Volume I: Chapter 38: Rebellion

"There's a female elf there!!" Before the swordsman swung it, a soldier noticed that there was a left elf in another part of the village, and what was even more surprising was that it was actually a female elf! It stands to reason that all the female elves were imprisoned in the castle, and this must have been their private hiding!

"Catch her!" Max ordered, and the two soldiers began to walk towards the female elf's place.

What was surprising was that the female elf didn't mean to run, she just took two steps back and didn't walk, her eyes were still looking in the direction of Max and the others, and two soldiers ran over, one of whom had already drawn his sword.

'Dark. ’

In the dark corner, Charlotte cast a shadow spell, followed by the shadows of the forest trees, and the two soldiers were frozen less than ten meters from Erin, shadows crawling down their ankles and covering their hideous faces.

In the next second, the two soldiers were entangled by the shadows, and with the sound of clicking, the two of them were twisted into an extremely twisted shape like twisted flowers.

Charlotte then appeared behind Erin, using Erin's body to block in front of her, her mission was to protect the safety of this elf, and the rest to kill one by one!

"Magician!" Max looked at the two soldiers who died in surprise, he didn't expect that there was a magician behind the elf, what the hell was going on, but before Max could figure it out, there was actually an extra person next to the tragic elf.

This person is Ya Singer, I saw him squat down lightly and stretched out his hand to close the elf's widened eyes, looking at Max and the others with an indifferent expression.

Max was really frightened, but then remembered that he was a large number of soldiers with 400 people this time, and only two people couldn't help him, so he raised his courage and shouted at Yasinger, "Who are you, you dare to help the elves, don't you know that this is a capital crime." ”

"Are the elves guilty? Yasinger asked.

"The elves are guilty of a felony, do you want to stand up for these bastards!" Max roared, as a group of soldiers surrounded Yasinger.

The sudden chaos distracted the soldiers who were guarding the old elf, and the old elf broke free and staggered to the elf's corpse, picked him up and cried bitterly, tears falling to the ground along with the elf's undried blood.

The swordsman in charge of the execution was closest to Yassinger, and he was going to do it to Yasinger first, but for some reason, his hand holding the sword and his entire arm were separated from his body, and for a while he could only wail in pain on the ground.

Yasinger threw the swordsman's arm on the ground with a look of disgust, and then stabbed the sword into the ground in front of the old elf, and this scene was seen by hundreds of elves except Max, "Kill him." Yasinger said this very calmly.

"Kill him. ”

Seeing that the old elf did not move, Yazingh repeated his words again.

The old elf looked at Yasinger with tears in his eyes and glanced at the sword standing in front of him, at this moment he didn't need too many words to tell, everyone knew what Yasinger meant, if he still had a little blood, he should avenge his relatives.

"Are you going to rebel, you bastard. Max saw the change in the old elf's eyes, and knew that if he didn't stop it at this time, then the elves would most likely rebel together.

"Is our life really so cheap in your eyes!" the old elf slowly put down his grandson's corpse, raised the sword on the ground and questioned Max angrily.

"Kill him, everybody go up and kill him. Max had already seen the anger of the old elves and had to kill them before they could do anything, so that the elves could be more at peace.

Looking at the soldiers who gradually surrounded him, the old elf was silent for a moment and then swung his sword to kill his grandson on the ground, and this sword also officially announced his rebellion, he also knew that this sword would go down, and his life would be over, but he would not be willing to let his grandson die miserably.

Yazinger watched the old elf's movements with satisfaction, and lightly pointed, and eight thunderbolts fell from the sky, protecting Yasinger and the old elf in the middle like an iron pillar of a prison, which made it impossible for the besieging soldiers to come forward.

'Pillar of Light: Diffusion!'

Treating these ordinary soldiers wearing iron armor, Ya Singer's thunder attribute magic could easily kill them, just this time, more than ten soldiers were killed on the spot, and more than ten people were paralyzed by thunder and lightning and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth.

"Pikemen!archers!" Max knew how powerful the mages were, and before the soldiers were completely defeated, he still didn't want to do it himself, after all, it was very dangerous.

'Thunderlight!'

The nets of thunder and lightning made it impossible for these soldiers to move an inch, and even an arrow fired by an archer could not penetrate it.

"Damn!" Max scolded as he looked at the useless soldiers, then dismounted and drew his sword.

'Martial Arts Acceleration!'

'Martial Arts & Strength Boost!'

With the blessing of the martial arts state, Max saw the leakage of the thunder net and drilled into it with a fish leap.

"Oh, warrior, I didn't think you still had such courage. Yasinger looked at Max with pity.

"What if you're a magician, a warrior at such a close distance has an absolute advantage. Max swung his sword and headed for Yasinger.

'Martial Arts: Sword Attack!'

Max's long sword didn't wait to fall, and the old elf actually ran in front of Yasinger to block it for him, and used a higher level of martial arts than Max.

"You bastard!" Max scolded as he was forced back two steps by the old elf and shook his aching wrist.

"Your Excellency the Magician, please allow me to solve this problem myself. The old elf said with a resolute face at this time, his eyes were now full of anger, and at this moment, he seemed to have found the courage he once had as a warrior.

"Absolutely. Yasinger agreed to the old elf's request and stood still.

"You're an open rebellion, don't you want to live, I'm going to kill you, kill that damn magician, and kill everyone in this village!" Max shouted frantically.

"If you can do it, come, I am ready to die, as for my people, if they also die because of this, it will only mean that it is their tragic fate, but I must kill you. The old elf said solemnly, "As a warrior, I, Carl Fergus, must kill you today!"

"Old bastard, who do you think you are, do you want to fight for sword skills, then come on!" Max dropped his scabbard and held the sword in both hands.

'Martial arts, Flowing Water Accelerates!' Max attacked in a frenzy.

After all, the old elf is old, and he has been bullied by these guys before, and he still has the old wounds left on his body, and it is not easy to resist the attack of Max, an upright and middle-aged guy, every sword of Max is heavy, but Carl insists on resisting, this stop is not only for his grandson, but also for the loss of dignity of the elf race, even if he implicates the entire village will perish, but he must win.

'Martial Arts: Wind Recovery!'

After many years, Carl didn't know if he could still perform such a high-level combat skill like when he was young, Max's sword slashed down, Carl took the slash with his own sword, and then used his own sword to hold Max's sword and forcibly reversed the direction of the sword Finally, when the swords of both people rushed to the ground, Carl grabbed the hilt of the sword and struggled to lift it up, which severely wounded Max's jaw and made him lose his balance.

'Martial Arts Spike!'

Finding Max's emptiness, Carl steadied himself and stabbed forward with his sword, aiming at Max's heart.

Damn it!

Max, who had not yet recovered, sensed the killing intent of the old elf, and fell backwards regardless of the image, and climbed to the other side to avoid this fatal sword.

'Martial Arts: Rock Slash!'

Seeing the enemy flee, the old elf Karl jumped up, clenched the long sword in both hands in mid-air and slashed downward, this sword was so powerful that not only Karl broke his own arm, but also cut Max in two with the sword.

Carl smiled with satisfaction as he slashed his enemy, and then fell to the ground exhausted.