"Whoever wins, whoever is the king of the elves, the only king!" Arion smiled like a devil, filled with an aura of evil, just like she had been.

"I won't lose to you!" The young queen took out her scepter and rushed over.

The two flew into the air and unleashed their magic at the same time, and the two different magics met and collided in the air, exploding brilliant sparks.

Above the Elven Forest, the decisive battle between the two successors, Agra, who represents the side of the god of darkness, and Agra, who represents the side of the goddess of nature, begins.

This is not only a battle of orthodoxy between the elves, but also between the gods of darkness and the goddess of nature.

The young queen clutched the scepter in her hand, and she knew that Aryn was the best successor of the elves in recent centuries, and that she was probably no match for Arynn.

However, this battle is related to the future of the elf race, and she must not lose!

Seeing that she was about to lose, the young queen quickly chanted the incantation, and the magic around her began to surge wildly, sweeping towards the opposite side, and even briefly reversed the situation.

The demonic Agra was a little surprised: "You are indeed very good, a very good successor." ”

"But......" she laughed with her red lips curled and laughed badly, "you're destined to lose to me!" ”

Not only does Arion laugh like a demon, she does the same thing as a demon.

She could have easily defeated the Queen, but she didn't.

She teased young Agra like a pet, playing with young Agra in the palm of her hand.

She didn't use all her strength to deal with the decisive battle, and all she did was show that she was just a little bit better than the queen, so that the young queen thought that there was a chance to defeat her.

However, whenever the queen was about to defeat her, she would become stronger, just a little more powerful than the queen.

Giving the queen hope, but in the next moment she despairs, she wants to defeat the young queen in this way.

After doing this a few times, the young queen was so struck that her hand holding the scepter began to tremble.

She was angry and panicked. Angry, Agra teased her like this; To her panic, she discovers that she can't defeat Agra no matter what.

Agra is indeed the best successor of the elves in recent centuries, and even if she has taken refuge in the dark gods, she is still terrifyingly strong.

No! It can be said that she has even become stronger!

"Huh! Agra, you're still too young! Arion laughed demonically again, as if mocking the young queen's incompetence.

The young queen couldn't help but tremble, she almost couldn't hold the scepter in her hand.

At this moment, a deep despair enveloped her, because of the strength of the enemy, because of the worry about the future of the elves, she couldn't help but fall into despair.

The young queen had a desperate look on her face: "Could it be ...... Can't I really beat her? Are the elves going to be in darkness forever? ”

"Nope! I'm not going to let that happen! The young queen roared, her face more determined than ever.

She closed her eyes and uttered a spell she had never dared to use before.

A faint light of light began to emanate from her body, and those rays of light continued to pour into the scepter in her hand, which was the life force of the elves.

"You're crazy!" Arion's face finally changed and he couldn't smile anymore.