Witch Monastery

At this moment, even the command center did not need to make any real-time deployment. It was already past midnight and it was almost dawn. When the Witch Night was over, Ocas's attack would be declared a failure.

Looking at the vast battlefield scene ahead, Sharma couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth into a smile: "Haha, isn't it easy to win? I don't even feel that much pressure, isn't it going to win!"

He originally thought that he would have to bear a huge pressure to share Wang Du's part of the work. But now it seems that all this is actually very easy!

He couldn't help but feel a little proud when thinking this. Many of his staff members followed his words and began to flatter him one by one: "Of course, General Sharma, your talent is unparalleled, and the power of the holy elephants is unmatched. It will be easy to resolve this battle!"

"That Orcus is indeed terrifying, but unfortunately today, he met someone who is far more powerful, wiser, and more talented than him!"

"I think that soon, the Abyss Lord will be so angry that he will come out to fight in person. By then, its doom will really come!"

……

Sharma couldn't help but feel a little proud of the constant praise and the good situation in front of him. Although he hadn't really won yet, he also believed that victory was just around the corner and it was only a matter of time.

His nose suddenly smelled a fragrance, and he didn't know which staff member's perfume had spilled. If it were any other day, he would have been furious and questioned who would bring such a thing in such an occasion.

But at this moment, he was in a good mood and didn't want to bother about such a small matter, so he didn't pay attention to it at first.

However, what he did not expect was that immediately afterwards, a terrible change that he had never expected began!

"I feel a little dizzy..."

An aide spoke up, swaying, "Maybe I've been staying up too late lately. I'll go downstairs and rest for a while."

Sharma was about to continue speaking, hoping to show his generosity and kindness, when another aide spoke up, "I feel a little dizzy, too..."

As he spoke, his body swayed and he seemed to be about to fall. Then, other people began to react one after another: "When you put it that way, I feel a little bit..."

"Isn't it too late..."

"The influence of the double-moon night..."

"Wait, everyone, wake up. Do you smell anything? Are we drugged?"

Sharma was startled, and then he felt cold all over: "You are poisoned, idiots, open the window quickly, let the wind blow in, and blow away these air currents!"

He roared wildly, his heart pounding, the shadow of death once again looming over his mind. The rest of the people also reacted and realized that they were attacked. Fear and rage struck them at the same time: "Guards! Guards are here!"

where?!"

"The enemy has already approached the headquarters, how come we haven't noticed anything yet!"

An aide shouted so loudly, his voice betraying his panic at the moment. However, at this moment, the guards who were supposed to be waiting outside the room, ready to be dispatched at any time, did not respond at all.

The two staff members looked at each other and swallowed their saliva. They silently chanted a spell to protect themselves with magic, walked to the door and opened it. However, the scene outside made their hair stand on end: "The guard regiment... has been wiped out!"

With the help of magic, they could see clearly that every pre-arranged sentry outside the building was now empty.

What we did have were just corpses lying on the ground, having been dead for who knows how long!

"It must be assassins sent by Orcus. They want to behead us!"

An aide who was out exploring roared, then turned around and prepared to rush back to the room. But suddenly, a black shadow passed by, and then the man staggered and fell directly to the ground!

The enemy has arrived, and in the blink of an eye, he has accurately taken a person's life!

In an instant, Sharma's whole body turned cold, and fear seemed like a pair of iron hands, gripping his throat and making him unable to utter a word!

Although he has been on many battlefields so far, he hid at the back, the safest place, almost every time.

He had never come into such close contact with death before, so his performance at this moment was even worse than that of his staff!

Realizing that the enemy was close at hand, his staff members all pulled out their weapons and staffs. Although they had never trained together, they now seemed to be in perfect harmony: "Use the Dancing Lights technique to illuminate this place!"

"Break the windows and use wind magic to blow away the poison gas!"

"Who has protective toxin? Release one first!"

"Sir Sharma, do you know the secondary recovery technique? Maggie can't hold on any longer!"

Sharma was about to say "I will", but at this moment, a strong light lit up around the outside of the room, illuminating the figure of the assassin.

In a flash, Sharma barely saw the other person's face clearly.

Chapter 746: Sharma's Death

He was a dark elf, his dark skin was his best nightgown. His long white hair was wrapped in a turban, and his scarlet eyes were icy cold without any warmth, only full of murderous intent.

His eyebrows and eyes were pretty and good-looking, after all, this was a common feature of all elves. However, at this moment, Sharma had no thoughts of appreciation in his heart, and all he had in his heart was fear!

It's the Dark Elf Assassin!

Why are they here?

Are they allies of Orcus?

Sharma didn't know, however, that the reason why Brahma was a "kingdom" rather than an "empire" was because they had once been a vassal of the Elf Empire.

They knew better than anyone how powerful the elves were, especially the terror of the dark elves, which was almost their nightmare!

The assassin then leaped and disappeared. The staff were also horrified, and then they all started shouting, "Damn it, it's the dark elves, why are they here?"

"Don't be afraid, this is actually easy to deal with! Dark elves are afraid of strong light. Continue to use Dancing Lights to illuminate the surroundings!"

"Hold steady, don't go near the window, use magic to open the window, and don't go near any dark place!"

……

The staff were still shouting, and countless thoughts and guesses popped up in Sharma's mind, but then he scanned them all. The truth was no longer important, and there was only one thought left in his mind!

They are here to kill me!

Run quickly!

"Let's retreat!" he roared, "It's not safe here anymore, let's leave!"

Fear pierced his heart, and he had actually forgotten at that moment that his chances of survival were actually greater here, where there was strong light, by defending and waiting for support.

However, if you run away blindly to a dimly lit place outside where only the moonlight from the two moons shines, it will be more advantageous for the dark elves to perform well and you will be more likely to lose your life!

If Wang Du were here, with his experience and reason, he could definitely figure out the best strategy for the moment. But unfortunately, under the control of fear, he was completely unable to think so much!

He roared, and more than 20 staff members in the room turned their heads and looked at him in confusion. However, Sharma, who was always arbitrary and domineering, would not listen to anyone's advice at this moment. He took a step, striding out with a heavy body, while still roaring: "Go! Go! There are still our people outside!"

Everyone was puzzled, but at this moment, when life and death were at stake, the staff all had clear judgment.

No one obeyed his orders. Some of them felt pity and couldn't help but said, "General, we have been targeted. It will be more dangerous if we go out!"

"If I stay here..."

But unfortunately, before the aide could finish his words, a long string of curses suddenly came from outside the window.

Then, an absolute darkness that could not be seen appeared, enveloping the strong light sources created by the "Dancing Light Technique". The light in the room dimmed, and the next moment, several figures flashed past the window, waving their hands and throwing in several poison gas bombs, which hissed and released thick green poisonous fog around!

In an instant, the poisonous fog filled the entire room. Everyone quickly covered their mouths and noses, and shouted at the same time:

"Wind-making magic! Blow away the poisonous gas!"

"Don't panic. The poison gas won't work that quickly. Gather together and don't give them a chance to take advantage!"

"Light up the surroundings! They don't dare to show up, they don't dare to fight us head-on! This means they are weaker!"

……

The staff roared, some cast spells, some moved positions, and for a moment everything seemed to be in order and unhurried.

Sharma held his breath, listened to his staff, and tried to calm himself down. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his back, as if a steel nail had pierced into him, and the pain almost killed him!

At this moment, he could no longer suppress the fear in his heart! The dark green poison gas obscured his vision, and the cold murderous intent surrounded him. His will had been completely defeated by fear!

"Ah——!" He roared, turned around and rushed out of the door, stepping on the stairs outside and jumping all the way down. His heavy footsteps made the whole building tremble uncontrollably!

He ran out frantically, with only one thought in his mind: he wanted to go to the park of the holy elephants and call all the holy elephants to protect him. Only in this way could he feel at ease!

He never looked down on his staff, he didn't think they could protect him. He only trusted the Holy Elephants, only by staying with them, he would feel at ease!

Little did he know that the main target of these dark elf assassins was none other than himself!

"Huh...huh..."

He was breathing heavily and running along the night road, his long trunk constantly inflated as he inhaled heavily.

He ran forward. The road, which was not particularly long on normal days, seemed inexplicably so long at this moment.

He seemed to have lost contact with the entire world. The command center in the rear was getting farther and farther away, and the destination in front was out of reach. There was only this absolutely dark and gloomy road in the middle, which made him run forever like a hamster in a cage!

He ran to an intersection and was about to run forward, but a new poison gas bomb suddenly fell in front of him. The pungent green poison gas hissed out, blocking his way forward!

Suddenly, Sharma's hair stood on end!

The dark elf caught up and was waiting for him in front!

No, you can’t go that way, you have to take a detour!

He quickly turned around, turned at the intersection, and ran in the other direction in panic.

He was in a panic and felt his heart beating like thunder, shaking his entire chest.

He turned his head and looked back, but in the endless darkness, he could not find any trace of the dark elf.

The land around him was in darkness, as if boundless murderous intent was rushing towards him from all directions, and it was possible to cut him into pieces at any time!

No, I don’t want to die, I can’t die!

This was the only thought in his mind. However, the dark elf assassin lurking in the darkness was still following him, throwing out a poison gas bomb from time to time to block Sharma's way forward, forcing him to change direction again and again, even going against his destination!

The assassin seemed like an experienced hunter, playing with his prey. He was not in a hurry to launch a fatal blow, for he was also afraid that his prey would fight back in desperation and hurt him instead.

So, he waited patiently, waiting for the injured Sharma to use up all his energy, so that he could take action and give the ultimate target the most fatal blow!

However, Sharma was unaware of all this. He just ran desperately, running in a panic, feeling that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult, his nose was starting to feel numb, and his heart and lungs felt like they were about to explode!

His strong legs were shaking and he was about to stop running. However, he was still far from being safe and despair could not help but rise to his heart!

But at this moment, a blue streak streaked across the sky, and then he saw a figure.

A figure with white hair.

The man was nearly 1.8 meters tall, with a slender figure, loose white hair, and holding a double-headed sword. He looked handsome, graceful and elegant.

Sharma recognized him immediately. How could he not recognize him? In the past three months, every time he mentioned this person's name and thought of his deeds and the treatment he received, he would inevitably feel jealous and hateful!

I am also a favored son of heaven in the Kingdom of Borneo, and I hold great power. Why don’t I receive so much admiration!

He hated him so much that he even secretly did a lot of tricks to discredit and disgust him.

Therefore, he was very familiar with this guy's figure. What's more, just a few hours ago, he was flying around in the sky, exiling those giant bull demons one by one, and clearing out more than half of the Balor Flame Demons!

The person who came was Hawthorne!

When Sharma realized who was coming, he was overjoyed, as if the person standing in front of him was not his enemy who was jealous to the point of being almost crazy, but a new sun rising on the horizon!

He illuminated the darkness, warmed the night, and dispelled the air. In an instant, Sharma felt that he saw hope and was redeemed!

“Hawthorne——!” He opened his mouth and let out a roar of relief from his throat, “Save me——!”

No matter how much he envied Hawthorne, as the pride of the new generation of elephant men

As the top elite of the country of Borneo, Sharma has always been very clear about his understanding and positioning of Hawthorne.

Especially after seeing Huo Sang's battle just now, he understood very well how powerful Huo Sang was. Unlike him who could only serve as an all-around assistant to the Holy Elephants, Huo Sang's own strength was enough to destroy the Balrog Flame Demon!

With his powerful strength, it would be absolutely easy for him to eliminate these dark elf assassins!

I am saved!

The hope of life emerged in his heart, and at this moment, there were even tears in Sharma's eyes.

I really shouldn't have been so jealous of him, and I shouldn't have used those little tricks to discredit and disgust him. I shouldn't have chosen to preserve the strength of the Holy Elephants and not support him when he was being chased by the Balor Flame Demon just now...

I did do something wrong, but let's just let it go. From today on, I must treat him as a guest of honor...

As he thought this, his thoughts were so tense that time seemed to slow down. He was thinking about everything, and he stretched his hands upwards, calling for help, hoping that Hawthorne could help him at this moment.

Then he saw that in the sky, Hawthorne did not stop at all and continued to rush into the distance. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

Chapter 747 The Late Yellow Bird

In an instant, Sharma felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

Why is he gone?

Didn't he hear my cry for help?

still is……

You don't intend to save me at all?!