"Clang!"
The sharp dagger was thrown to the ground by Mo Yan without hesitation, causing Soroya's body to tremble. The only trace of confusion in his eyes was instantly awakened, and he looked at Mo Yan vigilantly. His body was curled up, and he was clearly prepared to pounce.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." Mo Yan said softly. The power of darkness in his body was also mobilized, and it surged towards the wound that had been cut open.
A pure evil energy slowly spread out along with the blood. With the blood as a medium, the power of darkness didn't immediately disappear. Instead, it mixed with the blood, and it released a fatal temptation to Soroya, who was also of the evil attribute.
The second ability of the power of darkness, Blood Rearing. The power of darkness was of the evil attribute. Using his own blood as a medium, this pure energy could be easily absorbed by evil elemental elves. From there, it would improve the elves' physique, intelligence, and even their innate potential!
Thinking back to when Mo Yan had fought a life and death battle with Soroya, his arm had been bitten by Soroya's sharp teeth. At that time, the weak power of darkness in his body had actually pulled Soroya out of his Bloodthirsty Berserk state.
But now, Mo Yan had only taken the initiative to cut open the wound, and Soroya wasn't affected by the surrounding smell of blood for the time being.
The fatal temptation made Soroya unconsciously step forward. Step by step, he walked to Mo Yan's side. He stuck out his small tongue and began to lick his blood.
At this time, Mo Yan finally had the time to observe this companion that he had entrusted his life to in his previous life.
It had a bony body, messy gray hair, a bald tail, and a few long and narrow whip marks.
Mo Yan was very clear about Soroya's situation. It was an elf that had been eliminated by the organization. Its previous owner had died during a mission. Soroya's strength was small and weak, so it had been placed in the organization while carrying out the mission.
Since Soroya had never appeared in the Kanto region, even in the Juren region where it had been discovered, Soroya was an extremely rare existence.
At this time, the Elven Alliance was still far from having a strong control over the various regions. It was difficult to communicate information between regions, which led to the rare and powerful Soroya being "unaccustomed" to the land of Kanto.
"From now on, follow me well."
Mo Yan stretched out his hand and gently combed Soraya's messy hair. Soraya stiffened for a moment, but seemed to understand Mo Yan's meaning and obediently accepted his caress.
"Ku Suo ~"
The wound on his arm was not deep, so only a small amount of blood flowed out, and the wound closed automatically. Zoloya obediently rubbed its head against Mo Yan's arm, indicating for him to take his hand back. It didn't want to drink anymore.
"It's you who can't drink anymore!" Mo Yan grinned and knocked on its little head. The power of darkness wasn't as weak as it was in his previous life. Just a little bit of pure energy was enough for the current weak Soroya.
"Ku Suo ~"
Soraya's blue eyes turned, and a trace of slyness flashed through them. Then, it whimpered and acted cute to Mo Yan. Mo Yan sighed.
Soraya's personality was completely different before and after its evolution. Before its evolution, it was mischievous and cunning, and was good at disguising itself. Even after suffering many hardships, it still didn't lose its intelligence.
After its evolution, Soroilhac was silent and calm, as if it was born to be a lurker in the night. If it could fight, it would definitely not speak.
"Kacha!"
The iron door of the cage opened automatically, and the dim light shone on Soraya's body. Soraya quivered and hid behind Mo Yan, its body trembling slightly.
Mo Yan turned around and picked up Soraya. Feeling its thin and weak body, he felt a little sorry for it. Then, he lowered his head and walked out.
"Hmm?"
"What's he holding in his arms?"
"It can't be an elf, right? Shouldn't it be killed?"
All kinds of surprised and doubtful discussions entered his ears. Mo Yan looked towards the direction of the voices. There were about seventeen or eighteen newcomers who had passed, and they were discussing spiritedly.
In the second stage of the cage, most of the people were small Lada and Tailis. These were elves that had decent speed but were similarly weak.
Even with a dagger, small Lada was much more difficult to deal with than green caterpillars.
The second round was only meant to eliminate those with physical defects or those who were not mentally strong enough.
"Number 136, what are you holding in your arms? Why didn't you kill it? Do you want to die? "The red-carded killer's voice sounded. His tone was abnormally excited, as if he was anticipating something.
"I subdued it. This counts as passing the stage, right?"
"Of course not. I'll give you a chance. If you kill it now, I'll let you pass the stage!" The red-carded killer clearly saw it, so he was even more excited. Killing his own elf with his own hands, allowing him to drag out an ignoble existence. What a wonderful scene!
Mo Yan frowned. In his previous life, he had also brought Soroya out, but he had not encountered any difficulties. This was because subduing an elf in a cage was much more difficult than killing it.
As long as it was an organization that strived for advancement, regardless of good or evil, they would not reject outstanding talents. What exactly went wrong?
Mo Yan hugged the trembling Soroya tightly in his arms, and turned his gaze to the blue-carded killer who had not said a word. The one who truly held power here was him!
"I said, I'll let you kill it!" The red-carded killer said malevolently. Heruga beside him also took a step forward, and the man and pet pressed down on Soroya.
"Ku …"
Soroya turned his head. Although his body was trembling, he still looked fiercely at Heruga who was many times stronger than him!
A slender palm covered Soroya's vision. Mo Yan secretly calculated the combat strength this weak body could produce with the Power of Darkness, so as to find a way to break out of this situation.
He silently looked straight at the blue-carded killer, and at the same time, prevented Soroya from provoking Heruga.
"Alright, return to the team!"
"Master Calo, this …"
The red-carded killer tried to stop him, but he was met with a pair of bottomless eyes and a terrifying aura that he could not resist.
Heruga was also frightened. It tucked its tail between its legs and begged for mercy. It hid behind its master, thoroughly admitting its defeat.
"Yes … Master Calo, number 163, return to the team!" the red-carded killer said sternly. His eyes were dark and gloomy, and it was obvious that he hated Mo Yan.
Moyan lowered his head and didn't say a word as he waited at the end of the line. Soloya, who was in his arms, was trembling slightly. However, Soloya's heartbeat was fiercely transmitted to Moyan. For Moyan, just baring his teeth was no less than a life and death battle.
He gently stroked Soroya's fur, and a small amount of the Power of Darkness was transmitted to its body through his palm, helping it to calm down.
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