Chapter 312: Chapter 293: Gamplov VS Stael
"I never thought after a few hundred years, I would still see you here."
Gamplov suddenly felt a surge of emotions when he saw Stael:
"All these years have passed, I’ve grown old, but you seem..."
"Not too well?"
...
In the plaza before the City Lord’s Mansion of the Floating City, with the successive appearances of the Elf Race’s Great Elder Gamplov, the scene was eerily quiet.
Even Boruzak, who was lying on the ground half-dead, forgot the pain on his body and stopped moaning.
The Elf Race was once one of the most powerful factions on the Rafam Continent.
The contributions made by the Elf Race in the anti-demon war are needless to reiterate here.
In all the memories concerning the Elf Race, Boruzak can never forget that battle.
An Elf Clan Leader was besieged and plotted against by the Demon Race, yet not only did he retreat unscathed, but he also killed the then-commander Domingos Demon King and nearly a hundred Demon Monarchs.
As for the demons below the level of Demon Monarch, they were countless.
It was since then that this battle became an indelible nightmare in Boruzak’s mind.
For demons of the Abyss, the strength of the Elf Race is evidently undeniable.
Likewise, the fear towards the Elf Race is most genuinely expressed.
How could he have imagined that this human, who he regarded as insignificant, could actually summon the powerhouses of the Elf Race?
Given the old grudges between the Demon Race and the Elf Race, Boruzak could even foresee the tragic fate awaiting these demons.
Because Boruzak knew deeply well that during the past anti-demon war, in dealing with the Elf Race, the Demon Race employed every conceivable trick.
Before Boruzak was dispatched here, the entire Elf Race had already suffered heavy losses under the relentless targeting of the Demon Race.
Even that mighty, heaven-reaching Elf Clan Leader ultimately met a tragic demise under the assassination of two Demon Emperors.
Powerless, Boruzak lay prone on the ground; his only hope now rested on Stael defeating him, otherwise...
Suddenly, a thick black mist rose around Stael, enveloping him completely.
Perhaps it was Gamplov’s words that made Stael vanish from everyone’s sight.
Within the black mist, Stael’s hoarse voice rang out again:
"Even someone with your level of power can hold the position of Great Elder, seems like your Elf Race isn’t doing so well either!"
To this, Gamplov merely gave a faint smile:
"Isn’t this just as you wished?"
Back then, in the Hundred Races City, it was the Elf Clan Leader Harilel Petrovich who initiated the judgment against the Corpse Demon Race’s atrocities.
Under the leadership of the Elves, the Corpse Demon Race, Witch Race, and several other clans also up for judgment had no choice but to flee inland, escaping to the then-undeveloped Western Continent to survive.
In terms of the historical grudges between the two races, the hatred of the Corpse Demon Race towards the Elf Race was no less than that of the Elf Race towards the Demon Race.
The saying goes, when enemies meet, their eyes blaze with hatred.
Upon hearing Gamplov’s words, Stael arrogantly replied:
"You think this is enough? Haha~"
As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if a massive hurricane had erupted around Stael, immense energy gathering continuously around him.
Even a blind person could feel the overwhelming hatred and palpable killing intent emanating from Stael.
Suddenly, the ground around Lin Yi began writhing with thick vines.
These vines quickly formed a protective barrier around Lin Yi, encasing the three of them within.
With his back to the crowd, Gamplov said gravely:
"Stay inside and do not come out."
As soon as he finished speaking, Stael, hidden within the dense mist, roared madly:
"I want your entire Elf Race to be buried with my deceased clansmen!"
"Screeeeech!"
The dense mist around Stael transformed into chilling blades, covering the sky and attacking Gamplov.
Gamplov watched Stael’s descent into madness with a grave expression.
Suddenly, countless vines burst from the ground, instantly forming a green protective wall in front of Gamplov.
Stael charged in at lightning speed, the blades formed by the black mist ferociously slashing at the vines before Gamplov.
One by one, the vines in front of Gamplov kept dropping and disappearing.
Seeing the protective wall hacked into pieces within moments, Gamplov sneered:
"Come again!"
With a wave of his hand, countless more vines erupted from the ground and swarmed towards Stael, shrouded in black mist.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~"
The vines, like sentient serpents, continuously attacked Stael from all directions.
Meanwhile, another green defensive wall formed in front of Gamplov, inciting Stael’s wrath:
"Damn it!"
Realizing he couldn’t breach Gamplov’s defense quickly, and faced with Gamplov’s incoming attack, Stael had no choice but to retreat, gritting his teeth.
Watching Stael retreat, Gamplov chose not to pursue the victory.
The dense vines almost completely covered the ground around Gamplov.
They appeared to possess life, constantly writhing in place, making onlookers shiver all over.
Two of the vines extended to lift Gamplov up.
From a high vantage point, Gamplov warned Stael:
"Clan Leader Stael, cease this."
"This is no longer the world we once knew."
"If you continue like this, there will truly be no way out for you."
In the dense mist, Stael chuckled:
"Do you think there’s any way out for me now? Hahaha~"
Stael laughed maniacally:
"You were right about one thing, this is no longer the world we once knew."
"In the future..."
Stael suddenly appeared amid a group of demons, who were struck dumb, and began to laugh maniacally:
"I want the whole world to bow before my Corpse Demon Race, I am the future Clan Leader of the Hundred Races, hahaha~"
Under the crowd’s horrified gaze, the dense mist around Stael spread outward, encompassing nearly a thousand demons in the plaza.
When the mist dispersed, the demons who had been terrified just moments ago were now glaring with red eyes, their looks feral as they stared at Lin Yi and others.
Even the heavily injured Boruzak staggered to his feet, uttering mindless bloodthirsty growls.
What Lin Yi couldn’t comprehend was that Stael had simultaneously controlled the minds of these demons, including the three Demon Monarchs!
Stael suddenly shouted:
"Attack, tear them apart!"
Seeing this, Gamplov couldn’t help but sigh softly:
"Why go to such lengths?"
Just as the demons, driven mad by their lost reason, charged toward Lin Yi amidst Stael’s sinister laughter,
From one side of the plaza, the tall weeds in the garden began to tremble violently.
Then, driven by an unseen force, the slender wild grass broke apart one by one.
Next, like sharp swords, they shot toward the demons, swiftly piercing through their bodies, blood staining the air red.
From Lin Yi’s perspective, he saw the frenzied demons fall one after another, like crops being harvested.
What Lin Yi didn’t see was the emerald-green wild grass gently drifting down beside the bodies of the demons...