Chapter 339 The Wind Blows Away the Red Mist

"Elves?"

Everyone was confused, and a knight couldn't help but murmured.

"But, according to the information, the elf we captured is not that short."

The knights looked at each other, and then their eyes fell on the captain.

"Captain, what should we do?"

"Did the leader say that, elf girl?"

"No"

Bernard shook his head and recalled that during the meeting, someone did mention another elf.

"According to the intelligence, there is not only one elf here."

"In Linxia Town, a white-haired elf cub once appeared!"

"If I guessed correctly, the elf in front of me is"

"What?!"

The knights were very excited. As long as they caught the elf cub, they would definitely remember it as a great achievement.

Then it's obvious.

Catch the elf in front of you.

However, they did not dare to step forward without the captain's order. They could only stand silently and look at Bernard who was lost in thought.

Bernard stared at the silhouette in the red mist.

Everything is consistent with the information.

But, why does this elf cub appear here.

And what is going on with this faint red mist and the red line derived from the red mist?

Suddenly, he remembered the previous mission of the Fourth Guardian Knights.

The red mist in front of me was so similar to the blood mist that annihilated the entire Guardian Knights.

But it shouldn't be.

If it was really the blood mist that swallowed everything, why would the elf be in the center of the red mist, as if nothing had happened.

Furthermore, the concentration of this mist is also very low.

Just when Bernard was lost in thought.

Randolf, an impatient knight, couldn't help but go up, get close to the red mist, and reach out to touch it.

"don't want!"

Bernard came back to his senses and wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.

"This, what is this?"

The moment Randolph touched the red mist, the armor he wore was stained with red mist.

And it was corroding and swallowing the armor with extremely fast restraint. The red mist attached to the arm of the armor was burning like fire meeting dry wood.

"Take it off!"

Bernard gave the order quickly, and Randolph was very decisive and immediately took off his armor.

But the arm was still stained with the strange red mist.

"No"

Randolph was very scared, was he going to die?

Just die ineffectively like this?

He is not afraid of death, but he does not want to die in such a difficult way!

"Stretch out!"

brush!

A ray of light dispersed, and the arm stained with red mist was instantly cut off by Bernard.

"Ugh!"

Randolph covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming, while Cassie took out the healing potion from the ring.

He stepped forward and scattered Randolph's hands, tore off the clothes and wrapped Randolph's broken arm.

"Back off!"

Without Bernard's order, after seeing Randolph's miserable state, the knights quietly took a few steps back.

They indeed still come here with the consciousness of death.

But this does not mean that they are not afraid of death.

It doesn't even mean that they will die in vain.

He died inexplicably.

It is undoubtedly a very stupid behavior to die without even knowing the opponent's situation.

"This is?"

Bernard stared at the armor Randolph had taken off.

At this moment, the red mist clinging to the armor was like a flame, disappearing in a matter of ten seconds. "team leader"

Cassie held Randolph worried.

This was his first time seeing such a strange situation.

"What's going on with the red mist?"

"besides"

Cassie's eyes fell on the gorgeous figure within the red mist.

"Is that really an elf?"

Cassie's doubts are also the doubts of many knights.

Is that really an elf, not a demon?

What kind of elf can do such weird tricks?

They had never even heard of this red mist.

"have no idea"

Bernard shook his head, his eyes blazing, as if he was thinking about something.

But soon, he made a decision.

"Everyone take a step back"

After saying this, Bernard decisively took out the rare object that the emperor had given to their knights, Feng Lai Fan.

A fan as big as a palm appeared from Bernard.

The moment the fan appeared, Cassie felt the air around her suddenly become stagnant.

It was as if he was bowing to the palm-sized fan in front of him.

The knights instantly became energetic after seeing the wind coming from Bernard's hand.

You know, this fan is so powerful that it can even move mountains and fill the Dead Sea with wonders!

Is it just too small?

Just when everyone was confused, Bernard took a deep breath and held the seemingly ordinary fan tightly with both hands.

Immediately, he moved his lips slightly, as if silently reciting some spell, while slowly injecting magic power into the fan.

The fan began to change under the nourishment of magic power.

The originally small fan gradually expanded, growing rapidly as if it was injected with life.

In just a moment, a huge fan with a length of two meters appeared in front of everyone.

The mysterious brilliance flows on the fan, which seems to contain endless power.

"Since you can't touch it, blow it all away!"

Bernard stared closely at the red mist in front of him, and his voice revealed an unquestionable majesty.

He raised his fan high and shouted in the direction of the red mist:

"The wind is coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fan began to vibrate violently.

Then, a gust of wind suddenly burst out from the fan, sweeping towards the red fog with a destructive momentum.

The wind was so fierce that it seemed that even the sky and the earth would change color.

The big trees swayed violently in the wind, and the leaves rustled, as if playing a prelude to the coming storm.

The terrifying airflow swirled around Bernard, as if giant dragons were roaring.

They gathered on the wind fan, adding a bit of mystery and majesty to the fan.

Bernard fanned it lightly, and the gust of wind rushed out like a wild horse.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, the overwhelming wind launched a fierce attack on the red fog.

In just a moment, the red fog was blown to pieces by the wind and disappeared without a trace.

Only the red line dancing in the air was left, reminding people that the red fog once existed.

And the figure above the red fog also came into their eyes.

For a moment, everyone held their breath.

They admired the elves, the beauty that was loved by the world.

The most beautiful tribe, well-deserved.

Her delicate face was like a work of art carefully carved by a sculptor, with every inch of lines just right;

Her skin was as white as snow, exuding a faint luster;

And her snow-white hair swayed gently in the breeze, as light and pure as the first snow in winter.

Before seeing the elves, Cassie was puzzled by the fact that in ancient times, various tribes pursued and captured elves.

But when he saw the elves in front of him.

He might understand a little.

Such a beautiful thing, even if you catch one and keep it in a cage, it is an extremely happy thing. (End of this chapter)