Cut off my way home? You'll sacrifice the entire other world in return!

The outskirts of the Elf Forest.

This place is a recognized forbidden area on the mainland and the last piece of pure land untouched by war.

Everything seemed as peaceful as usual.

Until the first foot shattered this tranquility.

Click.

A foot covered in a black iron boot snapped a dead branch.

Then the foot sank deep into the mud, and the once lush green flowers and plants around the footprint withered instantly, turning into a grayish-black color.

rustle.

rustle.

Millions of the dead have crossed the forest's boundary.

They silently advance forward, mercilessly crushing all life along their path.

The once clear stream became murky and foul-smelling after the army of the undead crossed it.

The blooming flowers withered instantly under the corrosive influence of death, their petals turning into black ash and scattering away.

Beneath the Tree of Life, deep in the forest.

This place is where all the fighting power of the Elven race has gathered.

One hundred thousand elven rangers, clad in green leather armor and wielding longbows, were intently watching the entrance to the forest.

Their hands were shaking.

Although the elves are known for their calmness and elegance, elegance is worthless in the face of fear.

They had all seen the magical image.

They witnessed firsthand how the Holy Light Empire vanished in an instant, and how the five million-strong human coalition became food for the monsters.

Now it's their turn.

"They're here..."

A young elven archer's voice trembled, and the chattering of his teeth was particularly clear in the environment.

He saw it.

In the shadows of the forest, countless red eyes lit up.

A suffocating sense of oppression washed over me.

The undead army stopped.

It was located just one kilometer away from the Elf Defense Line.

The line split in the middle.

A nightmare beast engulfed in black flames slowly emerged.

A man was sitting on his back.

Li Fan raised his head.

His gaze pierced through a kilometer to land on the Tree of Life.

Towering trees, reaching a thousand meters in height, shroud the sky and emit a soft green light; they are the very foundation upon which the elves depend for survival and the heart of this forest.

"Found it."

Li Fan closed the map and casually stuffed it into his pocket.

"It's a little bigger than it's shown on the map."

He patted the Nightmare Beast beneath him.

"Let's take a closer look."

The Nightmare Beast snorted, exhaling a plume of sulfurous black smoke, and strode forward.

A million-strong army of undead followed closely behind.

Every step felt like stepping on the elves' hearts.

"Ready to fire!"

The elven captain shouted in an attempt to calm the troops.

One hundred thousand longbows were drawn taut, producing a taut hum.

If that man takes one more step forward, 100,000 enchanted arrows will turn him into a hedgehog.

But Li Fan did not stop.

He didn't even activate his defensive magic shield.

They strolled along leisurely.

This kind of disregard is more despairing than any mockery.

Just as the captain of the guard was about to give the order to fire the arrows.

"stop."

A clear, cold, and authoritative voice rang out.

A green portal of light opened at the roots of the Tree of Life.

A group of elven elders dressed in magnificent robes came out.

A stunningly beautiful woman was gathered among them.

Sylvanas, the Elf Queen.

She wasn't wearing the Valkyrie armor that symbolized battle today.

She was wearing a white tulle dress.

The gauze skirt was so thin that the outline of the skin could be vaguely seen in the sunlight.

The hem of her skirt trailed on the ground.

Her bare feet were bare, with a golden bell chain around her ankle.

It is a kind of pure and gentle beauty that is completely non-aggressive.

All the elven warriors were stunned.

They had never seen the Queen dressed like this before.

In their minds, the Queen is always high above, holding a scepter and inviolable in majesty.

But now she looks like a sacrifice waiting to be offered up.

Sylvanas was very pale.

Her hands were clenched into fists inside her sleeves, her nails digging into her flesh.

She's gambling.

I bet this demon king is a man.

I'm betting that this man still harbors a sliver of human desire deep down.

As long as the Tree of Life can be saved.

As long as the bloodline of the elves can be preserved.

Dignity is worthless in the face of genocide.

"You may all step back."

Sylvanas gave the order to the warriors behind her.

"Your Majesty! No!" The captain of the guard cried out in desperation, "We can still fight! We have the protection of the Tree of Life; even if we die, we will..."

"Shut up!"

Sylvanas shouted sternly.

"War? With what can we fight?"

"Look at them! That's Eric! Even the strongest warrior has become his slave. Can your arrows even scratch him?"

"Do you want the elves to be wiped off the continent completely today?"

The captain of the guard gritted his teeth, tears streaming down his face.

He put down the bow.

All the elves put down their bows.

A somber atmosphere pervaded the forest.

Sylvanas took a deep breath and composed herself.

She took a golden tray from the maid behind her.

Then she strode toward the man riding the Nightmare Beast.

step.

Bare feet stepped onto the grass.

Two steps.

My feet sank into the mud.

Three steps.

She stepped out of the Tree of Life's protective embrace and into the deathly aura emanating from the undead army.

The stench made her want to vomit.

But she still wore a perfect, pitiful smile on her face.

She walked up to Li Fan.

They were only five meters away from the Nightmare Beast.

The Nightmare Beast lowered its head and exhaled a puff of black smoke, its eyes burning with flames as it stared at her, wanting to swallow her whole.

Sylvanas suppressed her fear and did not back down.

She looked at Li Fan on horseback.

"Great Demon King."

Sylvanas's voice, enhanced by magic, became exceptionally melodious and beautiful, with a slight tremor that was enough to arouse any man's protective instincts.

She slowly bent down.

Knees bent.

puff.

She knelt down.

Those knees, which had never been stained with dust, knelt in the black mud.

The white tulle skirt was instantly stained black.

"The elves... surrender to you."

She held the tray high above her head.

There are two things on the tray.

A mithril key that exudes an ancient aura.

A crystal the size of a fist.

"This is the key to the Moonlight Treasury."

Sylvanas lowered her head and spoke respectfully.

"It contains all the wealth accumulated by the Elven race since ancient times, including three thousand scrolls of forbidden spells, five hundred pieces of legendary equipment, and countless magic gems."

"This is the heart of an elf."

"It is the essence of the Tree of Life. Once you fuse with it, you will gain the ability to control plants and... immortality."

She paused for a moment at this point.

She was waiting for Li Fan's reaction.

Wealth, power, immortality.

This is what all living things in the world are pursuing.

However, there was complete silence above.

Li Fan remained silent.

Even the sound of his breathing remained unchanged.

Sylvanas's heart began to race.

Isn't it enough?

Isn't that enough to kill the elves?

She gritted her teeth and decided to play her last card.

It was also the card she played that she was most ashamed of.

Sylvanas slowly straightened up.

Her hand trembled as she reached for her shoulder.

Her fingertips caught on the thin tulle skirt.

With a gentle pull.

Her tulle skirt slipped down.

Her rounded, fair shoulders and delicate collarbones were revealed.

In the sunlight, her skin glowed white, creating a stark visual contrast with the surrounding black, deathly aura.

"And...me."

Sylvanas looked up, her emerald green eyes filled with tears, and her cheeks flushed red.

"I am the Elf Queen, possessing the noblest bloodline and recognized as the most beautiful woman on the continent."

"I am still a pure being."

Her voice became lower and softer, with a hint of seductive panting.

"If only you would spare my people, spare the Tree of Life..."

"I am willing to become your private property."

"Whatever you want to do...whatever your hobbies..."

"I can cooperate with anything."

She lay prone on the ground, like a docile kitten, displaying her most vulnerable and alluring side.

The 100,000 elven warriors behind him closed their eyes in agony.

This is a disgrace.

It is a disgrace to the entire Elven race.

Their queen is selling her body to a demon in order to protect them.

Sylvanas lay prone on the ground, waiting.

She was waiting for that hand to land on her head or body.

As long as he touches her.

As long as he's moved.

She would have a chance to survive, and even a chance to subtly control this man through whispers in his ear…

Time passed second by second.

at last.

The man's voice rang out.

Eric.

It wasn't said to her.

It was said to that undead knight.

Sylvanas paused for a moment.

The man continued to ask:

"Did you like her before?"

Eric lowered his head, his eyes, burning with ghostly flames, fixed on Sylvanas lying on the ground.

Sylvanas felt as if her blood had frozen.

That's Eric.

That silly boy who once waited for her outside the forest for three days and three nights just to see her.

The knight who once blushed and swore to protect her forever.

"yes…...…"

Eric's hoarse, grating voice rang out, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing against each other.

"I used to think she was a goddess... a ray of light..."

A glimmer of hope ignited in Sylvanas's heart.

Perhaps Eric could plead for her?

"And now?" Li Fan's voice remained flat, devoid of any emotion.

Eric paused for a second.

Then he gave the answer.

"Now…....…"

"I feel like she's a piece of meat."

"A piece of... rotten flesh."

Sylvanas's pupils suddenly dilated.

Before she could react...

Li Fan smiled.

"That's right."

Li Fan dismounted.

The boots splashed black stains in the mud, which landed on Sylvanas's gauze skirt.

He walked up to Sylvanas.

Looking down from a high vantage point.

There was no desire in his eyes.

There's only one kind of disgust I feel when looking at trash.

"Raise your head."

Li Fan gave the order.

Sylvanas trembled as she raised her head, revealing her stunningly beautiful face, streaked with tears.

"Your Majesty..." she tried to force a smile.

Snapped!

A crisp slap echoed across the edge of the forest.