Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King.

Chapter 452 Using you as a substitute to vent my anger ~ Resurrection ends
My mouth tastes like blood.
Trance.

A thin layer of fog obscured the view.

Inside the paladin's helmet, Jue Si Jue Ming was panting heavily, his expression excited, swinging his fists with a hint of madness.

With each punch landed.

The cracking of bones mingled with the splattering blood, along with the increasingly weak screams and groans of the Elf King.

The taste of blood in my mouth was from the injury I had just sustained.

The slightly blurred vision was probably due to heavy breathing, which made the air inside the helmet stale.

As he thought to himself, Zesshi Zesshi raised his fist, which was imprinted on the Elf King's bloodied face, the platinum-gold armor gauntlets stained red with blood.

Tick ​​tock!

Drops of blood dripped from between the fingers of the platinum gloves.

"Why have you stopped struggling?"

Jueshi stared intently at the Elf King, whose proud demeanor was now unrecognizable as he was, his face a bloody mess, and spoke with disappointment:
"There aren't even any screams anymore... Hey, scream one more time!"

"Cough... Ooh... Oh..."

The Elf King's upper lip had disappeared, and all his teeth were shattered. He opened his mouth, which was constantly overflowing with blood, and made strange sounds from his throat.

Along with it!

The Elf King's limbs twitched uncontrollably.

"Tsk~"

The excitement on Zesshi Zetsumei's face gradually faded, and he let out a slightly disdainful and disappointed click of his tongue. He stood up and stretched.
"That's so disappointing, but he should still be breathing."

During the continuous barrage of punches, she actually held back a little, not out of kindness, but simply because she was afraid of using too much force and accidentally killing him.

咔？
The cross-shaped scythe danced in mid-air, leaving black afterimages and emitting a sharp screech, before being casually stuck into the ground by Zeshi Zemei.

Looking at the Elf King, who still had some consciousness left.

Whoosh—

Jue Si Jue Ming raised both hands, pressed down on both sides of the paladin's helmet and pulled it off. A tuft of white hair tied at the end of her hair was the first to leap out, naturally falling down her back.

A delicate, fair-skinned girl's face, her forehead damp with sweat, was exposed to the air, her striking heterochromatic black and white eyes revealing indifference.

"Finally, I've removed this thorn in my side."

Zesshi Zesshi smiled as usual, staring at the Elf King on the ground, and tilted his head:
"Well, I don't actually hate you. After all, you haven't done anything to me."

"Perhaps I can condemn you for not fulfilling your responsibilities as a father, but judging from your expression, you don't even know I exist..."

"To be honest, it's my mother who hates you. This hatred of mine was instilled in me by my mother."

The words, seemingly spoken to the Elf King yet also to himself, added a touch more to his smile.
"The person I hate and want to vent my anger on is my mother, but unfortunately, she died young, so I have no way to take it out on her."

"So you're the only one I can use to vent my frustrations. Ultimately—the strong can do whatever they want to the weak."

"You agree, don't you?"

click!
After saying this, Zetsu Zetsumei reached out again and pulled the cross-shaped scythe out of the ground:
"Hmm? Are you casting some kind of magic? You're really persistent."

Goodbye, Dad~

Jue Shi Jue Ming deliberately made a sweet voice, but her hands moved without slowing down, and her weapon suddenly thrust out.

puff!
The black blade at the top of the cross-shaped scythe pierced precisely into the Elf King's heart.

With a smile on his face, Zesshi Zesshi twisted hard, and a stream of blood gushed out from the wound cut by the blade, completely pulverizing its heart.

The Elf King's body trembled, and his once bright and clear pupils completely lost their light.

Swish-!
Jue Si Jue Ming drew his cross-shaped scythe, flicked it to let the blood slide off, and lightly raised his right arm to rest it on his shoulder.

"Boss, your plan is going to fail."

Jue Shi Jue Ming turned around, her gaze sweeping across the distant jungle. She wasn't sure where Tang Zheng was hiding, so she simply grinned smugly and shouted:
"Then let's go with my suggestion!"

Before the battle begins.

Jue Si Jue Ming knew that Tang Zheng had the idea of ​​taking the Elf King into the [Crown], and the specifics would depend on the outcome of the battle.

just now!

Since the Elf King was killed by her, we must take her advice and reject the decision to have the Elf King join the Crown.

Boss?

What kind of ridiculous name is that?

Tang was in stealth mode under the "Ninja Concealment" spell when he heard the desperate shouts coming from ahead, and his eyes twitched.

"Crown," Lord Tang, Your Excellency Tang, Little Black Hair, Boss, etc., these are the names that Jue Si Jue Ming uses to address him.

As for which title to choose?

It depends entirely on Zetsu's mood at the time, just as unstable as the other person's personality and emotions.

Do not!
Now is not the time to worry about how you address someone.

Tang Zheng looked at the location of the Elf King's corpse, his eyes narrowing like blades: "For a battle of this level, death does not mean the end."

"call"--!
A faint breathing sound.

Zetsuki's ears twitched, the smile on his face froze instantly, his pupils dilated slightly, and he turned around quickly in disbelief to look behind him.

See!

In the pit.

The Elf King had sat up; his previously mangled face had healed, and now, pale and filled with resentment and fear, he stared at Zesshi Zesshi.
"7th Rank Magic: Sunburst!"

boom!
As if the sun had been ignited, its brilliance and scorching heat spread rapidly, creating an astonishing heat wave.

The magic was activated extremely quickly.

Furthermore, Jue Si Jue Ming never even considered the possibility that the Elf King would be resurrected.

They had no time to prepare a defense before being thrown out by the shockwave and the scorching heat.

The magic has been released.

The Elf King scrambled to his feet in a disheveled state, turned and ran, without any intention of seeking revenge.

it hurts!

it hurts!

Even if they have been resurrected.

The excruciating pain in my face and the heart-wrenching agony of being pierced in the chest and having my heart shattered are still vividly etched into my body's memory.

The Elf King's heart pounded wildly, his trembling legs regained their strength, and he fled with all his might into the depths of the jungle.

"Escape... We must leave here immediately."

The intense fear that arose from the experience of death made the Elf King have no intention of returning to the Elf Capital.

He no longer cared about anything else; the only thought in his mind was to survive!
Behemoth has been killed.

We can't summon her at all now, and our magic power is also severely depleted. We no longer have the strength to fight against that bastard daughter.

"Thank goodness...yes, that bastard can't catch up with us."

The Elf King moved like a swift arrow, darting through the forest at unprecedented speed, fueled by fear.

Even as a druid, a spellcaster, in a jungle environment, if one is solely focused on escaping...

He was confident that his bastard daughter couldn't catch up with him!
"Hello?" Suddenly, a faint voice rang out from ahead of the escape route.

The Elf King was so frightened that he almost fell off the branch he was standing on. He quickly looked up and saw a figure in a white priest's robe blocking his way.

Who is this?
Someone from the Theocracy?

Never mind, just kill them!

The Elf King paused briefly before lunging at Tang Zheng. He believed that apart from his bastard daughter who had inherited his bloodline, the rest of the theocracy were no threat.

"Even in my current state... I could kill someone like you with a single punch while you're still chanting magic!"

The Elf King's eyes flashed with intense killing intent. He rushed to Tang Zheng's side in one breath, looked at Tang Zheng who seemed to be standing there dumbfounded, and threw a punch.

--at the same time!
In the battlefield.

Under the shockwave of the "Sunburst" heat wave, Zesshi Zesshi's body crashed through three large trees before finally stopping.

"cough……"

Zetsuki's face flushed crimson instantly, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his throat. The blinding sunlight made his vision go completely white.
"Get out here! I'm going to kill you!"

He quickly got up from the ground.

Jueshi wiped the blood from her mouth and roared, her vision temporarily going "blind," making it impossible for her to see anything around her.

even so!

In that brief moment, without a second magical attack, Jue Si Jue Ming deduced that the Elf King had already escaped.

hateful! !
Jue Shi Jue Ming cursed the Elf King's cunning in his heart, and at the same time realized what had just happened.

According to the knowledge imparted by Tang Zheng, there are only two possibilities for this situation to occur:
Resurrection items or resurrection magic!
There was no time to regret it.

"You can't escape!!"

Jue Shi Jue Ming's expression turned ferocious and manic. He roared again, and his vision began to gradually return.

The moment you can see things around you clearly.

boom!
The ground shook.

Jue Si Jue Ming had already rushed out, but before he had run a few dozen meters, he suddenly stopped.

Due to the glaring sunlight just now.

This made it impossible for her to determine which direction the Elf King had fled in. In the vast "Ivanshah Forest," finding the Elf King, who was determined to escape, was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

This is why!
The reason for this was that they waited until the Elf King was lured out before making their move.

"correct!"

Suddenly, Zetsuki realized something and turned to look at the figures who had been standing on the outermost edge:
"Cerberus!"

As the highest-ranking monster, Cerberus, being related to "dogs," should have a keen sense of smell and might be able to track down the fleeing Elf King.

however.

Under the scrutiny of Jue Si Jue Ming, apart from two elves, no Cerberus was found on the outermost edge of the battlefield.

"Has he already left?"

The thought crossed Zesshi Zetsumei's mind, then he shook his head in denial.
"The time must have come; the summoned monster has disappeared."

The battle has lasted for about an hour now, long past the normal summoning time for monsters.

Step~
Step~
The sound of footsteps crunching on the damp ground drifted slowly from the outskirts of the battlefield.

Just as Zetsuki was about to randomly choose a direction to pursue them, she looked up, her tense nerves relaxed, and then she curled her lip in displeasure:
"What~"

See!

Tang Zheng carried the Elf King, whose body was charred black and whose limbs were obviously twisted and broken, out of the jungle ahead.

Those charred wounds were probably from a lightning-type magical attack.

Zesshi Zetsumei made a mental judgment, and his heterochromatic eyes swept over her limbs, but he was slightly puzzled and could not guess what kind of magic caused it.

but.

She didn't take it to heart. Her knowledge of magic was extremely limited, and she was far from proficient in it.

What Zesshi Zesshi is concerned about now is something else—whether the Elf King was actually defeated by her.
This could involve the decision of whether the other party joins "The Crown"!

"Don!"

In the distance, Imina huddled under a broken tree stump, her amber eyes wide as she looked at the figure that was both familiar and suddenly felt strange.

“Really.

Tang Zheng grabbed the Elf King by the scruff of his neck, dragging him along the ground, and warned Jue Si Jue Ming:
"It seems you haven't adapted yet. The opponent you're facing now is no longer the weakling you used to teach a lesson to."

"Whether it's him or you, what you consider 'rich combat experience' is actually just 'playing with the weak,' which is not experience at all."

"You have never fought against opponents of the same level, which is why you made all sorts of tactical mistakes."

Tang Zheng's voice turned serious as he finished speaking; he needed to make Jue Si Jue Ming understand some facts.

Zetsuki's lips curled downwards, his arms crossed over his chest, and his head turned to the side.

He put on a displeased expression, but in reality, Zetsuki listened attentively without offering any rebuttal.

As the guardian deity of the theocracy, she seemed to have never been reprimanded like this since she defeated everyone!

but……

Despite her keen intuition, Jue Si Jue Ming could still sense Tang Zheng's care and concern for her.

Huh~
"Who told you to be stronger than me? Oh well," Zesshi Zetsumei thought to himself.

"This guy has ended up like this."

"It was a series of misjudgments. At the very least, when the root earth element couldn't deal with you immediately, you should have prepared to evacuate."

Tang Zheng lifted the Elf King and threw it away with a flick of his wrist.

"Bang" sound.

The Elf King crashed to the ground, splashing up a cloud of mud.

"If you don't know how much physical strength and magic power the enemy has, it's not shameful to retreat once you're at a disadvantage."

"The key is to set a stop-loss point for yourself."

Tang Zheng emphasized the words "stop-loss point" and, in more colloquial terms, addressed Jue Si Jue Ming:
"In other words, you need to have the physical strength to ensure your own retreat. Of course, you need to make your own judgment."

Even so.

Tang Zheng believes that it is still quite difficult to achieve this, given the opponent's personality; they are likely to get carried away in battle.

"I know, I know."

After listening, Zesshi Zesshi nodded vigorously like a primary school student, then stared intently at Tang Zheng with his heterochromatic black and white eyes:
"Hey buddy! What are you planning to do next?"

The Elf King is currently unconscious but not dead. Since Tang Zheng didn't kill him, then...

"He was defeated by you in a way."

"This guy isn't qualified to join [Crown], but he's still useful, and I need to make use of him."

Tang Zheng glanced at the unconscious Elf King and spoke directly.

Zesshi Zesshi's eyes lit up, and a look of joy appeared on her delicate face.

(End of this chapter)