Quick Transmigration: The host is so sweet after being counter-attacked!

Just as Zhu Chu was about to reply, he felt as if his foot had stepped on something.

She lowered her head and looked at her feet.

There was a silver magic circle that shimmered, slowly spinning under her feet, and the silver patterns climbed up her feet, creating a dragging feeling.

Hooked.

Immediately, Zhu Chu couldn't care less about talking to Nowell, and obediently let the formation drag her away. The subtle wind wrapped around the girl, silently protecting her.

At the moment of falling, Zhu Chu smelled a strong smell of blood in her nose, but Nowell reacted quickly and directly supported her with the wind, so that she didn't fall directly into the pool of blood.

There were sharp laughter and whispers like chanting scriptures in his ears. Zhu Chu opened his eyes, and there were terrifying numbers of people in black around the pool.

The speed at which the Black Mage has developed over the years is a bit scary.

If I guessed correctly, this probably took her directly to the base camp.

The leader was also wearing a black cloak, and the brim of the hanging hat had covered his entire face. He looked completely black. His figure was several times larger than the other men in black, like a giant. .

Seeing the girl hovering in the air without falling, the leader let out an "ah" and flew towards her like a ghost.

A gust of wind blew up and successfully stopped him. His black hat was blown backwards. He looked around suspiciously, as if trying to determine where the wind was coming from.

It was only then that Zhu Chu saw that under the cover of the black cloak, the leader's body had no flesh and blood at all, and was completely a skeleton, which was terrifying.

He laughed slyly twice, turned his big eyes towards Zhu Chu's direction, and made a sharp voice, which seemed to be full of praise: "Oh, let me take a good look, what a perfect light physique, if it is used as a sacrifice , it must be very good!"

His teeth were cracking, and it was awkward to see such a skeleton talking.

Black devilish energy surged and spread out from him, wanting to crawl in the direction of Zhu Chu.

Zhu Chu gave him a sympathetic look.

The man in black on the edge of the blood pool was still bowing his head and reciting spells silently. The bright red blood in the pool was boiling, as if in the quiet space, His Majesty the Elf King in white slowly appeared.

The elf's wings spread behind him, and the darkness was full of light. Norwell raised his eyes indifferently, and the surging wind completely blocked the black demonic energy.

Although there were no eyeballs in the big skull's eye sockets, he could vaguely feel his shock at the moment, and his voice changed.

"No, Noville!"

During these hundreds of years, the Elven King, who only existed in legends, had dealt a devastating blow to black magicians. His existence, even now, was something to be feared.

Big Skeleton seemed to know Norville very well.

The blond elf didn't have any emotional fluctuations because of this, he held the girl's hand and massaged it, his voice was calm: "If there is anything, just call me."

Zhu Chu clenched the enlarged scepter in his hand and nodded, "Don't worry."

Ignored by them, the big skeleton became angry in an instant, a ball of flames burned in the empty eye sockets, and a sharp cry pierced the entire space: "Hahahaha, even if you are the king of elves, it's too late...everything is too late!" It's..."