"Aiyana"
Victoria came to Aiyana's house.
A breeze blew.
With the smell of blood.
It's not the sweet smell of fresh blood, but some old, rusty smell that has been repeatedly tempered by moonlight.
Just when Victoria was about to go up and see what was going on.
The tips of her ears twitched suddenly.
The scent of night dew carried by the evening breeze was mixed with a hint of the smell of burning cedar - this was a sign that the high elves were about to initiate their attack ritual.
She instinctively took a half step back, and the thorny light pattern that had been dormant under the crystal bricks broke out of the ground at this moment.
brush!
The air suddenly made a buzzing sound—thirteen thorny light patterns burst out from the cracks in the floor tiles and instantly wrapped around her wrist.
“There is indeed a trap.”
Victoria drew an arc of ice with her left hand, cutting off the light pattern at that moment.
Purple mist gushed out from the cracks in the ground.
The numbness invaded her lungs with her breath, and she staggered backward. The crisp sound of the star vine breaking came from above her head.
Countless poisoned vine spears fell with a loud bang.
Victoria's moon-white robe billowed like clouds as she spun on tiptoe, ice crystals condensing around her body into a rotating iris barrier.
The moment the poison ivy hit the ice flower, the carved glass on the west side of the terrace exploded.
Lilia walked on the moon holding an emerald longbow, and the starlight condensed on the bowstring illuminated her red eyes.
“Why did you kill my sister!”
The girl's crying cry pierced the night sky.
"She said three days ago that she wanted to withdraw from the royal election!"
Victoria's ice shield was shattered by the starlight arrow, and the flying ice chips reflected a colorful halo between the two of them.
She was suddenly stunned. The ice crystals at the crime scene suspended in the air lacked only indigo and crimson purple in the rainbow light.
"That is"
Victoria tore off the necklace from around her neck, and the moonstone pendant burst into a full rainbow of colors in her palm.
"There are many elves that can imitate frost marks, but Moonstone's..."
Before she finished her words, Lilia suddenly covered her forehead and fell to her knees.
Blood-colored vine lines climbed up her cheeks from her collarbone, and the juice of the star vine suddenly boiled when it came into contact with the lines.
This is the sacrificial contract of the twin elves.
“I didn’t kill him.”
Victoria's ice spike pierced three inches into Lilia's heart, forcibly freezing the runaway magic circuit.
"When your sister was killed, there were no signs of burns on the incisions of the Star Ivy."
The ice crystals extended the projection of the crime scene on the ground.
Victoria's fingertips touched the broken vines on the dome:
"The only ones who can leave this kind of star burn mark are those who have inherited it from generation to generation."
"If it wasn't you who killed him, then who else could it be!"
Lilia let out a heart-wrenching roar and looked at Victoria with great distress.
"Listen to me! Aiyana"
boom!
Victoria's defense was crushed by the sound waves caused by the bone flute.
brush!
The sonic blade cut through the remains of the Starlight Vine, plowing deep grooves in the crystal brick floor, and the well-preserved glazed windows on the west side of the terrace exploded.
Victoria's moon-white robe billowed like waves, and her toes lightly tapped the falling leaves of the star vine.
Ice crystals blossomed into an iris formation behind her, accurately freezing the vibration nodes of each sound wave.
A bone flute sounded.
The star vine leaves under Victoria's feet suddenly exploded, and green liquid splashed. She turned over and jumped up, and ice condensed into blades in her palms.
Suddenly, a ethereal music sounded.
Everything around me started to twist.
"No, it's an illusion."
Victoria's face changed and she quickly used her magic power to stabilize her body.
She clenched her teeth, and the magic power in her body surged, pouring into the ice crystals under her feet.
"Break it for me!"
With a delicate cry, the illusion was instantly shattered and the surrounding scene returned to normal.
What came into view was a cold and beautiful elf woman, playing a bone flute, wearing a black dress, exuding a cold aura. "Tammy?"
Victoria exclaimed.
Tammy slowly opened her eyes, put down the bone flute, and looked at Victoria, saying resentfully:
"You're different when you're out there. Your methods become more ruthless."
"You also think that I killed him?"
Victoria shook her head slowly, and asked without further explanation:
"Humph!"
Tammy snorted, her eyes full of coldness.
"Do you think I will believe you?"
Before she finished her words, she flashed and attacked Victoria again.
The two of them were instantly intertwined, the ice crystals clashed with the bone flute, and the magic power surged.
Although Victoria was extremely anxious, she was extremely experienced in combat and quickly overwhelmed Tammy.
"Damn, how is this possible!"
Tammy retreated violently, her face gloomy.
She held the frost-covered bone flute, her eyes full of disbelief.
After going out, Victoria's strength has grown to this extent?
"Damn, how did this guy become so powerful!"
Tammy cursed inwardly.
Just as she was about to launch another attack, an old and majestic voice suddenly sounded in the night sky:
"enough!"
As the voice fell, an elf priest in a silver robe appeared in the center of the terrace.
Her appearance made the air around them seem to freeze, and the powerful magical fluctuations made Victoria and Tammy stop their hands involuntarily.
The priest's eyes were deep, as if they could see through all illusions.
She slowly raised the staff in her hand, which was a divine staff made from the branches of the World Tree and emitted a faint fluorescence.
"Master High Priest!"
Tammy saluted quickly, a hint of awe in her eyes.
The elf priest glanced at the two people and finally landed on Victoria.
"Even the World Tree is biting you back"
The high priest's voice was wrapped in a thousand years of frost.
"The Moonstone is wailing, the Starvine is resisting, are you still going to deny that you are stained with the blood of your compatriots?"
"Victoria, you are suspected of murdering Aiyana. Come back with me now to stand trial."
Her voice was cold and commanding, and it brooked no rejection.
Victoria, however, clenched her teeth and looked determined.
"I told you, I didn't!"
In just a moment, Victoria was ready for battle.
If she goes back now, she will really be dead.
A hint of coldness flashed in the eyes of the elf priest.
"Since you don't want to, don't blame me for being rude."
She raised the staff in her hand slightly, and powerful magic began to brew.
Victoria was not to be outdone, the magic power in her body surged as she prepared for the battle.
However, at this moment, the elf priest suddenly took action.
She waved the staff in her hand, and a golden light instantly enveloped Victoria.
Victoria only felt her body sink, and the magic power in her body was suppressed and could not be mobilized.
"This is the power of the World Tree. You can't resist it at all."
The elf priest spoke slowly, with a hint of disdain in his tone.
"Oh!"
At this moment, a chuckle was heard.
Shilaiya Karolingo stepped out from the scorched earth of the Central Gardens.
A sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her scarlet eyes were full of coldness.
"Master Priest, where are you taking my Highness?"
As the words fell, blood boiled, and the golden light on Victoria's body instantly dissipated. (End of this chapter)