Chapter 387 Gift
"Half-elf?" Thor refused with difficulty, "I can't give it to you."
The consciousness in the black space once asked Thor to take Kongsha out and hand it over to the half-elf. Unexpectedly, the half-elf now He actually took the initiative to enter the valley.
"Don't worry, I will take him out. Unlike you ordinary people, I can't get out after I enter the valley."
Thor was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was indeed the case.
Judging from the information he just received, this Elf Valley is like a filter, the outermost layer of locks that imprison the elves.
Wizards can still get in and out of the mesh with difficulty, but elves really can't get in or out.
Although the man in front of him is a half-elf, unless he can lose half of his elf blood, he will spend the rest of his life here.
But despite this, Thor couldn't just give him the Elf King's head.
The half-elf obviously understood Thor's concerns. He thought for a moment and said, "If I say that I want to destroy it, you won't believe it easily, right? In this way, you can hold it and I can destroy it without touching it. After that, you can dispose of the wreckage as you wish, and there is no problem in taking it out of the valley." "
How can I confirm that you have indeed destroyed it."
The half-elf was not angry at Thor's several questions, "Some things are like the sun, even if there are dark clouds. , you will still know that it is behind the dark clouds."
Thor lowered his eyes and looked at the head in his hand.
It's strange that the Elf King is not as good-looking as the half-elf.
Is it true that mixed blood produces miracles?
"Can I ask why you want to destroy it?"
"Didn't you just want to destroy it?" The half-elf stepped closer to Thor, but stopped three meters away from him.
"This distance is enough." The snowflakes floating around him became denser. "Since you want to destroy it, you should already understand its danger, right?"
"Although I live a hard life, I like this world very much. The return of the elves will definitely bring irreversible pollution to the world. In addition... the world will definitely go to destruction." Thor looked at Half with a serious face
. Elf, what were the words he just concealed?
Will it be "dented"?
"Although this is our first meeting...but I am willing to believe you." Thor stretched out his arm and placed the Elf King's head on the carpet in front of him, "Please." Seeing such straightforward
Thor, the half-elf instead After being stunned for a moment, he actually asked Thor: "Are you Thor?" "
How do you know me?" "
When I came in, Gorsa said he wanted me to send you out before I die." The half-elf clapped his hands lightly, "When I came in, I met a wizard apprentice. I asked him if he was Thor. He said yes. I sent him out." Thor immediately guessed that it must be Thor
. Mark escaped.
Unexpectedly, he who killed Monroe and Herman on the way was lucky enough to leave early because of being a half-elf.
Thor smiled slightly, "Teacher Gortha... still cares about me."
Looking at Thor's slightly cool smile, the half-elf added, "Some things look similar, but they are not necessarily the same." It's what you think."
Thor suppressed the smile on his face. In front of this half-elf, he didn't know why he showed his true emotions.
"That's what I said, but the understanding can be reversed in many ways, and in the end I still don't know anything."
He calmed down and replied.
The half-elf said nothing more, just raised his hands, and his ten fingers turned into colorful lights and shadows.
Then he waved to the Elf King's head on the carpet, and a colorful silk thread was pulled out from the Elf King's head by invisible force.
Thor watched quietly without making a sound or disturbing the half-elf.
He could see that as the colorful silk thread was pulled away bit by bit, the originally beautiful face gradually changed its appearance.
From the image of a dark-haired woman who fits Sol's aesthetics, she has become a silver-haired androgynous beauty.
She is also very beautiful, but the facial features are completely different from just now.
The colorful thread came into the half-elf's hand, and he continued to pull it.
More and more threads were pulled out, and the beautiful head underwent further changes.
It begins to become shriveled, old, and loses its vitality.
Finally, as the end of the silk thread left the head and entered the half-elf's hand, the head completely dimmed.
It's dead.
Thor perceived this clearly.
The half-elf holding the silk thread also began to condense with thick frost, and the color that belonged to him also receded, gradually retreating to the palm of his hand.
Thor opened his mouth, and he watched helplessly as the half-elf lost all its color, lost its beauty, and turned into a pale human form.
It looks very similar to those weird humanoid figures in the forest!
But he doesn't have the illusion of those weird human figures.
He is real.
Maybe this is the benefit given to him by his other half of human blood, right?
Finally, the colors completely converged on his fingertips, forming an ever-changing sphere.
"You can take that head away. Although it has no spiritual support, it is still a good witchcraft material. It is very tolerant and suitable for various transformations." Thor bent down and touched the shriveled head with his fingertips
. head and easily put it into the compressed luggage.
"Thank you."
The half-elf nodded and accepted Thor's thanks.
Then he held the colorful ball of light and approached the pure white throne step by step.
Thor automatically stepped aside, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart for some unknown reason.
There was no warning in the diary. It was obvious that the half-elf was really taking his time to die.
The half-elf walked to the pure white throne and knelt down on one knee.
His movements were delayed for a moment, but in the end he slowly and firmly handed the colorful ball to the knitting painting.
The next moment, the ordinary-looking knitting painting suddenly produced a suction force, sucking all the colorful balls into the painting.
Then, the half-elf fell weakly under the throne.
The ice crystals on his body began to recede, and the snowflakes floating in the room also disappeared, as if the magical power began to disintegrate, everything returned to normal, everything returned to calm.
He turned his head to look at Sol, finally showing his first smile since they met.
"Fortunately, I can still use the power of the throne to send you out, otherwise I will break my promise."
Seeing the half-elf climbing up the throne with difficulty, Ropeway stepped forward to help him up, but was blocked by the opponent. Shake your head and refuse.
"Are my eyes on you?"
Thor thought of the Eye of Exile he had just obtained and nodded.
The half-elf had climbed onto the throne and sat down. For a moment, he seemed to have regained some strength.
He said sternly to Thor: "The Forest of Four Seasons is just one of the settlements of elves, and elves once lived in other places. No matter when or where, do not respond to the elves' requests." Thor nodded, "I know
. ."
The half-elf closed his eyes, "Okay, I'll send you out now, and give you all the things I don't need." The next
second, countless snowflakes suddenly surged under Thor's feet, directly covering them. His vision.
At the last moment when his vision was blocked, Thor saw the half-elf's pale body decaying rapidly.
When the snowflakes dispersed, Thor found that he was still standing in the forest where he met Mark on the first day.
He failed to bring back the four vessels lost in the Elf Valley, but he gained a lot from this trip.
Because in the process of leaving the valley, he realized what the half-elf had given him?
The half-elf actually gave all the pure magic power he had left to Thor!
Thor didn't know how he did it.
After all, in this world, magic power is not like internal power, which can be passed around.
Now Thor's magic value is very close to the minimum requirement for an official wizard!
Next, he only needs to concentrate on studying for a year or two... and he will be promoted to an official wizard!
Thor looked back towards the depths of the forest.
"Thank you, the half-elf who doesn't even have a name."
(End of Chapter)