After rejecting the legendary peak half-elf arcane master, the Elf God King felt a little uneasy for a long time. {Chinese.
His intuition told him that something seemed wrong.
In fact, there are two types of intuition: one is supernatural, premonition-type intuition; the other is based on experience. Although I have not reacted intellectually, I have encountered similar situations in my brain, and then through an almost intuitive method
Send a warning signal to the body.
That feeling of restlessness kept haunting Corellon's thoughts. At first Corellon thought that he was upset because of Sehanni's prophecy, but when he thought about it carefully, it was wrong!
What else has made you upset lately?
"Is there any news about that monster yet?" Corellon casually asked the Holy Spirit beside him in the Kingdom of God.
"Sorry, Your Majesty!" Holy Spirit bowed and replied.
"As long as you have the accurate coordinates and pay enough for that monster of Itia Ophelia, even a legendary mage has a chance to summon him. Search for me, there won't be too many orcs with bad minds.
of a mage or shaman.”
"yes!"
Corellon suddenly shuddered, and the fog in his ocean of thoughts was suddenly split open by a bolt of lightning.
"Damn it! Those who hate the elves are not necessarily the orcs!" Corellon suddenly became nervous. What a joke, that was the Elf Devourer, a super monster with elven blood and almost completely immune to the magical spells of all elven gods.
In the spiritual network, the oracles were announced one by one, and he also notified the elves and gods to prepare for the divine descent.
Gods seem to be omnipotent, but in fact they are not omnipotent.
There are too many blind spots that cannot be touched by divine perception, and the range is mostly limited to the ground, and there is nothing that can be done underground.
That's not the realm of elves.
An Elf Ranger General held up his green longbow with intricate patterns and shouted loudly: "Find that damn bastard for me!"
In the minds of the elves, he has become an unreasonable half-elf bastard who is about to unleash the most vicious disaster in the history of the elves. The legendary half-elf arcanist is the real culprit.
In the elven territory, centered around the place where the arcanist had been, almost all non-elves were brutally arrested and searched.
"Oh, no. In the name of Corellon, the Supreme God King of the Forest, what mistake have we made?" the half-elves screamed in fear.
"We are arresting you half-elves in the name of His Majesty the God-King Corellon Larithin!" Although many elven rangers showed unbearable expressions, more rangers and elven guard soldiers performed their duties with livid faces.
accuse.
"Don't let me go. Let me go!" A half-elf frantically held on to the door of the tree house and refused to let go.
The orders from above became more urgent and severe than the last.
The anxious Elf Guard soldier raised his leather boots and kicked the half-elf down from the five-meter-high tree house.
"search!"
There's a lot of chaos everywhere.
In a palace ruins ten kilometers away from the elf settlement, a half-elf mage wearing a gray pointed hat was holding a pure but extremely weak half-elf girl in his arms, walking down a dark ruins corridor step by step.
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"Brother, I'm so cold. So scared!"
"Don't be afraid, Vinir, even if you go to the end of hell, I will be with you." The half-elf legendary arcanist comforted his sister whose life fire was about to go out.
The sister closed her eyes again with peace of mind, not seeing the ferocious look on her brother's face at that moment.
As time passed, the two came to a dark underground hall. The dry corpses and dried black blood on the floor gave the surroundings an indescribable sense of terror.
"elder brother……"
"Sleep!" As a legendary great arcanist, there are many ways to hypnotize a sick and weak girl who has no strength to fight.
He placed his dying sister on the altar filled with evil aura in the hall, and gently cut his and his sister's wrists. Letting the scarlet blood flow on the altar, the half-elf arcanist read a paragraph of his
I thought I would never have the chance to recite the mantra in my life.
"A demon who inherits the blood of elves and orcs! I call your evil name, Itia Opheliar..."
The aura of evil and chaos became stronger and stronger, which alerted a group of Elf Guards patrolling nearby.
Solonor immediately descended into the battle avatar and rushed into the ruins.
"Stop!" Seeing the hall filled with scarlet evil aura before him, Solonor launched an attack on the half-elf arcanist in front of the altar without hesitation.
A shrill flash of light flashed in the darkness. There was no dodge at all. The last mage shield slightly changed the direction of the arrow. The huge arrow easily penetrated the arcanist's weak body, breaking his collarbone, and even
It passed through the shoulder blade and nailed his whole body to the altar. The arrow's tail feathers were still trembling slightly.
The divine power contained in the arrow easily destroyed the half-elf's internal organs. He was coughing up blood, and his bloodshot eyeballs exuded the fury of hatred.
Striding forward, Solonor said coldly: "Do you have any last words? Seeing that you have not caused any losses to the elves, I can help you carve it on your epitaph."
"Too late! Go to hell! You xenophobic and pretentious bastards!"
Solonor's face suddenly changed color.
Because he noticed that the girl behind the arcanist began to scream from head to toe.
Yes, every part of the body makes a different scream.
That kind of terrifying and supernatural feeling made Solonor feel creepy even if he was a real god.
In the pitch-black hall, a beam of white light shone down directly above the altar, but when the white light reached mid-air, it was suddenly dyed a strange scarlet color.
Gurgling blood gushed out from the wound of the half-elf legendary arcanist. It flowed along the previously inconspicuous grooves near the altar, and merged with the blood of the half-elf girl on the altar to form strange runes.
And these runes glowed quickly, forming an even larger summoning circle.
Solonor's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of real eyes.
"This level? Oh my god! At least it belongs to the demon lord...could it really belong to that monster..." Solonor launched an attack brazenly.
Three powerful multiple arrows that were enough to blast a mountain peak were shot over... without any sound, just like dropping a bomb into another dimension. Obviously, at the moment the magic circle was activated, the altar in front of him was no longer in the main plane of Ultron Continent.
It is a strange overlapping state of the demiplane and the main plane that can only be observed visually.
The blood travels through the summoning circle at high speed. After flowing through each node, the speed is three minutes faster. When all the blood flows through the entire circle within three seconds, the evil blood seems to be given new life.
, the girl suddenly ran towards the altar again and screamed unconsciously.
The next moment, the girl's soles ignored the curvature of her body and were completely attached to the altar. Then, as if the soles of her feet were glued to the altar, she stood upright in a strange posture.
The girl's body began to undergo horrific changes. Her head and limbs began to extend without limit at the same time, and then the body parts expanded infinitely and became huge...
Without hesitation, Solonor turned into a strong wind and blew all the Elf Guards who were rushing down the passage to the ground.
In less than ten seconds, the sky collapsed and a huge monster emerged from the ground.
This monster has no eyes, and its body is like a super giant mushroom top with black markings all over it. Its body is nearly 800 meters in diameter. Its lower body is made of three huge thick legs that are nearly 1,500 meters in length and 100 meters in diameter.
The shape is a bit like an elephant's legs, of course, thicker and more disgusting, with huge purple-green scales all over the legs.
Under the mushroom's body, there are thousands of earthworm-like tentacles that are over a kilometer long. Each tentacle of different thicknesses has a huge and brutal mouthpart at the top. Looking through the open mouthpart, everything is as wide as the eye can see.
It is a circle of scarlet sharp teeth densely packed from the outside to the inside. Each ring of sharp teeth forms a circle.
The most unacceptable thing to Solonor is that these damn tentacles are actually transparent, and you can see how every cruel ring of sharp teeth inside the mouthparts chews up a swallowed elf into pieces.
"Go to hell! Monster!" Five arrows were shot out, accompanied by the furious arrows of the strong wind, easily exploding the monster's five tentacles.
Because the Elf Devourer Itia*Ofilir has the blood of the most noble Elf God-King in the Elf race, all the magical spells used by the Elf are automatically invalid.
The only thing that can cause damage to the Elf Devourer is pure physical attacks. However, there is another very important reason why it is called the Three Ancient Evil Beasts. It is because it also has the blood of the orc god Gnusu, so it is also perfect.
The earth has inherited the extremely powerful vitality and regeneration ability of the orcs.
Unless it is cut into thousands of pieces, it is virtually immortal.
As if to mock Solonor, Itea made a sound similar to a burp, and then in front of the God of Bows and Arrows, 10 larger and thicker tentacles were born on the spot.
Completely ignoring the God of Bows and Arrows, Itia moved his huge body towards the place where it sensed the most elves.
To the elves, it is the most delicious dessert in the world.
The huge tree hugged by several people could not stop it at all. The mouthparts of a few tentacles were attached to the roots of the giant tree, and the clicking sounds made by the bites of countless mouthparts made the elves who heard the sound in the distance feel a wave of
A chill ran from my tailbone to the scalp on top of my head.
Three centurions tried to harass them, but they all lost their food.
"Where are the reinforcements? Where are the nearest reinforcements? A super-long-range strike is needed here! We can't let this monster get close to Everjum Island!" From a thousand meters away, he watched helplessly as the Elf Guards who tried to get close to attack were mercilessly devoured one by one.
Member, Solonor's eyes turned red.
"God, look!" Following the guard captain's fingers, Solonor finally saw a troop that he had ignored before because he was too attentive.
On the sky, countless black spots move from far to near, growing larger at high speeds.
Among the elves, only one race, the Winged Elves, has an air force of this size.
Solonor was both ecstatic and confused.
Why did the Winged Elves come so quickly, and their weapons... (To be continued.)
ps: Khan, I have something going on at home, I wonder if I can make the next update before 12 o'clock... If I don't see you at 12 o'clock, don't wait.