreat, Sunderland took the map drawn by the elf and gave orders to the team. He stretched his finger to a large road at the back of the arena, and then his magic wand slammed. The street behind the team 100 meters slowly. Countless earth walls were raised, followed by a short and inaudible spell that made the ground flash a dim yellow light.

At the next moment, as countless dark creatures climbed over the earth wall and continued to move forward, the ground suddenly slammed countless huge spikes two meters high, and instantly died like a solid stone forest. Five Kakus Giant Spiders!

Murphy simply followed the team and ran to the distance, where he couldn’t help. He would never be brave. He knew that the number of dark creatures coming from all directions was beyond his imagination. Strong, it is also very likely to be drowned alive by enemies that are constantly on the rise.

Just like encountering a pack of wolves in the forest, the individual's strength is no match for wheel wars. The strategic status of the Great Magister is even higher, and the crystal silk energy has dried up for a moment.