As a son of Baal, Sancho is most likely the youngest survivor among 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. p>
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.
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So no matter how many times Barr tried to inculcate and guide this thin son to follow his own path, the result was that he fell on deaf ears.
Especially the weak shield of will that surrounds 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 go in as many times as you want.
The latter often dreams and awakens some special spell-like abilities. Essentially, Baal 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 is not too far after they both transformed into killers.
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 takes the life of a dark elf, he can 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 comes 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, and venting to satisfy one's own desires and other emotional needs.
As for death, it is simply the inevitable result of killing.
If there is too much emphasis on killing, the correlation between violence and death will be inferior, and the huge potential contained in the killing priesthood itself will be ignored.
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 insurmountable huge gap between gods and mortals.
In the same way, there is also a terrifying gap between divine creatures and mortals.
Especially when Sancho can start to control the weak divine power to form a shield, most of the dark elf warriors with high strength attributes can 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.
Within a short time, the corridor at the entrance of the First Family was already densely packed with hundreds of mutilated corpses.
The viscous plasma flowing out of these corpses turned into a creepy monster under the influence of divine power.
It has no fixed shape like an ooze monster, but it is wrapped around the surrounding walls, ceiling and floor.
Once someone approaches, 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 Throne of Blood 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 and beaten 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. p>
Even the weakest Imoen, with his eyes flashing frighteningly red 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 it! What on earth 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.
However, 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, their bodies have now expanded to three or four meters tall.
Often, by raising his claws or punching them down, several dark elf warriors can be torn into pieces 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 worse than the dexterous dark elves.
Therefore, the battle between the two sides quickly turned into a one-sided massacre.
The mages from the city of Uster Nasa 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 injured in just one encounter. The rest were either caught up and killed in the melee, or they 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 react to what happened, it exploded from the middle and turned into a puddle of meat sauce.
Facts once again prove 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 other way and no time to distinguish the enemies, 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 above the huge stalagmites, a burst of shaking and deafening loud noises finally came.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
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 fell from the sky like raindrops.
The houses 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 you could still faintly hear the exclamations and screams coming from the tower.
The lower part was even worse. It was hit by huge rocks and only a ruin was left.
A large number of drow mages who were unable to escape in time were all smashed into pulp. 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 dark area.
Although there are hundreds of priestesses in the Spider Church and the altars of various families praying devoutly to the spider goddess Rose, hoping that the master of the dark elves can save themselves.
But unfortunately, no matter how they prayed and begged, they received no response in the end.
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, and 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.
Instantly!
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, will find it difficult to adapt to the rapid 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 soldier 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 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.
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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 unleashed 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 is reduced to minus 20 or 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! Aidalong! 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 mouth.
Snap!
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 was continuously cleaned by ice storms and two dragon breaths, there was no trace of living people for a long time.
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 with her front legs, the earthquake caused by the legendary magic of her back legs 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% managed to escape through magical means, and the remaining 10% were buried in the ruins.
No one knows whether they can survive in such a harsh environment.
Of course, none of this has anything to do with Zuo Si.
Because as Sancho and his team 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 Adalon 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 Nassa, 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 an exquisite 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 curtsey unique to female elf high nobles.
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 the 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 disturb you in this way.
But I really have no other choice.
Jonares and the army of demons, alien creatures, and golems he summoned attacked the unsuspecting Sonnisla.
He also used his knowledge of magic barriers to isolate the army that was resisting the invasion of the dark elves.
Although my people have risen up to resist, they are still outnumbered and are suffering inhumane massacres.
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.
For the sake of living together on this land, please help us.
Now only you can stop him and save those innocent civilians."
Alistar expressed her intentions straight to the point.
It is easy to tell from her anxious tone that she is 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 there is no intention of showing any mercy at all.
But it is a pity that Aili Xing's sincerity and request did not move the already hard-hearted Zuo Si.
The latter just refused with the politeness and indifference of someone thousands of miles away: "I'm very sorry, Your Majesty the Queen.
Although I want to help, I can't.
Because your Elf Kingdom and the Empire do not have any affiliation, nor do they have any mutual rights and obligations.
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 of 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?
Just think that morality, kindness, justice, and compassion are things that cannot bring any substantial benefits?
Sorry, the empire I built is both pragmatic and 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 of your elves, and it is not convenient for me to intervene as a human."
Hearing these words, Ali Xing's originally eager eyes were suddenly replaced by unconcealable shock, and she asked with 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 am not hostile to elves and choose to stay out of it.
In addition, didn’t I respond before that I could accept refugees?
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 asylum."
"You...you want to annex our kingdom?!"
To be able to become the queen of elves, it is obvious that Elixing cannot be just a fool, and she immediately understood the subtext of what she just said.
Being willing to accept 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 a kind of integration.
When your people become subjects of the empire, I naturally have the responsibility and obligation to protect them.
After all, this monster Irenekas was not created by me, but by you.
So please make your choice now, dear Her Majesty the Queen.
If you really want to protect innocent civilians as you say, then accept my terms.
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 confused, 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.
It not only has a lot of symbolic meaning, but 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 you give up the country to save the 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 Sonnisla disappear, will the kingdom still have any meaning to exist?
The deeper she thought about it, the more painful and desperate Alyxing felt.
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.
Because that is not my mission, but the son of Baal.
But I can assure you that Irenicas' plan will definitely end in failure.
Neither the dead god of murder Baal nor the elven gods will 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 the arrival of the Sons of Baal."
"As you wish!"
A hint of amusement flashed in Zuo Si's eyes, and he instantly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared.
And Elixing's phantom also turned into a colorful light that filled the sky in the next second.
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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 Erinikas'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 unscrupulously.
"Hahahaha! Look! What a wonderful scene! I actually succeeded in using corpses to create a perfect sacrificial circle."
A soul-killing demon with a head like a wild boar burst out laughing, and then mercilessly killed a dozen elves whose legs were broken.
Instantly!
The passage connecting 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 is best to go out and occupy the entire continent, and then corrupt it and drag it into the bottomless abyss to become a new level.
If a demon can do this, he will become the lord of that level with the reward of the will of the abyss.
"Ahhhhhh!!!!!! 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 is 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 can use it to cause me some trouble, but you're still far from it.
And thanks to you, I no longer need to spend time searching for the whereabouts of 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 made 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 the elf, 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 elf family with the closest blood relationship can try to awaken and win the loyalty of the Moon Blade 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 devil'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 hand?"
Can you put down the girl who is holding you? I promise, as long as you put her down, nothing unpleasant will happen between us."
"How did you get in?"
The Soul Judger 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 very 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 still not as good as the most powerful high elf mages, I have done a little research on it.
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, making the magic lock in that area temporarily ineffective."
Zuo Si explained while slowly approaching.
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 back 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.
Snap!
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 still connected to the brain.
The nerves and blood vessels are so 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...
Bang!
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. p>
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 Bigby series.
After the spell is released, this force field hand will continue to exist for a long time and can be controlled by the caster.
As for power...
One look at the soul-striking demon that flew out just now, and you will know that even those giant creatures can hardly resist its power. It is a truly powerful weapon that integrates offense and defense.
Seeing the soul-killing demon being 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, the thirty demons in the room all 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, giving people the impression of a slightly more gorgeous and exquisite ordinary long sword.
If someone of the evil alignment or an ostracized person attempts to touch it, the Moon Blade will immediately impose one to six negative levels on it, and it cannot be dispelled by any spell as long as 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 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. She stood up and looked around. After seeing no enemy, she picked up the Moon Blade and carefully asked in Elvish: "You killed me."
Those demons?"
"Yes. You are lucky and managed to survive until I showed up. If you don't mind, can you tell me your name?"
"Gerath, Gerath Liaton. I am the last member of the Liaton family."
As she said that, 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, they are forest elves and can also be called a branch of the royal family among the wood elves.
If it is this family, it is not worth making a fuss about having a powerful Moon Blade.