Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King.

Chapter 447 A Third Party? Root Earth Element Behemoth

A dazzling light enveloped the jungle, causing everyone present to lose their sight.

"Is this your nation's trump card for a full-scale attack?" A man's relaxed voice rang out on the now quiet battlefield.

The blinding light from the magical collision dissipated!
It was right in the very center of the battlefield.

A pair of strikingly handsome elven youths with heterochromatic eyes were observing the radiant archangel with an intriguing and curious gaze.

"Angel-type monster... The attack just now was at the level of a 7th rank monster."

The elven youth muttered to himself, oblivious to everyone else, radiating arrogance: "For a summoned creature of this caliber, the summoner's strength should be at the same level."

"Strange, I haven't found any magic chanters of this level among you humans?"

The elven youth withdrew his gaze, slightly raised his head, and looked at the people from the theocracy with a tone of command and condescension:
"Tell me, how did you do that?"

The atmosphere remained quiet!

When Hugh, the deputy captain in charge of the troops, saw this suddenly appearing elven youth, his face turned pale and his eyes widened in horror.

Those heterochromatic eyes are irrefutable proof!
The ultimate goal of the Church!
The despised sinner—the Elf King!

This is an existence that even heroes cannot contend with, and even surpasses the abnormal. With their power, they have absolutely no chance of winning.

"No!"

Vice-Captain Hugh's spirits lifted, and he looked expectantly at the radiant archangel possessing the power of a demon god, roaring in a trembling voice:
"kill him!!"

Even though he shouted like that, he knew very well that he did not have the right to command the radiant archangel, yet he still made such a foolish display.

It seems more like they're masking their inner fears.

The Archangel of Radiance moved, its three pairs of holy wings flapping and radiating a holy aura as it attacked the direction of the Elf King.

This was certainly not the result of Vice-Captain Hugh's orders. In fact, the Archangel of Radiance had already taken action before the order to "kill him" was given.

"Ha~"

The Elf King let out a mocking laugh, displaying an attitude of utter indifference towards the highest-ranking angel who had given hope to the people of the Holy Kingdom:
“Take care of them, Behemoth.”

Boom!

The ground in the jungle trembled.

An indescribable, immense, and terrifying pressure suddenly emerged, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.

Unlike ordinary earth elements!
Formed from piles of rocks or minerals, emerging from beneath the fractured ground, its massive form rivals even the tallest trees in the vicinity.

The massive arm, thick and long, was made entirely of rock and mud, taking up most of the body's length, and exuded a rich aura.

It was a powerful sense of strength that was almost completely different from everyone else present. Some of the soldiers of the Theocracy were so shocked by this aura that they collapsed to the ground!
Such a shameful scene.

In the past, Vice Captain Hugh would have definitely reprimanded him loudly, but at this moment he had no such thoughts at all, and his legs were trembling as well.

"This is simply the king of earth elements!"

Vice-captain Hugh had only one thought in his mind.

boom!
All anyone saw was a fleeting brown shadow.

A brownish-brown fist, only slightly smaller than the Archangel, landed on the charging angel.

There was a muffled sound.

The radiant archangel, possessing "demonic power," transformed into white specks of light and vanished into the sky!

Actually...

Incredibly... he finished it off with a single punch!

"Ah-ah!"

"Run away!!"

Vice-Captain Hugh felt that it wasn't the angels that were being destroyed, but all his will and strength, and he roared in despair:
"Damn it, bring it on!"

"4th-tier magic - Stone Wall!"

A stone wall rose from the ground, blocking the way.

As the commander of the front-line troops, his status and value far exceeded that of ordinary soldiers, and at this moment, the deputy captain Hugh was well aware of this.

He couldn't escape at all, or most of the soldiers in the rear couldn't escape either, but it didn't matter, as long as someone escaped, that was enough.

"Come forth, Elf King!"

Vice-captain Hugh's eyes were filled with a death wish.

If he could hold on for just one more second, more of his comrades would escape, allowing him to relay the intelligence back to the rear.

"It's so disgusting."

The Elf King looked at the shouting and yelling Vice-Captain Hugh, a cold, mocking smile on his face:
"You mere insect, stop putting on such a heroic act. To die at Behemoth's hands is already a mercy beyond your comprehension."

Speaking of it.

The Elf King waved his hand, as if shooing away annoying flies: "Kill them all."

Bang!
The earth elemental spirit Behemoth moves swiftly across the ground in a manner resembling gliding on ice.

The sturdy earthen wall crumbled like paper!

Vice-captain Hugh didn't even have time to scream before his body turned into tiny pieces of flesh and blood, merging with the soil on the ground.

The Elf King, not bothering to pay attention to the humans, turned around and looked at Imina and the other person in the air.

"monster."

Imina used the only description she could think of to make her assessment, her body shaking uncontrollably.

This is not only due to their own reasons, but also because of the Queen Crown Butterfly, which is entrusting them with this responsibility and is suspended in mid-air.

"Is this the Elf King?" Imina's hands clenched so tightly her fingers turned white.

She had heard many rumors about the Elf King during this time, but now that she had actually met him, she finally understood.

Why is it that despite the other party's wickedness, the various elves still dare not show any resistance?

"It's useless. It wasted so much of my time and is even worse than other failures."

The Elf King glanced disdainfully at the elven girl beside Imina and commented, "In the end, she's just trash."

Shift your gaze to the left.

"Another piece of trash, and a half-elf hybrid at that. No wonder he's so old and only at this level. There's not even a shred of potential in him."

The Elf King merely glanced at Imina before speaking with disgust:
"Your existence is a stain on this bloodline. If I were you, suicide would be the best choice."

In the eyes of the Elf King.

Forest elves are a remarkable race, and his father proved it, letting everyone know. Forest elves can become stronger than any other creature. That's simply a fact!

But why are all the other forest elves so weak except for him?

How can we prove that the Forest Elves are the most powerful race and bring the world into the hands of the Forest Elves—our own noble bloodline?

This is what the Elf King has always wanted to do!

Dislike or hostility from the strong can create a strong psychological burden and pressure on the weak.

Imina felt alarm bells ringing in her mind, and she yanked the King Crown Butterfly with both hands: "Run!"

"hiss--"

Just as the Flower Crown King Butterfly was about to flap its wings, its body became uncontrollable, and it crashed heavily to the ground from the air.

Bang!
Smoke and dust filled the air.

Imina had no time to react. She only felt a blur before her eyes, then coughed up a mouthful of blood, and her body was limply pulled into the air by a hand.

As the dust settled.

With one hand holding Imina, the Elf King curiously examined the "magic gun" he had taken from the half-elf mongrel with the other, while simultaneously stepping on the elven girl.

"Tell me, where did you get this magical item?"

The Elf King looked curious; the reason he hadn't killed Imina was because of this powerful and peculiar artifact.

The reason he showed up.

Besides recycling the trash and items from the body, the purpose was to obtain the magical item from the half-elf hybrid.

As for that radiant archangel, I was only a little curious about him.

With Behemoth's power, even if there were many angels of that level, it would be meaningless.

"Say!"

The Elf King spoke coldly, shaking Imina in his hand.

This level of item is comparable to the heirloom left to him by his father, and it is definitely not a magical item that can be obtained through normal means!
"Ha ha……"

Blood kept spilling from the corner of Imina's mouth, and her pale, delicate face only responded with a cold laugh.

She could now activate the "magic mark" on her hand and have that always confident man come to her rescue.

Do not!
The moment the thought crossed Imina's mind, she immediately extinguished it.

The Elf King before them was far too powerful. Although Tang was strong, he was no match for the Elf King!

"Please don't come any closer..."

Imina silently prayed, glaring fiercely at the Elf King.

"Not going to answer?" The Elf King said with a mocking expression. "Although I am not good at using torture to extract confessions, I don't mind giving it a try."

"A bastard like you, if you honestly confess to the King of the Elves, might be able to gain my mercy and live on."

The Elf King gripped Imina's neck, applying slight pressure.

A strong sense of suffocation.

Imina's eyes rolled back, and the intense pain caused her mouth to involuntarily open as she coughed up blood and screamed, "Ah!"

"Oh?"

The Elf King's lips curled slightly upward, and he let out a barely perceptible, knowing hum, his pupils gaining a deeper depth.
"As expected."

Based on his observation, the half-elf hybrid in front of him clearly did not belong to the Theocracy. If he were a member of the Theocracy, he would not be able to produce a magical item of this level.

This is a normal situation, after all, the Holy Kingdom inherited the legacy of the legendary "Six Great Gods".

In other words!
This half-elf hybrid comes from a third party outside of the Theocracy and the Elf Kingdom.

The Elf King was initially somewhat wary.

Imina's "tough" attitude during their recent verbal probing was seen as a sign of "weakness" by the Elf King.

The Elf King deduced that the person behind the half-elf hybrid or the power of the organization he belonged to was probably far inferior to his own.

"In that case."

The Elf King felt a sense of relief, loosening his grip slightly as he looked at Imina, who was panting heavily.
"We'll interrogate them properly when we get back."

He was about to call Behemoth back when, in the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

now!

The fleeing Christian forces.

The thick stench of blood permeated the entire jungle. Every punch Behemoth, the earth elemental, threw was accompanied by the earth trembling and a spray of blood shooting into the sky.

In just a few moments!
Several thousand elite soldiers of the theocracy have become one with the earth.

"what!!"

"No."

"Escape!"

"...!"

Countless soldiers of the Holy Kingdom scattered and fled in all directions, their cries and screams echoing throughout the jungle.

In a panic, everyone was fleeing in all directions.

A figure clad in full paladin armor stood out from the fleeing crowd, walking in the opposite direction towards the earth spirit Behemoth.

This attracted the attention of countless soldiers from the Holy Kingdom!
No one knew who the other was, and no one stopped fleeing.

The figures going against the current are exceptionally eye-catching!
The earth spirit Behemoth once again swung its massive, brownish-brown fist, aiming it at the dozens of soldiers below.

Boom—bang!

"Swift Wind Breaks Through!"

The paladin's armored figure, like a silver lightning bolt, crashed down before the group of soldiers.

"The Unyielding Fortress!"

The smaller, scythe-shaped weapon collided with the earth-brown giant fist, silently blocking it in mid-air.

"Ah la~"

Beneath the helmet of the Death Knight, a sinister smile twisted his lips as he swung his cross-shaped scythe upwards.
"Are you the power that guy summoned?"

(End of this chapter)