Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

"What do you mean?"

"What's the point of denying this kind of thing at this time?"

Rubia took a step back, and as her tender white hands turned over, a red lotus slowly blossomed in her palms.

Vitan denied that it didn't matter.

But she had already identified Vitan in her heart, and the two of them were naturally hostile to each other. Who could know what Vitan was thinking?

"So I said, it's too much trouble to explain it to you."

"You are not worth wasting my time on you right now."

Vitan shrugged and said casually.

He had said before that he didn't care much about the humans in this world. After all, compared to the elves, their value was really limited.

But if it is the little girl in front of me, it will be different.

She has the power of the saint created by the five elven kings in her body, and she still has the potential for growth to a certain extent.

With proper cultivation, it is not impossible for the company to grow to five figures.

If the elf Vitan she is using now is not taken back, she will have a chance to touch the four-digit edge if she is given a few thousand years.

So, he is now willing to spend a little of his time to talk to this little girl and give her a choice.

"Let's talk about the question just now."

"If you really want to kill them, there are only four Elf Kings left."

His brows furrowed.

Rubia's brows furrowed, but she certainly didn't let down her guard at all.

But a feeling of doubt did arise.

"what do you mean?"

"Are you referring to the Holy King who is currently disappearing?"

"The Holy King is only missing, but he is not dead yet."

She knows much more about the Elf King than most people.

Even the priestesses in the Council of Gods might not know as much about the Elf King as he does.

As it happened, the mysterious disappearance of the Holy King was within her knowledge.

"Holy Elf King?"

"She seems to be planning something."

"But I'm not referring to her."

After hearing what Rubia said, Vitan sneered.

If a person is strong enough to be invincible, then no matter what the microorganisms under his feet are planning, they cannot shake his ideas and what he wants to do.

Therefore, the Holy King knew very well that many of the anomalies in this world were caused by the Elf King.

But he still hadn't ordered Radix to investigate it.

Because it's completely unnecessary.

A mayfly can never shake a big tree.

Rubia seemed to want to say something, but in the next second, Rubia's expression was completely stunned.

Or it should be described as dull.

Just because Vitan was holding a dying girl in his hands.

No, that's not right. It's an elf.

It is a little girl who is about twelve or thirteen years old, with long hair as bright red as blood, and is dying.

"Your Majesty the Elf King."

Rubia exclaimed out loud.

At this moment, countless memories flooded into Rubia's mind.

Perhaps no human being is more familiar with this face than her.

Because this is the being she has served for countless days and nights, bathing and dancing every day to please.

It is also the existence she hates the most.

It was because she wanted the true fire of the Elstein family and her sister's life.

Eventually, she embarked on this path, which cost her her family's territory, her parents, and even her sister...

Of course she knew that the Elf King had a reason for going crazy.

But this did not make her let go of her hatred.

But now, the enemy he had been thinking about was being held in the hand of this devil like a dead dog.

You can imagine how shocked she is right now.

"Now you understand what I mean."

Vitan showed off his spoils and then took them back.

This Elf King is still of great use.

He is able to create this dying state now.

Anyway, as long as she doesn't die, it's enough.

I understand, how could I not understand this!

This is so clear.

Doesn’t this mean that the King of Fire Elves is in his hands?

Normally, Rubia should be very happy.

It would be unreasonable for her to be unhappy when her enemy is in trouble.

But what followed was an even stronger sense of vigilance than before.

"Who are you?"

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Rubia asked two questions in succession.

Her vigilance was indeed heightened, but she was much more convinced by what Vitan had just said.

Among them is that Vitan has nothing to do with the devil.

First, there is no need for a strong man who can torture the arrogant Elf King into such a big man to be so petty.

The second is that her power and that of the Demon King are improving and growing at the same time.

Of course, she is not able to fight the Elf King alone now.

Then the Dark King's reincarnation should naturally not be able to do it.

So who is this person?

What to do after capturing the Elf King?

What do you want to do by coming here?

For Rubia, all of this has to be investigated.

"What do I want to do?"

Vitan laughed out loud.

This smile looks so sunny, so warm, and so gentle.

But Rubia felt a chill deep down in her bones.

It felt like someone was grabbing my heart, and even breathing became a little difficult.

"boom--!"

A sound so loud that it made the eardrums vibrate resounded throughout the room.

“Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka!”

Then the sound of ice cracking continued to be heard.

Like a continuously erupting geyser, the black mud that had been buried deep underground was blown out one after another, spreading in all directions like raindrops.

“That’s what I want to do.”

"do you understand?"

"Om-!"

Violent flames rose from Rubia's body, rushing into the air like pillars of fire.

The pillars of fire gradually twisted in mid-air and gradually transformed into huge balls of fire that floated there like small suns.

"Go to hell!"

Accompanied by Rubia's voice.

The scorching flames seemed to be able to burn up all the space. With astonishing heat, they transformed into huge fireballs, like small suns falling from the sky, falling violently from mid-air and shooting towards Vitan.

Faced with the flames that could burn the surrounding area to ashes in an instant, Vitan's pair of dark and deep eyes had long been dyed a fiery red by the luster of the flames, looking like an intoxicating gem.

In this regard, Vitan still maintained his original posture.

He allowed this overwhelming attack to fall on him.

"Bam—!"

The huge scorching fireball landed all around Vitan with a bang, exploding like a heavy meteorite.

A surge of fire turned into surging flames, vibrating from the exploded ground, mixed with astonishing impact wind and waves, and exploded in all directions.

Smoke rose from the ground covered by the fire wave.

The place hit by the fireball turned into a small crater and even started to flame.

But Vitan stood there motionless, not moving at all.

The surrounding flames seemed to have life, and were naturally afraid of predators stronger than themselves, and did not dare to get close to Vitan.

"This is the first time."

It's getting colder.

It was as if just by hearing it, I felt my thoughts come to a standstill.

Unprecedented pressure.

Even when the Elf King was furious, Rubia had never felt such pressure.

She was like a lone boat floating in the ocean.

Let the endless fear invade her.

"Since you still have some value."

"I'm giving you two chances to be lenient. This is the first one."

The elf in her hand is the elf with the strongest fire attribute.

——The flame of God-killing "Laevatain"!

It is known as the strongest flame in the elemental spirit world.

If the Fire Elf King is the god who controls the element of fire, then the fire giant in front of him is the strongest existence among the elements of fire.

It can be said that if he had not been slightly weaker than the Fire Elf King "Volcanic" back then, he would have been defeated by her.

He is now the Fire Elf King.

Coupled with the power of the saint in her body, she can perfectly exert all the power of Levatin.

But even such an existence, when she used all her strength to stimulate it, with a temperature of up to three thousand degrees, which could instantly vaporize all high temperatures, could not play the slightest role.