What caused the high elves to fall into despair was the fact that the beastly people came out from behind them.

As mentioned before, the number of high elves is only 300, while the number of beast-turned people is 7,000. While maintaining the fierce attack on the front and the two wings, the beast-turned people still have enough troops to spare. So the great shaman immediately suggested that some troops be assigned to bypass the battlefield and enter the jungle. Then he fought out from behind the high elves.

Such a suggestion was quickly adopted by the evil beast lord. Soon, five hundred Gore, holding a tomahawk, performed this mission. Although the elf commander discovered this in advance, he shouted loudly to a group of archers to put down their longbows, draw out their swords and turn around to fight. Therefore, this round of attacks did not have the effect of sneak attacks. However, tactically, being surrounded by all sides cannot be said to be a good thing. A group of archers lacked a supportive shooting, which also made the front battlefield more difficult to maintain.

"Oh my God... Kane, are we going to die here today?"

Although they were still struggling to resist, many elves had such desperate thoughts in their hearts.

On the front battlefield, the shield spearmen in the front row had been killed. Some of the corpses were dragged by the beastly people who could not wait to be dragged over. They cut off the heads of the elves and hung them high on the flagpole. Their armor and clothes were stripped off as spoils. The bodies were torn to pieces by them and swallowed alive with blood.

"Bastard! Bastard! These monsters dare to do such a thing to the remains of our noble high elves!!" The commander of the high elves was so angry that he trembled all over, but he had no choice but to do anything about it...

"Oh, this is really... the noble high elves were actually eaten by some alien barbarians. This is really sad."

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, an elf wearing a robe woven with leaves and feathers, holding a wooden stick and antlers appeared. He was thin and well-proportioned, and his appearance, which should have been quite good, looked a little hideous because of the black facial patterns. Through his eyebrows covered by the deer-headed helmet, he cast a joking look at the high elves soldiers.

He bit the words "noble" and "high" twice. It was obvious that the irony in his language was evident.

"Oh, this is really... High elves, dark elves, after this, there are wood elves. Is it a elves gathering today? The three elves who hate each other are ready to let go of their hatred and want to have a meal in the wild?"

The last "wood elf" heard such a sound coming from behind him, and only felt that the blood in his body had completely solidified - it was not an adjective like, but real, solidified into solid, like jelly, like sludge, like something similar, solid.

With a "thump", the druid fell down. His body was stiff and white, as if it had condensed. And the moment he fell down and touched the ground, his body broke into several sections, and dark red jelly-like blood coagulation flowed out...

"It's so weak." She shook her sickle-like claws, shook off the blood stains on it, and at the same time said such words in a nearly opera-like singing style.

"She, she killed the master!"

"Kill her and avenge the master!!"

The wooden elves next to the druid were shouting in anger, some raised their bows and arrows, while others pulled out their swords - but at the same time, they fell down like the so-called druid master.

It was as if the weak wind supported the willows, as if the smoke and drizzle were light. Her every move was lazy and charming, light and soft, elegant and sweet. It made everyone intoxicated - however, it was this posture, like a dance posture, the weak beauty and the almost **-like movements brought extreme destruction.

A total of twenty-seven elite wood elf rangers died in an instant.

Then, through the white mask, her eyes were like autumn water on Valed.

At the same time, Vared, who was watching his sister and Hurley dealing with each other, suddenly changed color. Without saying a word, he threw the weapon in his hand into the sub-space, and went forward to grab Isabella's hand and jumped one after another. He was tired of calculating the dimensional landing point and felt a pain in his head. Then he blessed himself and his sister Isabella with a flying technique, and flew to the northwest direction.

Useless.

Vared soon stopped. Isabella looked at him again, but saw that the Qilin, who was wielding freely among the army of thousands of horses, was sweating all over the forehead, and his eyes were staring straight ahead - but, there was nothing in front of him.

Then, Isabella also discovered something was wrong.

"Hey? Your dimension has been jumping several times and has been flying for so long. Why are you spinning in place?"

When he heard his sister ask, Vared grinning, smiling even worse than crying. He could clearly feel that the woman with a very good figure on the opposite side was like the old father-in-law Orah he had seen last year, and was a super expert who could pinch him with one hand. Unlike Oraher, this woman was not only amazingly skilled, but also proficient in magic. He just jumped and ran away, but was unable to leave the place for an inch.

"My father-in-law said that this level of master is rare in the world. Why did I see such a person in just over a month when I went out? Plus the Heliburn I had seen before... Is the super master in this world so worthless?" Valed sighed in his heart. However, he forgot the words his father-in-law, Aolahe, said back then, "Not including the Chaos Demon."

On the other hand, this woman with beautiful pink and purple skin, one of the arms connected to a sickle-like claw, was obviously a chaotic demon.

She still gave Valed a very exaggerated gift to Valed as if she was performing a drama. Then she said, "Young Dark Night Family, please don't be too nervous." Her voice was like a new oriole coming out of the valley, and the syllables were like singing, which even made people feel the illusion that "hearing her voice will bring happiness."

"I have no malice towards you."

"You said there was no malice, even if there was no malice." Vared smiled bitterly. At the same time, Isabella finally understood. In front of him, there was an existence that she could not detect at all - countless times stronger and countless times more hidden than the dark elf before.

"Vared?!" Isabella shouted, and she found that Vared held her hand tightly from beginning to end. At the same time, she pulled her behind her. This made her feel sweet and she felt underestimated.

"It's okay, it's okay sister. Don't worry." Valed had completely calmed down at this moment. While observing the movements of the Chaos Demon opposite, he quickly used his brains to think about the capital he had.

"I promise you again that I do not have any malice towards you." The Chaos Demon's green eyes looked straight at Valed. The clear and lively eyes seemed to be able to speak, with a disguised smile and kindness.

"Then, the Lord is not in His Royal Highness Sally's divine realm to receive blessings. What is the purpose of coming to this countryside and looking for me, a penniless boy?" Vared asked.

"Salis--" Isabella couldn't help screaming as she heard Valed say this - of course, she immediately covered her mouth. Her eyes looked forward became suspicious.

"Of course it is for you, the young dark night family." The Chaos Demon saluted again with an exaggerated reputation: "I greet you on behalf of my master, the great, omnipotent true god, the god of love and art. And brought goodwill from my master."

"Is it good intention..." Valed 100% disbelief of the sweet words of the Chaos Demon opposite him. However, the situation was better than that of people. She said that it was good intention, it was good intention.

"My Master is very fond of You, young, promising, handsome and loves art. My Master has heard the songs you have created, and has also appreciated the paintings you have created. He has also seen your conducting masterpieces like art. Your actions have attracted the attention of my Master and attracted her interest. My Master is sure that your talent is amazing and your future achievements are limitless."

Then, she paused: "So, I'm here."

The Chaos Demon said this while slowly walking towards Vared. With each step, the slender, smooth and toned thighs were revealed in the hem of the extremely high slit skirt. At the same time, the seductive fragrance became more and more intense. Her arms were swayed, her bare navel, and her plump ** that was about to emerge. Her slightly opened vermilion lips were enough to make people crazy.

Vared couldn't help but sigh that he was worthy of being the succubus under Slaanes and his every move was full of charm.

"What a pity, I'm not the kind of flower-loving person she thought..."

As she got closer, Valed was attracted to her face, and her shocked expression became more and more obvious - pretending!

"At the same time, I also admire your talent very much-" she said, approaching Vared, hooking Vared's neck with her left hand, and slowly stroking Vared's chest with her right hand. She felt Vared's body being extremely stiff. She couldn't help but sneer: "It's successful."

Thinking of this, the succubus smiled with his eyes and then asked, "So, after talking for so long, what is your answer?"

"Of course it's--" Vared still pretended to be obsessed and looked shocked, stretched out his arm, and hugged the succubus' neck in the subspace, and at the same time connected the strongest divine weapon, the soul-devourer of the vampire clan.

However, at this moment, the succubus suddenly retracted and pressed on Valed's chest and took off her mask... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site) and give me rewards. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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