Chapter 112: The Lord

When the green dragon disappeared, the army of deer on the ground instantly felt something, and everyone spat out a mouthful of blood almost at the same time, and their spirits instantly became a little sluggish.

Seeing this, the druid army in the rear immediately came to support, and the druid's recovery technique could quickly help the fawn not recover his strength.

Although the green dragon summoned by the fawn disappeared quickly, it was finally on the road with the huge black dragon shadow, which could be regarded as a solution to the urgent need of the elven army.

Without the constraints of the black dragon, Achilles and other generals would be able to free up their hands, so that the confrontation between the army and the army of black shadows would be much easier, and the casualties would be minimized.

"Elven warriors, it's time to start fighting back!Send these scum back where they belong!" Achilles roared, although his body was covered with scars, the battle intent in his eyes was still high, this is the god of war, this is the god in the hearts of the elven warriors, and the elven warriors also shouted in unison and rushed forward.

But at this moment, in the midst of the rolling dark clouds in the sky, the black giant hand appeared again, it only paused for a moment, and then pressed down towards the combined forces of the Elves and Naga tribes below with the momentum of Mount Tai.

A devastating aura came over the face, and the soldiers who were pressed couldn't move at all.

The green dragon that was so powerful before couldn't help this big black hand, how could these ordinary soldiers be able to compete with it, even Achilles and the others in the distance were slightly stiff at the moment, and their movements became sluggish, which was a terrible shackle formed by the other party's strength that was already strong enough to distort space.

"A mere ant-like race, even if you have the protection of the power of this world, what can you do, your so-called gods are only suppressing our race, and I will completely vent my anger for 10,000 years today. The black figure spat out a somewhat jerky Old Elf phrase.

Although many of the elves of the younger generation could hear that it was elven language, they didn't understand what it meant at all, and even Achilles, who had been following the elven king, frowned and didn't fully understand.

But at this time, no one cares what the man said, because the big hand that fell from the sky is already close at hand, and once the terrifying power falls, everyone will be wiped out.

On the wall of the Elven Royal Court, Helena slowly closed her eyes, the current situation is no longer something that can be stopped by manpower, unless a miracle occurs, otherwise everything will be destroyed.

"What bullshit soul realm! It's just a small subordinate plane! You even dare to say that the race of the main world, who gave you dog guts!" Just when everyone was already desperate, a roar of anger suddenly came from the distant sky.

The voice was also in the language of the Ancient Elves, but with a purer accent, completely different from what the Dark Shadow Armor Man had spoken.

A streamer tore through the sky, and a group of people rode the horned eagle beast towards the battlefield at high speed, and the person at the head stood on the back of the horned eagle beast, holding a dilated rune in his hand and shouting at the battlefield, the people who came were Ron and the others.

The black figure didn't seem to want to fight between words, and he hung his skeletal sword upside down and slammed it down. The power of the black giant hand in the sky instantly exploded, and a black energy spread out in all directions, pressing downward.

"Rise!" Ron Staffs pointed in mid-air, and an illusory golden symbol vanished into the void.

Then everyone felt that the whole earth began to shake violently, and a powerful aura was slowly awakening.

The black giant hand in the sky did not slow down the trend of falling in the slightest, and in the blink of an eye, it had already landed on the top of everyone's heads.

Bang!

At this moment, a crack suddenly opened in the earth. A beam of golden sword light shot up into the sky, piercing the black giant hand.

I only heard a soft pop, and the black giant hand was like paper paste, which was torn apart in an instant, and an overwhelming black gas gushed out from the tear, as if a bowl of ink had been poured into a basin of water, and the black energy of black pressure was poured downward.

At this moment, above everyone's heads, a golden light curtain appeared. Blocking all those black energies, I saw that the golden light was corroded by the black energy and burst into bursts of white smoke, but it was difficult to make any further progress.

At this moment, the golden sword light revealed its true face, which was an enlarged version of the golden giant sword in Achilles' hand.

The black armored figure slowly floated to the front of the golden giant sword, his body trembled slightly, his fingers gently rubbed his chin, and he spit out a few words for a long time, "It's kind of interesting." Then, his whole body floated backwards, and wherever he passed, those black energies instantly approached his body, and the boundless black energy poured into the man's body like a tide and disappeared.

When the green dragon disappeared, the army of deer on the ground instantly felt something, and everyone spat out a mouthful of blood almost at the same time, and their spirits instantly became a little sluggish.

Seeing this, the druid army in the rear immediately came to support, and the druid's recovery technique could quickly help the fawn not recover his strength.

Although the green dragon summoned by the fawn disappeared quickly, it was finally on the road with the huge black dragon shadow, which could be regarded as a solution to the urgent need of the elven army.

Without the constraints of the black dragon, Achilles and other generals would be able to free up their hands, so that the confrontation between the army and the army of black shadows would be much easier, and the casualties would be minimized.

"Elven warriors, it's time to start fighting back!Send these scum back where they belong!" Achilles roared, although his body was covered with scars, the battle intent in his eyes was still high, this is the god of war, this is the god in the hearts of the elven warriors, and the elven warriors also shouted in unison and rushed forward.

But at this moment, in the midst of the rolling dark clouds in the sky, the black giant hand appeared again, it only paused for a moment, and then pressed down towards the combined forces of the Elves and Naga tribes below with the momentum of Mount Tai.

A devastating aura came over the face, and the soldiers who were pressed couldn't move at all.

The green dragon that was so powerful before couldn't help this big black hand, how could these ordinary soldiers be able to compete with it, even Achilles and the others in the distance were slightly stiff at the moment, and their movements became sluggish, which was a terrible shackle formed by the other party's strength that was already strong enough to distort space.

"A mere ant-like race, even if you have the protection of the power of this world, what can you do, your so-called gods are only suppressing our race, and I will completely vent my anger for 10,000 years today. The black figure spat out a somewhat jerky Old Elf phrase.

Although many of the elves of the younger generation could hear that it was elven language, they didn't understand what it meant at all, and even Achilles, who had been following the elven king, frowned and didn't fully understand.

But at this time, no one cares what the man said, because the big hand that fell from the sky is already close at hand, and once the terrifying power falls, everyone will be wiped out.

On the wall of the Elven Royal Court, Helena slowly closed her eyes, the current situation is no longer something that can be stopped by manpower, unless a miracle occurs, otherwise everything will be destroyed.

"What bullshit soul realm! It's just a small subordinate plane! You even dare to say that the race of the main world, who gave you dog guts!" Just when everyone was already desperate, a roar of anger suddenly came from the distant sky.

The voice was also in the language of the Ancient Elves, but with a purer accent, completely different from what the Dark Shadow Armor Man had spoken.

A streamer tore through the sky, and a group of people rode the horned eagle beast towards the battlefield at high speed, and the person at the head stood on the back of the horned eagle beast, holding a dilated rune in his hand and shouting at the battlefield, the people who came were Ron and the others.

The black figure didn't seem to want to fight between words, and he hung his skeletal sword upside down and slammed it down. The power of the black giant hand in the sky instantly exploded, and a black energy spread out in all directions, pressing downward.

"Rise!" Ron Staffs pointed in mid-air, and an illusory golden symbol vanished into the void.

Then everyone felt that the whole earth began to shake violently, and a powerful aura was slowly awakening.

The black giant hand in the sky did not slow down the trend of falling in the slightest, and in the blink of an eye, it had already landed on the top of everyone's heads.

Bang!

At this moment, a crack suddenly opened in the earth. A beam of golden sword light shot up into the sky, piercing the black giant hand.

I only heard a soft pop, and the black giant hand was like paper paste, which was torn apart in an instant, and an overwhelming black gas gushed out from the tear, as if a bowl of ink had been poured into a basin of water, and the black energy of black pressure was poured downward.

At this moment, above everyone's heads, a golden light curtain appeared. Blocking all those black energies, I saw that the golden light was corroded by the black energy and burst into bursts of white smoke, but it was difficult to make any further progress.

At this moment, the golden sword light revealed its true face, which was an enlarged version of the golden giant sword in Achilles' hand.

The black armored figure slowly floated to the front of the golden giant sword, his body trembled slightly, his fingers gently rubbed his chin, and he spit out a few words for a long time, "It's kind of interesting." Then, his whole body floated backwards, and wherever he passed, those black energies instantly approached his body, and the boundless black energy poured into the man's body like a tide and disappeared.