Her role was no less important than O'Brien's, and her killing was even greater, but her reputation in the war was far less than O'Brien's.
On the one hand, this is due to O'Brien's amazing talent in commanding the overall situation, and on the other hand, it is also due to her willingness to give up her own fame.
At this moment, while O'Brien was unleashing the storm of destruction wantonly, patches of dark flames were quietly burning and then extinguished silently.
Under the cover of night, these flames are almost invisible to the naked eye, but their power is frightening.
Every time a dark fire ignites, an enemy will be ignited, and then burned to charcoal without even having time to struggle.
Elena walked through the night like the wind, every movement was elegant and beautiful, and there was no hint that she was spreading death all over the world.
With O'Brien drawing fire from the front, she could kill more calmly and efficiently.
So far in the battle, the number of enemy ability users who died at Elena's hands was at least twice as many as O'Brien's.
A few inconspicuous flames lit up in the distance, and a moment later a sharp whistling sounded in the air.
Then several bright orange flames ignited not far away, and the strong explosion sound was still deafening even though it was one kilometer away.
In the flames, large steel parts could be vaguely seen flying.
That's the heavy artillery of the Speaker's army.
Their heavy artillery position was noticed by Elena, and then she summoned her own heavy artillery that had been dormant to suppress artillery fire, destroying all the opponent's heavy artillery in one fell swoop.
The heavy artillery was destroyed and most of the snipers were lost, but they were still unable to deal a fatal blow to O'Brien.
The enemy finally understood that tonight's battle would probably end in defeat again.
Therefore, the enemies lurking in the dark began to retreat one after another.
If it had been in the past, O'Brien might have let the opponent go.
After all, he seemed fine now, but in fact he was extremely tired.
Moreover, there are less than ten family warriors following him.
At this moment, they are either injured or exhausted.
But when he scanned the battlefield, he suddenly saw a special and familiar figure.
O'Brien's eyes flashed coldly, and he immediately gave chase.
Elena, who had just waved a dark fire, noticed that O'Brien's behavior was strange.
She looked in the direction of his pursuit and saw the figure who was running away.
She immediately understood and sprinted with all her strength to escape.
The figure intercepted in front of him.
Running in front of O'Brien was a half-wolf, half-human creature.
It was on all fours, flying in a very awkward posture, but at an incredibly fast speed.
However, when it comes to speed, those with high-level abilities who can control gravity in the magic-like domain have absolutely few opponents.
O'Brien was floating in the air, with a faint glow emitting from his body.
He was flying rapidly, getting closer and closer to the prey in front of him.
Elena appeared in front of O'Brien.
It seemed that it wouldn't be long before she would stop him.
It realized its situation, stopped suddenly, turned around and lay on the ground, staring at O'Brien who was rapidly approaching with a pair of green eyes, and kept letting out menacing low growls from its throat.
It has a wolf head, very similar to the legendary werewolf of old times, but still retains many human body characteristics.
The distance of a hundred meters passed in an instant.
Just when O'Brien stopped and prepared to teach it a lesson with a long-range attack, it suddenly jumped up and stretched its body like a fish swimming in the air.
In an instant, it appeared In front of O'Brien, its speed was so fast that O'Brien had no time to react, and it pounced on him.
However, the werewolf's sharp claws failed to hurt O'Brien, and were instead stopped by an invisible shield in mid-air.
The werewolf hung entirely on O'Brien's shield, biting and scratching in vain.
Its sharp teeth and claws continuously secrete a thick yellow liquid.
These secretions are extremely corrosive, and large amounts of white foam immediately form upon contact with the energy field of the shield.
Amid the chissing sound, O'Brien's protective force field was rapidly weakened and became extremely unstable.
If it were another spell-like ability user, he might have been killed by the werewolf's claws long ago, but O'Brien's reaction speed is far faster than that of ordinary spell-like ability users.
He only needed a force field to block him for an instant, and he had already raised his hand.
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And designated the werewolf's head, and a blazing white fire stream has already taken shape on the fingertips As long as there is no energy defense organism, there is no way to stop the 2,000-degree high-temperature jet that O'Brien is brewing at this moment.
However, the werewolf suddenly stopped biting and looked at O'Brien.
The moment before the fire stream shot out, he actually grinned and smiled strangely at O'Brien.
A warning sign flashed in O'Brien's heart, and without any time to think, he immediately instinctively dispersed the fire flow from his fingertips, hunched over his head, and assumed a defensive posture.
The fire flow lost control, and violent energy burst out immediately, forming a violent explosion.
A moment later, the werewolf's body also began to expand, and an explosion ten times more violent occurred.
O'Brien flew up high like a stone, was pushed a hundred meters away by the shock wave of the explosion, and then fell to the ground like a bag of flour.
He was lying on his back, his black clothes had been blown to pieces, revealing his scarred body.
There was a horrific wound between his chest and abdomen.
It looked like an old wound, but it was torn open again before it healed.
The huge wound, fifty centimeters long, almost cut open his entire chest, revealing the internal organs that were still squirming. .
Like all high-level ability users, O'Brien's internal organs are different from traditional human internal organs.
Only mutated internal organs can bear the huge energy consumption and supply required by abilities.
But just looking at the wound, you can see that his internal organs are not just mutated, many marks are obviously scars, and there are even many new injuries.
He lay on his back, panting as he looked at the still fire-colored clouds in the night sky.
As the chest rose and fell, countless wounds, especially the huge incision in the center, opened and closed, gushing blood.
The scars on the internal organs also began to burst, and many of the repeatedly torn wounds on the surface of the body even showed signs of decay because they were not treated in time.
The explosions on the battlefield gradually weakened, and the battle was over.
It once again ended with O'Brien's victory, and the Speaker's side suffered heavy losses.
Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on O'Brien's face.
Under the night, Elena appeared quietly.
She knelt down next to O'Brien and gently touched the wounds all over his body with her hands.
Her hands were no longer white and delicate, but stained dark brown, roughened, and covered with small cracks.
Only her gestures remained as gentle as before.
Not just her hands, the skin on her body and face was no longer white and soft, only her big eyes were as beautiful as before.
Her movements were quick and gentle, smoothing O'Brien's wounds, removing rotten flesh and tissue, and using her own energy to stimulate the tissues around the wounds, causing them to grow and stop bleeding.
She lowered her head slightly to prevent others from seeing her expression, but her hands were trembling slightly.
O'Brien let out a breath and said, "This guy is even more insidious than before.
Humph, I really didn't expect it to use such a move.
However, it doesn't matter.
This shows that his evolution has reached a bottleneck.
There is no way.
To overwhelm me in a head-on battle, you can only use these inferior methods.
This is a good thing, isn't it?"
Elena sighed faintly, and finally put her hand on the wound on his chest.
While cleaning the wound, she said in a daze: "Yeah, it's a good thing.
But he is indeed a very difficult person."
Guy, please bear with me, this time the injury is serious, it seems that I need to spend more time."
As she spoke, she gritted her teeth and inserted her hand into O'Brien's chest.
O'Brien quietly clenched his fist and did not move his body, but the twitching of the muscle tissue exposed by the wound revealed the pain he was suffering at the moment.
He felt Elena's nervousness, so he asked: "What kind of person is Gardler?"
"Gardler" Elena was startled, and began to think hard: "He was not a big shot before, he was just an assistant to Dr.
Connor.
I met him once.
He was not very smart, and he looked wretched.
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At that time, he was not a big shot.
I don't know why the Speaker suddenly re-appointed him, and I don't know what impression it left.
Where did his strange abilities come from?
Maybe it was some secret project in the laboratory.
I was not interested in these before, and I spent most of the year sleeping, so I don't know.
Confidential.
At the time, the only thing he left me with was that this guy could be crazy."
While talking, perhaps because of the distraction, Elena's tense body finally relaxed.
Seeing this scene, O'Brien smiled, but then he frowned due to the sudden severe pain.
He took a long breath again and said with some emotion: "Gardler is indeed a madman.
Madmen are the most difficult to deal with.
If he hadn't finally shown an evolutionary bottleneck in this battle, I really don't know if I could have persisted. how long."
"But this battle almost killed you."
O'Brien said with a smile: "It's not just this time that I almost died.
Don't worry, I'm very lucky and won't die so easily.
Moreover, it will get better and better in the future, right?"
Elena suddenly burst out: "Why do you have to bear such a heavy responsibility alone?
You are not the only one in the Arthur family.
Why do you have to take the entire war on yourself?
Isn't there Persephone?
We can definitely find her."
Yes.
Can you win this war alone?"
"But aren't we almost winning?"
O'Brien said with a smile.
"But" Elena had no way to refute.
In this seemingly hopeless war, it was indeed the man in front of her who quietly reversed the situation in a desperate situation through battle after battle and tiny victories.
But she also felt that what O'Brien said was wrong.
Perhaps the only one who knew how much he had sacrificed to achieve the miraculous victory was her, who had fought side by side with him from beginning to end.
O'Brien did not answer her question directly, but reluctantly raised his hand, patted Elena gently, and said: "Besides, I am not fighting alone, there is you.
If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to fight alone."
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