Ruvera And Prince Elves

Chapters 134. Yara Alejandro 41

The Black Elf has entered the manejadinsatnya himself. Yara gained strength from that Black Elf.

Yara doesn't know what power, she recalls Gilda's message.

"I am fusing with you, and helping with my disbelief. You should be able to conquer the other. Because he's stronger than I am"

After saying that Gilda's body turned to ashes and entered Yara's body.

Yara told her team everything. Hugo and Mako discover that the Black Horn has something to do with the hundred-headed and scorpion-bodied dragon.

In the Black Horn there is a secret that until now cannot be known, only the top brass. Even Hugo wasn't allowed to find out.

But somehow it was a meeting that Hugo and Mako followed. Mako is also a member of the Black Horn.

They saw a line of fierce faces they did not know appear with a scorpion tattoo.

The line emitted a dangerous aura. One of them had a face similar to Dantau. However he was a little short with a thick killing aura.

He looked at Hugo. Hugo was not afraid to look back at the man. Even though he felt my hair and a point of fear in his brain reacted violently.

Hugo clenched his hand. His breathing is getting heavier. As their gazes were cut off, oxygen seemed to return to surround Hugo.

"That's reckless, Hugo! It attacks mentally"

"We need to be more careful" Mako said. Hugo wanted to provoke. And he lost.

"I don't know those black horns are hiding."

***

Yara is back at the Urban Latan Arena. He felt his body was fine but Otis told him to rest 3 weeks not allowed to do heavy work.

Bored!

And he escaped to the Arena was indeed the most suitable. Ale just allowed him to watch the open become a fighter. But his emotions ignited saw Razor who underestimated the money fighter in the Urban Latan Arena.

Yara often joined the Death Gate Arena. It used to be impossible to try this arena. Where there are no rules in it.

Who survived to the winning end. There was no word of series within this Death Gate Arena.

Must die one of them. Players can choose against anyone. Razor is the strongest right now.

But dear Yara did not find the man.

Yara is confronted by another fighter. The appearance of the front bald head with long black braid hair dangled up to his butt.

Yara had just set foot in the arena but a gesig and invisible attack hit her body. Yara took a step back. Not expecting that attack.

He became more alert. Can not be original and trivial. Opal gave Yara info if the fighters in this Arena were high. His new people are of high quality.

 And only Yara agreed. How to fight with this kind of ability does not have to enter the Urban Eight Arena.

Yara observed her opponent. It's jumping. Yara attacks. He was behind his opponent. But with nimble was his opponent. Stand behind Yara.

"Boo"

Yara's whisper away. Yara felt the pull behind her clothes, it happened very quickly. He was lying with his body slamming on the ground.

DEBOOMS!

CRUST!

Yara's face entered the floor. Lacing his face. Crisp sound of broken celery. Audience cheers. Makes Yara realize she's playing too much.

The hand that hit him. Targeting his neck. The opponent's hand clasped heavily on Yara's neck.

Yara brushed off but her strength wasn't that big. The air is moving away from him. Choked. Yara's eyes turned red. But somehow the power of the Black Elf appeared on him.

His eyes are flushed and smashed. Yara's hand gained strength. He clutched the hand of the opponent who grabbed his neck. 

Back the voice of Celery broke.

"Geez!" A loud shout echoed.

The opponent retreated gontai. He stared at the bitch. Yara stand. His body stood up straight. All his wounds healed on their own.

Yara didn't realize that. He focuses on his opponent or enemy.  Yara just moved her index finger. The screams of his opponent were deafening.

He controls the blood in his opponent's veins. Black smoke came out from Yara's index finger. And enter in the body of the opponent who languished in pain on the floor.

"Hot!"

"Norra!"

From where she stood Yara could see the movement of black smoke entering through her opponent's pulse. Spread throughout the body.

Face's turning blue. 

"Geezhaargh!" 

Otonya poked restraining something foreign that ran through his body. Tension roton. His opponent's clenched hand held the pain.

SPLAAAJ!

His opponent's blood vessels exploded. Black blood liquid splashed everywhere. Yara's opponent died, not left.

Like a water balloon that explodes. His opponent was crushed. Yara rubbed her face that was affected by the splash of black blood.

He descended from the arena still with his red black eyes. Yara turned around and her consciousness returned.

He was disorientated. But when he realized he looked at the terrible scene behind him. Black and rancid liquid was everywhere. It was made to remember. What he's going through.

He noticed his index finger doing all these things. The magic power of Black Elves. How appalling.

"Yara?"

Opal looked at her friend in fear. Yara had just finished off her opponent like she wasn't her friend. Yara's gaze with her red black eyes was staring at the opponent's wrath. The frown of the forehead wanting to retaliate and annihilate it was terrifying.

A dangerous and untouchable aura surrounded Yara. Opal refused to come closer. But he was sure Yara had regained consciousness at this moment.

tbc.