Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 377 Prophet
In the Blood Hunting Grounds.

Zhou Leng continued his journey, hunting down demons and giant insects.

At first, those wild elves hoped that Zhou Leng would get injured so that they could find a chance to escape.

But they soon fell into deep despair.

This Zhou Leng is more ruthless than a demon and more brutal than a giant insect.

Along the way, none of the enemies at the lower Saint Realm level could withstand three moves.

Even giant insects, known for their defensive capabilities.

He often fought against ten opponents single-handedly, charging in alone to engage in battle.

They were all familiar with this scene; it was clearly a way to hone their combat skills.

The Blood Hunting Grounds are seen by elves as a trial that puts them at risk of their lives.

But in this person's eyes, it is a place for cultivation.

What terrified them most was that this person's regenerative ability was exceptionally astonishing, far surpassing that of elves and reaching the level of treants.

After the battle, walk around for a while and the injuries will be gone.

They noticed that as time went by, Zhou Leng stopped smiling and his expression grew colder and colder.

crisis.

If they cannot leave safely and are forced into the elven prison, according to the elves' description, they will almost certainly die.

Even the weakest elves were once rulers of a realm.

Faced with the threat of death, one must do everything possible to save their life.

Ahead, the familiar sounds of battle rang out.

When Zhou Leng got closer, he saw that a dozen elves were surrounded in a corner by a similar number of monsters and giant insects.

Several elf corpses and more than a dozen monster corpses lay on the ground.

Zhou Leng thought for a moment, then looked at the four exhausted wild elves.

The four wild elves panicked even more when they saw Zhou Leng deep in thought.

“I’ve communicated with you before, and I hope you can understand me this time. From now on, I am your savior, the one who will save you from the giant insect race that wants to kill you.”

"You can say no, but you know what the consequences will be."

The four wild elves vaguely understood what Zhou Leng was going to do, but dared not think too deeply about it.

Zhou Leng settled the four people in a secluded corner, dressed himself, covered the number on his left arm, and headed to the battle site.

To leave this place, we must eventually get information out of the wild elves. If once doesn't work, we'll try twice, and if twice still doesn't work, we'll drag them away.

Zhou Leng walked over and shouted, "I am a human warrior from Blue Star. Since we are enemies of the giant insects and demons, we should unite and form a united front. Are you all willing to accept my help?"

The wild elves were already in dire straits and wouldn't last much longer.

A wild elf hurriedly said, "Human warrior friend, your assistance is welcome."

The five demons immediately turned around and rushed towards Zhou Leng.

The besieged wild elf glanced at Zhou Leng coldly, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

As Zhou Leng ran, he shouted, "I'll lead them away, you guys hold on!"

Zhou Leng did not reveal his strength. After luring the demon away from the elves' sight, he made his move, killed it, and dragged it to a corner.

A short while later, Zhou Leng returned.

Zhou Leng lured away two groups of monsters in succession, giving the elves the upper hand.

Go back again, join the elf team, and slay all the demons and giant insects.

The exact same scene was repeated.

The wild elves first snatched the demon's magic pouch, then brandished their weapons and looked at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng explained his purpose: he wanted to leave the cave, not enter the elven prison.

Some wild elves sneered.

The leader of the wild elves said, "You can come with us. As long as you keep making contributions, I will tell you how to leave."

“Yes,” many wild elves echoed.

Zhou Leng calmly looked at the elves and said, "I can protect you until the end of the trial, and even increase your bloodline, but I need to find a way to leave safely now."

The wild elf leader sensed that this person was very powerful and began to think.

But another wild elf said impatiently, "Human, you need to understand your place. We are noble white elves, and you humans have no right to bargain with us in the elf world."

"Why are all wild elves the same? They can't understand human language..."

Zhou Leng made a sudden move.

He slammed a palm down on the cursing wild elf.

The wild elf exploded, sending fragments flying everywhere.

When a martial artist gets close, no one can defeat him.

These wild elves were already of mediocre strength, and after the battle, they were no match for Zhou Leng.

However, just a minute later, they were all lying on the ground, screaming in pain.

Zhou Leng looked at the new wounds on his body. There were several magic penetration wounds, and the most conspicuous wound was caused by a strange magic arrow formed by a magic artifact that pierced through his chest.

It passes through the heart and lungs.

Some magical attacks cannot be dodged.

However, with the blood no longer flowing, the muscles heal by growing fibers, and after drinking the brilliant juice, the pierced heart and lungs healed rapidly.

In just over ten seconds, there were no further problems, and the patient only needed to rest for a while to fully recover.

Zhou Leng himself hadn't expected the Star Phoenix Resurrection Technique to be so powerful.

The heart is no longer a weak point, it's just a big piece of flesh.

If it's meat, it can be healed by the Star Phoenix Resurrection Technique.

Now, the only weakness of the body is the brain.

"My bone density is very high now. Once I advance to the Bone Forging Stage, my skull will definitely be even stronger, enough to protect my brain."

Zhou Leng finished collecting his spoils.

He looked at the twelve elven planks lying on the ground. "Now, is there anyone willing to tell me a safe way out of here?"

A wild elf cursed, and Zhou Leng stomped on its head, crushing it.

The second wild elf cursed, and Zhou Leng stomped on it again.

The wild elves should shut up.

"In that case, I'll introduce you to my friends."

Zhou Leng tied the remaining ten wild elves together, dragged them to a corner, and linked them with the four wild elves.

"You can discuss this slowly. I just want a way to leave this place."

"By the way, I hope that next time you encounter your wild elf companions, you will take the initiative to say that you were in this state because of the giant insect demon, and that I saved you."

Zhou Leng glanced at the new number on his left arm and waved it at the wild elf.

273.

The fourteen wild elves stared at Zhou Leng's retreating figure, feeling as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

The nobility within me seems to have flown away.

Zhou Leng dragged his way along, hunting demons and giant insects, and constantly helping the wild elves he encountered.

As the day passed, the total number of wild elves Zhou Leng had helped reached 67.

They were stacked together like bundles of straw.

Once dragged, they tumbled, collided, and crushed each other.

Some of the wild elves suffered mental breakdowns and cried all the way.

Zhou Leng glanced at the numbers on his arm.

872.

Most of them were killed by myself, and the rest were gifts from wild elves.

A faint red tinge slowly crept into Zhou Leng's eyes.

Highly taut nerves, prolonged killing, the psychological pressure of death, the consuming of ferocious beast elixirs, the conflict between survival and morality...

All of this intertwined, making Zhou Leng's expression grow even colder.

As you enter a cave, you hear the voice of a wild elf.

"who!"

The wild elves were sorting through their spoils when they looked over and froze in shock.

Behind a human, dragged the remains of dozens of wild elves.

The remains, mixed together and stained with blood and dirt, resembled a bizarre, fleshy monster.

As they looked closely, they saw that the eyes of the mutilated wild elves were dim and their expressions were numb.

The elves clearly saw their own kind, yet not one of them asked for help.

Zhou Leng had met the leader of this new team of Pokémon.

Yinhuyue is someone who was saved by herself and the Tree Man.

The moment Yin Huyue saw Zhou Leng, her memories were awakened. Seeing those mangled wild elves, the fear in her memories was magnified a thousandfold.

She drew her elven sword, turned around, and shouted sternly at everyone, "From now on, everyone shut up! Anyone who speaks out of turn will be killed!"

Everyone stared in disbelief at the ferocious-looking Yin Huyue.

She was the strongest, and everyone lowered their heads in silence.

Zhou Leng said, "Miss Yinhuyue, we meet again."

Yinhuyue threw down her weapon, bowed her head, and respectfully raised both hands to eyebrow level, her fingers spread apart, the backs of her hands facing Zhou Leng like two leaves, and said, "Respected Zhou Leng, a demigod among humans, we meet again."

The elf behind Silver Lake Moon was very puzzled, but upon hearing about the demigod bloodline, even though he was shocked, his gaze remained unfriendly.

Zhou Leng glanced at the translated content of the demonized wristwatch to make sure he hadn't misheard.

After looking at it twice, he said, "Silver Lake Moon, you seem... different from them. You can understand what I'm saying."

"We have always been patient in listening to the voices of the strong."

Seeing Silverlake Moon's unusual reaction, the remaining wild elves vaguely guessed that Silverlake Moon had already witnessed the terror of this human.

Zhou Leng revealed a long-lost smile and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. So, please tell me how to leave here safely. I don't want to leave as a monster. By the way, those elf friends behind me were harmed by the giant insects and demons. I saved them."

After saying that, he raised his forearm, turning the number side towards the Silver Lake Moon.

Upon seeing that enormous number, the wild elves, including Silverlake Moon, felt dizzy.

That was a feat that only those with the bloodline of the Elf King could achieve.

Once you reach the level of a Thousand Blood Hunter, you will be crowned an Elf Prince.

"Respected and noble Mr. Zhou Leng, you must be a prophet for our elven race! Please lead us out of our confusion and out of the pursuit of demons and giant insects." Yin Huyue's tone was firm and extremely sincere.

She was now certain that the mangled spirits on the ground were Zhou Leng's doing.

When Zhou Leng interrogated the demon, he used the exact same methods.

"He's not an elven prophet, don't be fooled by him!" a mutilated wild elf suddenly shouted.

Zhou Leng turned around and stomped on the target.

Turning back to the wild elves ahead, he slowly said, "I reiterate, these elven friends were harmed by the giant insects and demons, and I saved them. Among the three major organizational methods of our Dragon Kingdom, one is called the United Front, which unites all possible allies. Therefore, no one can stop me from being friends with the elves, not even the elves themselves."

"You..." An elf behind him was about to speak when Silverlake Moon slapped him hard across the face.

Snapped……

The sound echoed throughout the cave.

The elf instantly understood, gritted his teeth, and lowered his head in silence.

Silver Lake Moon bowed her head and said, "Respected Elven Prophet, you are the eternal friend of the Elven race."

All the elves wore expressions of sorrow.

They understood that Silver Lake Moon had made the only choice in order to protect herself and all the elves present.

"What is the identity of the Elf Prophet?"

"It is the highest-level status that the Elven race bestows upon other races. During the most prosperous period of the Elven Empire, only a few non-elven races would obtain this status. Once one becomes an Elven prophet, one will be regarded as one of the same race by all elves, and any offense against the prophet will be considered a crime."

(End of this chapter)