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The following is the main text POI = = =
The moon was high in the sky.
Everyone had fallen asleep. Only Eight-cloud Ink was sitting on a rock by the river, quietly looking at the sky of the Elemental Realm.
At this time, he was in charge of the night watch.
The temperature difference between day and night in the Holy Realm was very large. It was relatively warm during the day, but it was as cold as winter at night.
Fortunately, everyone was an elven user and had the power of divinity in their body, so they had a strong immunity to the huge changes in temperature.
As for Eight-cloud Ink, this monster, he never cared about the external climate.
Although his favorite season was autumn, his favorite weather was rainy.
He held a flaky stone in his right hand, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw it along the water surface.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang …"
The stone jumped on the water surface five times in a row before falling into the water.
"It seems that tonight won't be too peaceful —"
Looking at the water surface leisurely, Eight-cloud Ink said in a low voice.
In an instant, a scorching red flash descended from the sky.
The magic formation in charge of guarding let out an ear-piercing screech. Eight-cloud Ink almost instantly flashed to the middle of Team Asuna's three tents, and released a barrier formed by demon power to block the violent blast caused by the flash.
Sand and dust filled the sky, and the surrounding trees were blown down one after another.
In the center of the explosion, a huge black dragon opened its wings that seemed to be able to cover the sky, and its blood-red dragon eyes stared at Eight-cloud Ink.
The burning flames all around dyed the night sky red.
In the flames, a girl in a black military uniform walked out.
"This greeting is really unfriendly."
Eight-cloud Ink looked at Raiola not far away and chuckled.
Raiola slowly raised her right hand.
"The hunter will not be friendly to the prey. Tonight, I will send Team Asuna to their grave!"
The black dragon opened its mouth and spat out a scorching flash.
"Shameless boasting!"
Eight-cloud Ink raised his hands, and the surging demonic power made his ink-black Daoist robe expand.
"The realm of waves and particles!"
Since he was Purple's younger brother, he could naturally use some of Purple's moves.
Countless purple bullet comments twisted and spun, instantly enveloping Raiola and her black dragon!
"What is this?!" Leola sucked in a cold breath.
The bullet screen attack from Fantasy Village was undoubtedly very visually stunning.
At this moment, Ashina and the others who heard the loud noise also ran out of the tent.
Looking at the gorgeous purple bullet screen above their heads, the girls fell into a daze.
However, the more beautiful something was, the more dangerous it was.
Around them, everything that was touched by the barrage, be it grass or rocks, was turned into ashes without a sound!
Even the Light Elves who had sensed the battle and came to broadcast the battle were not spared!
"Nidhogg!"
"Roar —!!"
Under Raiola's command, the black dragon kept spitting out scorching white flames to offset the barrage.
The barrage was too dense, and Raiola couldn't dodge it even if she wanted to. She could only let her black dragon fight the barrage in front of her.
"It's the Order of the Dragon King!!"
The attention finally shifted away from the gorgeous bullet screen, and the girls who noticed Raiola summoned their Elf Devices.
"Your opponent is us! Don't interfere with the leader's hunt! "
Four girls in black military uniforms suddenly appeared and blocked in front of Ashina and the others.
They were the other members of the Order of the Dragon King.
"Hey, I didn't expect that you, who valued the reputation of knights, would also launch a sneak attack!"
Brandishing the flame whip in her hand, Claire charged forward in a flash.
"We are knights, and also soldiers! For the honor of the Duchy! "
A Flying Dragon blocked Claire's whip, and with this as the signal, the battle between the two sides officially began!
I'm a section divider that fighting and killing is really bad POI = = =
Because he believed in the battle power of Ashina and the others, and also because he was worried that the aftermath of the battle between himself and Raiola would hurt them, Eight-cloud Ink confronted Raiola while running away.
"That's good, find an open space to let loose!"
Raiola, who knew what Eight-cloud Ink was thinking, didn't hesitate to chase after him.
The original Elf Sword Dance was for the contestants to attack the opponent's Elf Users, not the Elves.
However, Raiola, who had awakened the "Dragon Blood", didn't seem to care about this. From the beginning to the end, she only had one target, and that was Eight-cloud Ink, who appeared as an Elf!
The black dragon spat out a flash of light that swept across the ground.
The ground turned into scorched earth, and the Red Lotus Fire Pillar with a huge roar rushed into the sky.
Eight-cloud Ink's pupils shrank, this power is too scary — —
At least now, he would be seriously injured if he wasn't careful!
Another Red Lotus Fire Pillar rushed toward him.
Eight-cloud Ink waved his hand to open a gap, and then hid in it, and then appeared behind Raiola.
"There's no need to bury bones in a mulberry field, there's green hills everywhere in life."
Suddenly, a crack appeared above Leola's head. Then, countless rocks and broken wood as thick as an adult's waist fell down, completely burying Leola in the midst of a series of rumbling sounds.
A small hill that looked like a grave was instantly formed.
Outside, the black dragon turned into light spots and disappeared!
"It's done — — no!"
"Boom — —!!"
The small hill of broken wood suddenly exploded, and Raiola, who was holding the Elf Device, slowly walked out.
"Take a look at my Elf Device — — Dragon-Slaying Holy Sword!"
Eight-cloud Ink chuckled and raised his hands. "It's an Elf Device that transformed from a Dragon Elf, but it's called Dragon-Slaying Holy Sword, how ironic!"
Holding the sword with both hands and raising it above her head, Raiola stared at Eight-cloud Ink.
[Danger — —]
Just as he issued the warning in his heart, Raiola disappeared on the spot.
Wind pressure pierced his ears, and Eight-cloud Ink almost bent down at the critical moment.
A cold light swept across Eight-cloud Ink.
After using the gap to distance himself again, Eight-cloud Ink held a lock of hair in his hand.
The neat cut silently told him the power of that attack.
[Even hair contains demonic power, and it can be cut off so easily — —]
Eight-cloud Ink looked at Raiola, who was running toward him with the sword again.
[— — That sword is too dangerous.]
"Don't always dodge! Let me get even more fired up! "
Raiola, whose expression was a bit ferocious, seemed to have entered a berserk state due to the awakening of the Dragon Blood.
"There's no need to bury bones in a mulberry field, there's green hills everywhere in life."
A gap opened above Raiola's head again, and just like before, a small hill of broken wood poured out and smashed toward him.
"How many times do you want to use the same trick? It's useless! "
"Boom — —!!"
Raiola was buried again.
"I only need to trap you for a moment — Demonic Butterflies in the Zen Temple."
With himself as the center, Eight-cloud Ink released a huge red swastika barrier, and countless red demonic butterflies enveloped the area that had already turned into scorched earth.
"What the hell is this!?"
Raiola swung his sword again to break the broken wood that buried him, and was attracted by the countless beautiful demonic butterflies in front of him.
As Raiola exclaimed, Eight-cloud Ink released a smaller blue swastika barrier, and just like before, the knots were filled with blue demonic butterflies.
"Feel it — —"
Eight-cloud Ink raised both of his hands, and his slender fingers danced in the air.
"Double Black Death Butterfly!"
A large number of demonic butterflies danced, and after flying out of a certain range, they turned around and flew toward Eight-cloud Ink, encircling Raiola at the same time.
He raised his hand, and countless kuna-like demonic paper needles shot out, as if he was using needles to pin a butterfly specimen.
Raiola's heart was alarmed, and she kept trying to avoid the demonic paper needles. However, the demonic paper needles that she had clearly dodged would strangely appear in front of her again — —
"Since I can't dodge — — then I won't dodge!"
As if she had made up her mind, the bloody light in Raiola's eyes shone brightly, and she raised the Dragon Slaying Sacred Sword in her hand. She ignored the overwhelming demonic paper needles and directly charged toward Eight-cloud Ink.
"Let's see how you dodge this time!"
The Dragon Slaying Sacred Sword turned into a glaring white light and directly arrived in front of Eight-cloud Ink's chest.
Eight-cloud Ink raised his hand and quickly mobilized his demonic power.
"Pillow Stone Rinse!"
The Pillow Stone Rinse was able to open up a black gap to absorb attacks and convert them into energy. However, the Pillow Stone Rinse was able to absorb attacks and convert them into energy.
"Puff — —!!"
The sound of a sharp blade piercing into flesh was heard.
Eight-cloud Ink was still half a beat slower in the end.
The gap that was opened halfway dissipated in the void because the demonic power output was interrupted.
"Cough — —"
In front of him, Raiola, who had countless bloody holes pierced through her body by the demonic paper needles, grinned.
"In the end … … you still fell for it … …"
She lowered her head and looked at the Dragon Slaying Sacred Sword that had pierced through her chest, as well as the sword that was stained with her own blood.
Golden blood.
"So, my blood is golden … …"
Eight-cloud Ink said this in a daze. This was the first time she faced the blood in her body directly.
"Ha?"
Raiola heard this and was about to laugh at him, but she suddenly pulled the wound on her body and coughed up blood violently again.
"In this Sword Dance Festival, we can't, cough, we can't kill the elven envoy, so … … the elven device should logically be energized, but, cough, cough, your sword has completely materialized … … you want to kill, right?"
"Aren't you the same … …"
The blood in Raiola's eyes began to fade gradually.
"Also, the giant dragons of the Duchy of Laguna, even if they are hunting lions, will do their best … … cough, cough … …"
"Puff — —"
Pulling out the Dragon Slaying Sacred Sword from Eight-cloud Ink's chest, Raiola staggered back a few steps.
Now, the two of them no longer had the strength to fight.
Both of them were injured.
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