Real elves vs fake elves

Clemena, who was hit hard by the punch, had half of her body exploded. The dozens of meters long body turned into dirty fireworks, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere, just like fireworks exploding in the air, an ugly yet gorgeous and dazzling scene.

It was obvious that if the situation continued in this way, it would only be a matter of time before Clemena was knocked down.

But this woman, this woman who has paid such a price, this woman who has experienced this incomparable height, how could she be willing to be blasted to pieces here?

"Smart and Crazy, save me! I know where a fragment of Poseidon is located!!!"

A completely inhuman voice came out from Clemena's broken body. It was not just a special tone emitted by the vibration of the air. She was using everything she could to frantically send the corresponding information to the surroundings, fearing that the other party would not receive her distress signal.

After this voice was uttered, a woman standing on the giant pillar revealed a coquettish smile.

This is the woman in the restricted kimono. Her most distinctive feature is her long straight black hair, which is very beautiful. Her flowing hair falls to the ground, with strands of hair scattered in all directions, wriggling in a strange shape like tentacles.

In fact, the long straight black hair of this girl are tentacles, or the terrifying kind of tentacles that can suck people dry instantly just by sticking to them.

Obviously, this guy is the "witless madman" that Clemena mentioned.

A scale appeared in Wuzhi's crazy hands at some point. The shape of the scale was extremely exaggerated and bizarre, and it was in an unbalanced state from the beginning.

Stretching out her slender fingers, a heart was imitating on the tray at the bottom of the scale. This was Clemena's heart. After seeing the heart placed on the tray, Clemena's already broken face became even uglier.

Although Clemena would not die without a heart now, the heart still has a strong referential meaning. In the underworld where any concept can be brought to life, taking away such a strong symbol is definitely not a good thing.

On the other side of the scale, on the high-hanging tray, the wise and crazy man placed a thin and gorgeous long sword on it. Seeing the long sword placed on the tray, Aenarion's expression did not change at all.

Fang of the Snake King.

After putting the two objects in place, the entire scale was still in an unbalanced state. Wuzhi Chikuang laughed again when she saw this and started to fiddle with the scale with her hands. With her operation, the two sides of the scale were finally balanced.

The balance scale is supposed to represent fairness, but in the hands of a foolish and crazy person, it is like a toy that can be manipulated at will. If you want it to be fair, it will be fair.

As the scale became completely balanced, the things on the trays on both sides of the scale disappeared instantly.

At the same time, there was a disgusting heart in Aenarion's hand, and this heart was still beating.

If Aenarion knew some curse techniques, he could use this heart as a medium to give Clemena a severe blow, but the big guy didn't know how to do it and was unwilling to learn the technique of cursing, so he simply crushed the heart and let the foul blood splash through his fingers.

The foolish and crazy man chose to exchange the heart with Aenarion, probably because he thought that the big elf would not curse, and he wanted to make him suffer the loss.

On the other hand, after Clemena grasped the Snake King's Fang, she showed an extremely excited look on her face. As soon as she held the artifact in her hand, she felt an extremely strong sense of power from it. This surging power

She was almost out of control, and the powerful energy waves seemed likely to burst out at any time.

"I will definitely win!"

Clemena was ecstatic, but before she could do anything or say anything, a heavy and dull voice suddenly exploded in her mind. This voice seemed to have terrifying penetrating and tearing power. It was just a simple sentence, but it almost tore Clemena's spirit into pieces.

"Hahaha! I'm finally free! I'm finally out of that bastard's clutches!"

"I, the Snake King's Fang, finally no longer need to rely on others for support!"

These were just words that echoed in the spiritual world, but they caused Clemena's already stable body to begin to collapse again.

Chapter 102 Beating Free Long Sword

The Fang of the Snake King laughed wildly and showed off his might, looking extremely arrogant. Clemena, who was holding the sword, had no intention of controlling it. Now she felt like she was facing an extremely ferocious beast, and as long as the beast was willing, it could break free from the vague restraints anytime and anywhere.

This is not a power I can control...

Clemena figured out the whole thing in just a few seconds after she grasped the Snake King's Fang. Even though she was approaching chaotic madness at this moment, she still retained at least some wisdom. There was no need to weigh the pros and cons. Clemena decisively decided to give up the sword.

This exchange between Wuzhi and Chikuang seemed to have resulted in nothing, but how could a god who was so high and mighty make such an inexplicable move?

Clemena, who wanted to give up the Snake King's Fang, was stunned at first, and then her expression became extremely terrified.

"Let go! Let go! Why? Why!"

Clemena was horrified to find that the hand holding the sword was completely out of her control. At first, her fingers were just tightly gripping the hilt and couldn't let go, but soon her entire arm could not move freely as she thought.

"How is this possible?! I am already a creature completely infected by Chaos! I am already a creation of Chaos!"

"Why?!"

Along with Clemena's desperate wails, the arm that held the Snake King's Fang underwent drastic changes, starting from the fingers and quickly spreading upwards. A layer of silver scales quickly covered her flesh. The scales were covered with mysterious patterns, and it was obvious at a glance that they belonged to snakes.

Clemena immediately decided to take drastic measures. She immediately used most of the energy she could mobilize to bombard the arm that originally belonged to her. However, this terrifying energy impact had almost no effect except causing the scales on the arm to rub off and produce sparks.

"You want to survive by cutting off your limbs? Can you do it?!"

Suddenly, another kind of sound came out of Clemena's mouth. It was a man's voice, majestic and powerful, full of confidence and oppression. It was definitely the kind of voice that only someone who had been in a high position for a long time could make.

"Do you think you are invincible just because you cast Chaos?!"

"Although I don't get along with the monsters in Chaos, my understanding of Chaos is far superior to yours!"

In the time it took to say these two sentences, one of Clemena's eyes turned into a vertical pupil of a snake, looking dangerous and sexy. The monster-like part of her body began to peel off rapidly. In just a moment, her body was covered with a layer of silver-white scales. From a distance, she looked like a pervert in a tights.

From the time she grasped the Snake King's Fang until it was almost completely eroded, Clemena only resisted for no more than half a minute. It was completely eroded in such a short time. To say that she resisted was an honor.

"That Aenarion... is fighting against this kind of monster every day?"

"Is this a power we can master?"

"That elf... is so scary..."

The above was Clemena’s last thought before her remaining consciousness dissipated. It can be said that she never made any big news from birth to death.

Looking at Clemena who had been completely eroded, the arrogant and foolish maniac showed an unfathomable smile, as if this was something she had already planned, and the theme of maintaining this chaotic space also changed from Clemena to the Fang of the Snake King.

When the boss enters the second stage, not only does his appearance change, but he becomes a completely different person on the inside.

Looking at Clemena, who was as arrogant as a villain... or the Fang of the Serpent King, Aenarion remained silent.

Of course he saw what had happened, or to be more precise, the change of soul seemed no different to Aenarion than a change of person, and perhaps even more obvious.

"You seem happy?"

The sound was not very loud, but it was enough to attract the attention of the Snake King's Fang.

After hearing what Aenarion said, Snakefang's whole body shuddered subconsciously. The fear seemed to have been ingrained into her bones, but soon, this guy became angry and humiliated because of this fear. She looked at Aenarion with great irritability and began to roar for various reasons.

"I am free! I have also gained a strong body! I am now incomparably powerful!"

"I will pay you back double for everything you've done to me!"

As if thinking of what Aenarion had done to him, the voice of the Snake King Fang became more aggressive.

"Now I'm going to show you,

The real power of the body!"

In the first half of the sentence, the Fang of the Serpent King was still in place, but in the second half, this guy had already crossed the distance in space and came directly in front of Aenarion, with the sword in his hand raised high. In just a split second, the Fang of the Serpent King, which could cut through anything, could easily cut Aenarion's body. Even with the big guy's physical strength, he could not withstand this kind of rule-based killing.

In a moment even faster than this, Aenarion used the Black Tiger Heart-Ripping Technique to stab the Serpent King with the Fang. After her whole body flew a long distance, the long sword in his hand chopped down and killed her fiercely.

Aenarion took advantage of the situation and continued to chase after the terrified Snake King Fang. His speed was even faster than the Snake King Fang who was constantly using teleportation ability. It seemed that he could reach such a level with just his physical body. This strength was extremely horrifying. The Snake King Fang was even a little confused and at a loss.

Looking at Aenarion who had firmly suppressed the Fang of the Serpent King, the smile on that mindless and crazy face became even wider, making it impossible to guess what this dark man was thinking.

At the same time, in the real world outside the chaos barrier, the elves are also trying to break through this chaos barrier.

The mage group led by Nelos is trying to deconstruct this barrier. The so-called deconstruction of the chaos barrier is not a magic show or something, but a crazy cracking behavior that burns brainpower. It doesn't seem to be a fancy scene, but if someone walks between the mage group and the chaos barrier, they will be torn to pieces in an instant by the magical torrent surging back and forth.

On the other side, Asuryan's followers were also praying and shouting Asuryan's name in unison. This was devout enough. The main problem lay with the turkey. If the turkey was of some use, it would not be completely useless.

But Asuryan is still very important. After all, it is a historic breakthrough from 0 to 1 for the elven gods in this period of time. As for the breakthrough from 1 to 10000, that will be left to the next god.

Chapter 103: The Completely Tamed Snake King's Fang

Just when the elves were troubled by the chaos barrier in front of them, a group of unplanned people suddenly arrived here.

Two elven rangers led a large group of people to Nairosi. After their introduction, everyone realized that this group of people were actually knights of the Grand Cathedral. Several elves immediately stood in awe.

It's up to this group of people to break through this tragically thick barrier.

Seeing the elves persisting in fighting Chaos, the three knights also showed great respect.

In the view of the relevant staff of the Cathedral, it doesn’t matter what race you are, and it doesn’t even matter whether you are alive or dead. What matters is to fight Chaos and fight Chaos to death.

The three knights drew their swords and prayed devoutly, then looked at the group of "ascetics" behind them.

Following the knights' gaze, the elves also looked at the "ascetic".

Ascetic: “…”

Isn’t this a sin?

To be honest, those unlucky guys who appeared to be ascetics but were actually necromancers really wanted to quit, but after comparing the gap between the two sides, they wisely chose to remain silent.

The three knights alone were enough to make them dare not resist. Now with a bunch of elves added to the mix, would they be able to survive this self-destructive stabbing?

After looking at each other for a few times, the necromancers made a decision.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen a pig run!

Let’s fight!

All they heard was the leader uttering a loud "no" and then the others lined up and started dancing and singing.

"Sigma, God helps, because chaos is raging in the Central Plains"

"The Chaos Cult is deceiving the heavens, disrespecting the emperor and forgetting their ancestors"

………………

"Ghosts are in chaos, kill them all, unify the empire and take over the country!"

You definitely wouldn't sing it like this, and the movements wouldn't be like that, but the meaning is pretty much the same.

Legend has it that in a dark and deep universe 40,000 years ago, some warriors had priests give them this lesson before going into battle.

After a long prayer, the three knights present felt their bodies filled with strength in an instant!

Howling, the three knights rushed forward and slashed with all their might. A terrifying crack appeared in front of the chaos barrier, and the chaotic power within it surged out through the crack!

Upon seeing this, several necromancers quickened the speed of their prayers, and as they moved, a burst of holy light came down like a railgun, easily destroying the overflowing chaotic energy until not a trace remained.

Apparently, the Sigma telephone lines in this world are very unobstructed and there is no such thing as being unable to get through.

The three knights were greatly encouraged by this, and even swung their swords faster. The elves watching from the side were also quite envious, the strength of this divine art was almost as strong as magic, and it was simply not something they could compare to.

This went on for quite a while, and whether it was due to internal reasons or external damage, the chaotic barrier finally couldn't hold on and shattered. It collapsed and turned into nothingness in an instant, and the environment inside was revealed, which was a desperate scene like a wasteland and desert.

Just before, just a few hours ago, this place was a fortress. Although the fortress was dirty and messy, it was still an environment where humans could live.

And

Now, this place can be declared a restricted area for intelligent races.

But what was strange was that in this almost completely hopeless situation, a huge golden tree stood proudly, and the lush greenery around it was a vibrant scene. A circle of elven warriors around it were still in formation. After noticing that the situation around them had changed drastically again, they remained vigilant and dared not relax at all.

The Laughing God has disappeared.

But Aenarion and the Fang of the Serpent did not vanish.

The two guys were looking at each other face to face, seemingly in a confrontation, but in fact it was not a confrontation at all.

As long as Aenarion wanted, he could use both hands to control the woman, Ola.

That's right, woman.

Although he had devoured Clemena's entire body, taking everything from the soul to the flesh without leaving anything behind, the appearance of the Snake King's Fang at this moment was completely different from Clemena. He looked quite gorgeous, a complete pervert in a tights with a queen-like style.

It means being reborn literally.

Fang of the Snake King: "... Because I devoured a chaotic creature and was strengthened by the insanity, my strength has increased dozens of times compared to before. I am completely different now than I was in the past. If the me in the past would restrict the full release of your power, then I am now confident that I can let you fight with all your strength!"

Aenarion said nothing, as if he wanted to see what his sisters were up to.

Snake King Fang ignored the other party's inexplicable look and continued to talk to himself: "Let's not fight each other anymore. You and I will cooperate. Is there any better combination in the world than this? Is there anyone in this world who can defeat you?"

As he spoke, Snake King Fang threw his true body - the long sword in his hand - in front of Aenarion and stuck it firmly into the ground.

As she moved, her entire human body gradually faded and disappeared, but before disappearing, she left behind her last words.

"King of the Elves, are you satisfied with my gift?"

Aenarion finally took two steps forward and grasped the long sword stuck in the ground, then pulled it out and held it high, carefully examining the reborn artifact. The Phoenix King also gave a considerable response to the last words of the Snake King's Fang.

"Well, I like it very much."

Of course, Snakefang would not surrender sincerely. If she really wanted to surrender, she would not have fought with Aenarion before.

But perhaps it was because he was beaten too hard, or perhaps it was some other reason, the Snake King's Fang decisively gave in, gave in completely, gave in happily, gave in to the point of sliding down to his knees, gave in to fear.

Isn't it just being humble? It's not like we haven't done this before...

And Aenarion was not sure what to think, but he still accepted this surrender, as if he really wanted to turn the page and no longer care about this guy's betrayal...