Real elves vs fake elves

At 17 seconds, light appeared.

Once it appeared, it directly pierced through the darkness. In the absolute darkness, a golden holy tree shone in all directions. Wherever the light passed, it completely melted and dispelled the darkness with almost no hindrance.

At the 18th second, the light extended infinitely.

At the 19th second, the light of the holy tree extended to the entire world. All the monsters and demons that jumped out of the darkness were melted away completely. Light descended upon the world again. The survivors cheered in their hearts for the greatness of the gods they prayed to.

At the 20th second, the Golden Sacred Tree revealed an unprecedentedly powerful posture. Wherever its light extended and covered, darkness had no place to hide. Its splendor and grandeur were just like the Supreme Sacred Tree back then... or even better!

Looking at the golden sacred tree that covered the entire Elf Forest in every sense, Nicholas' expression did not show any fear, but was full of excitement.

"Your tower finally appeared."

Holding the sword in both hands, this overlord who could already be called a monster let out a captivating voice.

"Sure enough, it can even be said that it was beyond my expectations."

"I knew you would use your tower to dispel the power of chaos, but I didn't expect your tower to be able to melt the darkness in an instant like the sun melting ice and snow."

"But it doesn't matter. As long as your tower appears in front of me, that's when it will collapse."

"Without the tower, you are nothing more than a more powerful elf."

After he finished speaking, Nicholas swung the dragon bone sword in his hand, and as he moved, a terrifying torrent of energy was launched towards the golden sacred tree... and then it was hit directly by a golden arrow in mid-air, so fast, fierce and accurate that even Nicholas could not react in time.

Looking around, I saw a half-deer man holding a bow and arrow standing under the golden sacred tree. The lower body of this guy was completely that of a stag, but the upper body was that of a strong adult male, with a pair of huge antlers on his forehead. It was obvious that he was the one who shot the arrow just now.

"Who said that was my tower?" Aenarion said with an expression that did not change. "We have a new member in our club recently. We call him the God of Nature. You can try to get to know him."

Chapter 160 This is definitely not a simple enemy

Nicholas was not angry at Aenarion's little teasing. After realizing that he could not shake the sacred golden tree with his attacks, the White Beast Warrior turned and continued to attack Aenarion.

"How strange! I thought these so-called gods in this world were all trash."

"Those who are somewhat useful are also trying their best to maintain this collapsing world and have no time to deal with my affairs."

"I never thought that you have such powerful gods among your subordinates. It's strange that you don't let them do their best to maintain this world, but instead let them stay here and do nothing."

"You are disregarding the whole world for your own selfishness."

Nicholas tried to use a heart-breaking method to deal with Aenarion, but that of course did not have any effect. No matter how much the other party said, Aenarion's expression never changed.

If one's faith in Taoism can be broken by just a few words, then his mental strength is really negative. How can one reach such a high level with such a fragile mentality?

"For what? To expose your flaws, of course."

Aenarion responded while attacking continuously, the Sun Sword slashed off half of the opponent's body from top to bottom. If it was an ordinary fight, this terrifying attack would obviously be the decisive blow, but facing a chaotic creature, especially a chaotic creature of Nicholas's level, this level of attack is not much different from an ordinary attack.

"Awesome! Awesome! Awesome!"

After three consecutive powerful attacks, Nicholas' expression was more excited than ever before. His hideous wounds were covered with terrifying flames. These holy flames kept burning his wounds, making them unable to recover. But at the same time, dark chaotic energy kept pouring out of the wounds, neutralizing the holy flames at an astonishing speed.

However, this lasting damage will not last long.

But how could Aenarion's attack stop after one successful strike?

The successive attacks were faster, fiercer, and stronger. While Nicholas's body was divided and his combat power was greatly reduced, Aenarion's attacks caused greater damage to the opponent time and time again. Soon, the seemingly complete body became a piece of pieces.

Suddenly, another round of terrifying energy shocks erupted from Nicholas' body, pushing Aenarion back several steps. The divided and chopped body twisted a few times, and suddenly, as if opening a floodgate, it gushed out an infinite amount of thick black liquid, directly extinguishing the holy flame on his body at once.

It's not unscientific that such a small point can emit such an amazing liquid, it's not even magical.

Looking at the surging black liquid and the countless wailing and confused facial features above the black liquid, Aenarion immediately recognized what it was.

Overlord's Egg.

Aenarion had several more boxes for storing this stuff, so he was particularly sensitive and familiar with it.

Looking at the facial features constantly rising and falling in the dark tide, looking at this familiar yet distorted face, even Aenarion couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

How many Overlord Eggs are there here? !

No, that's not right. If this world could really accommodate an Overlord Egg of this size, the God of Greed would have already taken control of this world.

Obviously, the answer is obvious. It is not the astonishing number of Overlord Eggs, but that Nicholas has completely merged with an Overlord Egg and become one.

It does not pray for the power of the God of Greed through the Overlord's Egg for the channel, but completely merges with the Overlord's Egg to turn itself into a "living" channel.

Nicholas is now a "channel", an "anchor". When he shows this form, the God of Greed will inevitably follow this "anchor" to narrow the distance between the two unequal worlds at a speed unimaginable to mortals.

No wonder he said before, "While I was still conscious..."

Aenarion didn't know why he made this choice, nor did he know when he made this choice, but he knew that with Nicholas's current personality, which was not very cruel, making such a decision must be full of pain and determination.

The above thoughts only lasted for a moment, and there was no need to think any more. Aenarion swung his sword forward and rushed straight towards Nicholas, who was still spewing a torrent of filth.

But now Nicholas is many times more powerful than before!

The never-ending torrent seemed to come alive, and thinking of Aenarion launching a terrifying attack, the Phoenix King now felt that he was not facing just one enemy, but countless enemies, countless enemies with roughly the same fighting power as him.

From the beginning, Aenarion and Nicholas were of similar strength, and from now on, Aenarion was at an absolute disadvantage in the battle between the two sides, but the big elf would not compromise or be cowardly. Even if the enemy was a hundred thousand times stronger than him, he would never put down his sword and give up the resistance.

The Yangyan Sword shone brightly, and the beam of light reached the sky. Wherever it passed, the darkness melted away and nothing could escape its sight. It was as if the sun that had been "extinguished" before had reappeared, illuminating the entire earth with infinite light and infinite heat again.

forward!

The long sword was swung, and the raging flames wiped out all the monsters.

forward!

With light by your side, your path is unstoppable.

forward!

forward!

Keep moving forward!

Finally, the two faced each other again, looking at the strange human face formed by the black torrent, and Aenarion stabbed forward with his sword in hand.

"You came."

"Nicholas" laughed, watching Aenarion stabbing at him with the Sunfire Sword. This complete monster did not dodge, but just let the weapon pierce him fiercely.

"Do you think you can really come?"

"Do you think you can make it with your current strength?"

"I know that after I raise the ceiling, you will reach the height of the ceiling again at an amazing speed, but it takes time..."

"You can certainly wait, but can the world really wait?"

"I expected you to make this choice."

Along with the hateful sound of blasphemy, Aenarion's right arm holding the Yangyan Sword was suddenly wrapped by countless liquids. Although the power of the artifact and the great power of the Phoenix King himself were constantly neutralizing and disappearing with these evil liquids, how could a mere Phoenix King be able to offset the torrent that had already connected to the "Elysium"?

The dark torrent meandered upwards until it enveloped Aenarion's entire arm. The Phoenix King's seemingly unparalleled power also showed signs of weakness in the face of true "infinity".

"Aenarion, how do you feel now?"

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Chapter 161 The Dragon Song Resounds Again

Nicholas's provocation and ridicule could not make Aenarion make any mistakes in the battle. Now Nicholas also knew that his trash talk would not have any effect on the man in front of him, but he kept ridiculing him. It was not just boasting, but more like

An affirmation of oneself.

Looking at the black mud that was eroding other parts of Aenarion at an alarming rate, Nicholas's face was filled with absolute madness.

"You're doomed to fail! You're doomed to fail!!!"

Aenarion said nothing, and even his expression did not change. A startling light suddenly burst out from his left hand, and then Aenarion used this light like a long sword to slash at his right arm, severing the entire arm without hesitation.

It can only be said that this is a move that is very consistent with Aenarion's style. Nicholas' expression did not change when he saw this scene, and he was still so rampant that he could even be called rebellious.

"For the safety of this world, you have to take a risky approach to fight me... and this is exactly what I want!"

"If you fight me according to plan, with the upper limit of the energy projection of the blissful hell that I can obtain now, I will most likely die in your hands, just like the goblin before. It only takes a tiny mistake to be annihilated."

"But it's different now! You're not ready! And I, I don't know how long I've been preparing!"

"Taking a risky move for the sake of this world! This! Is why you fail!"

"You are not becoming stronger just for the sake of becoming stronger. From the perspective of a strong person, your purity is too low."

After making his own judgment on Aenarion, Nicholas struck a winner's pose. He knew that the other party would not be depressed by failure, nor would he be broken by words, but he felt that he was really only one step away from defeating this guy.

Imagine, what kind of struggle can a guy who only has one arm left and doesn't even have a weapon to use make?

Nicholas: "Aenarion! Your life is fading, but my power is still limitless!"

"I have already felt the Yangyan Sword, this divine weapon. From the moment I received this divine weapon, it was the final chapter of your poem of failure."

"I'll take this divine weapon!"

Although Nicholas is now only the size of a human, his inner world is vast and boundless. After Aenarion's right arm holding the Yangyan Sword fell into his body, it disappeared without a trace.

This is a monster that completely violates the laws of space...

But just as Nicholas said this, Aenarion suddenly spoke.

"Indeed, I caught you."

The incoherent words made Nicholas's expression first stunned, then stiffened, and finally shocked.

In less than half a second, the only expression left on his face covered in black mud was shock.

As Aenarion felt the position of the Yangyan Sword, he continued to speak, killing people and destroying their hearts.

"I have never dared to touch those Tyrant Eggs from the beginning to the end, but why do you have the courage to touch the 'Tyrant Eggs' I threw out?"

"You said so much before, just to express that you regarded me as an equal opponent, but now I think that is not the case at all."

"You think that with the power bestowed by the God of Greed, you can attack at night with just a little effort; Group ⑥, Nine Four ⑨ Three 'Six One Three ⑤ is enough to defeat me..."

Nicholas was so angry that he shouted, "So what? You don't have the artifact anymore..."

Before he finished speaking, Aenarion's entire right arm emitted an astonishingly bright light...

No, Aenarion no longer had his right arm. It was a new "limb" formed by all the energy he could mobilize, a body of pure energy, a "weapon" made of light that could destroy everything.

The current Aenarion is a special giant of light!

With a loud shout, Aenarion attacked directly, and his right arm made of light directly inserted into the pool of active black mud. Completely different from the previous attack that was like a bull entering a sea of ​​mud, this attack immediately achieved amazing results. The black mud surged up as if it was boiling, and Nicholas's howl rang out at the right time.

It no longer had the confidence it had before, nor did it have the ambition to challenge the world. The white beast now roared like an ordinary person who had been tortured.

Affected by Aenarion's right arm of light, the black mud no longer began to gush out from Nicholas' body. The darkness of the whole world was retreating, the vicious "stars" in the sky disappeared one after another, and the extremely ferocious monsters that hunted and killed intelligent creatures in various places melted one after another like ice and snow.

I don't know how long it had been, but finally, Nicholas' body no longer spewed out endless black mud, the sun returned to the earth, and the darkness of this world no longer spewed out all kinds of monsters, and this world belonged to mortals again.

Nicholas has turned back into his previous appearance. He is no longer the humanoid monster infected by black mud, nor is he the extremely muscular man. He is an ordinary man... or even a boy.

He was much younger than Aenarion, and to be exact, he must have been just nineteen.

Very young, just an adult even in this world, one can only say that he has just touched the edge of "maturity".

Aenarion's right arm was now inserted directly into the other's chest, right at the heart, still emitting sparks like flames.

He first looked at his pierced heart, then raised his head to glance at Aenarion, and a smile suddenly appeared on Nicholas's defeated face.

This is not the smile of the white beast.

This is the one who hopes to have a brother who loves him and is always by his side, a strict but caring mother who loves him deeply, a father who is unreliable but family-oriented and will not have affairs outside, and the happiest and most perfect family...

Nicholas smiles.

"It seems that even Chaos cannot fulfill my wish..."

"But it's really great..."

"Thank you anyway..."

Although Nicholas' last words were very brief, in the time it took him to utter these simple words, his body disintegrated into particles. A breeze blew from nowhere and blew away the fragments. In less than a moment, the fragments were scattered into the world by the wind, as if they had merged into one with this world.

The breeze made a whimpering sound along with the treetops, as if the world itself was crying. No one knew who it was crying for, was it because of Nicholas, the millions of innocent people who died because of Nicholas, or the irreversible damage that chaos had caused to the world itself.

The whole world became sad.

Looking at this sad and miserable world, feeling the wailing and crying of thousands of wronged souls in the world, feeling the elves struggling madly to fight those soulless Chaos believers.

Feeling the unspeakable pain, feeling the cries of countless creatures, even though there was no sound at the moment, Aenarion heard countless pleas, countless cries, and countless sorrows.

Feeling this complex and boundless wave of emotions like layers of ocean waves, feeling every bit contained in it, it was as if a button was suddenly turned on in Aenarion's heart.

Ordinary people would go crazy in an instant if they felt the ocean of emotions composed of countless creatures, but Aenarion was so delicate that he could keenly feel every detail of it. In just a moment, he was able to sense the entire ocean of emotions.