Blood!

Slaughter!

Death!

As the son of Baal, Sancho is most likely the youngest of all the half-siblings to survive.

But now he has become the first outlier to break free from the control of the god of murder and completely embark on his own path.

At this moment, with the intensity of the fierce fighting, the boy could even hear the whispers of his dead father in his ears, and the other party wanted to invade his own spirit, consciousness, and soul more than once, just as he affected Aberdell.

Unfortunately, the God of Murder failed completely this time.

Although Sancho is drawing on the surging killing power and divinity of his surroundings, he has already developed a new philosophy of killing and death, which is the polar opposite of Barr's ritualistic, violent killing and death.

So no matter how many times Barr tried to indoctrinate and guide this skinny son on his own path, the result was deaf to the wind.

In particular, the faint shield of will that surrounds the body after completing the qualitative transformation makes it impossible for Barr to even enter the boy's dream.

In contrast, Aberdell is like an undefended one, and it doesn't matter how many times you want to get in.

The latter often dreams and awakens some special spell-like abilities, which essentially means that Baal is injecting more blood and power into it, making it completely become another doppelganger of himself.

Although in terms of strength, the difference between the two sides after transforming into killers is not too far.

But on the spiritual and volitional level, it is directly a heaven and an underground.

Now, Sancho has clearly connected himself to the Killing Priesthood floating on the Blood Throne, using the power it contains to strengthen himself.

With every life taken from a dark elf, he could feel an astonishing energy gushing from the depths of his soul.

Through these energies, not only the basic attributes of all aspects of the body have been improved, but the power of life and magic has become more and more powerful.

Undoubtedly, this power stems from the boy's understanding of the philosophy of killing, which is plunder.

By reading a lot of books, he realized that the essence of the killing of most mortals in this world is to use this act to plunder all kinds of things.

This includes wealth, resources, power, social status, and venting to satisfy one's desires and other emotional needs.

As for death, it is simply the inevitable result of killing.

Overemphasizing the correlation between killing, violence, and death would be underutilizing, and would overlook the enormous potential of the priesthood of killing itself.

With this philosophical understanding, Sancho will continue to plunder additional power from those he kills when he transforms into his Killer form, and begins to condense his divinity and slowly ignite the spark of his own divinity.

Although there is still a certain distance from becoming a quasi-god who ignites the spark of divinity but does not have a priesthood, it is only a matter of time.

As we all know, there is a huge gulf between gods and mortals that is almost unbridgeable.

In the same way, there is a terrifying gap between divine beings and mortals.

Especially when Sancho was able to start controlling his weak divine power to form a layer of shield, most of the dark elf warriors with their strength attributes were no longer able to pose any threat.

Not only physical attacks, but also arcane magic and divine magic can also become extremely easy to be exempted and resist in the face of powerful divine resistance.

It didn't take long for the corridor at the entrance of the First Family to be filled with hundreds of mutilated corpses.

And the viscous plasma that flowed from these corpses turned into a creepy monster under the shaping of divine power.

It has no fixed form like a slime monster, but wraps around the surrounding walls, ceiling, and floor.

As soon as someone approaches, they are immediately sucked in, squeezed, and crushed until they become a mixture of flesh and blood.

Some of the more well-preserved wreckage was quickly pulled up by the evil forces of the Blood Throne and turned into undead creatures after death.

As a result, although the number of the Sons of Baal's team was relatively small, they were still pressed and beaten by the other party at the beginning.

But as time went on, their power grew stronger and stronger, not only turning the First Family's mansion into a fortress that would never fall, but also rushing out to launch a fierce counterattack.

Even the weakest Ammon, whose eyes flashed with a terrifying red light under the action of the boiling divine power, turned into the deadliest assassin, constantly shuttling through the shadows, suddenly appearing behind those Drow priests and mages, and plunging a dagger with cold energy into the jaw or back of the heart.

Although the other casters in the squad had long since exhausted all their spell slots, they were not left behind.

"Damn! What's going on with these monsters? We can't kill them at all! ”

A dark elf matriarch screamed in terror.

Since the beginning of the war, she has lost two sons, a daughter, and a full 400 family soldiers.

The three sons of Baal, on the other hand, no matter how they were hurt, could recover by killing and draining their lives as long as they did not die immediately.

Sancho and Aberdell, in particular, were now swelling to three or four meters tall.

Often, claws or fists can be smashed down, and several Dark Elf warriors can be torn apart in an instant.

Surely the Slayer is not as clumsy as the giants, but is a truly divine creature with more agility and reflexes than the dexterous Dark Elves.

As a result, the fighting between the two sides quickly turned into a one-sided massacre.

The mages of the city of Ust Nasza gathered together to try to perform a magical ritual of incredible power that would destroy the residence of the First Family.

But the result was less than half of the progress before Sancho was keenly aware of it, and then teleported over in an instant, opened the anti-magic force field and started to kill.

More than a dozen high-level mages who were the core hosts were killed or injured in just one face, and the rest were either chased and killed in the melee, or they scattered and fled, and they didn't dare to stay even for a second.

Since the boy is a mage himself, he knows very well what the weaknesses of this class are, and how to avoid those troublesome protections and trigger magic to kill a high-level mage directly.

"Retreat! Retreat! It's a dastardly trap! We're all fooled! ”

The other mistress finally realized that something was wrong and gave instructions to the members of her family, and the first one ignored the orders of the municipal council and disappeared into the darkness with great speed.

Her escape was like the first domino to fall, quickly setting off a chain reaction that the rest of the family had learned.

After all, the Drow were not a united race, and the nobles regarded each other as enemies, for fear that they would lose too much and give other families an opportunity.

"Good opportunity! Keep up! Let's take advantage of this gap to get out! ”

Sancho shouted at the top of his lungs, and then left the passage with a creature that looked like a lump of viscous plasma, chasing down the dark elven warriors who had no formation and were scattered in all directions.

Several Mind Flayers who were visiting the city of Ust Naza to watch the excitement were instantly devoured by the plasma monster that pounced on them.

Before they could react to what was happening, it had already exploded directly from the middle and turned into a puddle of meat sauce.

Once again, it has been proven that eating melons is also risky.

However, it is clear that it is not only the Mind Flayer who is unlucky, but also the other gray dwarves and Gisyankees, who often come and go to Ust Nasza.

Since there was no way or time to tell which enemies were at this point, Sancho adopted a strategy that would rather kill by mistake than let go.

Just as the team was rapidly advancing along the platforms built above the huge stalagmites towards the city gates, a deafening sound finally descended.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Thundered!!!!!

I saw that in just a few seconds, the entire ground began to shake violently, and the rocks and stalagmites above the head, ranging from hundreds of kilograms to hundreds of tons or even thousands of tons, fell from the sky like raindrops.

The houses and buildings built by the dark elves were smashed to pieces in the blink of an eye.

In particular, the Mage Tower, located in the middle of the city, obviously supported the protective barrier, but it was still smashed through by continuous impacts, and the entire tower body was directly broken into two sections from the middle.

The upper part tumbled and slid down from the abyss next to it, and you could still hear the exclamations and screams coming from inside the tower.

The lower part was even worse, being hit by huge rocks on the spot, leaving only a ruin.

A large number of Drow mages who did not have time to escape were all smashed into pulp, and only a few escaped with the teleportation magic of instantaneous and accidental magic.

There is no doubt that this violent earthquake is a complete apocalypse for the residents living in the dark area.

Although there are hundreds of priestesses in the Spider Church and the altars of the various families, they are praying to the spider goddess Rose, hoping that the lord of the dark elves can save him.

Sadly, no matter how much they prayed and pleaded, they did not receive any response.

On the contrary, earthquakes continue to become more intense and dangerous over time.

In desperation, the nobles who mastered magic and magic began to flee with their own magical powers.

Some opened portals to other Dark Elf cities or strongholds, while others took out magically crafted oval frisbees.

As for the civilians and slaves who could not escape, they could only rush to the city gates.

At this time, the only entrance and exit that once brought a great sense of security to the city became a burden.

Countless people gathered here, killing to grab the last shred of life, and no one could maintain order, and chaos continued to spread in all directions as more and more people poured in.

Clearly, the earthquake was the legendary magic of the primeval silver dragon, Adalon, and revenge for Uster Nasza for sacrificing his egg to a lesser demon lord.

Since there is a projection of Zuo Si here, there is no need to worry that such an act will attract the arrival of the spider goddess Rose.

Once the spell was fully cast, she no longer needed to maintain concentration and guidance, and then she transformed into a dragon form and swooped down from the sky, spewing a deadly cold breath at the dark elves and slaves gathered at the doorway.

Moment!

The terrifying white frost swept directly over hundreds of people near the city gates.

After the dragon's figure flew by, all the unlucky eggs within the breath range turned into crystal clear white ice sculptures.

Even if the others were not directly sprayed by the dragon's breath, they were quickly shivering by the biting cold, and even the hands holding the weapons were a little disobedient.

After all, dark areas are not the same as the surface, there is neither wind nor seasonal changes, and the constant temperature is always maintained in the 20s Celsius.

Therefore, races that have lived in this environment for a long time, whether they are dark elves, gray dwarves, or underground gnomes, have a hard time adapting to the rapid changes in ambient temperature.

Especially the cold that is enough to freeze people to death.

When Trist left the Underworld for the surface, he nearly died at the onset of the first winter.

In the end, he barely survived by hiding in the burrow of a hibernating brown bear.

"Yes...... It's the silver dragon! She's coming to take revenge on us! ”

A Drow civilian warrior stared at the massive shadow overhead, shouting with horror on his face.

"Spread out! Spread out! Otherwise, she'll kill us all with frost breath! ”

Another woman dressed as a priest commanded her men to slowly retreat to another platform not far away, dodging the falling rocks.

As a subspecies of the true dragon, which belongs to the cold line like the white dragon, the silver dragon can spit out two types of dragon breath.

One is the frost breath just shown, and the other is the non-lethal paralyzing breath.

Most of the metal dragons of the good camp generally have a lethal energy breath and a non-lethal paralyzing control breath.

The former is used to fight the enemy to the death, while the latter is used to bring the opponent down without wanting to hurt someone.

However, after the first blow, Adalong did not stop, but adjusted his direction over the city, and then instigated his wings to dive again.

This time, she didn't just breathe out frost breath, but she also swooped down and instantly sent out a huge area of ice storm.

Since the silver dragon is completely immune to cold damage, there is no need to worry about being affected by the extremely cold ice picks that fall from the ice storm, but it brings double the "happiness" to the dark elves and monster slaves below.

I saw a huge silver figure passing over the city gate, and hundreds of lifelike ice sculptures appeared in the open space in front of the gate.

Even the surrounding environment was about to reach minus twenty or thirty degrees under the influence of magic and the ultra-low temperature dragon breath of the primeval silver dragon.

"Silver Dragon! It's a silver dragon! Aidalon! She's come to our rescue! ”

Ammon, who had just been killed all the way, pointed to the sky and shouted with surprise.

Sancho, who had always maintained a high level of nervousness, was relieved to see this scene, quickly withdrew from the killer form, and urged the other members of the team with a fast voice: "Don't stop! Use the path she has opened up for us to rush through! We're safe out of that door. ”

"Aberdell! Stop indulging in killing! Sober me up! ”

Jahira jumped up and slapped the son of Baal, who was so closely attached to her, in the mouth.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, Abel Dell, who was still chasing and killing those dark elves who were scattered and fleeing in all directions, suddenly came back to his senses the next second, and also exited the killer state, letting the half-elf druid pull forward.

Since the area leading to the entrance and exit of the city gate has been cleared by ice storms and two dragon's breaths in a row, there are no living people for a long time.

In this way, the team escaped without danger, and smashed several ice sculptures of living people in the way along the way.

Seeing that the Sons of Baal had successfully escaped, Adalong did not continue to hunt down the other Drow in the city, and changed into the appearance of surface elves and left.

Not long after she walked on her front foot, an earthquake caused by the legendary magic of her back foot completely buried Ust Nassa, leaving the ancient city of Dark Elves with a very important place in the history of the Dark Elves in ruins.

More than eighty percent of the inhabitants, slaves, and visitors were killed by the earthquake and rockfalls, less than one percent escaped by magic, and one percent were buried in the rubble.

No one knows if they will be able to survive such a hostile environment.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Zuo Si.

Because with Sancho and his party successfully retrieving the dragon egg and handing it over to Adalon, he has already completed the deal with the other party.

This also means that the soul of the primeval silver dragon has been his possession from this moment on.

Whether Adalong chooses to use the power of hell to prolong his life, or chooses to die and then his soul is reborn in the subordinate plane of the ninth layer and becomes another demon dragon form, it is definitely a sure bet.

After witnessing the destruction of Ust Nassa, Zoth quickly retracted the projection and began arranging a fateful battle between Aberdell and Irenikas.

Just as he was hesitating to give his lovely disciple a little more intensity, a female elf phantage suddenly appeared in front of him, dressed in elaborate and ornate robes, with long yellow hair and a crown made of leaves and feathers.

"Hello, His Majesty the Emperor of the West Coast Empire. I beg your pardon for taking the liberty of interrupting me, but my people have reached the final moment of life and death. ”

The Phantom spread his hands and performed a curtsy that was characteristic of a female elf high nobleman.

Although it is only an illusion that does not exist, it still shows her unusual beauty, temperament and figure.

"Are you...... Queen of the Elven Kingdom of the Forest of Verdas - Ellie? ”

Zuo Si looked up and down, and immediately guessed the identity of the other party.

Although the elven queen in front of him was completely different from the image in his original impression, the temperament of the superior person that he had cultivated for a long time was definitely not something that ordinary elves could disguise.

What's more, only this level of beauty and nobility is worthy of the deep fascination that Irenikas can't forget even if his heart is twisted and sick.

"That's right, it's me.

I'm sorry to bother you in this way.

But I really can't do it any other way.

Prenares and his summoned army of demons, otherworldly creatures, and golems raid the unsuspecting Thordenisra.

He also used his knowledge of magical enchantments to keep the armies that fended off the invasion of the Dark Elves.

Despite their resistance, my people are outnumbered and are being slaughtered in a brutal manner.

At this moment, the number of people alive in the city is less than half, and most of them are women and children who are not capable of fighting.

For the sake of living together in this land, help us.

Now only you can stop him and save those innocent civilians. ”

Ellestar expressed her intentions straight to the point.

From that anxious tone, it is not difficult to see that she has really reached the point of exhaustion at the moment.

Irenikas' revenge was almost about to wipe out the forest elf kingdom, which had a small population, and there was no mercy at all.

But it's a pity that Alixing's sincerity and request did not impress Zuo Si, who was already hard-hearted.

The latter only refused with politeness and indifference from a distance of thousands of miles: "I'm very sorry, Your Majesty.

I'd love to help, but I can't.

For your elven kingdom and empire are not subordinate to each other, nor do they have any rights or obligations to each other.

It is my responsibility to protect my subjects and to provide them with a safe and orderly social environment and a better standard of living.

And all of this involves all-important finances.

War costs money and kills.

What justification do I have to convince them to contribute money and effort to help a country and power that has nothing to do with the empire?

Just thinking that morality, kindness, justice, compassion and other things do not bring any substantial good?

I'm sorry, but the empire I built was pragmatic and material.

What's more, as far as I know, what Irenikas wants is to draw on the energy of the Tree of Life to cross the line between mortals and gods.

This is obviously an internal matter of your elves, and I am not in a position to meddle as a human. ”

Hearing this, Alixing's originally eagerly expectant eyes were suddenly replaced by a shock that could not be concealed, and she asked in a tone full of disappointment, "So you just watched Sodenisra being destroyed?" Countless civilians slaughtered? Are you a human supremacist who is hostile to elves? ”

Zuo Si shook his head meaningfully: "No, I think you seem to have misunderstood something.

Personally, I hate the arrogance and arrogance of elves, but it's nowhere near the level of racial hatred.

In fact, there were quite a few elves and half-elves living in the empire, some of whom became bureaucrats, sergeants, and law enforcement officers.

That's why I didn't choose to stay out of it because I wasn't hostile to the elves.

Also, didn't I respond before that I could accept refugees?

Now, as long as you nod your head, I will personally negotiate with Irenikas to bring the refugees out of the city for resettlement.

In this way, your people will be able to join the empire as refugees and accept my rule and asylum. ”

"You...... You want to annex our kingdom?! ”

can become the queen of the elves, Alixing obviously can't be a fool, and she immediately understood the subtext of what she said just now.

The willingness to accept elves as subjects of the empire, but not to help save the elven kingdom, is obviously a very clear political statement.

"Don't say it so ugly.

This is not annexation, but a fusion.

When your people become subjects of the Empire, I naturally have the responsibility and obligation to protect them.

After all, Irenikas didn't make this monster by me, but by you.

So make your choice now, dear Her Majesty.

If you really want to protect innocent civilians, as you say, then accept my offer.

In this way, although the elven kingdom will cease to exist, its people will be able to survive in a different capacity. ”

With that, Zuo Si raised his head and stared directly at the other party's turquoise eyes, and put on a posture of patiently waiting for a reply.

Alixing was obviously very entangled, and her hands nervously grasped the wooden staff in her hand.

Is the state more important or the people who make it up?

This is undoubtedly a dilemma.

On top of that, the Elven Kingdom of the Wildas Forest is the only Elven Kingdom of the Forest that has survived from the end of the Crown War to the present day.

Not only does it have a lot of symbolic significance, but it also carries a heavy historical baggage.

And no matter what you choose, you will have to bear huge pressure and serious consequences in the end.

If the state is abandoned to protect the people, then Alice may be regarded as a sinner by the other elves;

But if the civilians who were being slaughtered were abandoned, and the entire citizens of Sodenisra were gone, would there be any point in the kingdom's existence?

The more she thought about it, the more painful and desperate she became.

After a few minutes, she finally took a deep breath and asked in a tone of uncertainty that she asked, "If I agree to all these demands, will you stop Prenares from desecrating the Tree of Life?" ”

Zuo Si replied very dryly: "No."

For that is not my mission, but the Son of Baal.

I can assure you, though, that Irenikas' plan will ultimately fail.

Neither the dead murder god Baal, nor the elven gods, would ever allow him to cross mortal boundaries. ”

"Son of Baal......"

Alixing was stunned for a moment, but quickly remembered that the widely circulated prophecy seemed to understand something, and nodded slightly: "Okay, I think I understand what you mean."

Now please come and save the innocent civilians.

I will take the remaining warriors, mages, and sacrifices with me to resist the arrival of the Sons of Baal. ”

"As you wish!"

A hint of playfulness flashed in Zuo Si's eyes, and he instantly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared in place.

And the phantom of Elice Star also turned into a colorful light in the sky in the next second.

……

Sodenisra, one of the few cities on the continent of Faeron built on a giant tree of life.

But now it has lost the peace and quiet of the past, and it is full of slain elven warriors and civilians, and some corpses have been pulled up to be used as undead cannon fodder.

Although the Magic Locks still serve a certain degree of protection, the functions that can be used by Irenikas are quite rare.

In particular, the part that expels otherworldly creatures and dangerous enemies has all failed without exception.

Demons, Beasts, Demons, and other evil creatures from the lower planes are enjoying this carnival of killing and destruction with impunity.

"Hahahaha! Look at that! What a wonderful scene! I actually managed to put out a perfect sacrificial circle out of the corpse. ”

A soul-teller with a boar-like head burst out laughing, followed by a merciless slaughter of a dozen elves with broken legs.

Moment!

The passage to the Alien Plane was opened, and several scrawny Babu demons came out from the other side.

It was clear that these high-level demons summoned by Irenikas were summoning more low-level of their kind through slaughter sacrifices to increase their strength.

They were clearly not content to destroy the tree city of Sodenisra, but intended to gather their forces to cause a bloody storm.

It's best to just go out and occupy the entire continent, and then pull its corruption into the bottomless abyss to become a new dimension.

If a demon is able to do this, then he will become the lord of that level with the reward of the will of the abyss.

"Ahh!!!!!!h Go to hell! Demon! I'm fighting with you! ”

The elven girl, who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, suddenly jumped up from the dark corner, brandished the sword in her hand that shimmered with cold light, and stabbed it into the eye of the soul judge.

From the tears left in her eyes, as well as the unforgettable hatred on her face, it was not difficult to tell that there must be her relatives among the elven captives who had just been killed.

Unfortunately, this girl is supposed to be a low-level spellcaster and has not received any combat training.

So even if she was holding the famous "Moon Blade" in her hand, she was still easily grabbed by the soul demon and carried upside down in the air by the soul demon, no matter how she struggled, it was useless.

"Stupid elf, do you think you can kill me with the Blade of the Moon?

Don't daydream!

Maybe your father and mother could use it to cause me some trouble, but you're not far from it.

And thanks to you, I don't need to spend any more time searching for the whereabouts of this weapon. ”

The Soul Judge grinned mockingly, his eyes flashing with undisguised cunning and greed.

This is because the "Blade of the Moon", also known as the "Blade of the Elves", is an heirloom forged through the powerful magic of the Elves, as well as a weapon of self-awareness and intelligence.

No one knows exactly how it was created except the elves themselves.

But one thing is certain, and that is that this weapon is extremely loyal, and will only be loyal to a particular elven family.

Each time it serves a master, an extra rune appears on the sword.

These runes represent certain magical powers, such as Dharma, Pursuit, Shock, Slash, Sharp, Netherworld, Blazing, Frost, Sky Dance, Eternal Life, Jump, Decapitation, Elven Shadow, and so on.

As long as these runes are activated, the wielder will gain the corresponding abilities, which can be stacked indefinitely.

This means that the more masters the Moon Blade serves, the more powerful it becomes.

Only when the sword's current owner dies can one of its heirs come forward and claim to take over.

If the family is extinct or has no heirs, the closest elven family can attempt to awaken and earn the loyalty of the Moon Blade through a ritual.

In short, the Moonblade is very rare and precious, and you will never have to worry about being taken by the enemy and turning against you.

Judging from the more than thirty runes on the longsword in front of him, at least eight of which were not repeated, it could be seen that it had been circulating in its family for a long time, and possessed extremely powerful magical powers, which were not inferior to most artifacts.

"Nope! I will never give you the Moonblade! ”

The elven girl tried all her strength to get up and slash the demon's wrist.

But her strength was so small that the latter made all her efforts go to naught with a mere shaking.

Just as the Soul Judge was about to kill a girl and use her soul to corrupt the Moonblade, a portal suddenly appeared out of thin air.

A young man with black hair and black eyes walked out of it.

Despite facing the demons in the room and the broken corpses piled up on the ground, he didn't react with the slightest fear, disgust, or fear, and instead asked with a smile, "That...... Can you trouble putting down the girl you're holding in your hand? I promise that as long as you let her down, nothing unpleasant will happen between us. ”

"How did you get in?"

The Soul Judge narrowed his eyes and said cautiously.

You must know that Sodenisra is protected by a magic lock, and ordinary teleportation magic departments can't locate this place.

If it weren't for Irenikas opening a hole, no one from outside would have been able to get in.

Didn't you see that even the elves' own army was now firmly blocked out and couldn't find the entrance.

"It's simple.

As long as you understand the structure and operation rules of the magic lock here, you can easily open a small gap to complete the teleportation.

In this regard, I'm not quite as good as the best High Elf mages, but I've studied it a little.

What's more, the essence of the magic lock is still to draw energy from the magic web.

And I can cut off the magic net within a certain range anytime and anywhere, so that the magic lock in the area will be temporarily invalidated. ”

Zuo Si explained as he slowly approached forward.

Even though he was moving very slowly, he felt an invisible pressure on all the demons in the room.

The Soul Judge even picked up the elf girl in his hand and stopped loudly: "Stop! Don't get closer! Otherwise I'll tear this girl apart! ”

"Oh? Are you threatening me? ”

Zuo Si asked rhetorically with a smile.

"That's right! That's the threat! If you don't want to see her die a tragic death, do as I say. ”

Thinking that he had caught the weakness of the other party, the Soul Judge began to think about how to use this to take down this suspected powerful human mage.

"Don't listen to him! Don't worry if I live or die! Kill these damn demons! ”

The elven girl was clearly overshadowed by great sorrow and hatred, and there was not the slightest fear of death in her eyes, and she roared hysterically like a madman.

"Shut up!"

The demon picked up the fat hand, which was as thick and bloated as a pig's trotter, and slapped it on the girl's delicate and beautiful face.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the elf girl spit out a large mouthful of blood from her mouth on the spot, half of her face instantly swelled into a pig's head, half of her teeth flew out of her mouth, and one of the eyeballs also fell out of the socket, and there were nerves and blood vessels connected to the brain at the end, which was extremely miserable.

Although he did not die, he also passed out on the spot and lost consciousness.

After all, the Soul Judgment Demon is a high-level demon with a power of up to thirty-two points, and even a slight blow will cause unimaginable heavy damage to ordinary people.

"Do you know what you just did?"

Zuo Si's eyes suddenly became extremely dangerous and cold.

"She's not dead yet!"

The demon held up the half-crippled elven girl, indicating that he still had enough chips in his hand.

It's a pity that he obviously overestimated himself and underestimated the enemy in front of him.

I saw Zuo Si suddenly raise his hand without warning and make a grasping motion.

Next Second......

Bang!

Bang!

An invisible force field hand suddenly appeared out of thin air and slapped directly at the boar-like face of the Soul Judgment Demon.

The terrifying force deformed the entire head and skull in an instant, and the body of nearly four tons flew out sideways, smashing through at least two walls and falling from trees hundreds of meters high.

The force field master took the opportunity to break the demon's right wrist and saved the elf girl who was dying and only half breathed.

There is no doubt that this is a legendary magic, and it is also a super advanced version of the big magic spells of the Bigbay series.

When the spell is unleashed, the force field hand will persist for a long time, and will be controlled by the caster.

As for power......

A glance at the Soul Judgment Demon that flew out just now knew that even those giant creatures could hardly resist its power, and it belonged to a real big killing weapon that integrated attack and defense.

Seeing that the Soul Judge Demon was killed in an instant, the other demons in the room immediately realized that the situation was not good, and turned around and wanted to escape.

But how could Zuo Si, who had already moved his murderous intent, let them go.

Coupled with the natural opposition between the devil and the devil, order and chaos, sending him back to his hometown in the abyss has become a must.

In just a few seconds, the thirty or so demons in the room all disappeared with the flicker of arcane magic aura.

After doing all this, he bent down and performed a healing spell, helping the dying elf girl heal all the injuries on her body, and then picked up the Moon Blade through the force field to check the status.

As expected, this magic sword is an heirloom from the elven girl's family.

When she touches the hilt, the Moonblade is activated, and all hidden runes are instantly revealed.

But once you get away, the sword will fall into a deep sleep, giving the impression that it is an ordinary long sword that is a little more ornate and exquisite.

If the evil faction or an ostracized person tries to touch it, the Moonblade will immediately inflict between one and six negative levels on it, and cannot be disarmed by any spell as long as the weapon is in possession.

What's even more terrifying is that the negative level exceeds the level of the holder, then the holder will die on the spot.

Obviously, the current camp of Zuo Si will definitely not be able to obtain the approval of the Moon Blade.

So he didn't touch it, but woke up the elf girl who had fallen into a coma.

After about a few seconds, the girl's closed eyes finally opened again, and she first got up sharply and looked around, and only after seeing that there was no enemy did she pick up the Moon Blade and carefully asked in Elven language, "Did you kill those demons?" ”

"Yes. You're lucky enough to survive until I show up. If you don't mind, can you tell me what your name is? ”

"Gilasser, Gilasser Lyadon. I am the last member of the Lieton family. ”

As she spoke, the girl turned around and glanced out of the corner of her eye at several adult elf corpses that had been randomly discarded in the corner.

You don't have to ask to know that it is her dead parents and family.

"The Silver Leaf Family?"

Zuo Si had obviously heard of this elf surname, and showed a very surprised expression.

Because the history of the Liaton family dates back to the First Crown War, they are a branch of the royal family of the forest elves, also known as the wood elves.

If it were this family, it wouldn't be worth the fuss about having a powerful Moon Blade.

(End of chapter)