There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 814 - 685: Invading the Holy Land of Elves!_2

Chapter 814 -685: Invading the Holy Land of Elves!_2

The branches and flowers here are all pale frost.

A female humanoid with white hair and eyes, slender and pointed ears stood atop the mountain, her grey pupils slightly contracting.

Like a cat locking onto its prey, her gaze was extremely sharp.

“Holy See of Light…”

“Seeking death.”

The Ice and Snow Elf raised her hand to conjure a bow, pinching the bowstring and nocking an arrow as snowflakes flew in from all directions, slowly forming an arrow at her fingertips.

Then, the sharp arrow shot out towards the air ahead.

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Whoosh—

The Frost Arrow pierced through the void in an instant, disappearing into the vast expanse of white snow ahead.

It unwaveringly pierced through the massive whirlwind snowball, with the arrowhead flashing a cold chill, and without any warning signs, it suddenly appeared in front of the person drawing the magic array!

At that moment, Xu Shuo abruptly moved sideways.

“Pfft!”

The Frost Arrow penetrated his left shoulder, but in order to maintain the formation of the magic array without interruption, Xu Shuo did not stop his drawing.

Duke of Silver looked up towards where the arrow had originated, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Behind them, a silver arrow also flew out, cutting through the whirlwind snowball with unstoppable force, piercing back through the void that the Frost Arrow had just passed through.

Ripples spread through the air, and without pause, Zuo Fang released a second arrow, following the fletching of the first.

However, this second arrow still failed to seize the opportunity, flying into the blizzard after passing through the snowball.

When the void exhibited abnormalities.

Actually, everyone had sensed it beforehand.

…

Floating Island.

The Ice and Snow Elf on the mountain peak was intently sensing the situation outside when suddenly a silver arrow appeared right in front of her, shimmering with a cold metallic sheen.

Her eyes widened in shock, and she quickly raised her hand to sweep in front of her, forcefully grabbing the arrow.

And the arrowhead was only a mere three inches from her head.

The next moment, the arrow shaft suddenly exploded!

“Bang!”

The unprepared Ice and Snow Elf staggered and fell.

The explosion caused her to instinctively release her grip, and as she looked up incredulously, she saw the silver arrow slowly dissipating.

Blood trickled from her forehead and hands, but quickly froze into frost, and her injuries healed as before.

At that moment.

Waves began to ripple in the void.

As if something was influencing this space, the spreading ripples gradually turned into cracks, stretching out to a width of about thirty feet, and golden light seeped in from the other side.

The Ice and Snow Elf was startled and perplexed; not staying bewildered, she quickly got up and shot an Elven Arrow into the sky behind her.

And the next moment.

“Whoosh!”

The void behind her split open.

Ferocious blizzards rushed in from the opening, instantly sweeping across the mountain peak, far more ferocious and wild than the snowstorm on the island!

At the same time, a voice came from above her head, filled with anger!

“It was you who shot the arrow from behind just now, wasn’t it!”

The Ice and Snow Elf’s gaze was fierce, she did not respond but instead swiftly turned and kicked!

However, the opponent seemed to have anticipated her move, tilting slightly to dodge her leg whip, and immediately pressing forward with a Knight’s Sword in hand, stabbing without hesitation!

Zzzt—

It didn’t sound like the blade cutting through flesh; instead, it felt like it stabbed into some solid, abrasive material, somewhat rough and impeded.

The Ice and Snow Elf let out a pained grunt, gripping the sword piercing her abdomen as frost crept along the blade.

Zuo Fang chuckled, as the Power of Light within the sword burst forth, and he thrust the sword deeper.

“Ugh…”

The Ice and Snow Elf could no longer resist.

She glared hatefully at the Knight of Light in front of her, her words exuding coldness: “Church of Light, you will not escape.”

That was real coldness, an icy breath radiating from her body, causing even Zuo Fang’s skin to begin frosting over.

He promptly withdrew his sword and retreated far away.

The Frost Elf lay on the ground, solidifying into an ice statue in front of him, then shattered into snowflakes.

But the chill still spread across the ground, like absolute Extreme Frost, the crackling sound chasing after the three who had just landed on the mountain peak.

“Damn, what is this thing?!”

Zuo Fang kept retreating, starting to run.

Not far away, seeing this, Xu Shuo, who was healing himself, stomped heavily on the ground.

The robust Aura of Light burst forth, and golden light also flowed along the ground, canceling out the cold as it encountered it.

“Power of Dawn,” Xu Shuo said indifferently.

“I really can’t understand. What’s the connection between dawn and cold?!” Zuo Fang exclaimed, shaking the frost off his body.

At these words, Xu Shuo suddenly chuckled.

He gazed thoughtfully at the distant islands: “Deities rely on the Power of Faith to construct their Divinity, yet such Divinity is also eroded by the believers.”

Deities, in a sense, are like the idols of the present world.

Fans like what kind of idols there are, those idols must turn themselves into the images within the fans’ hearts, or else the fans will abandon them without hesitation.

Even if they were not such people originally.

Fans are passionate, but they are also the most ruthless.

Believers might be even more fanatical than fans.

But in each believer’s heart, there is also a unique image of the deity they worship.

If the image in the hearts of millions of believers is the same, then wouldn’t the Divinity created by such Power of Faith become what they envisage?

Unlike the Goddess of Dawn, the God of Light actually does not have a fixed image.

You may see Him as male, or consider Him to be female, or even believe that He is any species, young or old, the only similarity is—

He brings light and warmth to this world.

He is the most exalted, He is brighter than the sun, He is purer than the moon, He is the direction of world’s light.

This is the Scripture promulgated by the Holy See of Light.

The Scriptures are full of ambitions.

But among the Ice and Snow Elves, the Goddess of Dawn has a fixed image.

She broke through the cold darkness, emerging from the pristine moonlight into the dawn, bringing vitality and hope to the Elves beyond the continent.

The Goddess of Dawn seems to have been born solely to protect the Ice and Snow Elves from the very beginning.

But not until the War of Faith began a thousand years ago.

Did this claim gradually become “bringing hope to the world.”

After all, business must be done with humans.

Although, to this day, humans on the mainland still don’t quite understand why the reclusive Ice and Snow Elves suddenly wanted their deity to start doing business with humans.

It’s a pity that before their emergence, human faith had already been preempted by the Church of Light.

…

“I didn’t quite understand,”

Zuo Fang said doubtfully: “So what you mean is, this group of Ice and Snow Elves like living in this cold place, so they simply made their deity also embrace the wind and snow?”

Xu Shuo laughed: “If you think of it that way, then you’ve got it just right.”

Upon hearing this, Zuo Fang feigned a sudden realization.

The recently opened gap in the sky had already healed, and this space seemed to have some kind of self-healing ability,

After the three of them entered, they did not immediately plan to explore other places but stood on the mountaintop to survey the surroundings, while also waiting for something.

A moment later.

Countless Frost Arrows flew towards them!

The Duke of Silver’s presence erupted instantaneously.

As the arrows approached, they were drawn into the whirlwind, and after spinning in the air, they flew back in the direction they came from with great speed.

But once out of the wind field, the returned Elven Arrows traced a circle again in the air and flew towards them once more.

“Wow!”

Zuo Fang clapped and cheered from the sidelines, not minding adding to the commotion: “This back-and-forth move is brilliant, quite a fair fight!”

The Duke of Silver frowned slightly; this time he did not send the arrows back, but as they entered the wind field, they were shredded and dispersed as ice dust in the air.

And at that moment.

Numerous pale figures surged from all directions, blending seamlessly into the vast expanse of snow mountains.

It was the Ice and Snow Elves from the Floating Island.

But they did not come close completely, instead stopping on mountain peaks about two miles away, seemingly forming an encirclement around them.

“His Papal holiness, you’ve yet to recover from your injuries, please leave the rest to me!”

When NPCs were around, Zuo Fang tended to be quite enthusiastic about earning performance value.

He even drew out his Knight’s Sword to use.

Then, with a face full of righteousness, he stood in front of Xu Shuo, as his mighty Haoran Qi escalated incrementally, and the pure Aura of Light swirled around him, indeed possessing some of the majesty of a Chief Knight.

Xu Shuo ignored him, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding Ice and Snow Elves, and then he looked down at the foot of the mountain.

Below was a crystal-clear white land, smooth as a mirror, as if seeing the ice plains beneath.

Of course, there was actually a bottomless gorge there.

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