A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Chapter 549 The Destruction of Uster Nasa (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)

Blood!

Kill!

die!

As a son of Baal, Sancho was most likely the youngest survivor of all his half-siblings.

But now he has become the first alien to break free from the control of the God of Murder and completely embark on his own path.

At this moment, accompanied by a high-intensity fierce battle, the boy could even hear the whispers from his dead father in his ears, and that the other party wanted to invade his spirit, consciousness and soul more than once, just like affecting Aberdare.

Unfortunately, the God of Murder failed completely this time.

Although Sancho is absorbing the killing power and divinity boiling in the surrounding environment, he has already formed a new philosophical concept of killing and death, and it is completely opposite to Baal's strongly ritualized and violent killing and death. .

So no matter how many times Barr tried to inculcate and guide this thin son to follow his own path, the result was that it fell on deaf ears.

Especially the weak will shield that surrounded the body after completing the qualitative transformation, making it impossible for Barr to even enter the boy's dream.

In comparison, Aberdare is as undefended as you can enter it as many times as you want.

The latter often dreams and awakens some special spell-like abilities. Essentially, Barr is injecting more blood and power into it, turning it into another clone of himself.

Although in terms of strength, the difference between the two sides after they both transformed into killers was not too far.

But at the level of spirit and will, there is directly one heaven and one underground.

At present, Sancho has obviously connected himself with the murderous priesthood floating on the Throne of Blood, and is using the power contained in it to continuously strengthen himself.

Every time he took the life of a dark elf, he could feel the amazing energy emerging from the depths of his soul.

Through these energies, not only the basic attributes of the body are improved in all aspects, but the power of life and magic is also becoming more and more powerful.

There is no doubt that this power stems from the boy's understanding of the philosophical aspect of killing, which is plunder.

By reading a lot of books, he realized that the essence of why most mortals in this world kill is to use this behavior to plunder all kinds of things.

Including wealth, resources, power, social status, as well as venting to satisfy one's own desires and other emotional needs.

As for death, it is simply the inevitable result of killing.

If you over-emphasize the connection between killing, violence and death, you will lose sight of the huge potential contained in the killing profession itself.

With this philosophical understanding, when Sancho transforms into a killer form, he will continuously plunder extra power from the people he kills with his own hands, and begin to condense his divinity and slowly ignite his own divinity. spark.

Although there is still a certain gap between becoming a quasi-god who ignites the spark of divinity but has no priesthood, it is only a matter of time.

As we all know, there is an almost unbridgeable gap between gods and mortals.

In the same way, there is also a terrifying gap between divine creatures and mortals.

Especially once Sancho could begin to control the weak divine power to form a shield, most of the dark elf warriors with high strength attributes could no longer pose any threat.

Not only physical attacks, arcane magic and divine spells will also become extremely easy to be exempted and resisted in the face of powerful divine resistance.

In just a short while, the corridor at the entrance of the First Family was already densely packed with hundreds of mutilated corpses.

And the sticky plasma flowing out of these corpses turned into a creepy monster under the shape of divine power.

It has no fixed shape like an ooze monster, but it is wrapped around the surrounding walls, ceiling and ground.

Once someone comes close, they will be immediately sucked in, squeezed and crushed until they become a mixture of flesh and blood and become one with them.

Some relatively well-preserved remains were quickly pulled up by the evil power of the Blood Throne and turned into undead creatures after death.

The result was that although the Sons of Baal team had a relatively small number of people, they were overwhelmed by the opponent at the beginning.

But as time went by, their power not only did not weaken, but became stronger and stronger. Not only did they seem to have turned the first family's mansion into a fortress that would never fall, they also rushed out and launched a fierce counterattack.

Even the weakest Imoen, with his eyes flashing with frightening red light under the influence of boiling divine power, turned into the deadliest assassin, constantly shuttled in the shadows, and suddenly appeared behind those drow priests and mages. , insert the dagger with cold energy into the opponent's jaw or back of the heart.

Although the other spellcasters in the team had already exhausted all their spell slots, they were not at a disadvantage in the situation.

"Damn! What is going on with these monsters? We can't kill them at all!"

A dark elf matron screamed in terror.

From the beginning of the war to now, she has lost two sons, one daughter, and a total of 400 family soldiers. If she continues to fight, she will probably go bankrupt.

No matter how injured the three sons of Baal were, as long as they did not die immediately, they could recover by killing and draining their lives.

Especially Sancho and Aberdare, who have now expanded to three or four meters tall.

Often with a claw or fist smashed down, several dark elf warriors can be torn apart in an instant.

You must know that the Slayer is not as clumsy as a giant, but an out-and-out divine creature, whose agility and reaction speed are even better than those of the dexterous dark elves.

As a result, the battle between the two sides quickly turned into a one-sided massacre.

The mages of Uster Nasa City gathered together and tried to perform a magical ritual with amazing power, directly destroying the residence of the first family.

But less than halfway through, Sancho was keenly aware of it, and then teleported over and activated the anti-magic force field to start a killing spree.

More than a third of the dozen or so high-level mages who were the core moderators were killed or wounded in just one encounter. The rest were either caught up and killed in the melee, or fled in all directions without even daring to stay for a second.

Since the boy himself is a mage, he knows very well what the weaknesses of this profession are, and how to avoid those troublesome protection and triggering magics to directly kill a high-level mage.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! This is a despicable trap! We have all been fooled!"

Another matron finally realized that something was wrong and decisively gave instructions to her family members. She was the first to ignore the city council's order and disappeared into the darkness at an extremely fast speed.

Her escape was like the first domino to fall, quickly triggering a series of chain reactions, and other families followed suit.

After all, the drow were not originally a united race, and the nobles regarded each other as enemies, fearing that they would suffer too much and give other families an opportunity.

"What a great opportunity! Everyone, follow us! Let's take advantage of this gap to get out!"

Sancho shouted at the top of his lungs, and then left the passage with the creation that was like a lump of sticky plasma, chasing down the dark elf warriors who had no formation and just ran away.

Several mind flayers who were guests in Uster Nasa City to watch the excitement were instantly devoured by the plasma monsters that rushed towards them.

Before they could even realize what was happening, it exploded from the middle and turned into a puddle of meat paste.

Facts have once again proved that eating melons is risky.

But it’s obviously not just the mind flayers who are unlucky, other people like the gray dwarves and Githyanki who frequent Uster Nassar have also suffered.

Since there was no way or time to identify the enemies at this moment, Sancho adopted the strategy of preferring to kill by mistake rather than let go.

Just as the team quickly advanced towards the city gate along the platforms built on top of the huge stalagmites, a burst of shaking and deafening loud noises finally came.

boom! boom! boom!

Boom! ! ! ! !

In just a few seconds, the entire ground began to shake violently, and rocks and stalagmites ranging from hundreds of kilograms to hundreds of tons or even thousands of tons overhead fell from the sky like raindrops.

The houses and buildings built by the dark elves were smashed to pieces in the blink of an eye.

Especially the mage tower located in the middle of the city, which clearly supported the protective barrier, was still penetrated by continuous impacts, and the entire tower was directly broken into two sections from the middle.

The upper part rolled and slid down the abyss next to it, and the exclamations and screams from inside the tower could still be vaguely heard.

The lower part was even worse. It was hit by huge rocks on the spot, leaving only ruins.

A large number of drow mages who were unable to escape in time were all smashed into pulp, and only a handful of them escaped by relying on the teleportation magic chained by instant spells and unexpected spells.

There is no doubt that this violent earthquake is an out-and-out doomsday for the residents living in the Underdark.

Although there are hundreds of priestesses in the Spider Temple and the altars of various families praying devoutly to the spider goddess Lolth, hoping that the master of the dark elves can save themselves.

But unfortunately, no matter how much they prayed and begged, they received no response.

On the contrary, earthquakes are becoming more and more severe and dangerous as time goes by.

In desperation, the nobles who mastered magic and divine arts began to flee in various ways.

Some opened portals to other dark elf cities or strongholds, and some took out oval flying discs made of magic.

As for those civilians and slaves who couldn't escape, they could only rush to the city gate in a swarm.

At this time, the only entrance and exit that once brought a great sense of security to the city has become a burden.

Countless people gathered here, killing each other in order to grab the last bit of life. No one could maintain order. Chaos continued to spread to the surroundings as more and more people came.

Obviously, this earthquake was the legendary magic performed by the ancient silver dragon Aidalon, and it was also revenge for Uster Nasa's desire to sacrifice his eggs to the secondary demon lord.

Since there is Zuo Si's projection here, there is no need to worry that such behavior will attract the arrival of the spider goddess Rose.

After the spell was completely cast and no longer required to maintain concentration and guidance, she transformed into a giant dragon and swooped down from the sky, spraying deadly cold breath at the dark elves and slaves gathered at the door.

moment!

The terrifying white frost swept directly over hundreds of people near the city gate.

After the dragon's figure flew past, all the unlucky ones within the breath range turned into crystal clear white ice sculptures.

Even those who were not directly sprayed by the dragon's breath were quickly shivering from the biting cold, and even the hands holding the weapons became somewhat inoperable.

After all, the Underdark is different from the surface. There is no wind or seasonal changes, and the temperature is always maintained at a constant temperature of more than 20 degrees Celsius.

Therefore, races that have lived in this environment for a long time, whether they are dark elves, gray dwarves, or underground dwarves, have difficulty adapting to drastic changes in environmental temperature.

Especially the cold enough to freeze people to death.

When Drizzt left the underground world and went to the surface, he almost died when the first winter came.

In the end, I managed to survive by hiding in the cave of a hibernating brown bear.

"It's...it's the silver dragon! She's coming to take revenge on us!"

A drow civilian warrior stared at the huge shadow above his head and shouted with horror on his face.

"Spread out! Quickly spread out! Otherwise she will kill us all with her frost breath!"

Another woman dressed as a priest directed her men to avoid the stones falling from the sky while slowly retreating to another platform not far away.

As a cold subspecies of true dragons like the white dragon, the silver dragon can spit out two kinds of dragon breath.

One is the frost breath shown just now, and the other is the non-lethal paralysis breath.

Most metal dragons of the good camp generally have a fatal energy breath and a non-lethal paralysis control breath.

The former is used to fight to the death with the enemy, while the latter is used to knock the opponent down without hurting them.

However, Aidalon did not stop after the successful attack. Instead, he adjusted his direction over the city, then flapped his wings again and launched a dive.

This time she not only sprayed out frost breath, but also instantly triggered a large-scale ice storm the moment she swooped down.

Since the silver dragon is completely immune to cold damage, there is no need to worry about being affected by the extremely cold ice cones dropped by the ice storm. Instead, it brings double "happiness" to the dark elves and monster slaves below.

A huge silver figure was seen passing over the city gate, and hundreds of lifelike ice sculptures appeared in the open space in front of the gate.

Even the surrounding environment was reduced to minus 20 to 30 degrees Celsius under the influence of magic and the ultra-low temperature breath of the ancient silver dragon.

"Silver Dragon! It's the Silver Dragon! Adalon! She's coming to rescue us!"

Imon, who had just fought all the way, pointed to the sky and shouted with surprise.

Sancho, who had always been highly nervous, was relieved when he saw this scene, quickly exited the killer form, and urged other members of the team with fast words: "Don't stop! Use the path she opened for us to rush over! We'll be safe once we get out of that door."

"Aberdare! Stop being obsessed with killing! Wake up!"

Jaheira jumped up and slapped the son of Baal who was closely connected to her with a big slap in the mouth.

Snapped!

With the crisp sound, Aberdare, who was still chasing the fleeing dark elves one second, suddenly regained his senses the next second, and also exited the killer state, letting the half-elf druid pull him forward. run.

Since the area leading to the entrance and exit of the city gate had been cleaned by ice storms and two dragon breaths in a row, there were no living people left.

The team managed to escape without any danger, smashing several living ice sculptures blocking the road along the way.

After Adalon saw that the Sons of Baal had successfully escaped, he did not continue to pursue the other drow in the city, and changed into a surface elf and left.

Not long after she walked away, the earthquake caused by the legendary magic of her back foot completely buried Uster Nasa, turning this ancient city that played a very important role in the history of the dark elves into ruins.

More than 80% of the residents, slaves and visitors were completely killed by the earthquake and rockfall bombardment. Less than 10% successfully escaped through magical means, and the remaining 10% were buried in the ruins.

No one knows whether they can survive in such harsh conditions.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Zuo Si.

Because as Sancho and his party successfully recaptured the dragon egg and handed it to Aidaron, he had completed the transaction with the other party.

This also means that the soul of the ancient silver dragon is already his property from this moment on.

Regardless of whether Aidalon chooses to use the power of hell to extend his life, or chooses to die and then his soul is reborn in the ninth layer of the attached plane and becomes another devil dragon form, he will definitely make a profit without losing anything.

After witnessing the destruction of Uster Nasa, Zuo Si quickly retracted the projection and began to arrange the fateful battle between Aberdare and Erinikas.

Just when he was hesitating whether to give his lovely disciple a little more strength, a man wearing a fine and gorgeous robe, with long yellow hair, and a crown made of leaves and feathers suddenly appeared in front of him. Female elf phantom.

"Hello, His Majesty the Emperor of the West Coast Empire. Please forgive my uninvited intrusion, but my people have reached the final moment of life and death."

Phantom spread his hands and performed a curtsy unique to a female elf high noble.

Although it is just a non-existent illusion, it still shows her unusual beauty, temperament and figure.

"You are... the queen of the Elf Kingdom of Wildas Forest - Elixing?"

Zuo Si looked up and down and immediately guessed the identity of the other party.

Although the elf queen in front of him was completely different from the image in his original impression, the temperament of a superior person that he had cultivated over a long period of time was definitely not something that ordinary elves could fake.

What's more, only this level of beauty and nobility is worthy of the deep infatuation that Irenekas cannot forget even if his heart is twisted and sick.

"Yes, it's me.

I'm very sorry to bother you in this way.

But I really have no other option.

Jonares and the army of demons, alien creatures, and golems he summoned attacked the unsuspecting Sonnisla.

He also used his knowledge of magic wards to isolate the army resisting the invasion of dark elves from the outside.

Although my people resisted, they were still outnumbered and were being brutally slaughtered.

At this moment, the number of people surviving in the city is less than half of the original number, and most of them are women and children who are not capable of fighting.

Please help us for the sake of living together on this land.

Now only you can stop him and save those innocent civilians. "

Alistar expressed her intentions straight to the point.

It was easy to tell from her anxious tone that she was really at the end of her rope.

Irenekas's revenge has almost wiped out this forest elf kingdom, which originally had a small population, and he has no intention of showing any mercy at all.

But unfortunately, Aili Xing's sincerity and request did not move Zuo Si, who had already been hard-hearted.

The latter just refused with the politeness and indifference that would keep someone away from thousands of miles away: "I'm very sorry, Your Majesty the Queen.

Although I wanted to help, I couldn't.

Because your elven kingdom and the empire do not have any affiliation, nor do they have any rights and obligations between them.

My responsibility is to protect my subjects and provide them with a safe and orderly social environment and a better standard of living.

And all this involves vital finances.

War costs money and people die.

What reasons should I use to convince them to provide money and effort to help a country and force that has nothing to do with the empire for free?

Just think that morality, kindness, justice, and compassion cannot bring any substantial benefits?

Sorry, the empire I built is as pragmatic as it is material.

What's more, as far as I know, what Irenekas wants is to draw the energy of the Tree of Life to cross the boundary between mortals and gods.

This is obviously an internal matter among your elves, and it is not convenient for me to intervene as a human. "

After hearing these words, Ali Xing's originally eagerly looking forward eyes were suddenly replaced by unconcealable shock, and she asked in a tone full of disappointment: "So you just watched Sodanisla being destroyed like this? Countless civilians suffered. To massacre? Are you a human supremacist who is hostile to elves?"

Zuo Si shook his head meaningfully: "No, I think you seem to have misunderstood something.

Although from a personal point of view, I hate the arrogance and arrogance of elves, it is far from rising to the level of racial hatred.

In fact, there are a considerable number of elves and half-elves living in the empire, and some of them have become bureaucrats, sergeants, and law enforcement personnel.

So I didn’t choose to stay out of it because I was hostile to elves.

In addition, didn’t I respond before that refugees can be admitted?

Now as long as you nod, I will personally negotiate with Irenicas and take out the refugees in the city for resettlement.

In this way, your people can join the empire as refugees and accept my rule and protection. "

"You...you want to annex our kingdom?!"

To be able to become the Elf Queen, it was obvious that Elixing could not be just a fool, and she immediately understood the subtext of what she just said.

Being willing to accept the elves as subjects of the empire, but unwilling to help save the elven kingdom, is obviously a very clear political statement.

“Don’t say it so harshly.

This is not an annexation, but an integration.

When your people become subjects of the empire, I naturally have the responsibility and obligation to protect them.

After all, I did not create this monster Irenekas, but you yourself.

So please make your choice now, dear Her Majesty.

If you really want to protect innocent civilians as you say, then accept the terms I offer.

In this way, although the Elf Kingdom will cease to exist, its people will be able to survive in another identity. "

After saying that, Zuo Si raised his head and stared directly into the other party's green eyes, assuming a posture of patiently waiting for an answer.

Ali Xing was obviously very troubled, holding the wooden stick in her hand nervously with both hands.

Is the country more important or the people who make it up?

This is undoubtedly a dilemma.

The most important thing is that the Elf Kingdom of Wildas Forest is the only forest Elf country that has lasted from the end of the tragic Crown War to today.

Not only does it have a lot of symbolic meaning, but it also carries a heavy historical baggage.

And no matter what you choose, you will have to bear huge pressure and serious consequences in the end.

If she abandons her country to save her people, Elixing may be regarded as a sinner by other elves;

But if we abandon the civilians who are being massacred, and after all the citizens of Sodanisla disappear, will the kingdom still have any meaning to exist?

The more she thought about it, the more painful and desperate her heart became.

After several minutes, she finally took a deep breath and asked in an uncertain tone: "If I agree to all these demands, will you stop Jonares from desecrating the Tree of Life?"

Zuo Si replied very simply: "No.

For that is not my mission, but that of the Sons of Baal.

But I can assure you that Irenicas's plan will eventually fail.

Neither the dead god of murder Baal nor the elven gods would ever allow him to cross the boundaries of mortals. "

"Son of Baal..."

Aili Xing was stunned for a moment, but He Kuai thought of the widely circulated prophecy and seemed to understand something, and nodded slightly: "Okay, I think I understand what you mean.

Please take action now to save those innocent civilians.

I will lead the remaining warriors, mages, and priests to resist until the Sons of Baal arrive. "

"as you wish!"

A trace of amusement flashed in Zuo Si's eyes, and he instantly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared.

And Ali Xing's phantom also turned into a colorful light that filled the sky in the next second.

…

Soldanisla, one of the few cities in Faerûn built on a huge tree of life.

But now it no longer has the peace and tranquility of the past. At a glance, there are killed elven warriors and civilians everywhere, and some corpses have been pulled up and used as undead cannon fodder.

Although the magic mystery lock still plays a protective role to a certain extent, the functions that can be used under Irenekas's tampering are already quite rare.

Especially the part that expels alien creatures and dangerous enemies, all failed without exception.

Demons, rakshasa, yugoloths and other evil creatures from the lower planes are enjoying this carnival of killing and destruction unbridled.

"Hahahaha! Look! What a wonderful scene! I actually succeeded in using corpses to create a perfect sacrificial circle."

A Soul Seizing Demon with a head like a wild boar burst out laughing, and then mercilessly killed a dozen elves whose legs were broken.

moment!

The passage connecting to the alien plane was opened, and several skinny Babu Demons walked out from the other side.

Obviously, these high-level demons summoned by Erinikas are summoning more low-level ones through massacre and sacrifice to enhance their own strength.

They are obviously not satisfied with just destroying the tree city of Sodanisla, but intend to gather their strength to start a bloody storm.

It would be best to go out and occupy the entire continent, then corrupt it and pull it into the bottomless abyss to become a new level.

If a demon could do this, he would be rewarded by the Will of the Abyss and become the lord of that plane.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!! Go to hell! Devil! I will fight you!"

The elf girl who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old suddenly jumped up from the dark corner, swung the sword with a cold light in her hand and stabbed the soul-diagnosing demon in the eyes.

From the tears left in her eyes and the unforgettable hatred on her face, it was not difficult to tell that her relatives must have been among the elf captives killed just now.

But it's a pity that this girl is probably a low-level spell caster and has not received any combat training.

So even if she was holding the famous "Moon Blade" in her hand, she could still be easily sentenced to death by the Soul Demon grabbing her ankles and holding her upside down in the air. No matter how hard she struggled, it was of no avail.

"Stupid elf, do you think you can kill me if you get the Moon Blade?

Stop daydreaming!

Maybe your father and mother could use it to cause me some trouble, but you're not even close yet.

And thanks to you, I no longer have to spend time searching for this weapon. "

The soul-killing demon grinned with a mocking smile, his eyes flashing with unabashed cunning and greed.

Because the "Moon Blade", also known as the "Elf Blade", is an heirloom forged through the unique and powerful magic of elves. It is also a weapon with self-awareness and intelligence.

No one knows how it was created except the elves themselves.

But one thing is certain, that is, this weapon is extremely loyal and will only be loyal to a specific elf family.

Every time it serves a master, one more rune will appear on the sword.

These runes represent certain magical powers, such as spell storage, pursuit, electric shock, slashing, sharpness, netherworld, blazing flame, frost, dancing in the sky, eternal life, jumping, beheading, shadow of elves, etc.

As long as these runes are activated, the holder can obtain the corresponding abilities and can be superimposed infinitely.

This also means that the more masters the Moon Blade serves, the more powerful it becomes.

Only when the current owner of the sword dies can one of his heirs step forward and claim to take over.

If a family is extinct or has no heir, the closest elven family can attempt to awaken and win the Moonblade's loyalty through a ritual.

In short, the Moon Blade is very rare and precious, and you never need to worry about it being taken away by the enemy and turned against you.

From the more than thirty runes on the long sword in front of you, at least eight of which are not repeated, it can be seen that it has been passed down in the family for a long time and has extremely powerful magical power. inferior to most artifacts.

"No! I will never hand over the Moon Blade to you!"

The elf girl used all her strength to get up and cut the demon's wrist.

But her strength was so weak that all her efforts were wasted just by shaking.

Just when the Soul Seal Demon was about to kill a girl and use her soul to corrupt the Moon Blade, a portal suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Immediately after, a human young man with black hair and black eyes walked out.

Even though he was facing a room full of demons and a mountain of corpses piled up on the ground, he didn't show the slightest fear, disgust, or fear. Instead, he asked with a smile: "That...could you please grab it with your hands?" Would you like to put the girl down? I promise, as long as you put her down, nothing unpleasant will happen between us."

"How did you get in?"

The soul-judgement demon narrowed his eyes and probed very cautiously.

You must know that Sodanisla is protected by a magic lock, and ordinary teleportation magic cannot locate it here.

If Irenikas hadn't opened a hole, it would have been impossible for anyone from the outside to get in.

Didn't you notice that even the elves' own army is now firmly blocked from the outside and cannot find the entrance?

"It's simple.

As long as you understand the structure and operating rules of the magic lock here, you can easily open a small gap to complete the transmission.

In this regard, although I am not as good as the most powerful high elf mages, I have done a little research on this.

What's more, the essence of the magic lock is still to draw energy from the magic network.

And I can cut off the magic network within a certain range anytime and anywhere to temporarily disable the magic lock in the area. "

As Zuo Si explained, he slowly moved forward.

Although he moved very slowly, he made all the demons in the room feel invisible pressure.

The Soul Judger even picked up the elf girl in his hand and shouted loudly: "Stop! Don't come closer! Otherwise I will tear this girl to pieces!"

"Oh? Are you threatening me?"

Zuo Si asked with a half-smile.

"Yes! This is a threat! If you don't want to see her die tragically, do as I say immediately."

The soul-judgement demon thought he had caught the opponent's weakness, and began to think about how to use this to take down this suspected powerful human mage.

"Don't listen to him! Don't worry about my life or death! Kill these damn demons!"

The elf girl was obviously enveloped in great sadness and hatred. There was no trace of fear of death in her eyes, and she was roaring hysterically like a madman.

"Shut up!"

The devil raised his fat hands as thick and bloated as pig's trotters and slapped the girl's delicate and beautiful face.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the elf girl vomited a large mouthful of blood from her mouth on the spot. Half of her face instantly swelled into a pig's head, and half of her teeth flew out of her mouth. One of her eyeballs fell out of its socket, and the end was connected to the brain. The nerves and blood vessels looked absolutely miserable.

Although he did not die, he passed out and lost consciousness on the spot.

After all, the Soul Seal Demon is a high-level demon with up to 32 points of power. Even a slight hit will cause unimaginable damage to ordinary people.

"Do you know what your actions just now mean?"

Zuo Si's eyes suddenly became extremely dangerous and cold.

"She's not dead yet!"

The devil raised the half-disabled elf girl to show that he still had enough chips in his hand.

It's a pity that he obviously overestimated himself and underestimated the enemy in front of him.

Zuo Si suddenly raised his hand and made a grabbing motion without any warning.

The next second...

boom!

Boom!

An invisible hand with a force field suddenly appeared out of thin air and slapped the soul-judging demon hard on the wild boar-like face.

The terrifying force deformed the entire head and skull in an instant. The nearly four-ton body flew sideways, smashed through at least two walls, and fell from a tree hundreds of meters high.

The force field master took the opportunity to break off the demon's right wrist and rescued the dying elf girl with only half a breath left.

There is no doubt that this is a legendary magic, and it is also a super advanced version of the big hand magic of the Bigbai series.

Once the spell is released, the force field remains in place for a long time and is controlled by the caster.

As for power...

One look at the Soul Seizing Demon that flew out just now, and you know that even those giant creatures can hardly resist its power. It is a truly powerful weapon that integrates offense and defense.

Seeing that the soul-killing demon was killed instantly, the other demons in the room immediately realized that the situation was not good, turned around and tried to escape.

But how could Zuo Si, who was already murderous, let them go?

Coupled with the natural opposition between devils and demons, order and chaos, it became necessary to send him back to his hometown in the abyss.

In just a few seconds, all the thirty demons in the room disappeared under the flash of arcane magic.

After finishing all this, he bent down and used healing magic to help the dying elf girl heal all the injuries on her body, and then picked up the moon blade through the force field to check the status.

As expected, this magic sword is an heirloom of the elf girl's family.

When she touches the hilt of the sword, the Moon Blade will be activated, and all hidden runes will appear instantly.

But once it is far away, the sword will fall into a deep sleep state, giving the impression that it is a slightly more gorgeous and exquisite ordinary long sword.

If an evil-aligned or ostracized person attempts to touch it, the Moonblade immediately inflicts one to six negative levels on it, and cannot be dispelled by any spell while the weapon is held.

What's even more frightening is that if the negative level exceeds the holder's level, the holder will die suddenly on the spot.

Obviously, Zuo Si's current camp will never be recognized by the Moon Blade.

So he didn't touch her, but woke up the unconscious elf girl.

After about a few seconds, the girl's closed eyes finally opened again. First she stood up and looked around. After seeing no enemy, she picked up the Moon Blade and carefully asked in Elvish: "You were the one who killed me. Those demons?”

"Yes. You were lucky enough to survive until I showed up. If you don't mind, could you tell me your name?"

"Gerath, Girath Liaton. I am the last member of the Liaton family."

As she spoke, the girl turned around and glanced at the corpses of several adult elves that were randomly discarded in the corner.

You know without asking that they are her dead parents and family members.

"Silver Leaf Family?"

Zuo Si had obviously heard of this elf surname, and showed a very surprised expression.

Because the history of the Lyadon family can be traced back to the First Crown War, it is a branch of the royal family among the forest elves, which can also be called wood elves.

If it were this family, having a powerful Moon Blade wouldn't be a big deal.