Jian Tongyao was instantly cowed by Seventh Sister's imposing presence. Kill anyone who refused to submit-well, conquering underlings through force certainly wasn't wrong.
"Ah!"
"Seventh Sister, watch out!"
The Dark Elf at the very front twisted his face into a vicious snarl. He actually broke free of some kind of restraint and charged out of the ranks. Elves were extraordinarily fast; in the blink of an eye, just as Jian Tongyao finished her warning, he had already darted in front of Qian Wanyu, an iron arrowhead clutched in his hand.
The death aura released from Qian Wanyu's hand instantly condensed into a sharp blade. Her hand rose, the blade fell, and feathers scattered freely through the air.
The expected smell of blood never filled her nostrils. Jian Tongyao stealthily moved one finger aside to peek, only to meet his hate-filled gaze. The wings on the Dark Elf's back were completely bare, like a rooster that had been plucked clean.
Ding Ding fluttered those little wings, fanning the falling black feathers off to the side.
"Ahem, Seventh Sister, he seems a little different."
"Mm."
He could break free of Seventh Sister's control and even try to seize the chance to kill her. This Dark Elf really was rather strange.
Qian Wanyu took the opportunity to perform Soul Search on him. His face had still been twisted with malice, but as more of his memories were probed, pain appeared in his expression, making him look increasingly horrifying.
"Aaah-"
"So that's how it is."
"Seventh Sister, this man, he... what's happening to him?"
The Dark Elf clutched his head and rolled across the ground in agony, howling without cease. His piercing shrieks made everyone's eardrums ache. The other Dark Elves watched in terror, yet remained motionless because of the black worms. The sight