"Made."

Looking at the elf chosen in front of him, who had completely become a toy of the wandering god, Davidton, who was about to clean up those dragon madness locks himself, felt unlucky.

and even some [rage].

This feeling is probably like playing RTS games when you get a big advantage through brilliant tactics, only to find out that the other party is actually a direct open and hanging figure.

Eh, I won't play with you, I'm going to have a showdown.

"I'm not playing with you anymore."

David, who had already broken the lock of the [Forbidden Sky], stepped on his feet, and the six heavenly comet engines on his wings were fully opened.

Immediately prepared to run away on the spot.

Use your super-mobility to fly the kite of the wandering god incarnate.

Destroy the dragon madness lock that your elves rely on to turn the tables in front of you, and ask if you are angry.

[Arrogance]

As a result, David had just stepped into the Mach flight state in an instant as in the past, and the [Greedy] Eye had already foreseen his death, so he reflexively changed his flight trajectory.

But I still heard a pop of wind.

Looking back angrily, he saw that his left wing was slashed down by the wandering god who was burning with divine power.

Suddenly losing one side of the 'engine', David immediately fell like a spinning top into the Central business district.

Everywhere we passed, the entire crumbling neighborhood was in ruins.

Only this one 'accident' caused by the elven god, the number of elven civilians who died on the spot was only much more than the casualties caused by David's previous all-out blow.

And if it weren't for the fact that he had predicted and avoided the trajectory in advance through greedy power, I am afraid that my stomach would have been cut open by the other party on the spot.

'The advent incarnation of the heyday posture really cannot be taken lightly. 'Davy was conscious.

It may not even be in its prime.

After all, if you change to yourself, you probably can't give everything you have wholeheartedly in exchange for the gods to help you avenge yourself.

But just when David couldn't help but kill more elves in order to gain space for a tug-of-war.

The Eye of Greed allowed David to see a spectacular scene that only a god or a divine being could see:

Thousands of dead souls rose from the ruins like fireflies, converging into a ribbon of light in the night sky, meandering through the ruins of the ruined city and finally merging into an invisible river.

That's the River Styx.

At that moment, David was stunned.

Yes, except for the God of War who once owned the [Valhalla], he was able to use it to fish for Heroic Spirits who met the screening qualifications.

Unless the other gods were chosen by themselves, according to the original agreement signed between the gods of dawn and the lord of the nine hells, all souls had to cross the Styx without discrimination.

When you finally arrive in the Hazy Domain, you will have the opportunity to be selected by the messengers of the gods and brought back to your own kingdom.

In the same way, even if Leopold was the only one of the chosen ones, his family couldn't be all fanatics, right?

It's not like you say it's crazy.

David, who suddenly understood this death rule, suddenly changed his established mind, but got up and raised his head, looked at the elven Chosen who was gradually being eroded and occupied by the wandering god with a gesture of pity, and said with a smile:

"Leopold, you're far freer than you think."

"What?" Sure enough, Leopold, who should have lost his humanity, paused for a moment, instinctively responded, and then fell into anger:

"Shut up." The twin knives of the wandering god have slashed straight in.

David, who had just developed a sarcoma at his shoulder blades, was on the way backwards, but the corners of his mouth showed the pleasure of seeing an opportunity.

But this pleasure didn't last long, when a magical communication was heard from Lizlit, who ruled the dragons:

"David, the locks in the city have been dealt with."

"So fast?" David was also a little shocked by the efficiency of the dragons.

"But there were only two groups, and no trace of the third group was found."

"What?" Hearing the return from Lizlit, David's expression finally became solemn.

There were a total of five groups of dragon madness locks cast by the elves back then.

Among them, the Golden Mystery Lock has been seized by the Golden Dragon King of Torreel, and it has been banned and guarded for generations.

The Mithril Locks were shattered on the spot, and the remnants were captured by Lizzlit's fucking, Figueroa, the Claw of the Flames, and then fell into his David's clutches and has been in control ever since.

If Devensel only has two groups.

Well, the elves are most likely left in the hand.

"I'm in trouble." David looked up to the sky and muttered to himself.

But he immediately made a decision to raise his head to the sky and let out a dragon roar:

"Ang !!"

The message to the dragons' dependents is also extremely clear.

"Withdraw!"

The hidden dangers of the incarnation of the moon god have been resolved;

The elven high-level of Elaria has been killed by their own side, and the potential for instant war has been greatly reduced;

The Dragonmaniac Lock, which can be used for Advent, is also destroyed;

In the case that such a big advantage has been obtained, it is enough, and if you don't withdraw, I'm afraid you will be dumplings by the elves who have returned to help.

But just when David ordered the whole army to retreat.

As the dark clouds were blown away by the night wind, I saw that in the center of the overlapping three-color divine power, a scarlet moon was emerging from the void.

"Rose, fuck my mother!"

Even David, who always believed that this spider goddess would definitely backstab and was always on guard, so that he acted in advance without sleeping, still couldn't help but burst out at this moment.

It's just that David, who had just finished greeting the women of Rose's family, vaguely found that this 'red moon' seemed to be very mutilated.

Well, this goddess should still fulfill her contract.

But, as it were.

And not so long ago.

Thorell plane.

Yongju Island.

Over the years, the High Elves who have responded to the call to return to this paradise from the Feron Continent have now gathered in front of a magical ceremony with a bronze magic lock as the core, chanting loudly in the High Elf language:

"Under the witness of the sky and the earth."

"We call upon the power of the ancient ancestors, please open the eyes of the slaying king."

"Crossing the boundaries of time and space, listening to our pleas.

"Meet us in the eyes of the locks, be with us."

"The light of the stars guides us on our way."

"In this eternal night, with your frenzied power, guard us."

"O Killing King, terrify the lost."

"Let the light of truth illuminate the darkness."

With the chanting of the incantation, the air of the entire Eternal Island seemed to tremble, and mysterious runes and ancient totems drew a trail of light in the island's sky, like a lighthouse guiding the lost in the darkness.

In the night sky, a scarlet star resembled the eyes of demons.

Coming.

Kill the king now!

Its power is obviously so chaotic and wild.

But the High Elves still felt a sense of peace and strength that they had never felt before.

They know that as long as the star is there, their home and safety will be protected.

But the next moment, they seemed to hear a woman's laughter.

Laughing so merrily.

So crazy.

Then the elves of the Eternal Gathering Island saw a scene that plunged them into despair.

With this laughter.

Killing the king, cracked.

At that moment, the high elves of Yongju Island also felt that they were cracked.

They watched as the only half-left Slayer disappeared into the night sky and left Torrell under an invisible force.

At the moment when the dragon madness disappeared from Toriel.

Over the years, the dragons who had gathered on the Torrell plane at the call of Tiamat had awakened from their slumber.

After 30,000 years, they finally waited for a starless night.

Ephilomon, the Red Dragon vassal who had already been to the battlefield of Torrell, ordered:

"In accordance with the will of Tiamat, the queen of the five-colored dragon."

"Wipe out Yongju Island!"

"Reclaim Toriel."

"Kill all the 'High Elves' in this plane."

"Until the last one is expelled."

After speaking, the red dragon vassal looked up to the sky and sighed:

"Your Majesty, did you see that?"

"The vision you drew back then has finally come true."

"We, the five-colored dragons, did it."

It's just the last scene of the collapse of the Killing Star that made the red dragon vassal faintly uneasy.

This battle was too smooth.

It's like the elven gods voluntarily gave up this plane and the remaining elves of this plane.

so

The remaining half of the Slayer Star.

Where did it go?

(End of chapter)