Snowflakes began to fall again, and the world became a vast expanse of whiteness. The wild northwest wind blew the snow into the air, and the visibility became very low. No matter how good a person's eyesight was, they could only see things three or four hundred meters away. The gray sky and the vast expanse of white snow made people feel an inexplicable sense of oppression. The forest was already covered in a layer of silver. From time to time, there would be branches that couldn't bear the weight of the snow, making cracking sounds as they fell to the ground.
More than a dozen elves were huddled in the valley, hiding from the unbearable wind and snow. They huddled close to each other, forming a small circle. Of course, the ones who were surrounded in the center were female elves. Elegance was definitely not something that only humans could possess. As a matter of fact, anyone who had lived in a world of ice and snow knew that it wasn't that cold when it was snowing. It was only when the weather became clear that it was truly cold. However, to the Elves, this weather was no different from hell. Their faces had turned blue from the cold, and their bodies were shivering like a flock of poor cold-signal birds.
More than a dozen silver pegasi and a handsome unicorn surrounded the circle. The silver pegasi was also very weak. Compared to the unicorn, the level ten unicorn was the most adaptable. However, it also seemed to be a little restless. It shook its head from time to time to get rid of the melted ice water. Every time it shook its head, the silver pegasi and the elves nearby would be in trouble. The cold water droplets turned into countless silver lights and hit their bodies and leather armor, making dull and crisp sounds. However, no one dared to scold the unicorn.
Outside the circle, an elf stood there silently, looking at the sky with a gloomy gaze. He was a powerful warrior, so of course, he wouldn't want to squeeze together with his subordinates for warmth. However, the dancing snowflakes wouldn't treat him well just because he was a powerful warrior. The wind and snow mercilessly whipped his face, body, and neck. There was a price to pay for 'acting'. More than ten cracks had already appeared on the elf's lips, and drops of blood of various sizes were oozing out. However, his figure still looked very determined.
Among the races on the Pan Continent, the orcs were the best at resisting the harsh weather, and the elves were undoubtedly the weakest. Coupled with their lack of reproductive ability, the fall of the elven empire was not a coincidence.
"Sir, I don't think we can reach Fort Maxine. Let's go back," one of the elves said bravely.
"That's right, my lord. The snowstorm is too heavy," another elf said.
"Who will be responsible for the delay?" The elf standing outside the circle replied coldly.
The elves in the circle fell silent. It would be pointless to make things too clear. You're the leader, so of course you're responsible. However, no one was willing to be the first to do so.
"What is it? I'll take responsibility, okay? "a strange voice said.
There was a sinister tone to the voice, which made the elves' hair stand on end. They looked around, but couldn't find the person who had spoken.
"Speak, what's the matter?" the voice asked again.
A female elf in the inner circle realized that the sound seemed to be coming from below her. She hurriedly pushed her companion away and looked down. She saw a black, shiny pearl slowly swimming between her legs. The sound was coming from that pearl.
"Here!" The female elf screamed and reached out to grab the pearl. Unexpectedly, the pearl suddenly moved and shot towards her palm like a bolt of lightning.
With a bang, the black pearl pierced through the female elf's palm and continued to fly upwards. It shot into the female elf's jaw and came out from the top of her head. Blood splattered everywhere, and a large piece of the female elf's skull was torn off. Her body leaned weakly against her companion.
"Haha …" The bead flew up into the air and turned into a cloud of smoke. Harley's figure appeared in the smoke and laughed strangely. Then, his figure quickly collapsed into the middle and condensed into a bead again. Then, he flew down again.
The elf who had been chosen by Harley hurriedly waved his longbow, but Harley's speed suddenly increased. The pearl shot into the elf's forehead and came out from the back of his head. It didn't stop there and shot into the chest of the next elf.
"Go!" The elf leader shouted and rushed towards his unicorn. He could already see that this terrifying enemy wasn't someone that their small squad of elves could deal with. Moreover, his mission wasn't to fight, but to send the news back to Fort Maxine. "Everyone, scatter and run! Quick! "
The elves seemed to have woken up from a dream. They all rushed towards their mounts and fled in all directions.
However, due to the snowstorm, the silver pegasus was almost completely frozen, and its speed was greatly reduced. Harley, on the other hand, wasn't affected in the slightest. He came and went like lightning, and amidst bursts of strange laughter, he chased after the fleeing elves.
The elf leader didn't even dare to look back. He desperately urged his unicorn to escape into the distance.
After running for about six or seven hundred meters, the elf leader suddenly saw a figure in front of him. The figure was wrapped in an arrogant red cloak. It fluttered slowly in the wild northwest wind like a heavy and arrogant flame.
The elf leader's eyes narrowed. He then took out his longbow and pulled out an arrow. Although his fingers were frozen stiff, his movements were still very fast. Three arrows were shot out in succession towards the figure in the distance.
But just as the arrows were shot out, the figure in the distance suddenly disappeared. Then, a red light bloomed in front of him, dyeing his world red. He only saw a pair of expressionless eyes and a blurry fist. Then, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He couldn't help but fly away from his unicorn. He flipped a few times in the air and fell heavily on the ground.
The unicorn suddenly turned around and aimed its one foot long horn at Han Jin. A white flash of lightning condensed at the horn. Then, with a boom, it shot towards Han Jin.
Han Jin's left arm swept out. The lightning shot by the unicorn hit his Lion King's Shield. The Lion King's Shield was an ancient artifact after all. It didn't have any reaction to this level of attack. The flashing lightning spread along the surface of the shield and disappeared without a trace.
The unicorn's hind legs stepped on the ground and leaped towards Han Jin. Its body drew out a series of afterimages. Its sharp horn was pointed at Han Jin's chest from afar.
Han Jin didn't move. When the unicorn was less than half a meter away from him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the unicorn's horn.
The unicorn's vigorous body stopped abruptly. Han Jin was still standing there quietly. His hand that was holding the horn was as steady and firm as a mountain. Nothing could shake him. However, the unicorn couldn't bear its own momentum. Its forelegs went soft and it almost knelt on the ground.
Han Jin's right arm fiercely swung. The unicorn that was much taller than Han Jin flew up like a straw. After circling once, Han Jin suddenly released his hand. The unicorn flew back from where it came from. It flew more than twenty meters and heavily smashed into the ground. Snowflakes and sand flew in all directions. A shallow pit was also formed on the ground.
The unicorn struggled to get up, but at this moment, a foot stepped on its head. It only felt that the foot contained an incomparable amount of power, not only making it unable to move, but also causing its bones to creak, as if they would shatter in the next moment.
Han Jin raised his right fist and punched towards the unicorn's neck. The fist collided with the unicorn's body and produced a frightening muffled sound. A ripple appeared. It was formed by trembling muscles and spread out along the unicorn's body.
The unicorn let out a mournful cry. However, Han Jin didn't have any pity for it. He punched again. This time, the strength of the punch was slightly stronger than before. The ripple spread out. The unicorn was in so much pain that it couldn't make a sound. Its body went limp and its four hooves were curled up under its body like a puppy. Only its cloud-like tail could still swing from time to time.
Only then did Han Jin raise his foot and look at the unicorn quietly. The unicorn gasped for breath for quite a while before it struggled to get up, trembling.
Yalina's figure descended from the sky and landed behind Han Jin. She was also observing the unicorn, but unlike Han Jin, her eyes were full of pity. Although Yalina wasn't an elf, she was similar to them in some aspects. For example, she also liked animals very much. When Morrisons wanted to step on the little thunderbird, she almost went crazy on the spot. Of course, her attitude towards Morrisons was different from her attitude towards Han Jin. At this moment, no matter how sorry she was, she could only watch.
Han Jin walked towards the unicorn. Yalina hurriedly cried out in a pleading tone, "Raphael, don't hit it, it's so pitiful!"
"It's okay, I know what's important." Han Jin smiled and continued to walk towards the unicorn.
The unicorn lowered its head, its horn still facing Han Jin, but it didn't dare to attack recklessly anymore. It just limped back.
After retreating a dozen steps, the unicorn seemed to know that it couldn't escape, so it resigned itself and stopped moving. It let out a low, child-like cry, as if it was begging for something.
Han Jin stood in front of the unicorn and looked at it. At first, the unicorn was still observing Han Jin, but later, its head lowered until it almost touched the ground. Then, it used its horn to unconsciously move in the snow. Bit by bit, the horn approached Han Jin. It gently touched Han Jin's calf, then ran away as if it had been electrocuted.
"Yalina, come, ride it." Han Jin turned his head.
"Ride the unicorn? No way! "Yalina said," Unicorns are very proud! Some elves are born with the ability to communicate with unicorns, but even so, it's very, very difficult to tame a unicorn. "
"I'm not only a magician, I'm also a beast tamer." Han Jin smiled.
"Really?" Yalina didn't believe him. Beast tamers often treated their magical beasts as their own children. How could they be as violent as Han Jin?
"Why would I lie to you?" Han Jin laughed. "Are Little Gold Lightning and the others disobedient?"
"Right …" Yalina was convinced. Han Jin had tamed more than a hundred thunderbirds, so taming a unicorn shouldn't be a problem.
"Come." Han Jin waved his hand.
Yalina slowly walked toward the unicorn. When she got close, she slowly reached out her hand and tried to stroke the unicorn, but the unicorn suddenly avoided her hand and turned its head, stabbing Yalina's wrist with its sharp horn.
Han Jin slapped the unicorn's head with his palm. The unicorn screamed and spun around before kneeling down on the ground. Although Han Jin didn't use much strength, at least the unicorn wouldn't admit it. Not to mention that its head had been severely shaken. It struggled to stand up, but couldn't control its body no matter how hard it tried.
"Ah! Don't hit it! "Yalina was anxious and couldn't help but grab Han Jin's arm tightly.
"The unicorn is a tenth-level magical beast. It won't be killed so easily." Han Jin smiled and reached out to grab the unicorn's horn. With a strong pull, he lifted the unicorn up.
The unicorn, which had been incomparably handsome just a moment ago, was now swaying. Its body was still trembling, and blood was oozing out of its mouth.
"This is enough. Ride it up," Han Jin said.
Yalina tentatively reached out and gently stroked the unicorn's back. The unicorn had become completely obedient and didn't resist.
"Be good. Don't make a fuss, or you'll be beaten again." Yalina's eyes were full of distress. She then cast a levitation spell and slowly flew to the unicorn's back.
This time, the unicorn didn't move, allowing Yalina to land on its back.
"How is it? My beast taming technique is very useful, right? "Han Jin smiled.
"You …" Yalina couldn't help but bite her lips, but she didn't refute.
"You think I'm very violent?"
"No! Not at all … "Yalina hurriedly denied.
"The shortest distance between two points is always a straight line. Sometimes, violence is the most effective and direct way to solve a problem, just like now." Han Jin slightly raised the corner of his mouth, giving off a feeling of ridicule. "Especially for those elves who think they are infallible. I really can't think of anything more effective than violence."
Yalina lowered her head. The words "Sunier" had become a taboo. Prudence had attacked the Beitman after the wedding ceremony. There were tens of thousands of elven prisoners in the Holy Crown City, and every one of them could testify. In the past, she could still persuade Han Jin with excuses such as "Sunier wouldn't do that." But now, she had nothing to say.
A black bead shot over from afar and exploded when it got close, turning into a grayish-black skeleton. "Master, it's all clean over there!" Ha Lei shouted proudly.
"What did you find out?" Han Jin turned around.
"They should have something very important, I think … they are going to the Beitman's Fort Maxine."
"What's the matter?"
"I don't know."
"Where are the elves?" Han Jin frowned.
"All … all … all killed …" Ha Lei finally realized that he had been too carried away and made a big mistake.
Seeing Han Jin frowning more and more, Harley panicked. He glanced around and saw an elf on the ground moving. He was overjoyed. "Master, there's a living one! Oh my god … there's really a living one! "
Before Han Jin could say anything, Harley had already flown towards the elf. After a long struggle, he finally flipped the elf over with his half-materialized bone claws.
There was a big hole in the elf's chest, and some broken bones had pierced through his muscles and even his leather armor. His chest was not moving up and down, so it was hard to tell whether he was dead or alive.
Seeing that the elf's injuries were so serious, Harley panicked even more. He reached out and slapped the elf's face with his bone claws as he muttered, "Great God of Light … Bah! Great God of Death Hammas, I beg you, please don't take this poor elf's life. I beg you, just wait for a while … "
As if hearing Harley's prayer, the elf slowly opened his eyes and looked at Harley's face. He paused for a moment, then spat out a mouthful of blood. The elf's four limbs fell to the side, and he trembled a little before he stopped moving.
"You … You f * cker!" Harley was so angry that he cursed. When he saw the elf open her eyes, he thought that he had really received the grace of the God of Death, Hamas. Who would have thought that the elf would die in the blink of an eye? From fear to extreme joy, and then to extreme sorrow. The rapid change of emotions was a test of one's inner self-control, and this was what Harley lacked.
Han Jin walked over and looked at the dead elf. He glared at Harley. "Where did you say they were going?"
"They were going to the Beitman's Fort Maxine."
"Fort Maxine is now the headquarters of the elves. It seems that they are going to do something big." Han Jin looked around. "Harley, where is Fort Maxine?"
"Master, it's over there." Harley pointed.
"We are going in the opposite direction."
"Why?"
"This is a plain, and there are no roads. The elves came here because they wanted to get to Fort Maxine as quickly as possible," Han Jin said calmly.
"Ah … I understand," Yalina interrupted. "Raphael, you just said that the shortest distance between two points is always a straight line. Since the elves wanted to get to Fort Maxine as quickly as possible, they must have come from the opposite direction."
"Yes." Han Jin nodded. "With the silver pegasus and unicorn, they didn't have to follow the main road."
"Master, you are so wise …" Harley exclaimed.
"Shut up! Use your brain next time! "Han Jin said angrily." If you keep fooling around like this, don't come out. "After that, Han Jin walked towards the plain.
Harley was so scared that he kept quiet out of fear and followed behind Han Jin obediently. The unicorn didn't even need Yalina's order and walked on its own, limping behind them. A level ten holy beast had a certain level of intelligence. It knew that it hadn't been beaten to death because it was carrying a person on its back, so it didn't dare to fall behind.
Yalina looked at Han Jin's fluttering cloak and suddenly whispered, "Raphael, you should come too."
"What?" Han Jin turned around. Yalina's voice was too soft, and even with his sharp ears, he couldn't hear her clearly.
"I said, you …" Yalina gathered her courage and said resolutely, "You should come too."
"No need, I like to walk." Han Jin casually found an excuse, but after saying it, he realized how lame it was.
"Oh …" Yalina lowered her head and didn't say anything else.
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