Colante had never felt so powerless. In the life she has experienced, her innate strength has allowed her to get almost everything she wants, with the permission of her mother and grandmother. But this only restriction will not be forever in Kolanty's view, and she will be truly free when she reaches adulthood and has more magic in her body than her mother or even her grandmother. But now, the young witch wondered if she would be able to wait until that day.

Blood, pouring out of its original body, splattered onto furniture and walls like juice from a beaten tomato. Undeterred by the insecting foe, the elves used their small size to outwit their foes, climbing up and down the ghouls, biting them with teeth sharp enough to cut through gold and jade. The battle was anything but beautiful, the ghouls and elves were like two most primitive beasts, tearing and gnawing at each other with their teeth and claws, the torn wounds bloody and disgusting, the shredded flesh and other god knows what was pouring out like a stream of water from a shower. However, dwarves are not a combative race, their teeth are not tools used to kill other creatures, these dwarf architects are not warriors, and although the courage and strength they exert at the moment do not belong to anyone, the outcome of the battle will never be changed by this.

It wasn't until a dwarf arm was thrown out by an angry ghoul and smashed into Aemia's face that the rest of the room recovered from the shock of the brutal battle. "Fight with them!" As a one-eyed who has grown up in the underworld, she has never sat still in her dictionary. Even if the opponent is a terrible ghoul, this gang leader has no intention of being timid. As for the blood, One-Eye had seen a more terrible scene than this, and she drew a dagger from her clothes, and with the other hand untied the long whip with an iron blade from her waist, although the narrow room was not suitable for the soft whip, but One-Eye had his own way.

At the same time, Hill also went into action. The female doctor reached out and undid her mask, and as a puff of black smoke filled the air through the mask and clothes, the rest of the clothes dried up like balloons that had been pulled out of the air. In contrast, a mass of creatures with a vague human appearance, covered in black mist, appeared in midair. This is the true posture of the Dementors, and this is the state they only show when they are desperate. Disfigured, Dr. Ciel screamed, several tentacles of black mist protruding from her body, connecting to the ghouls trying to break into the room.

Patriarch Edward, as the warrior at the front, was originally fighting with the five dwarves led by Lightning, and it had successfully torn the three members of Lightning's people to pieces, and seeing that Lightning was about to be caught by it, the black tentacles burrowed into its chest like a leech thirsting for blood. The Ghoul King could feel that as this tentacle penetrated, his physical strength and vitality were being stolen rapidly, and even its head began to become groggy. However, as a blood-eating monster, the bloodthirsty desire burning in the ghoul's heart allowed it to overcome the influence of the Dementors. "Carving insect tricks!roar!" It let out a loud roar, and with this bloody force, it reached out and grabbed the tentacles on its chest, pulling it out of its body alive! The ghoul's anger did not end there, and after pulling the tentacles out of his body, Patriarch Edward noticed that although the tentacles were strange, the power on them was not strong. After a cruel smile at Ciel in mid-air, the Ghoul King violently pulled the tentacle off the Dementor's body!

"Woo!" the body of the black mist churned in the air, and a cry of pain emanated from Dr. Hill's body, for her the tentacles were twisted like a normal human's arm was broken. In order to be able to injure ghouls, the Medic had to abandon the humanoid state with strong survival ability, and the Dementors were not much tougher than ordinary people in their current state, and the damage they received would take a long time to heal.

"How dare you hurt the doctor, I will not spare you!" the voice of lightning came from the back of the ghoul king's neck, with a murderous aura. Ciel and her Dementors often take care of the dwarves, and since the Dementors themselves don't need to eat human food, many of the thank-you gifts from those who thank them for their healing have been passed on to the dwarves. This makes the image of the Dementors very intimate to the eyes of simple elves, and before meeting Roland, Lightning's favorite human, or creature with a human appearance, was Ciel. At this time, the dear doctor was hurt in front of him, how can the dwarves endure it?

"Poof!" The sharp teeth pierced the back of the ghoul's neck, and if the lightning bit an ordinary person, it could probably bite the opponent's neck in one bite. In fact, even if the Edward patriarch's musculature was several times more developed than that of humans, the dwarf had already bitten its cervical vertebrae, and if it was bitten off, even the most powerful ghoul would be incapacitated immediately. Just, bite it off.

"Enough! You fluffy bug! I've had enough of you and your kind!" Talon, grabbing the former's head as Lightning's teeth were about to pierce the spine. The immense force causes the dwarf's body to leave the ghoul's surface uncontrollably. Lightning, was lifted in front of Patriarch Edward. Both are familiar with this position, and every time a elf provokes the other, the ghoul will always hold its head up and threaten it before letting it go. This familiar gesture stunned both sides for a moment, but it was only for a moment. "It's game over, you, go die!"

Edward said, grabbing Lightning's head and slamming it into the floor, and with a loud "bang!", a huge hole appeared in the wooden floor of the witch's house, and half of the elf's body was stuffed into the hole. Flying sawdust and blood from lightning fell to the ground with a crackling sound. But that wasn't the end of it, the Ghoul King lifted his prey from the hole again, and Lightning's face was almost unrecognizable after being hit hard, and only his faint features were recognizable. But even so, the elf leader grabbed the opponent's arm with his trembling hands, trying to bite the opponent with his teeth. "Kill!" seemed to completely enrage the ghoul, and Edward lifted Lightning's body above his head and slammed it to the ground again!

"Boom!" this time the floor collapsed even more than before. The Ghoul King's fury had completely exceeded the expectations of those around him, and at this moment, both the ghouls who followed the patriarch and the witches and their allies who rose up to resist stopped the battle and witnessed this atrocity that no one could stop. "Die!" "Boom!" "Third, fourth, fifth... No one could count how many times Lightning had been smashed, all they could see was that the upper body of the dwarf leader had completely turned into a blur of flesh and blood, and the head and torso had been completely shattered in the frantic collision, and no one doubted whether Lightning was still alive, they just wondered if they could still gather the dwarf body.

"Stop!" Kelanti was completely pushed to the edge by the brutality that was happening in front of her. The witch clawed her face hysterically with both hands, her eyes glowing with a terrifying white light. "Stop!" she cried, somewhere between a roar and a break. The Ghoul King, stop, and this is naturally not because it was frightened by Kolandy's actions, but because it had to stop. At some point, a giant thorny vine the thickness of an adult's thigh came out of the hole in the floor and tied up the patriarch of the Edward family.

It was at this moment that Cheese appeared in the hallway outside the room, holding his injured abdomen.