Elias, on the other hand, burst out bursts of black breath, converting his huge mental power into black flames, and then turned these black flames that annihilated and blasphemed the soul into a long sword, facing the huge fist.

This is really interesting. I tried my best to attack Elias with my mental power, and Elias tried his best to turn his mental power into energy or physical situation to attack me. It happened to be one positive and one negative.

The reason is very simple. Elias' approach has just been explained. The goddess's weapon restrains spiritual power. If it directly attacks me with its own spiritual power, it will be half the result with twice the result.

And I desperately used mental power to attack Elias, instead of the freezing power plus physical melee that Moon Wolf is best at, or the magic learned from the Wife Knight, which also has its own reasons.

From the previous attacks with Artoria, I have already judged that facing Elias in the mental form, whether it is a physical attack or a magical energy attack, there is almost no effect. From this, it can be seen that in this form,

Elias is extremely immune to these types of attacks.

Therefore, I thought of a mental power attack. Although this action seems a bit like "Sao Nian, are you charging me with energy?", in fact, although I am not sure yet, so far,

Elias has never let my attack come close to him. Note that it is not a direct hit, but it is not happy if it is just close.

Judging from its over-cautious behavior, it seems that my attack is not delicious food for it, maybe it is poison.

Therefore, I roused myself even more and used my abundant mental power to make simple and crude mental power attacks again and again.

The battle situation became stalemate as expected. Elias and I were going back and forth, but our defense power was far greater than our attack power. It was like we all had hundreds of thousands of health points, and our health recovery power was thousands of points per second.

, plus five-digit defense, but the attack power is only five-digit, and the damage after deducting the defense cannot keep up with the recovery of life.

For a while, there was nothing anyone could do.

In the huge crystal tree in the center of the distant Elf King City, watching this battle that was probably a fierce collision between the top fifteen domain masters and the powerful world power, in addition to Artoria and the others, there were others.

People, they are the group of people headed by Yalandlan.

A huge mirror was suspended in mid-air. The reflection in the water mirror spanned the layers of space and directly broadcast the battle live. This was one of Yalandan's proud abilities. He also used this at the beginning.

A skill to spy on the battle between someone and the great demon Bagro.

Even Elias, who is at the World Power level, was not aware of this kind of imperceptible peeping ability, which made people feel that it would be a waste of talent for Arlandlan not to become a spy.

In front of the mirror, apart from Yalandlan, who was lying completely on his back on the big chair, squinting his eyes and watching the battle as if he was asleep, there were some other people.

First of all, there were the beautiful twin maids serving behind Yalandlan - Kaluge. When the lens in the mirror just shifted to Jeluka, the sister lowered her head, bit her lips, trembled all over, and suddenly her whole body

A raging rage arose.

One can imagine the fate of a certain maid after she returns.

There are also girls such as Vilas, Sarah, Linya, Lena, and the Twin Princesses who were evacuated from the town of Lalula not long ago. They are also here, looking at the battle in the mirror with worried faces.

It's all sweat.

Of course, the five ghost wolves Claudia, Hilmanya, and Xiaoxue also appeared as bodyguards.

There is also a special character, the red B who usually doesn't show up easily - Lantes, also standing in the shadow corner of the room, leaning against his back with his signature hands folded, seemingly with his eyes closed, looking into the mirror

He looked nonchalant about everything that happened, but the ever-changing look on his face had given him away.

Even someone as powerful as Lantes would not want to miss a battle of this level.

"Grandma Yalandlan, can dad win?"

Seeing that the battle situation was in a stalemate, the two little princesses were worried and immediately asked the calm, wise, and seemingly omniscient Yalandlan.

Although they believed in their hearts that their father was the strongest, living in such an environment, Silos and Ecolu knew about pseudo-realms, realms, and even the power of the world earlier than most adventurers, and they also knew better.

The world's power level is so terrifying that it's one level different, and even dad would have a hard time dealing with it. So although they blindly trust dad, the two of them have not lost their ability to judge because of it.

"Don't worry, little Xilusi and little Aikelu, these two cute little guys, your father will be fine."

With a peaceful and contagious smile on his face, Yalandlan stretched out his withered hand and lovingly touched the heads of Silos and Eco.

Although Vilas and the others' eyes were still fixed on the mirror, their ears were erect. Upon hearing Arlandran's answer, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

But that distressed feeling never goes away.

My lord... My lord has always faced such powerful and terrifying enemies. He kept fighting and protecting everyone. He walked all the way, but always smiled at us when he returned home.

Willas held her chest tightly, feeling distressed and out of breath. At this moment, in addition to praying for victory and deciding to love, pamper and tenderly take care of such a big fool in her heart, she already had other thoughts.

No idea.

The same is true for other girls. Without witnessing such a battle in person, it would be hard to imagine how much Elder Fan, who is lazy again today, has paid to protect everyone. He always faces enemies more powerful than himself, always wandering between life and death...

…Uh, rant.

"Sir Lantes, although I know that such a request is presumptuous, but can you please help a bunch of brothers?"

Lena wanted to do something for such a brother no matter what. She vaguely knew about Lantes' existence and strength, so she made a request.

"Sorry, I can't do anything in this kind of battle."

Lantes closed his eyes, paused, and said softly. Such a cold man seemed unable to resist the pleading looks of many girls following Lena's words. Lantes had always been invisible, sinister and arrogant.

, and continued to explain what he just said for the first time.

"Elias... is in a spiritual form, and is not the type I am good at dealing with. Although it can't do anything to me, I can't do much harm to it either, and I won't be able to help much."

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Chapter completed!