Real elves vs fake elves

"We have come to a deeper place... Can this still be considered the Wild Wind Realm?"

"The Storm King actually turned a blind eye to such a large tumor staying in his home? No wonder the Mountain Tyrant

They say that Lord Storm has gone mad."

"If Lord Storm went crazy because of this thing, then what about Lord Shadow?"

"It seems that the things in the elemental world are most likely not related to madness."

While talking to himself, Aenarion had already walked a long distance along the coastline, and through this walk, Aenarion also discovered why there was such a strong sense of incongruity here.

Although the beach, ocean and sunset all appear quite perfect, the sunset always remains in one position without any movement. The ocean is like a still mirror without waves and tides. There is no living thing on the beach that should be home to countless lives. There is nothing but gravel everywhere.

This is a perfect world, so perfect that it is completely different from the real world.

"Based on the afterglow of the past, this place seems too much. It's like a parasite that has infiltrated the elemental world."

Aenarion thought and talked to himself, expecting no answer to his words, but to his surprise, they received a corresponding answer.

"Yes, this is our last gasp. The dimensional upgrade experiment has not failed, and our consciousness has not dissipated."

Following the sound, he saw a woman in a swimsuit walking towards him. She looked exactly like the first woman Aenarion had seen in the ruins before. There was no difference between the two.

"This is my favorite beach, but every time I come here for vacation, the noisy crowds make me irritated, and the rolling waves make me even more annoyed. But the sunset here makes me intoxicated. For this moment, I can only endure the noise of nature and mortals."

"But it doesn't matter now. This is my world. I can do whatever I want. All the things I hate will no longer exist. I can only enjoy the beauty for a moment, but it will become eternal."

"What do you think of the scenery here? I feel very satisfied."

Aenarion turned and looked toward the setting sun.

"Yes, I have seen many beaches, but none compare to this one." Turning his head and looking at the woman, Aenarion's tone was still very stable. "But I think that a tyrant of the elemental world should not encounter a beach like this."

The woman was stunned at first, and then immediately showed a ferocious expression.

"What did you say? Tyrant of the Elemental World? I am Leia! The savior! Even if my world has fallen into the abyss, I will forcibly pull it out of the abyss!"

"I'm not Storm Lord! I'm Leia! The complete Leia!!!"

Along with the roar, the woman's body began to twist and change, and the world began to twist gradually. Gusts of wind blew up without any source, and the originally quiet beach suddenly became fierce and violent.

"It seems that it has eaten too many complicated memories. Even at this point, its original consciousness has no intention of recovering?"

There was not even a remaining soul, just the last complex memories of the "savior" of a world, which drove an elemental tyrant into madness.

Although it is normal for such a fantasy world to be haunted, it is really hard to describe when it is haunted to this extent.

An elemental tyrant who had been in the netherworld for who knows how long, carrying a vast tide of memories spanning tens of thousands of years, was unable to suppress the short decades of memories of mortals. In theory, this kind of thing should not have happened.

The current Storm Lord is not possessed by the so-called "Leia" soul, but because the proportion of "Leia"'s memory is too high, the Storm Lord feels that he is Leia himself, and even has a personality that is almost exactly the same as "Leia" himself.

Leia was not resurrected, but Leia was reborn inside the body of Stormlord.

If this is Leia's final plan, then she is indeed worthy of the title of "savior".

It once again turned into four slender limbs carrying an even more slender body, and its head was still the "Y"-shaped branch, with a rotating ball of fire and wind in the center of the branch.

But this body was countless times larger than anything Aenarion had seen before, almost the size of the entire world, and its nature was so vast that the beach where Aenarion lay was no more than a grain of sand to it.

This is the original state of the Storm Lord. His power has not weakened at all. Instead, it has become even more powerful because of the knowledge absorbed from "Leia"'s memory.

And it was for this knowledge that it originally chose to absorb Leia's memory.

The Yangyan Sword once again released an endless and captivating light. Aenarion squinted his eyes and looked at the monster in front of him that was madly releasing his power. In fact, even now, he had no ill feelings towards "Leia" or the Storm Lord.

No matter who it is, as long as they can cooperate with him, it doesn't matter to him whether Storm King has schizophrenia and turned into a dead guy.

As long as he can get the Gale Realm and the Phoenix Royal Court to sign a contract, he doesn't care what the person in charge of the Gale Realm looks like.

Whether it is a royal sister or a non-human, from the perspective of alliance, there is no difference.

But in this situation, we still need to fight.

It doesn’t matter who is the county magistrate, but the county magistrate must not be a madman.

A strong wind suddenly came, as strong as the wind

The endless wind swept in with the wind blades that could cut through anything. The terrifying wind pressure that came with it could flatten a mountain. This was a destructive wind that could flatten everything. If this wind happened in the modern world, it would not take long for the surface of the earth to be completely destroyed. Not only the surface of the earth, but even the rock and soil layers would be eroded away layer by layer by this terrifying wind.

Such a terrifying force, such horrific destruction, this kind of power is absolutely beyond the reach of human beings, how can a mortal be able to resist it? !

But faced with this world-destroying might, faced with this horrific destruction that seemed to be able to tear his flesh apart in an instant, Aenarion's expression remained unchanged, his body did not move at all, and the Sunfire Sword in his hand pointed directly at the spinning wind ball above the opponent's head.

Although I don't know whether my current attributes are those of a mortal or not, I just want to kill you for being so ruthless!

In the midst of a raging wind that could overturn the heavens and the earth, Aenarion stood still like a mountain, the sword in his hand gathering power over and over again, his aura and strength increasing at a rapid rate as if without end.

Chapter 19 Aenarion, the real shit monster!

Improve, improve, improve.

The momentum and combat power of both sides increased crazily, and continued to grow as if there was no upper limit. It was as if energy really became a mere number for these two guys, and this number would start to rise infinitely as long as they exerted force.

After climbing uncontrollably to a certain level, it seemed as if it finally felt that it could not go on like this any longer, and the Lord of Storms once again let out an inhuman scream, followed by a round of horrifying and continuous explosions, the terrifying explosions extended all the way to in front of Aenarion.

Right after the opponent launched the first attack, Aenarion also attacked without hesitation. His fierce attack came first, like a scorching sun at noon, with bright and hot light shooting towards the target.

boom! ! !

The attacks from both sides collided and caused a violent explosion. Although it seemed that the two sides were evenly matched, the fire in the city gate affected everyone involved. The area where the two were located collapsed directly. Under this destructive aftermath, there was no possibility of anything surviving.

"As expected of you, you are the Elemental Tyrant... But it seems that it is not just the power of the wind element. It seems that your act of absorbing the memory of that world is not completely useless."

Aenarion was capable of simple taunts, but the Tempest Lord showed no intelligence beyond his roar, and except for his powers beyond the imagination of mortals, his behavior was no different from that of a wild beast.

It was after this roar that Aenarion immediately sensed something was wrong.

First, several of his attacks inexplicably missed, and then the opponent's speed inexplicably increased a lot. At first, Aenarion thought that the opponent's combat ability had been improved, but this feeling did not last more than two seconds. He soon discovered that the data at the time and space level was disordered.

I immediately thought of the salvation organization studied by "Linda's World" - the space-time engine. Like the ether phase engine, it is something that makes people feel extremely bad just by hearing the name.

"To have explored the mysteries of time and space with the power of a mortal is enough to make people shudder with just a simple thought. This is really... not a good thing."

First of all, it has unparalleled elemental power, and then with the blessing of the space-time engine, the current Storm King has far surpassed ordinary elemental tyrants. Now it is the undisputed strongest elemental tyrant!

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

The battle between the two resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking the universe, without distinguishing between front and back, let alone up and down. On the surface, the attacks of these two beings seemed incredibly simple. From the performance alone, the two people separated, then collided with each other, then separated again, and collided with each other again.

Each round of collision will cause unimaginable excitement, and each attack will contain incredible power.

The two men broke through the edge of the Gale Realm, then fought their way through the boundaries of the Elemental Realm, and finally rushed directly into the infinitely large and limitless Netherworld, continuing the unlimited attack.

The change in environment was not enough to distract the two men, and both of them gave their all for this battle, and they couldn't even think about anything other than the battle. Their highly developed information processing organs had been operating to their limits, and all threads were deployed to the battle.

Now, unless one of them falls on the spot, the battle will not stop. The two of them have simultaneously and actively eliminated thoughts like "survival, begging for mercy", because they know that facing such a god-like enemy, the slightest bit of reservation may cause the situation to take a sharp turn for the worse, and then there will be no possibility of a comeback.

Because of the crazy fight between these two "things", and the fact that it was so blatant in the Netherworld, it directly attracted the attention of countless beings in the Netherworld.

The underworld is a dark forest, and in this dark forest, the only ones qualified to light a fire and shout, except for naive fools, are the armored clusters.

At first, there were still many people who came over with a fluke mentality. Who knows, they might really be fools? After all, such a huge battle momentum definitely means that these two guys are not only stupid, but also can't even control their own strength accurately.

Then, these unlucky ghosts were

After being caught up in the aftermath of the battle, they were unable to even recite a haiku before bursting into flames and scattering.

boom! ! !

Another round of attack, and then another round of collision and separation.

Looking at the monster in front of him that seemed to possess endless power, Aenarion took a deep breath. There was naturally no such thing as air in the underworld, so this was his subconscious action to mobilize all his body's strength.

The Phoenix King's right arm was revealed again. Ever since he killed Nicolas, this arm made of pure light had been with Aenarion. In order to hide it from others, he chose to cover it with arm armor made of various precious metals and gems. But now, the arm armor used to cover it has completely collapsed and disappeared, and the right arm of light is completely revealed.

In addition to his right arm, some cracks appeared on Aenarion's left arm and body. Even the dragon armor made of the bones of the Creator Dragon could not completely resist the incredible attack of the Storm Lord. His body had suffered various injuries.

But what flowed out of these wounds was not bright red blood, but a bright golden-white liquid. Only a small amount of this liquid flowed out, and it healed the wounds on Aenarion's body. Now, various golden lines of varying sizes have formed on his body, which looks like enamel repaired with gold.

Regardless of the injuries on his body, as he accumulated power, even Aenarion's eyes began to glow with a golden-white light. The energy that had been exhausted in his body surged again with Aenarion's two rounds of charging.

Super strong health and mana recovery, explosive toughness and true damage at the same time, and an attack speed so fast that he must attack first. No matter which game this character is thrown into, people will regard him as a shit character. He is definitely the kind of character that makes people suspect that the game company is going to run away as soon as he appears.

And now the Stormlord is facing such a practical dung monster. In its opinion, the opposite monster has no chance of running out of energy. He is at his peak all the time. In other words, compared with the previous second, Aenarion in the next second is at his peak.

That would be fine, but every attack Aenarion launched against him was sure to hit, and once he hit, it would definitely cause high true damage.

The current Storm King is not as powerful as before. Even his thinking ability has declined a lot. His movements and strength coordination have also begun to sluggish. However, his opponent is still full of energy and does not show even the slightest sign of decline.

What a real shit monster!

Chapter 20: Unprecedented Strength! Unprecedented Strength!

Although the opponent was like a pile of dung as hard as diamond, and beating him frantically would not cause any effective damage to the enemy, but would make him more disgusted, the Storm King would not have any idea of ​​timidity. He would put everything into the battle and would not have any idea of ​​retreating. The only possibility of failure in the battle was to burn himself out completely.

This kind of behavior is obviously not what a thing that has existed in the Netherworld for who knows how many years should have. It is obviously because Lord Storm absorbed too many memories and something went wrong.

In this horrifying battle, the two men fought selflessly, from one place to another, from one field to another, and even the onlookers were replaced one after another.

They crashed into a world like ordinary artillery shells, and then crashed out of this world. There was no obstacle in the way, and no one dared to stop them. After all, there were no fighting madmen like the Red Turban Gnolls in this range of the Netherworld, and those who were strong enough did not want to fight with such people who seemed to have a bad brain.

These two guys were like a moving natural disaster, wreaking havoc everywhere, leaving a mess wherever they passed. The onlookers were all very nervous about this fight, after all, if they were not careful, they could easily be chopped off by the front row, and the risk of watching was too great, and they had no awareness that even if they died, it would be worth it.

It's really embarrassing.

In the crazy fight along the way, the two forces were like a spiral entangled with each other. This spiral was like a shot arrow, not only destroying everything along the way, but even the underworld itself was left with a terrible scar that could not be ignored.

After crashing through seven worlds in a row, the unstoppable momentum of these two people was finally curbed.

Seeing the Storm Lord, who had shrunk to a size not much bigger than himself, Aenarion's brain switched out of combat mode. Turning his head to look at the mess he had made, even the big elf couldn't help but sigh.

The seven pierced worlds were like a person with a wound opened in his body. All kinds of unknown substances were constantly flowing out of the "wounds". All kinds of stray dogs, monsters and demons in the underworld were frantically trying to get into these worlds through these wounds.

Although it is not fatal or world-destroying, this kind of continuous bloodletting is definitely painful, enough to make the masters of these realms turn green.

"Seven stars in a row but no explosion. The evaluation is not as good as the Fairy Queen."

After a rare moment of self-mockery, Aenarion turned to look at the Lord of the Storm.

"Have you calmed down? Can we communicate normally now? Storm...Tyrant?"

It cannot be simply called a strong wind, as it easily reminds people of the one who is still majestic even when he is buried.

"Communicate?" Lord Storm replied calmly. Judging from his voice, his sanity had indeed returned. "Do you mean to say that I am communicating with you as Lord Storm?"

"but

With my current strength, can I really be called an elemental tyrant? Not to mention an elemental lord, I am afraid that I am far inferior to the elemental enrichment state of the great element. "

"In your opinion, I have now regained my so-called sanity, but am I really qualified to discuss with you what you want to discuss now that I have regained my sanity?"

Aenarion: "Hmm..."

"Elemental Tyrants cannot reproduce, and have no inheritance. We are born from the enrichment of elements. The one who possesses the greatest and strongest elemental power is the Elemental Tyrant. And because we possess too high a concentration of elemental power, our existence itself will absorb the elemental energy around us. Even if a slightly smaller elemental life is absorbed by me, I will not be able to detect it."

"We, the Elemental Tyrants, will not actively absorb those inexplicable things, because our existence itself will make us infinitely stronger."

This also explains why this guy got hit. The thinking mode of human beings is completely different from that of ordinary people. If ordinary people want to become stronger, they have to fight and fight to the end and risk their lives. But elemental tyrants are different. They can do better by lying down and doing nothing.

Therefore, absorbing memories is like poisoning the former Storm King, and it is done without anyone noticing. In the past, this kind of "poison" was meaningless to the Elemental Tyrant. After all, a little memory... even the memory of a world is just a drop in the ocean for the vast stream of consciousness of the Elemental Tyrant, and it will be washed away and merged in an instant.

Aenarion: "It was a conspiracy, a plot against your elemental tyrants."

Lord Storm: "Obviously, this conspiracy succeeded. Even if I knew in advance that the conspiracy was going to happen, I would not be able to take any precautions. I was schemed against by a guy who was far inferior to me..."

"No, now I am the guy who schemed against me. It's really interesting. I schemed against myself."

A sperm whale was tricked by a paramecium, and the trick was successful.

Aenarion: "Who are you now? Leia, or an elemental tyrant?"

Leia: "Is there any conflict between these two identities?"

Aenarion: "...No, but I'm afraid our cooperation can no longer continue. You have lost the basis for negotiation with me. I was wrong in my judgment from the beginning when I communicated with you in the way of thinking of an elemental tyrant."

Leia: "Then it seems that I have tricked you as well."

Aenarion: "No, it is not only me who has been tricked."

"Or rather, I am the least important one among those who were plotted against."