Chapter 420 The Taunting Little Fairy
"Evil guys always have a lot of crooked logic. They talk so well, but their intentions are not pure. They specialize in deceiving simple and ignorant elves like you."
The little goblin's voice murmured in the Dark Elf King's ear.
"Look at you before, you had this silly expression on your face."
"The Dark God deceived you with just a few words. Tsk tsk, you're an elf who has lived for tens of thousands of years, yet you're even more stupid than me, a goblin who's only over a hundred years old."
"If the Elf King is the Son of Darkness, will the God of Light sit idly by?"
"The God of Darkness has always been jealous of the God of Light and wants to steal the child!"
"It's impossible to imagine, but if you believe it, you're falling into his trap! Oh, you already believe it, otherwise you wouldn't have become a dark elf."
Dark Elf King: (*￣︿￣)
'Shut up! '
'Hehe, are you angry out of shame?'
A certain goblin's taunting skills were truly inherited from Ilio.
"You actually don't trust the Elf King you've followed for tens of thousands of years, and instead trust a villain you've only met a few times."
"Or... you are ambitious and have always coveted the throne."
"The Dark God's temptation has just released the desire in your heart."
Although the Dark Elf King was extremely angry, he could not refute the goblin's words.
Perhaps most elves have no desires or aspirations, but as the first elf born from the mother tree, he has an innate sense of superiority.
He admired the Elf King, respected him as his teacher, was grateful for his teachings, and once regarded him as his father, willingly serving him.
However, as more and more elves were born from the mother tree, some subtle changes took place deep in his heart.
These changes accumulate little by little over time, subtly and gradually, giving rise to a desire for power.
When the War of the Gods broke out, his desire to control everything reached its peak.
At the command of the Elf King, thousands of troops charged for him, and countless elves and goblins risked their lives for him.
Son of Light, Favorite of the God of Light, Leader of the Light Camp, Nemesis of the God of Darkness...all kinds of praises came one after another.
He revered the Elf King, but also felt jealous.
Just as the God of Darkness said, he was the first elf born from the mother tree, so why couldn't he become the King of Elf?
At that time... I was lying on the ground, being eroded by darkness, suffering from tremendous pain, and my will was weak. After listening to the words of the God of Darkness, my faith began to waver. When I learned that the Elf King might be the Son of Darkness, the last layer of defense was broken, and I was completely led by the nose by the God of Darkness.
Those who are involved are often confused, while those who are on the sidelines can see things more clearly.
Now he has been the Dark Elf King for ten thousand years. He has seen the ups and downs of the world and tasted the indifference of human nature. Looking back on the past, he only feels naive.
Just as the goblin said, he easily believed the Dark God's words and began to doubt the Elf King whom he had revered for tens of thousands of years.
Even though he now knew that he had been tricked by the God of Darkness in the past, the scene of being rejected by the Elf King was deeply engraved in his mind and could not be erased.
To this day, he still has the obsession.
Is the Elf King really the Son of Darkness?
This question has troubled him for thousands of years and has almost become a demon in his heart. Whenever he falls into self-loathing, he kneels in front of the statue of the Elf King and repents.
The violence fostered by the darkness made him wish he could tear off the Elf King's exterior to see whether it was black or white inside.
Today, he learned that the Elf King appeared in the Enkak area, so he rushed here without stopping just to fight him.
Unfortunately, the situation was disrupted by the God of Darkness and a weird little goblin got involved, whose soul seemed to have traveled back ten thousand years.
Shu Li finished his taunting and ignored the Dark Elf King, focusing his attention on the God of Darkness and Ang Orakiri.
After a moment of shock, Ang Olaqiri weakly retorted, "You... lied to me!"
"Hehehe..." The Dark God let go of his hair and let his head hit the gravel on the ground. He stood up and said condescendingly, "I will mercifully let you go back and see if the Elf King is willing to cast a purification spell to expel the dark power in your bodies. If he refuses..."
Ang Olaqiri's scarred fingers gripped the gravel on the ground tightly, leaving several bloody marks.
"If he refuses, it means he has something to hide." The God of Darkness moved his fingers, and the tumor monster that had been waiting in the corner squirmed quickly, opened its mucus-filled mouth, and swallowed Ang Orakiri in one gulp.
'hiss--'
Shu Li was horrified by what he saw.
So this is how dark elves were created?
Watching the tumor that encased Ang Orakiri being hung at the top of the mine, Shuli folded his wings forward and wrapped them around himself.
'Are you scared now?'
The cold voice of the Dark Elf King rang in my ears.
Shu Li pursed her lips and responded.
"I'm not really afraid, but I think the Dark God is too evil."
"He's such a bad guy, and he's the one who turned you into dark elves. Not only do you not hate him, but you even collaborate with him to bring disaster to the continent and destroy all living things. It's simply unreasonable."
Dark Elf King: ...
Are all goblins so noisy?
He asked a question and he replied with several questions, each of which hit him hard. He really deserved a beating.
Shu Li shrugged his shoulders and waited for the God of Darkness to leave the mine. Then he plucked up his courage, spread his wings and flew out, circling around the tumor hanging from the ceiling of the cave.
The elves in the tumor were not asleep, but were awake and enduring the invasion of the dark forces.
Shu Li vaguely heard their painful groans, and her delicate eyebrows wrinkled into a ball.
If possible, he wanted to rescue them and prevent the dark elves from appearing in the world.
In this way, there will be no dark elves in the future, and the light camp will have one less threat.
But without the dark elves, Efit and Morrissey would disappear as well, right?
Shu Li scratched his head, raised his magic wand, and tried to aim it at the tumor where Ang Olaqiri was, and cast a purification spell instantly.
A ball of white light shot out from the top of the magic wand and sank into the tumor.
"——Little goblin, what are you doing?"
The Dark Elf King asked.
Shu Li blinked, surprised that he had successfully released the purification technique in his spiritual state.
"Help you purify." He asked expectantly, "Is it effective?"
"Yes, but the effect is minimal." The Dark Elf King said, "Can you purify me?"
"Yes." Shu Li approached the tumor and said regretfully, "But the speed of purification cannot keep up with the speed of your darkening. What a pity."
The Dark Elf King sneered.
"History is established and cannot be changed."
The little elf sighed softly, landed on a nearby crystal, sat down cross-legged, and held his chin in thought.
What is the purpose of the three Horcruxes taking him and the Dark Elf King back to the past this time?
Is it just to see how Aung O'Rakiri was instigated by the God of Darkness and how he became a dark elf?
It would be too cruel to repeat the painful experience.
Although he had just mocked the Dark Elf King, he still felt a little sorry for him when he saw him struggling between light and darkness in the past, dominated by ambition and desire.
There must be something hateful about a pitiful person.
In the end, he betrayed the Elf King, cut off the branches of the mother tree, and joined the dark camp with more than a hundred dark elves to help the evil.
Shu Li didn't know how long this time travel would last. He hid in a corner, casting purification spells on the inner tumor from time to time.
Although the effect is minimal, it is better than nothing.
I'm just sitting around anyway.
"Boo——"
The tumor burst, and a sticky black liquid oozed out. The first dark elf broke out of the shell and fell naked to the ground. It raised its gray-green hands tremblingly and made a "woohoo" sound from its mouth.
He originally had beautiful long golden hair, snow-white skin, and a pair of eyes as blue as the sky.
Now it's all gone.
He became a dark creature with silver hair, red eyes, gray-green skin, and an ugly appearance.
He once admired light and could not accept his current appearance.
He knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and let out angry growls. Because of anger, the dark energy in his body boiled over, his handsome features were distorted, and his violent temper surged.
He wanted to destroy all beautiful things, kill all believers of light, and vent his hatred.
Shu Li poked his little head out from behind the crystal and looked at the dark elf in excruciating pain with sympathy.
His face looked familiar.
It seems to be the dark elf who cast the sacrificial magic.
Tsk——
All sympathy is withdrawn.
Now that he has just become a dark elf, he is temporarily unable to accept the fact that ten thousand years later, he has become a ruthless executioner.
"It's not so scary to have your body eroded by darkness; what's scary is losing yourself and even your soul being corrupted."
Shu Li said to the Dark Elf King.
Not surprisingly, the Dark Elf King said nothing.
He has been silent for several days.
Shu Li could only talk to himself.
"I heard there's an exorcism potion that can suppress the dark energy. If you keep drinking it, you can stay sane and not be controlled by darkness."
"Such a good potion, why don't you drink it?"
"Who says that creatures of darkness must become lackeys of the God of Darkness? As long as there is light in one's heart, darkness will eventually be dispelled."
"If you tie yourself up in a cocoon, you will only be trapped in a cage and you will never be able to escape."
Dark Elf King: ...
When he comes out, shut the little goblin's mouth!
The tumor shattered, and dark elves were born one after another. Seeing each other's appearance contaminated by darkness, the emotionally fragile dark elves hugged their heads and cried bitterly.
Ang Orakiri was the last one to come out, filled with anger and hatred, and became the king of the dark elves.
"According to the logic the Dark God has bewitched you into believing, you are not the first Dark Elf to be born, and therefore should not be king."
The Dark Elf King could no longer bear it and finally spoke. 'They willingly serve me as their king.'
Shu Li hummed twice: "The majority of the elves and fairies are also convinced of Fress's loyalty and regard him as their king."
The Dark Elf King refused to argue with him.
This little goblin is articulate and clear-headed, and he chatters endlessly, like a devilish voice piercing my head.
Ang Orakiri summoned the dark elves and told them in a deep voice the "secret" about the Elf King.
The newly born dark elf couldn't believe it and wanted to return to the Elf Kingdom as soon as possible to verify it with the Elf King.
They left the Wobba Canyon with great difficulty, passed through many war-torn countries, and finally returned to the Elf Kingdom after going through untold hardships.
Shu Li's spirit followed them all the way, watching them suffer discrimination, being surrounded by people from the light camp, questioned and hunted, it was so miserable.
In the courtyard where the mother tree was, Ang Olarich and more than a hundred dark elves knelt down and saluted the Elf King who was standing under the mother tree.
"My king, I apologize for failing to complete the mission you entrusted to me. Instead, I have plunged our army into danger and led to the attack of the Dark God." He crossed his arms over his chest and knelt devoutly before the Elf King. "We have become like this because of the Dark God's conspiracy. Please, king, purify us, drive out the darkness, and restore us to our former state."
"Please, King, purify us, drive out the darkness, and restore us to our former state."
The other dark elves followed suit and knelt, their red eyes filled with hope.
The Elf King is their only hope. As long as they purify the dark power in their bodies, they can turn back into white elves.
However, the Elf King standing under the tree looked at them indifferently.
"I'm sorry, I can't purify you."
The Elf King's attitude confirmed the Dark God's words, and all the dark elves were in despair.
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