Accompanied by a light breeze.

A figure clenched the bow and arrow in his hand appeared next to Emerson's body that had fallen to the ground.

It was a female elf in a gorgeous battle armor made of green wood.

She frowned at the headless corpse and said, "Haven't you recovered yet?"

As soon as the words fell, like a dry shell, the corpse dissipated in the wind, revealing a shrunken figure.

And that's Emerson.

"Poof......

After standing up and spitting out a mouthful of black blood that was still wriggling, he said to the female elf a little weakly, "Thank you......"

Just when that blow came, the other party took the opportunity to teleport a deadly magic prop to him at the moment when Olga's attention was shifted, and it was in this way that he was able to escape the catastrophe.

The female elf didn't say anything more in response to his thanks, but just looked at Olga, who was still standing straight.

In her senses, after the other party resisted her blow with his head, his vitality was still very strong, and there was no sign of weakness.

Under the wary gaze of the two, as the smoke on his face slowly cleared, Organa's jaw, which had been completely shattered, was revealed, and he tried to say something to both of them with his already broken voice: "You, you 、、......"

As he spoke, he tried to repair his flesh that was being eroded.

Compared to the toxin tonic not long ago, the divine power attached to the blow just now really brought him a lot of damage.

After some attempts, he finally found that it was a bit difficult to communicate like this, so he directly tore off his jaw, which was still entangled with the divine power, along with a large piece of his throat, and discarded it aside.

"Zizi Zi ......"

Ignoring the rotten flesh that quickly turned into blood, he carried his head, which was still dripping blood, leaving only two-thirds of its volume, and showed a somewhat hideous smile to the two elves in front of him.

"Poof!"

Since there was no interference from external forces, in the sound of flesh being torn apart, those broken parts grew quickly.

The bones of the jaw, the roar bones, the teeth, ...... Quickly pierce flesh and reshape.

In a matter of seconds, Olga's appearance was restored.

The smile on his face also didn't look so hideous.

Neither the pain of the erosion of flesh nor the sting of his own rapid multiplication made him waver.

Orga politely continued what she had said not long ago: "What I just said is a little unclear, and it was my mistake.

I would like to ask if you are all in a team?

I was a little envious of the fact that the support was always so fast. ”

After listening to his words, Alison's brows furrowed slightly, she could clearly feel that the demon in front of her was different from other demons, even if she attacked the other party, it was still very calm, without any expression of anger, and even able to communicate with herself very rationally, but she could feel the undisguised madness of the other party.

'It's a madman......

She made a conclusion in her mind.

After waiting for a while, he didn't get the answer he wanted, and looking at the elf who was still looking at him coldly, Olga sighed with some disappointment: "Can't you say?"

Then, without warning, the tail behind him instantly extended the distance of dozens of meters, and stabbed straight towards the female elf.

He was ready to read the answer himself.

In the face of his sudden attack, Alison, who had already prepared, raised the bow and arrow in his hand to be an arrow.

The two collided in an instant!

In the violent impact, Olga's tail pierced the arrow of light, and the rest of the momentum poked towards the female elf!

And Emerson beside her didn't just look at it, he barely recovered some strength from his serious injuries, and directly picked up the sharp blade in his hand, and he grabbed Organa's tail like a three-pointed two-edged knife.

Feeling the tremendous power coming from the other party's tail, Emerson couldn't help but blush, he couldn't imagine why a [Median Demon] on the other side could withstand the strength of his whole body just by relying on a tail.

You know, he's a demigod who can lift up several prime-aged dragons with his bare hands!

The female elf did not hesitate to do so, and her form began to wander around continuously, and arrows were shot from her bow and arrow at Orgar, and the divine power attached to it was the most capable of causing him harm.

This time, in the face of these attacks, Olga did not use his body to force it again.

The experiment had just taught him that while it wasn't too painful, it did make him uncomfortable.

So throwing the hand is a few shots of blood to form a flaming arrow.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

In the continuous collision, small mushroom clouds rose one after another.

And Emerson, as a seriously injured household, is still in a one-on-one heads-up with Orga's tail.

I saw that the three sharp ends of Orga's tail even turned into three sharp blades to engage in friendly exchanges with the other party.

All kinds of subtle moves are constantly used, and the opponent is in a hurry!

More than ten minutes later.

Alison, the female elf, had given up on the idea of using long-range attacks to consume Orgar's mana, because she had found that in that constant attack, the opponent's energy was as endless as not asking for money.

With the advantage of weapons, she felt tired, and the other party didn't feel tired, she still looked at ease, just as relaxed as if she was taking a walk.

The abundant reserve of magic power made her feel frightened.

At this moment, the longbow in her hand has been transformed into a pure melee weapon, and the wings on both sides are like sharp blades that glitter with streamers.

Under Alison's graceful dancing skills, she continued to set off destructive streamers and slashed towards Orgar.

For these attacks, he didn't dare to be careless, and the flames in his hand directly condensed into a three- or four-meter giant sword, constantly parrying.

In his eyes, this female elf was far more tricky than the male elf in terms of energy attributes and combat skills.

Even the plague viruses that hide around it have little effect.

In fact, it wasn't just that he felt that the opponent was difficult, but Alison, who was fighting him, was also very surprised in her heart, she never thought that a [Median Demon] could be so strong, and when fighting with herself, she could easily drag Emerson, a senior [demigod], as easy as playing, and Emerson's face was almost lost in front of him......

After a while, in the battle between the three, everything within a radius of several kilometers was chopped to pieces, and countless craters of various sizes were scattered all around, making the place as uneven as the surface of the moon.

After gradually gaining the upper hand, he vaguely sensed that the other party had the idea of calling people again, and he was already in a dozen or two, and after some thought, he chose to retreat into another space.

Only the two elves who did not dare to pursue were left standing in place, their eyes full of vigilance......