(Fragment of Time)

Elven Forest, the colossal ancient tree god Hercules and his people guard their last home, its massive torso reaching into the clouds, and every root system he buries deep in the ground and the blessed land echoes with the trolls and its relentless battle axe. The mighty cyclops used the weapon he forged in his hand to cut off the trees in front of them one by one. Although countless thorns and vines poured out of the ground and wrapped around their bodies, it was only a matter of time before they broke through the outer barriers, and huge shadows hovered over this ancient deep forest, their wings obscuring the sky, and the terrible roar spread through every corner of the deep forest, accompanied by flames falling from the sky and burning the boundless deep forest. The Treants pulled the huge roots out of Mother Earth's bosom and turned them into their own feet, the orc tribal leaders gathered under the Elven King, and the strong Minotaur stomped the ground with his feet restlessly.

What does the Elf King want me to wait for? Let's go and kill it. Until this vast deep forest is destroyed by them, there is no way back. The elven king with the diamond crown looked at it, calm down the chief of the minotaur, you and I both know that there is no way back. This will be our last battle, and if they succeed, we may be able to avoid annihilation. The Goblin Chief kept circling the ground: Hell, I don't want to die like this. Maybe I should stay with my kids in this last minute. Calm down friends, don't be around, I'm a little dazzled by what you got The centaur chief said with a steel spear in his hand. you, don't bother me, you foolish goblin yelled angrily. What do you say? Be careful, man, your next sentence could be your last word. The Goblin Chief craned his neck and looked at the men and horses threatening it, this is not your territory, man, the Elven King will not allow you or any fool to do anything here, and you listen to me, man, it will be me who will ride on your back for a while. Chief Centaur: I don't recommend a change in person at all.

Fire, dust, and flying wood chips, and the pain and wails of the trees that only elves could hear. A griffin descended from the sky and landed steadily on the ground, and the elf deftly jumped off the griffin. His head was covered in blood, but he ignored it and walked straight to the Elven King, where the army of His Majesty's enemies had broken through our last line of defense. The Elven King sighed, didn't he catch up after all? Ladies and gentlemen, the final moment to determine our fate has finally arrived. Blow the horn. Phew, it's still not the same goblin cursing backwards.

The chiefs returned to their tribes to command their people. Shamans began to pray to their god of barbarians, performing tribal mysteries on their soldiers. Make them stronger. For a while, the sound of war drums between the tribes cut through the entire deep forest, and finally at the feet of the ancient tree god Hercules, a fierce battle broke out between the two sides. The sturdy troll wielded a stick and a tomahawk and collided with the minotaur at the front. The difference in height and strength almost made the minotaurs overwhelmed. They were thrown high in the air by the troll's sticks or smashed into meat sauce. Elven archers follow their battle plan and shoot rows of arrows whizzing across the battlefield, elven magic restricting the trolls' tracks. It wasn't until the Treants joined the battlefield with their huge steps that they barely withstood the trolls' onslaught. The troll's ally, the Cyclops, belatedly joined the fight, and the orc coalition was finally overwhelmed. The shamans finally struck a myriad of totem guards, and waves of healing flashed on the orc coalition. The countless healing waves even converged into a golden river. Heals the wounded bodies of the orcs so that they can stand up and fight. The shamans cast red serpent guards and spewed poisonous flames at the trolls. Elven mages bombarded their enemies with the elemental magic they had learned in their long lives, and the druids unleashed wind magic, a huge swirling tornado swept through the trolls, sweeping them into the vortex of the storm, tearing them to pieces in the air or falling from the air into a puddle of flesh.

Countless rare beasts in the deep forest also joined the battle. Join the battle against savage trolls and cyclops. The situation is getting more and more powerful against the elves. The troll's shamanic rituals are finally in action. They cannot ignore the enormous casualties. The priests used their power to cast their natal magic, and the frozen realm spread in all directions, freezing everything in its path. The elves and orcs moved slowly, but the trolls moved freely in the frozen realm, their movement and strength greatly enhanced. Cyclops' eyes shot a fiery beam of energy, burning everything it came across. Then countless griffons and elven dragons that were rarer than griffins pounced on the trolls from the air, and the fantastic elven dragons continued to hover in the air, spraying lightning in the air, and the elven archers riding on the griffins shot deadly arrows.

The commander of the trolls and cyclops was finally enraged. He left the throne in a rage. He rode the wurm to the heart of the battlefield. The griffon's terrifying aura of fear of him ducked away, and the dreamlike elven dragon spat out countless bolts of lightning at it, bombarding the uninvited guest, and the lightning slammed around the wurm but could not move forward in the slightest. An invisible shield blocked the attack of the fantastic Elven Dragon Lightning, and he flew in the air and looked down on his enemies, O Elven King, let me take off your head and end this battle. He recited the ancient incantation, and the invisible magic gathered in his hands, and even the mighty Rare Beast Dreamy Elven Dragon sensed the terrifying nature of that energy. They began to scatter and flee. A blazing white light flashed, and countless elven dragons and griffons were blasted to pieces in the air. This tragic blow caused a rain of blood to fall in the sky. Even the Elven King had to tremble in the face of that powerful magic. The Elven King knew that he could not fight against the demon in front of him alone. The elven elders sealed all their magic power in the holy relics of the elven clan, and in the Tanya Light Ring, the elven king wore the artifact and rose into the air, facing his enemies, and launched a brilliant magic duel. The collision of the two magical forces swept through the forest like a storm. In the confrontation of magic, the power of the elf king was gradually suppressed. However, this was all expected by the Elven King, who was seducing his opponents, and just before the Elven King's defeat, the Sun and Moon Wells, guarded by the ancient tree god Hercules, in the Elven Forest, removed its disguise, and the huge leaves surrounded it like petals. The countless practical powers contained in the wells of the sun and the moon are like vast stars that continuously replenish the magic power of the elven king. At the same time, it nourishes the people of the elven race. The elven mages also took this opportunity to use all their magic power to assist their king, and countless elven magic bolts shot out towards their enemies like falling meteors. The druids and the guardians recited the spell of the seal, intending to take this opportunity to seal one of the four demons in one fell swoop. In the end, with the power of thousands of years contained in the Sun Well and Moon Well, as well as the artifact Tanya Light Ring, he helped the Elf King completely suppress their enemies and break the magic shield of the terrible demon. Countless seals overlapped and imprisoned his actions, and the seals were almost complete, and he was forever suppressed under the endless roots of the great ancient tree god Hercules until the destruction of the world. Sensing the danger, the demon called out to his companions, who had taken the enemy too lightly and that this victory should have been his. He summons his strongest legions. But it was too late, and the gigantic tree god Hercules used its massive body to cut off his strongest legion from aid. They are unable to quickly break through the barrier of the Dryad. In desperation, the demon who was about to be sealed did not hesitate to cast the ancient forbidden magic at the cost of the destruction of his body, a super forbidden spell! The sky suddenly became extremely hot, and even the black clouds in the sky were dyed red. A shrill whistling echoed in the sky. A mountain with endless flames rises from the sky, with no end in sight. Gods, what is that, the elven king cried out in despair. The raging heat swept through the deep forest before the flaming mountains fell. Countless trees were set ablaze by the scorching air, and the delicate flowers in full bloom were reduced to ashes. The flying bees had their wings burned, and even the battle between the trolls and elves had stopped, they forgot about the battle, and they were stunned by the vision in the sky. The Majin laughed and cursed viciously at the deep forest and every creature that set foot on it. I didn't lose to the Elven King, let's destroy it together. Then the terrible demon disappeared into a curtain of light. His physical body was annihilated, and only his soul was sealed. The strong trolls and cyclops were horrified at the sight, and they lost their fighting spirit and retreated like a tidal wave. I want to escape from this deep forest. The brilliant druids already had a premonition of what would happen to them. It seems that we will not be able to avoid destruction, O Elven King. I am not strong enough to shake him. That's not the power that humans should have. Before he destroys us, my friend, let's say our final goodbyes. The Elven King was silent for a moment, it is my honor to be able to fight side by side with you, someone has to tell this that the ancient bloodline of the elves cannot be extinguished. I will build a portal to transport you to the edge of the forest. The useless friend Druid looked at the Elven King's blue eyes. Unless your magic can teleport them farther. Otherwise everything will be in vain. The orcs are in disarray. They scurried like headless flies. The centaurs want to escape the apocalyptic scene at their own speed. They slashed like madness at anyone who stood in their way. Even the strongest legions of demons in the air were scattered, waving their huge wings in a race against time. But it doesn't seem like they have a lot of time. They want to give birth to an extra pair of wings. The father embraced the family, the mother gathered the child around, and everyone fell into deep despair. The ancient tree god Hercules let out a sigh as it made its choice, shrinking its roots from Mother Earth's embrace and incarnating itself as a giant. Even the cyclops and trolls were as small as an insect in front of it, and in silent words it conveyed its last thoughts to every creature who loved the land, and then it waved its huge arms towards the falling and burning peaks. The elven mages heeded its call and unleashed the last of their powers. With an earth-shattering bang, a blazing white light flashed across the sky, and the terrifying shockwave swept through everything with a wave of fire. Shaman sacrifices and their guardian totems are like a scrap of paper that instantly disappears from the bones. No creature can outride that terrible shockwave. Everything turned to dust. The river was steamed dry, and the hoop was boiling. A huge mushroom cloud appeared in the sky, and the dust raised by it obscured the sky. The elven kingdom and the tribes involved in the war declined.

Two of the four demons floated in mid-air, watching the black storm that was sadistic from afar, damn it, how could this be. That fool, is he crazy? The other said: his energy fluctuations are gone. It seems that he failed, so he activated the forbidden spell. It's hard to imagine who beat him. Majin: He's an idiot and a fool, and he's leading our most elite legions. And in exchange for this end, what are we spending so much effort for? Is it just to get a piece of ashes, if that? We can turn this place into ruins now. It seems that we are underestimating those ants. It's a surprise, and I like surprises, but like you, I didn't intend to rule over a ruin.