The Magic Empire for 20,000 years

Chapter 137 The Promise of the Future Elf King
"what!"

A bloodcurdling scream and a stream of information mixed with immense pain spread throughout the Hive Network constructed by the Mind Flayer's mastermind, allowing every Mind Flayer connected to the Hive's consciousness to truly feel the corresponding pain.

"The perfect being is injured!"

"Cunning humans."

"We must convert them all into servants of the Master to make up for the losses we suffered in this war."

"Above the cliff, the great mastermind is considering casting aside his shackles and revealing the full power of his mind. Victory will be ours!"

real world.

The golden dragon, carrying the Perfect Mind Flayer in its mouth, passed through the sphere of light.

Having endured three scorching cycles totaling 21 layers of rainbow light, this Mind Flayer, with its rubbery, purplish-red skin, was now quite battered and covered in wounds.

The four tentacles on its mouth were corroded by the deadly poison, turning a corpse green color; its left hand was frostbitten by the cold ice, covered with icy blue ice shards; its right shoulder was burned by electric current and intense fire, showing a large area of ​​burns; as for the Mind Flayer's inhuman fingers, there were already faint signs of petrification, and its movements were no longer flexible.

The golden dragon's fiercely clenched, scorching fangs pierced through the perfect Mind Flayer's rubbery, purplish-red skin, causing minor damage.

The Mind Flayer, who had originally been indifferent, had long lost the cold gaze that once looked down on all living beings. His face was pale and he looked somewhat weak.

The severely injured Golden Dragon Helen turned around in mid-air once again, intending to crash into the seven-colored orb of light, trying to repeat her old trick.

Mind Flayers are not giants, dragons, or "Terasque" monsters known for their physical strength, nor are they demons or devils, otherworldly creatures with extremely high elemental and immunity resistance.

If he has to pass through the magic wall twice more, he will definitely be seriously injured!
However, this time, the perfectly prepared Mind Flayer will not give her another chance.

Before their eyes and mouth, the Perfect Mind Thief shone with an unprecedentedly brilliant light.

boom!
Helen felt as if she had been hit hard on the head with a heavy hammer, and she immediately felt dizzy and lost the ability to fly, falling to the ground from the sky.

Click, click, click.

Helen heard a faint sound of breaking glass.

She knew that this was the result of her already riddled mental barrier finally breaking under the strain.

As the enormous golden dragon crashed to the ground, the Perfect Mind Flayer easily broke free from the dragon teeth that had been gripping it tightly, and, supported by psionic energy, floated in the air.

The most perfect of the mind flayers, with an air of detachment, surveyed his two gravely wounded enemies, his thoughts racing:

"The extent of damage throughout the body is quite high."

"The combined combat effectiveness of the two humans exceeded expectations."

"As expected, just as the mainframe predicted, the human kingdom of Eldoron and King Elion of Man are both variables in the Great Empire's plan. Like the Elven Royal Court and the Dragon Empire's restoration plan, they are variables that must be removed."

"Fortunately, the perfect Agudo is already following the mastermind's plan and is carrying out the mission to destroy Eldoron..."

Gathering his thoughts, the Mind Devil's battered body radiated a bright light. His psychic abilities slowly healed each wound.

—The healing abilities of a psionicist are not as good as those of a priest, but are better than those of a mage!

While healing itself, the Perfect Mind Flayer looked at the two heavily injured archmages: "Humans, from this moment on, submit to me."

"Become my servant and the servant of my great master, for all eternity..."

The terrifying voice of the Perfect Mind Flayer echoed in Helen and Card's minds.

Many high-ranking human and elven professionals panicked when they saw that the two ninth-ring archmages were about to be controlled by the enemy. They tried to free up their hands to attack the Perfect Mind Flayer and interrupt his spiritual energy.

However, the Mind Flayers attacking from all directions are launching wave after wave of suicidal attacks, enduring the onslaught of spells such as [Chain Lightning], [Flame Strike], and [Withering Death], in order to buy time for the Perfect Mind Flayer.

"Go ahead."

"Don't worry about running out of psionic energy, attack with all your might."

"As long as the perfect Aguro controls the two human archmages, victory will be ours."

"All humans and elves, including the three legends above the cliff, will become our slaves, making our city stronger!"

Sensing the tentacles of the mind about to penetrate the two human minds, and feeling the mental power erupting from the mastermind beneath the cliff, the Perfect Mind Flayer revealed an ugly smile.

It's about to end.

Suddenly, a brilliant golden light descended from the sky, enveloping the unsuspecting Perfect Mind Flayer and forcing the inhuman monster to scream again.

"Great, we finally caught up!"

A slightly thin figure stood in front of Helen, who had returned to human form, and the haggard-looking Cade.

She wasn't tall, but her posture was firm, making her appear like a pillar supporting the sky in the eyes of the two human archmages whose consciousness was hazy.

is her……

Last year, we were enemies...

In Helen and Card's blurry vision, that beautiful and upright figure turned her head slightly, and a radiant smile bloomed on her indistinct face:
"Thank you for protecting my unconscious people and delaying my spellcasting ability."

"Now it's my turn to protect you."

"Heh, I never thought that one day I would fight to protect humanity."

In the 12th year of the Empire, the Crown Prince of the Sun Elves, the future King of the Sun Elves, and indeed the King of all the Elves, delivered an important speech, making a solemn promise to both the human and elven races:
"Be thankful, humans."

"In the name of the future Elf Queen, I promise..."

"From this day forward, the Elven Royal Court will be your friend!"

The dozen or so elven envoys, upon seeing that weak and pale yet still upright figure, felt as if they had seen their greatest savior, and their eyes shone with joy.

Together they praised the name of the future king:
"Your Highness Leah!"

(End of this chapter)