Blood splashed on the red carpet, and darker colors appeared.

The dagger penetrated deep into the flesh and blood. Thelos's originally bright eyes suddenly became dim and painful, with a confused expression, covering his throat with both hands, trembling and trying to turn his head to ask his father why he hurt him.

However, in the end, he had no strength to do so. He could only collapse to the ground with the relaxed force of the clutch above his head, his eyes were desperate and sad, and he died with his eyes open.

However, the murderer still had a smile on his face and even had the time to pull out his handkerchief and wipe the spots of blood splashed on his body.

The other party looked gentle, but there was no need to see this situation, and Charles could also feel a strong sense of malice in it.

The door behind me was closed, and the power of the shadow was so weird that it could not be pried.

Although he was not careful, Charles released his talent for the shadow of his soul without hesitation.

So suddenly, the young and handsome young elf in the other party's eyes suddenly became dark and terrifying. The narrow shadow shining on the wall stretched out, his figure slowly enlarged, and his cold eyes looked down.

However, this behavior was ineffective as the other party suddenly closed his eyes!

The Shadow of the Mind is very talented. When he first used it, he was facing a green elf who provoked Shire, but he was just an ordinary elf, so his mind was already collapsed when he could not resist his talent.

The second time he officially casts it, he is also an old dwarf with an ordinary physique, and that person's performance is not even better than that of the previous elves.

The third time afterwards, a fire demon. Although he was strong and ancient, his mind was twisted and crazy, and he had no acumen.

The stone giant in the blue mountains is even simple-minded and is ignorant of it and is angry and rushing at it.

However, the "elves" I saw at this moment easily found the shortcomings of this ability-

Since Charles will be strengthened as he looks at him, where can he see with his eyes closed?

Shire was a little helpless about this, but he was not worried. After reaching out and trying to open the door ineffective, his steps suddenly moved, and his originally empty palm suddenly clasped a blood-stained dagger!

That was the weapon the other party had just held in his hand, and it was also the only one in this room!

At the same time, the hazy shadow under the opponent's feet was shining by the faint candlelight and suddenly stretched and twisted, tightly wrapped around it from under his feet like a python.

Several other shadows in the room also rushed from all directions, wrapping the cruel existence of the brown-haired gray robe tightly!

The distance between the two is only three or four meters, and it arrives instantly at the speed of the elves.

Seeing that the other party was entangled by these shadows without resistance, Charles even thought he was sure to win.

Unfortunately, just as the dagger in his hand stabbed towards the other party's neck, the corner of the mouth of the brown-haired elf who had closed his eyes suddenly curled up!

In an instant, a large amount of black smoke suddenly gushed out of his body!

The black smoke wrapped in the strong wind and was fierce, directly knocking the caught Shire to the opposite wall, and then being hit in the corner with a bang, but it still did not stop.

I saw the dark power rushing away like a flood and tsunami, and Shire's back was close to the stone wall, and his body gradually soared into the air and could not move at all!

He struggled with all his might, but the black smoke seemed to be endless and roared from the other person's body, and roared across the short space!

Accompanied by the black smoke, it seemed as if countless unjust souls cried and cried into his ears, extremely harsh, causing his heart to be cramped and blood in his eyes spread rapidly.

In fact, that was not a simple voice.

Then, under the impact of the surging smoke, twisted and painful faces appeared in front of you, bringing countless suffering ghosts to cry for help.

At the same time, the black smoke was extremely cold. Although Charle was wearing strong armor on his body, it still could not stop the temperature in his body from being taken away, making him even more tired!

The situation was in danger, and the harsh wailing everywhere around even made it difficult for Charles' thinking to operate. However, the enemy still had no intention of stopping, and just heard a strange word suddenly ringing.

"You angered the Dark Monarch, you cannot fight against the Dark, and so does your kingdom. Give up resistance, and the lava of Angamandu is destined to spread throughout the world."

The syllables are strange and resentful, as if the greatest malicious intention in the world is attached to the mouth, which is extremely harsh, but it allows Charles to hear clearly and understand the meaning!

This language is extremely malicious, but it is different from the last time I faced Grauron.

Because the malice in this voice could not resist with the power of his eyes, the words that penetrated his eardrums were like a red soldering iron, stirring all the thoughts in his mind, and tingling with the birth of pain. At the same time, dark and vicious scenes appeared in his heart that could not be suppressed.

Bloody, cruel, violent...

That was some evil things he had done in the past!

For a moment, Charles' thoughts suddenly fell into a state of rage and madness. However, the fluctuations in his mind attracted some power to emerge, which quickly cleared his mind. With the sound invading again, he subconsciously used a force opposite to it.

Or, a spell.

The vicious scene faded as his thoughts turned, and relatively brighter and more joyful things began to flow into his mind, dispelling the fatigue and depravity that emerged from his heart.

Under the crazy impact of the black fog, a faint white light suddenly appeared on Shier's body. It seemed weak but made the originally unhindered smoke impact suddenly stagnate. Then it collided again, but it was like a layer of protective cover that could no longer pose a threat to Shier!

At the same time, the vicious invasion of words was difficult to arouse the emotions in his heart again, and even Charles' thinking gradually returned to normal and began to calm down.

At this time, his whole body had fallen to the ground with the emergence of light, but his legs were weak and weak, and he even needed to rely on his hands to support the wall to maintain a standing posture.

But this did not stop his counterattack!

The sharp and angry eyes seemed to be able to look at the existence standing in the middle of the room through the smoke. One hand held the wall and the other hand suddenly raised it and grabbed the other person hard!

As the large amount of black smoke rippled, the elf wrapped in shadows was suddenly pulled away by an inexplicable force!

The impact smoke was confused by the movement of the body, and the situation seemed to be tilted.

Unfortunately, the other party reacted very quickly, and he even responded before his body approached Charles.

I saw a black shadow suddenly jump out of the body, then turned into a hideous and huge shadow and spread out, completely covering the corner Shire!

The shadow appeared, and the pulled elf body suddenly fell to the ground, withered face and lost all its vitality - the other party simply gave up this body!

The impact of the black smoke disappeared, but another dark terror fell on Charles' mind, making him feel his mind being constantly pulled when he looked at the strange demon shadow, as if he would fall into madness at any time!

"Theros died because of you, and you are also destined to be the cruel murderer who slaughtered him. Giving up resistance and struggling will only cause you to suffer even more."

The shadow entangled, but it could only sweep away the empty space. The resentful words penetrated into my ears, making the white light on the young elf's body even weaker and even become invisible!

"Who are you!" A voice gritting teeth came out of his mouth.

"Remember my name, Myron, or the Goshaul in your clan's mouth."

The strange, malicious and hoarse words reached the heart, which were obviously very low but full of sharp power, making the elf king who heard this sound even more unbearable.

Meylon, Goshaul, these two names are the titles of a certain adjutant of the Northern Morgoth.

But he actually has another name known to the elves.
Chapter completed!