Hood handed a letter to Matthew.
Matthew opened it and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
This Manister actually wanted the Alliance to send someone to uphold justice and arrest Tyraste immediately!
"It looks like they really are desperate. "
Matthew folded the letter again.
Hood shrugged.
"Who says so?
"There were also many Wood Elves who fled to the Eversong Forest overnight and sought help from the Night Elves. However, the Night Elf Royal Family was very smart. They did not receive these stowaways and even chased the Wood Elves back to the border of the Eversong Forest.
"If you ask me, after a while, the elves will ask for help from Purgatory and Abyss... "
Matthew couldn't help but laugh.
However, his expression immediately became serious.
"I have to go talk to Tyraste. "
Hood reminded,
"Be careful.
"Tyraste might be in a bloodbath right now. "
Matthew nodded.
He then left Windward Valley and walked on the main road that was sparsely populated.
Unknowingly, it was already nearing the end of May.
The phoenix flowers on both sides of the road were especially blazing.
The bright red colour swayed in Matthew's eyes under the sunlight.
The entire city was filled with a decadent and solemn smell.
It was an entire afternoon.
Matthew was looking for traces of Tyraste in the city.
However, what surprised him was…
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Even he couldn't find where Tyraste was hiding!
He had gone to look for Tyrani and Beanna. The former had a sad face, while the latter was at a loss. It seemed that she was not mentally prepared for the current situation.
Evening.
Matthew stood on the southern wall and looked down at the partially pleted protective umbrella.
At that moment.
He heard light footsteps behind him.
Matthew heaved a sigh of relief.
He knew that Tyraste did not have any hostility towards him for the time being.
Because if the other party wanted to attack him, it was impossible for him to hear the footsteps!
"Are you looking for me again? "
Tyraste's tone was as calm as ever.
Matthew looked back. The old elf was dressed the same as before, and his temperament had bee calmer.
He was dressed in casual clothes, and his hands were empty.
He didn't look like he was on a killing spree at all.
"Why did you do that? "
Matthew went straight to the point.
Tyraste's face was as dark as water.
"Because longevity is a curse.
"You humans can live up to a hundred years, but the long-lived wood elves can live up to a thousand years.
"This means that you humans have a self-repair and regeneration mechanism, but the elves do not.
"In that case, we can only rely on external forces to supplement this repair mechanism. "
Matthew shook his head.
"You should have known this long ago.
"What I want to know is, why did you suddenly do it? "
Tyraste's eyes lit up.
"'Cause I got the Apocalypse epiphany. "
"Apocalypse Epiphany? "
Matthew had a bad premonition.
Tyraste nodded.
"What kind of apocalypse epiphany? Can you describe it? "
Matthew braced himself and continued to ask.
He knew that Tyraste's profession was the Apocalypse Sword Saint. He thought that the Apocalypse in this title was more or less related to the Plane Will or the Will of Nature.
Now it seemed that it might not be the case.
"Hard to describe. "
Tyraste's voice was filled with unprecedented confidence and determination.
"It was probably when I was killing the green dragon that I realized how easy it was for me to kill an evil dragon that had troubled the Jade Court for so many years.
"At that moment, I seemed to understand something.
"So I… was actually so powerful.
"Actually, I don't have to worry so much.
"Since I have a grand plan in my heart, I will use the simplest way to realize it.
"You're not going to stop me, are you?
" As a Necromancer who just destroyed a plane with the Undead Calamity, I don't think you have the right, position, or power to do this…"
He said the last sentence.
Tyraste raised his eyebrows slightly.
Matthew felt a sharp light burn his eyes.
At that moment.
Matthew's perception of Tyraste had undergone an earth-shattering change.
If the previous Tyrelast was still a piece of unpolished jade that was extremely restrained.
Now…
He was like a volcano that was about to erupt!
Sharp!
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