Nine Hundred and Fiftieth, the Elf Girl Who Fought the Final Battle with the Demon King

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"———!"

This is a burst of extremely chilling shouts and fighting that cannot be expressed in words. (No pop-up window, the best novel reading experience is in [Fiction])

Echoing such a burst of extremely chilling shouts and fighting sounds is a battlefield.

A battlefield with a fortress on it.

On such a battlefield, the loud fighting sound of people screaming out the last glory of life resounded throughout the sky, filling the space with a tragic and gunpowder atmosphere, making people's hearts tighten.

On this battlefield, there are two camps.

One is the camp that wears elf magic clothes transformed from elves, and constantly launches fierce attacks in the direction of the fortress.

One is based on the fortress, charging towards the camp that uses the elf magic outfit, and mercilessly releases elves who have envoys, making elves with various shapes, attributes, abilities and even levels The camp that fought back.

Focusing on the elf envoys wearing different elf costumes and the elf envoys serving elves of different shapes, the fighters of the two camps are fighting fiercely on this battlefield.

All of a sudden, the space was full of shadows of swords, lights and swords, the air was filled with bursts of divine power, and even the sound of weapons clashing was endlessly vibrating, the scene was extremely shocking.

but. The elves and elves fighting on the battlefield are nothing more than soldiers of the two camps.

The battle that really determined the outcome was not carried out on the battlefield, but entered the final stage in the magnificent fortress.

It was a corridor that was stained red with the blood of a large number of fallen soldiers.

on the corridor. A girl with beautiful blond waist-length hair, full of majesty and sacredness charged forward like a gust of wind, and at the same time whipped a steel sword shining with dazzling light like a storm. Swinging it out, aroused sword lights one after another, and flashed in all directions.

Even in such a blood-stained corridor, the girl still didn't have a single drop of blood on her body, like a lotus flower that emerged from the mud and remained unstained. Very holy.

And the figure of the girl who frequently danced the silver steel sword seemed to be dancing lightly.

Beautiful to the extreme.

It was a magnificent fighting technique called sword dance.

The girl, who was exercising this kind of fighting skill closely related to elves, cut off one by one the elves that were attacking her one by one, and then, during the flickering of the sword light and figure, killed the elves one by one. The elves who watched these elves killed them on the spot in bursts of splashed blood.

Even so, the girl still did not stop her pace. The speed didn't even slow down, and they kept charging forward, charging, and charging again.

I don't know how long this process lasted.

During this period, it is also unknown how many elf envoys and elves died at the hands of the girl.

However, the historic battle that brought this war to an end still inevitably came.

Holding a shiny silver steel sword. The girl killed the last elf, walked through the corridor, and reached the deepest part of the city.

in front of the girl. In the distance, there is a throne.

A throne surrounded by dark flames and blazing, as if used by the ghost king of hell.

On the throne, a person sat on it.

Because of the blazing dark flame, the whole picture of the people on the throne seemed a bit blurred and swaying.

But even so. It can still be judged from the outline of the opponent's body.

The other party is a male.

The man who couldn't see his face at all sat leisurely on the throne. A dark flame was burning on his body, and the space around him began to distort, and an elf of various shapes emerged with terrifying pressure.

A male elf priest who can use elves.

The other party's identity was already revealed.

——— Solomon.

The demon king who once brought devastating disasters to the entire continent.

According to legend, this demon king is so powerful that he can even control the spirits of the seventy-two pillars.

Originally, if the contract was signed with two elves at the same time, it would already cause the elves to interfere with each other and have a negative impact on the elves.

Under such circumstances, the demon king named Solomon was able to sign a contract with seventy-two elves at the same time without any effort, and perfectly controlled the seventy-two elves.

That is simply a god-level ability.

It is precisely because of this that the demon king named Solomon has the ability to bring disasters to the entire continent and make the world fear him.

However, facing the demon king who has the ability to use the seventy-two pillar spirits, the girl holding the silver steel sword does not have the slightest fear in her heart.

The aura on his body was even stronger than that of the demon king who used the seventy-two pillar elves.

Immediately afterwards, the girl holding the silver steel sword jumped up and shot out like an arrow off the string.

In his hand, on the body of the magnificent steel sword covered with dazzling light, there is a text inscribed in ancient Elvish language.

If translated, the meaning of this elf text is as follows——

——— "World Guardian God? Tilminus Esther ()".

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"———!"

Noah opened his eyes suddenly, as if he had just been awakened from a nightmare, there was a lingering fear in his eyes.

However, what was imprinted into Noah's swaying eyes with lingering fear was not a cruel battlefield, but an environment of singing birds and flowers.

Surrounded by a vast garden.

In the distance are luxurious buildings.

On the side, the steed that had woken up with the arrival of morning bowed its head, chewing the grass in the wooden barrel stuffed with fodder in front of it, making everything look so peaceful.

And Noah, naturally, sat on a thick branch, leaned against the trunk, and woke up on the tree as he had fallen asleep.

The sky is already bright.

The princess maidens in pure white uniforms came from afar, laughing and laughing, but when they found Noah, their faces were startled immediately, they screamed softly, and moved towards Noah's direction, twittering talking about something.

Noticing that there were girls gathering together in the courtyard not far away, casting fearful and curious gazes at him, Noah gave a wry smile and raised a hand.

On the back of this hand, there is an imprint of the elf left after the contract with the mysterious but powerful sealing elf.

Looking at the elf engraving on the back of his hand, Noah murmured.

"Is that the dream of the sword elf?"

In the Xingyue world, r, who made a contract with the Heroic Spirit who manifested in the form of Fuyuki City's "Holy Grail", can see his past memories and life in dreams.

In this world, elves and elves who have also signed a contract can also share dreams on rare occasions.

Especially when there are some problems with the elves or the elves, so that the "door" connecting the two cannot be opened, this phenomenon will become more frequent.

Now, Noah has encountered such a thing.

"Is it the elf girl who fought the final battle with the devil...?" Noah's eyes flickered.

"Could that be the saint who saved the world?"

Why did I dream of the final battle between the saint who saved the world and the demon king of disaster when I shared the dream with the elves?

"Could it be that the sword elf is really the elf of the saint, the famous "Slayer"?"

Noah recalled the elven text engraved on the sword in the girl's hand that he saw in the dream.

——— "World Guardian God? Tilminus Esther ()".

"Couldn't that be the real name of 'Slayer'?"

Before Noah could come up with a reason, a dignified and familiar voice sounded under the tree.

"How long are you going to stay up there like this?"

Accompanied by such a sentence, Alice, who did not know when she appeared under the tree, raised her head, stared at Noah, and spoke loudly.

"Come down quickly!"

Noah was awakened from his own world, shook his head, and suppressed all the contents of this unusual dream deep in his heart.

No matter how powerful the elves are, if they can't be summoned, it won't help.

It is more important to think about how to summon the elves. (to be continued)