The Hero clearly ca to seek revenge on the Elf Queen.
If caught in this situation... for people like them, it’s not only a threat to life but also a loss of face.
But no one considers their feelings.
The Elf Queen is a very powerful Mage. When she first beca famous, carrying sothing like a Sacred Na, her na was "Queen of Life." Of course, the title of ’Queen’ is due to her being the Elf Queen, but eventually, the title Elf Queen gradually replaced her Sacred Na, as she always represents the Elf Race.
As anticipated by the world, countless roots began to burrow from the ground beneath this Land of the Ancestors; these are the roots of the Elf Mother Tree, possessing imnse power and an unbreakable rigidity, impervious to water and fire—which Doro could smash with a punch.
Roots that are extrely small for the entire Land of the Ancestors are thicker than humans for them—yet no matter how they lash out toward Doro, a single punch is enough to shatter them.
The Elf Queen used these tendrils to create distance from Doro, while Doro simply stopped punching and charged forward like a projectile. The tendrils of the Elf Mother Tree could not harm him as he single-mindedly chased the Elf Queen.
However, this is the Land of the Ancestors of the Elf Race!
Here, it’s not just the Elf Queen as a "Great Elent ntor" level Mage!
This place gathered the elite of the Elf Race! Among them were beings bearing Sacred Nas!
"Elf Magic: Root Link: Ten Thousand Forms Binding!"
Six Great Elent ntor level Mages stood at six orientations within the Land of the Ancestors, simultaneously casting the sa magic. A pale green net ford by magic power instantly engulfed the sky over the Land of the Ancestors, and Doro was caught within this net while he charged through the sky, being encased in pale green light.
Then, these lights suddenly turned into substantial things like vines, tightly binding Doro.
"Excellent! Seniors! Bind him just like that!"
The Elf Queen initially intended to say sothing, but when she t Doro’s gaze, she knew that words had lost their aning. This Hero seems intent on killing her now.
However—
"Even as a Hero, you are too brave and foolish. This is not Butuo City, a place where you can act recklessly!"
Branching twigs erged in the void, continuously gathering in her hands, forming a bow and arrow.
"A bow and arrow made from the branches of the Elf Mother Tree, even a Hero will be hard by it, won’t they?"
The Elf Queen unhesitatingly drew the bow and released it.
The erald green light pierced through Doro’s body in an instant.
However, none of the strong individuals present lowered their guard. If such an attack could kill the Hero, that would indeed be a cause for celebration. But, that was clearly unrealistic.
When the erald green light dissipated, people could only see—the branch was perched at Doro’s chest, having destroyed his upper clothing, yet, unbelievably not piercing his body even a bit.
"!"
According to the Elf Queen’s prediction, although this arrow definitely couldn’t kill Doro, it should at least injure him or calm him down a bit, establishing a basis for conversation—she didn’t see any fault in her actions.
A thousand years ago, an Elf division stole the Life Dew, which was a tribute periodically offered to the Demon King by the Elf Race. The Demon King would seemingly use it to brew wine with the so-called Wine God of the Dwarves... Back then, no one could imagine resisting the Demon King’s rule, and the Elf Race couldn’t envision how to face the Demon King’s wrath.
Catching the culprit was easy, handling this division was easy, but—the Elf Dewdrops had already been consud, and they couldn’t create another batch.
The Demon King quickly learned of this action and punished the Elf Race.
The Demon King left eternal traces on the Elf Mother Tree. The damage endured by the Elf Mother Tree has yet to heal.
But precisely because of this, the Elf Race gained the opportunity to "analyze" the Demon King’s magic.
This is what people call fortune or misfortune.
The Elf Queen of that ti intended to completely annihilate that branch—but for nurous reasons, that branch was exiled, becoming the Snow Elves in the Northern Lands.
Now, it’s rely making them fully atone for past sins. They should have died back then, yet they lived for another thousand years. Isn’t that enough to satisfy?
Doro coming to cause trouble was sothing that left the Elf Queen perplexed. She knew A·Gedora and the Elves had ties, yet, didn’t she have ties too? Wasn’t their past interactions rather friendly? During the war, the Elf Race didn’t hold anything back, employing all tactics in battle, so was there anything to regret toward the Hero?
Why should A·Gedora interfere with the internal affairs of the Elf Race?
The vines couldn’t truly bind A·Gedora, nor did he have any intention of calming down to ponder.
His muscles erupted, the vines wrapping his body instantly broke, unable to resist his strength any longer. He lifted his hands, seemingly wanting to overturn the sky and slam it directly onto the ground.
"That pose!"
Fear grew in the Elf Queen’s heart, as magic power erupted from her body, mysterious syllables spewing from her mouth, causing the entire Land of the Ancestors to tremble.
"Sothing is happening!"
The people still fleeing the place shouted.
Yet, those who hadn’t escaped by now might not get another chance.
Far more imnse and robust than the roots striking toward Doro before, things erged from the ground, within the Land of the Ancestors, the Elf Mother Tree began to rise!
Her vast root system is grander than anything.
Below the Elf Mother Tree’s feet, there was a pool of water where Elves would receive baptism upon birth, possessing sacred significance, with the Demon King’s liver soaking in that pool.
Suppressed by the power of the Elf Mother Tree, analyzed.
Yet, at this mont, that seed irrelevant.
In a special seal, the Demon King’s liver fell into the Elf Queen’s hands. Standing atop the giant tree spirit’s head, she lifted the Demon King’s liver, and compared to this massive Elf Mother Tree, Doro’s form was even smaller than an ant.
But what significance does size hold?
The Sky Fortress was massive too; dismantling the Sky Fortress didn’t take much effort for Doro.
Staring at the enormous Elf Ancient Tree before him, Doro had only one question within his heart.
Why does the Elf Queen believe this thing could oppose him?
Is it because he isn’t wielding the Hero’s Sword?
Doesn’t matter, just kill them all.
In an instant, he appeared atop this "giant’s" head.
The Elf Queen narrowly avoided his punch.
He punched the tree giant’s head.
With just one punch.
The enormous giant directly knelt onto the ground, creating a massive pit in the ground. The giant’s "head" was instantly smashed down a considerable distance!
The Demon King’s liver glowed in the Elf Queen’s hand.
"Hero! My power may not be your match, but this is the Demon King’s power!"
The Demon King’s liver and the Elf Mother Tree simultaneously emitted radiance, having established a sufficient bond during past analyses. At this mont, through the Demon King’s liver’s power, the Elf Ancient Tree could be enhanced to an extre!
Of course, this wasn’t the ideal effect sought by the Elf Queen. Her trade of Life Dew was, after all, to further analyze the Demon King’s liver. The current state was not complete.
She couldn’t help but feel sowhat regretful.
If the Hero and Demon King were rated at 100, and she was at 98.99, then she’d use the Demon King’s liver to complete the final point.
At this mont, the enormous Elf Mother Tree began to speak.
"World-Ending Magic: Arrow of the End."
The Demon King’s magic, at this mont, was finally reproduced.
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