Real elves vs fake elves

"What are you talking about you idiot?!"

"What's wrong with me treating those slaves like this!"

"Aren't you a member of the Light Clan? Isn't it natural for the Light Clan to treat other races like this?"

"What on earth are you thinking about!"

"And you want to condemn me? Think about whether you are qualified and what you have done in the past!"

The corpse demon shouted and moved her fingers. As she moved, the darkest things Aenarion had ever done were clearly revealed.

A boy about three years old carefully stuffed a firecracker into a piece of cow dung. Looking at the cow dung blown everywhere, the boy was terrified and ashamed at home for several days.

A ghost-seeking creature, about seven years old, was chasing a panic-stricken paparazzi with a silly smile on his face.

A little kid about fourteen years old glanced at the girl by the window, then looked at the letter covered with words in his hand, and finally lowered his head, sighed, and did not hand it over.

A 20-something idiot was talking nonsense in the forum, "Which one do you think is better, Tyrion or Karl?" The idiot smiled evilly and said, "It doesn't matter, I like both of them the same!"

One by one...

There weren’t many in fact, and I finished flipping through them in a short while.

After the translation, everyone present fell into silence.

half an hour.

Corpse demon: "What the hell is this!"

Turkey: "Have you never done anything bad?"

Fang of the Snake King: "With such a strict schedule, no bad habits, and almost completely no close contact with the opposite sex, are you an ascetic? But you don't have any self-harming behavior, is this some kind of ascetic practice of some sect?!"

Naturally, all the questions received no answers from Aenarion. At this moment, there was nostalgia in the eyes of the tough man, but this nostalgia disappeared in a flash.

Holding the sword tightly in his hand and pointing his finger at the failed bastard opposite him, Aenarion's cold expression made him look like the final judge.

"Now, I will kill you here."

"Anything else you want to say in the end?"

Chapter 96 What is the fate of a big guy?

The big guy's strength is often shocking.

For some reason, it seemed that it was really scared by the big guy. Even though the one in front of it was not a human but an elf, the corpse demon couldn't help but reveal an expression of fear.

But fear quickly and seamlessly switched to anger, and the corpse demon screamed almost masochistically.

"who do you think You Are!"

"You think you are qualified to judge me?!"

"I am a god!!!"

Even though he has failed to become a god, this guy is still dreaming of becoming a god.

Along with the scream, the corpse demon's form quickly changed.

The muscles all over her body seemed to come alive and wriggling wildly. Without any amazing movements, the woman quickly turned into the appearance of a giant human.

It turned out to be a monster that looked exactly like Sigma.

"Is this the only trick you guys have?"

Aenarion frowned, and he naturally thought of the first time he met the God of Greed.

At that time, all kinds of monsters in front of him turned into his appearance.

And now this corpse demon has turned into Sigma's appearance.

Although it is not known whether the two used the same technology, it is obvious that the ideas of these two bastards are surprisingly consistent.

"You might have copied his powers."

“Even his technique.”

"But the difference between your two souls is as great as the difference between heaven and earth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent attack like a tsunami came surgeing in, and the macho man's attack was as fast as lightning, unbelievable.

However, "Sigma" was an equally strong man. Seeing the enemy attacking him, he did not dodge at all, but rushed forward and started to attack frantically.

Both sides fought fast and hard, so fast that the air seemed to be torn apart and so hard that the space seemed to explode.

The fast break between the two strong men has reached a level that is physically suffocating. The air around them has been knocked out by the pressure of their fists, and even a small area of ​​near-vacuum has been created with them as the center.

It's totally anti-scientific.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Such an amazing attack was not the limit. The offensive of both sides escalated at an astonishing rate until it reached a level that was almost a "critical point".

boom! ! !

Then, this "critical point" lasted for less than a second before it was broken by the incredibly violent attack!

The terrifying offensive seemed to make the entire underworld tremble. As the two sides fought back and forth, the critical points of the human body were pushed open again and again, and the strength of the muscles was raised to an unparalleled level.

If Aenarion were now

If he hadn't been an incarnation of a god, his body would have disintegrated long ago due to the overpowering force.

Even if well-trained muscles are stronger than steel, they still cannot reach the level of gods.

boom! ! !

The grotesque but still somewhat rational world wrapped around the two strong men was forcibly broken apart by the violent force, and then collapsed into pieces due to the destructive power of the two. Constructed under the bottom of these countless fragments was the chaos and illogicality unique to the underworld.

The corpse demon with Sigma's face sneered: "It seems that I have to think of a way, otherwise the two of us may have to fight for ten thousand years."

Aenarion remained silent, making no attempt to respond.

Before he possessed this artifact, he had never experienced such an exhilarating battle.

Although it does not use the special abilities of the artifact, the fact that it is difficult to destroy is far superior to ordinary enchanted weapons.

But apparently Aenarion was the only one who thought so.

"I... I want to vomit..." The Snake King's Fang's voice sounded aggrieved, like a girl who had never experienced any exercise, "I... I feel dizzy..."

I wanted to complain about how a long sword has a head, but since I was facing a powerful enemy, Aenarion couldn't say anything to spoil the mood.

"You know, many people believe that the most powerful thing about dragons is their incomparable and terrifying bodies. Those who can wrestle with dragons can be called near-gods."

"But in reality, the real power of dragons lies in their roar."

"It was the snakes and dragons who created our world, and the descendants of the snakes and dragons are the ones flying in the sky..."

"Dragon!"

"The language of the dragons is the true description of the world, so the dragon roar also has the ability to shake the world itself."

"The might of the dragon's roar can produce incredible and terrifying power even in the underworld!"

The corpse demon spoke with great pride, as if it was not her who was terrified by Sigma's roar.

"Now, mortal, it is up to you to experience for yourself the unstoppable power of this mortal!"

"Yol (fire) Toor (inferno) Shul (sun)!"

A terrifying roar suddenly exploded, releasing the most terrifying scene deep in the heart without reservation, and the raging flames rushed over with the momentum of sweeping away and destroying everything.

In just a moment, all that was left in Aenarion's vision was an endless sea of ​​​​horrible fire.

"It's fatal! With this level of dragon roar, the Void Shield will be overloaded and disappear before it can offset these attacks!" The Snake King's Fang was frightened by the scene in front of him, "I'm strong, and I know you're strong, but this scene in front of me..."

Before he could finish his words, Aenarion waved the sword in his hand and looked calmly at the endless sea of ​​fire that seemed to envelop the world.

"No need to neutralize everything, just follow me."

There was no panic in his words, his tone was steady and not at all flustered, as if what was happening was a normal everyday occurrence.

"Your next task is very simple, just follow my arrangements."

After saying this, Aenarion rushed into the sea of ​​fire without looking back. In this hell that would easily cause panic, he was so calm that even his breathing did not change noticeably.

In this horrifying hell of flames, some imperceptible changes suddenly appeared. In this flame that almost burned everything, there was always a small blank that was almost completely negligible, and this blank was moving at an astonishing speed.

Naturally, it was Aenarion who continued to attack in the flames.

There is no need to neutralize the entire sea of ​​​​flames, just a small part of the body. There is no need to let the void shield completely cover the body, just a small part in front of the body can be defended.

Aenarion firmly grasped the critical point of energy consumption that could defend against flames and void shields, and at the cost of minimal consumption, he firmly protected his own safety without causing any harm to himself.

"How can you use AOE in a one-on-one fight?" Aenarion said with disdain, "It seems that this girl can't really copy Sigma. She copied the Sigma she had seen."

"It seems that things are easier to handle than I thought."

Chapter 97: When you die, please maintain the dignity that a god deserves

The corpse demon that looked like Sigma stood in his own territory, looking at the raging flames that had no boundaries, with a smug smile on his face.

But the smile was quickly replaced by resentment.

"Why did I fail in my ascension to godhood? What on earth did this guy do? How on earth did he stop me?!"

Obviously, this matter concerning her ascension to deity concerned her more.

Hundreds of years of obsession were about to drive her crazy, and the big guy's regret punch that popped out from time to time made her even more resentful.

"But it doesn't matter, this guy will soon..."

Sa!

The wind was strong but fleeting.

Click.

The sword is sheathed, the attack is complete.

Aenarion stood behind Sigmar and looked up at the indescribable horrific underworld.

The corpse demon was stunned for a long while, then turned his head stiffly and looked at the expressionless Aenarion.

Aenarion turned at this moment, and their eyes met.

The corpse sneered

: "You thought... Wow!!!"

Before he could even utter a harsh word, horrific cracks suddenly appeared on his body. Four wounds that almost cut the corpse's body into pieces suddenly appeared, and large amounts of thick silver slurry spurted out from these wounds.

Looking at the wounds on her body with anger, the horrible pain instantly swept through all of the corpse demon's senses. The fear from nearly a thousand years ago and the terror from hundreds of years ago all emerged in her mind one by one.

"How... How is this possible!!! Wow!!!"

Without even having time to be shocked, the corpse demon found that her injuries were beyond her imagination. With incredible divine power, her wounds struggled to wriggle again, but as if something was blocking it, the wounds were always open and could not close. This horrible injury was like it had become two parts that would never intersect, and had turned from the same organ into two things that could never be glued together.

Aenarion looked at this guy coldly, watching the silver slurry gushing out of her body like crazy.

In just this moment, the silver slurry that gushed out was probably heavier than her body.

Looking up at Aenarion with resentment, the corpse demon's words were cold and vicious: "You... you think I will die if you cause me such harm? My strength is far beyond your imagination... Woo Wow!!!"

Before she could finish her harsh words, the corpse demon howled again, and then as if she sensed something, her expression became extremely terrified.

"How is this possible! How could this happen! How could my hundreds of years of hard work just disappear for no reason! Ah!!!"

The howling sound was full of disbelief, as if the last bit of stubbornness and confidence had been broken.

The divine shell disappeared.

It disappeared without her even realizing it.

Turkey: "Fuck! You have already neutralized the opponent's divine shell with your divine power?! I didn't even feel it! This is too fast!"

"It really only took a split second! Was it even 0.1 seconds?! If I hadn't felt it carefully, I wouldn't have known that my divinity had decreased. Damn it!"

The turkey was shouting and screaming, not only out of shock, but also bragging about himself.

Even if Ga Ga is responsible for the killing, he is still Ga Ga in the end, right?

If it weren't for us, the boss wouldn't be able to kill people indiscriminately, right?