strictlysupreme Chapter 232
Chapter 232
Yatana, who had lost her asylum, kept fleeing.
The aura of the surrounding enemies is increasing.
The pursuit of the Dark Elves became unscrupulous, and they no longer hid their breath, approaching Yatana from all directions.
Artana knew she couldn't escape.
A flash of determination flashed in her eyes, and the eternal crown on her head burst into light again.
The trees of the Eternal Forest were illuminated by light, as if they had spirituality, killing the dark elves around them, and the flowers and leaves formed a barrier to protect Yatana in it.
Yatana knew the riot wouldn't last long.
All she has to do is use the location of the Eternal Forest to block these enemies for a while.
But she still underestimated the strength of the king powerhouse.
Although that dark elf was only the king of the 'Realm Fruit' stage, it was not something that could be stopped by some trees endowed with spirituality.
"Holy Lady of Yatana, long gone."
The wild laughter filled Yatana with coldness.
"You can't stop us."
The Dark Elf King scoffed: "You are not the real Elf Empress after all, submit to us, we will help you ascend the throne, but..."
"To show the friendship between our two races."
The laughter around him became more and more presumptuous.
Artana didn't answer, just gritted her teeth bitterly.
Unfortunately, she has not yet been crowned by the Elven Temple.
Only when the ancestors open the coronation ceremony of the empress for her and get the approval of the Eternal Scepter, can she become a real empress and use the entire Eternal Forest to ward off enemies.
If the eternal scepter is in hand, why should the king be afraid?
It's a pity....
There are no ifs.
Just as she was about to give everything and fight to the death, another breath suddenly descended on the battlefield.
Through the barrier woven by the branches, Yatana saw a figure wielding a knife.
Can't see the face clearly.
The orange-yellow long knife that is more than two meters long exudes a strong aura.
Swish!
Big slash!
The light of the sword slashed across the sky.
Just a knife.
Except for the king Dark Elf, the other Dark Elf races were all beheaded.
"Who are you?"
The Dark Elf King looked solemnly at the strange figure in front of him, and the orange-yellow long knife in the other party's hand made him extremely jealous.
That's a mythical weapon!
Just feeling the breath of that knife, the pressure rushed to my face.
It was as if something above the nine heavens was locking on him, wanting to weigh down.
Seeing that the other party did not speak, the Dark Elf King hugged his fist and said: "This friend, this is the racial grudge between the Dark Elf Race and the Elf Race, and I also ask Your Excellency to give the Dark Elf Race some thin face."
There will be thankfulness afterwards. "
Ugh!
All that responded to him was a flash of sword light.
The Dark Elf King changed his face, and the bone blade in his hand killed towards the mysterious visitor.
He could feel that the other party's own strength was not too strong, but the mysterious aura and the equipment and weapons on his body made him fearful.
Rumble!
The bone blade accurately blocked the flashing sword light, and the Dark Elf King snorted coldly, wanting to fight back, but felt something falling above the firmament.
He was under pressure and looked upwards.
A meteorite wrapped in the aura of the Chaotic Universe was falling towards him at great speed.
"Meteorite?"
He was stunned.
This is a characteristic of mythical weapons?
A thick jealousy rose in his heart, followed by endless grievances, obviously the opponent's strength was not strong, but he relied on weapons and equipment to suppress him.
Xu Xuan went up again with a knife.
He does not dodge, fights for his life.
The knife in his right hand, and an invisible soul blade condensed above his left hand.
The Dark Elf King subconsciously blocked the Streamer Meteor Blade, but he didn't want the soul blade in Xu Xuan's hand to get out and rush straight to his face.
Swish!
The dark elf reacted quickly, but was still struck.
The spirit suddenly became chaotic.
For a moment of trance, Xu Xuan was already approaching in front of him, and the soul blade was cut down again.
"What?!"
The Dark Elf King was completely dumbfounded.
Such a forbidden technique can be used continuously?
Where does the enemy come from?
The second soul blade pierced the head of the Dark Elf King, and he let out a painful cry, his headache was split, his eyes were blood-red, and his breath became violent.
"I want you to die!"
He gave up his defense, and countless bone blades appeared between heaven and earth, slashing towards Xu Xuan.
Poof!
The orange-yellow blade light flashed again.
Heaven and earth were torn open, the body of the Dark Elf King was cut off, and the strong knife intent devoured his vitality.
On the verge of death.
He saw thousands of bone blades stabbing the mysterious visitor at the same time.
And yet....
The desperate blow he sent out was blocked by a golden light that erupted from the opponent's body.
Poof!
The upper body fell on the cold soil, and consciousness completely dissipated.
Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.
Xu Xuan turned his head and looked at Yatana hiding in the leaf barrier with cold eyes.
The latter walked out of the barrier with a hard head and bowed to thank him: "Elven Saint Yatana, thank the seniors for saving us." "
For some reason, I looked at the mysterious visitor in front of me.
The figure of that person appeared in her eyes again.
The one who made her fall in love at first sight and haunt her soul.
However
Even if Xu Xuan's talent is good, it should be difficult to reach the level of this senior in just over a year.
It was she who thought too much.
Sou!
Xu Xuan's figure flashed, came to Yatana, and said coldly: "I want to clear your memory."
Yatana's face changed slightly, "Please forgive the senior, the younger can not let you check the memory." If you can't trust your junior, I can set up a speech and spirit ban, and I will never reveal what happened here. "Good
!"
Xu Xuan nodded.
Yatana immediately set up a speech spirit ban, looked at him again, and asked, "Senior, are you sent by Moira?"
Xu Xuan shook his head.
The silver light flickered, and the figure disappeared into the heavens and the earth.
Yatana stood there for a moment, lost in thought.
"Who the hell is this senior? And why help me? "
Looking at the other party's means, it is obviously not from the elven race.
Could it be the Lord and the other predecessors of the Sect?
Atana couldn't figure it out, so she could only put the matter on hold for the time being, looked into the distance, and immediately took a step towards the elven temple.
This time, there were no blockers.
Through the blood-paved road, she came to the Elven Temple.
As she stood up the nine steps, the fighting in the rear seemed to stop.
The power of the Elven Temple baptized Attana's body.
She walked up step by step.
Behind her, the bloodied Knights of the Empress Guardian Guard solemnly guarded the steps below.
Several ancestors also got rid of the enemy.
Only a few secretly voyeuristic figures sighed.
Unexpectedly, the dark elf clan spent such a big price and did not catch this young and immature empress.
That's it!
Although the Dark Elves failed and missed the opportunity to humiliate the Elves, Attana's ascension to the throne also meant that she had completely become a puppet of the Council of Ten Thousand Races.
At this point, the elven race has been completely divided.
Whether or not Atana is loyal to the Council of Nations, the elves who support her accession to the throne will definitely tend to the Council of Ten Thousand Nations, and those who do not support will all be liquidated in the following time.
Yatana sat in this position.
Doomed to be a lonely empress.