Surprised me into a goddess of light

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At the same time, in the west of the core area of ​​the Elven Forest, there is a secret and large cave carved out by the sword light.

Izayoi washed the blood and filth off his body, and he looked no different from usual, cool and handsome, except that his face was a little pale.

She took out the tent and bed from Eve's ring, built them deep in the cave, and put the unconscious Eve on the bed.

After placing Eve, Shizayoi took off his black coat and underwear, pursed his lips, and used sword fire to clean the hideous wound on his chest that was contaminated by the breath of the undead.

The scorching pain came, and her face turned pale again.

Then, Izayoi put on clean plain clothes and walked to Eve's bedside.

Under the dim magic lamp, you can vaguely see the faint white and black lights flickering on the surface of Eve's body, which is the result of the constant conflict between the light element and the dark element.

Sixteen nights sat on the edge of the bed, observed for a while, and gently placed his right index finger on the center of Eve's eyebrows.

The most refined and pure dark elemental magic power with sword intent, like a precise scalpel, poured into Eve's eyebrows, entangled the dark elemental breath inside, attracted it out, and transferred it into Izayoi's body.

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Drunk perfect elemental physique, itself has a very high resistance to the elements of this series, for example, Eve, who has the sacred blazing physique and the perfect physique of other five series, can be immune to most of the basic damage of light elements and other five series of elements.

However, this also means that when Eve encounters the dark curse made of dark elements, she will receive additional damage and influence.

Izayoi, as a ghostly and dark physique, has a very high resistance to the magic power of dark elements. This way of transferring the dark elements in Eve's body to himself and transferring the damage is the best way to resolve elemental conflicts.

But this is only to solve the conflict between the light and dark elements. The forbidden spell cast by Gust, the curse of the demon god of the underworld, still remains in Eve's body, and it is not so easy to solve.

I don't know how long it took, the elemental conflict on Eve's body gradually disappeared, and after confirming that it was cleared, Izayoi withdrew his right hand.

She looked a little lonely, because she was helpless against the curse, and sighed heavily.

Izayoi picked up Eve's interspatial ring, transmitted his mental power into it, and scanned the items inside.

There are many magic books in the ring, a small iron box sealed by magic, a box of rum and gin, and various daily necessities including underwear.

Unintentionally, Izayoi suddenly saw a pile of particularly special books.

Their covers are completely different from those of the magic guide book next to them. They are not boring elemental symbols, but delicate-looking elf girls in revealing clothes.

Some covers show two or even three elf girls passionately embracing, or kissing.

Sixteen nights saw one of the books titled "The Song of the Blood Elf", and beside it were books such as "The Elven Mage and the Swordsman Girl", "The Elven Journey: Finding the Lily".

A trace of doubt and curiosity flashed in her bright red eyes, but out of respect, she did not take them out to look at them without authorization.

Flipping through the book of Izayoi's spiritual power, I saw another sketch with extremely high skill.

In the painting is a beautiful blonde girl with a smile on her face, leaning on the Milo Bridge, with the scenery of the city of Apocalypse behind her.

Izayoi looked up at the unconscious Eve on the bed.

Sure enough, although Eve in the painting is beautiful, Eve in reality is even more beautiful.

Sixteen nights thought lightly, took out a clean towel from the ring, wet it with the spring water from the entrance of the cave, returned to the bed, and wiped Eve's face earnestly.

She wiped it very carefully, and soon, all the dust and blood on the girl's face were wiped clean.

Shizaya glanced at Eve's somewhat messy blond hair, took out a comb, sat on the edge of the bed, held Eve into his arms, and combed Eve's hair seriously.

Izayoi was combing while muttering to himself wistfully.

"Sorry, Eve..."

"I didn't expect you to become like this..."

"I should have been more determined at the beginning, I shouldn't have let you come..."

Eve's hair is of very good quality, and Izayoi did not need much effort to make her blond hair soft and beautiful again.

Just suddenly, Izayoi seemed to notice something from Eve in his arms, and frowned.

She held Eve with her left hand, and placed her right hand gently on Eve's forehead.

Izayoi's heart tightened when he felt a slightly hot touch.

"Oops, Eve seems to have a fever."

Izayoi bit his pale lips with an extremely serious expression.

As a perfect elemental body, it is almost impossible to get sick, at least for Izayoi, there is no such thing as fever in life.

As for Eve, as a goddess, it is basically impossible to get sick. It is only because of the debilitating sequelae of excessive use of divine power, coupled with the impact of undead breath and dark elements, that this special case occurred.

Izayoi stroked Eve's forehead and face again, and touched his own again, becoming more and more sure that Eve had a fever.

As a single dark-type magister, she doesn't know any light-type healing magic at all, and the magic potions in Eve's ring are also used for restoring magic power, increasing strength, speed, etc., not to mention antipyretics, just He didn't even store any healing potions.

After all, for Eve, the prepared healing potion is not as good as the healing technique she casts at will, and the antidote is not as good as her light system purification technique.

Izayoi pondered for a while. Although she had no experience with fever, she still had basic common sense.

The most urgent task is to cool down Eve.

Her bright red eyes suddenly lit up, remembering that there was a case of wine in Eve's ring.

Izayoi took out the rum and gin in the ring, and as soon as the lid of the bottle was pulled off, the strong smell of spirits filled the entire cave.

As if it were an illusion, Izayoi seemed to see Eve's brows wrinkled.

She took out a clean towel, poured spirits on the towel seriously, wiped Eve's forehead and cheeks, and paid close attention to Eve's condition.

The temperature on Eve's forehead dropped a little, but her cheeks seemed to be redder, and her body temperature was still very high.

Izayo hesitated for a while, his eyes became firm.

She put Eve on the bed, took off Eve's coat, and saw the white shirt inside, and the green and swollen chest because of the underwear.

The delicate curve came into the eyes, making Izayoi's lips slightly pursed.

Then, Izayoi unbuttoned Eve's shirt one by one, and with his fingers resting on his waist, he untied the belt around Eve's waist.

She parted Eve's shirt sideways and took it off.

The skin as white as jade is exposed to the air, like the most perfect jade in the rough, which is dazzling.

In the slightly cool cave, it was inexplicably hot.

A blush appeared on Izayoi's pale cheeks. She closed her eyes and calmed down. Relying on the memory just now, she picked up a towel stained with spirits and gently wiped Eve's body from the collarbone down.

With alcohol on her body, Eve seemed to groan, which made Shizaiye's mind a little confused.

She didn't dare to open her eyes, still drooping her eyelashes, and wiped slowly at a constant speed.

After wiping his chest and back, Izayoi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a sigh of relief.

In fact, Izayoi himself is currently very weak, with a very serious penetrating wound in his chest, and he only forcibly suppressed it with the third-order magic power.

She turned Eve's back to her, opened her eyes, took out a new blouse from the ring, and put it on for Eve.

But at this moment, Eve suddenly turned around by herself.

A piece of extremely delicate snow-white was reflected in the eyes, Izayo quickly raised his head, shifted his gaze, but bumped into a pair of fiery pupils.

Eve woke up at some point, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were fiery.

The bright red pupils and deep purple eyes quietly looked at each other under the orange magic light, reflecting each other.

Izayo saw Eve staring at him unblinkingly. The deep purple eyes seemed to be ignited by some kind of emotion, burning like a raging fire, making Izayo feel as if she was naked, being caught by those pair of eyes. The eyes see through.

It seems that Eve, like himself, has a pair of clear sword eyes.

"Eve...you're awake."

Izayo subconsciously put his hands on his chest, trying to cover up something.

She felt a little embarrassed, with annoyance and shame, but there was no hatred or resentment, but her heartbeat became very fast and thumping.

But Eve didn't answer Izayoi's words, she stretched out her hand suddenly, and pushed Izayoi forcefully onto the bed.

The wound on his chest was affected, and Izayo groaned, feeling a little painful.

"Eve, you..."

Just as Izayoi was about to speak, two soft, moist things were stuck to her lips. She only had time to let out a "huh" before being completely suppressed by Eve.

Izayoi's bright red eyes widened, and her whole body tensed up. She grabbed Eve's shoulders and tried to push them away, but Eve's strength became stronger for some reason. Under the influence of the injury, Izayoi I was so weak that I couldn't move at all.

Then, she felt the lips that were kissing her gently tingle, a feeling that she had never felt before swept through Izayoi's whole body, making her body even weaker, and she had no strength to push Eve away.

Eve had almost no clothes on her body. Feeling the heartbeat and body temperature of the other party, Izayoi's breathing became rapid, and she looked at Eve who was close at hand.

I saw that the other party's eyes were blurred, his mind was blurred, as if he was drunk, and his face was flushed.

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Broken city in the middle of the night, the elf king's city.

Hundreds of third-tier elf enchantment masters sat on the ground, forming a special pattern of magic circles, continuously pouring magic power into the core of the magic circle, and maintaining the enchantment of the royal city.

The core of this magic circle is a brown wooden column suspended in the air. It is a part of the root of the world tree. It can transform ordinary magic power into an enchantment like an absolute life field. It is difficult to break through the enchantment of the royal city in a short period of time.

The reason why Gust fought against the elf army led by the Grand Commander outside the king's city was because of this special magic barrier, which was difficult to break through.

As long as the enchantment is not broken, the Grand Commander can at least hold Gust for a few days by virtue of the unique healing and sealing properties of the original wood of the artifact. The fourth level reaches the core of the elf forest and rescues the elves from danger.

However, when all the elves closed their eyes peacefully and transmitted magic power to the enchantment, an inconspicuous elf mage quietly opened his eyes on the edge of the magic circle.

A gray light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly stopped the movement of transmitting magic power, and took out a pitch-black magic scroll from the space ring.

He held the scroll blankly and wanted to tear it open.

"Awen, what are you going to do!"

A high-pitched voice sounded, accompanied by a sudden sound of breaking through the air, the pitch-black scroll was directly bounced off by the magic missile, and several elf guards disguised as mages quickly controlled Arwen.

An old elf mage with a long beard walked up to Yawen and said sadly, "Yawen, I didn't expect that you are also an undercover agent of the Dark God Sect."

"You are a purebred forest elf. For 200 years, the elf forest has raised you, and the elves have nurtured you. Don't you have any feelings?"

"What benefits did the Dark God teach you? Why did you betray us!"

Yawen was pressed to the ground by the elf guards, her hair was disheveled, and her figure was in a mess, but she didn't have much mental fluctuations, but was very calm.

"Archmage, I am not betraying the elves."

Yawen lay on the ground and said calmly: "The one in the world tree is the real god, the last god. He will come out sooner or later. The world tree can't stop it, and the queen can't stop it. The elves, and the whole Noah world, Sooner or later it will belong to that god."

"It is better to accept the reality than to resist meaninglessly. Only in this way can our elves continue to grow and develop."

The old elf mage was trembling with anger: "Bastard, this is why you betrayed the elf? How dare you disbelieve the queen and the tree of life!"

Yawen looked around at the glaring elves around him, and sighed: "I knew you couldn't understand. Being in the clan, you are restricted by the narrow elf forest. Only elves like me and drow who can see the form clearly, In order to lead the elves out of the predicament..."

Before Yawen could finish speaking, the old mage swung his staff angrily, knocked on his head, knocked his head off, and interrupted his words.

But Yawen just turned his head slowly, with blood on his head, full of disappointment and said: "It's useless, everything will happen, and nothing can be stopped. If you do this, it will only cause greater casualties to the elves... ..."

The old mage swung his stick again, directly knocked Yawen out, and snorted angrily: "Help the foreign enemy, deceive the public with evil words, stupid, you deserve death!"

"Put him in the dungeon and wait for the commander to send him down."

"Yes!"

Two elf guards dragged Awen away, and the old mage sighed heavily, looking at the thousand-meter giant tree outside the enchantment of the king's city, with melancholy eyes.

As a divine tool, the primordial wood has high requirements for users. Can the commander persist until the support arrives?

Just as the old mage was frowning and thinking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. After Yawen was arrested, he acted too calmly, as if he had a premonition.

Could it be that he had expected this a long time ago?

The Dark God Religion did not rely solely on Yawen to break the enchantment!

The old mage was shocked, and looked at the hundreds of third-tier elves in the magic circle.

At the same time, among these purebred Tier [-] elf mages, ten of them suddenly raised their heads and looked at the old mage calmly.

Each of their elves took out a pitch-black scroll from the ring, opened their hands, and tried to tear it.

The old mage seemed to be poured by a basin of cold water, his hands and feet were cold.

The Dark God Cult actually buried so many undercover agents among the elves!How on earth is it done!How long have you been preparing!

As for such a simple action as tearing open the scroll, the old mage had no time to stop it.

A dark halo enveloped the surroundings, and the brown tree roots at the core of the magic circle were wrapped in black light, quickly lost their brilliance, and fell to the ground.