Fairy Tail: Cutting Hu Erza from Lolita

"Elf King! Get me out! After

seeing the strength of the second prince, Song Lang did not dare to be careless at all.

That's why he let them leave the Elven Forest on the grounds that they were not afraid of Dai Tian confessing the Lord.

Because what they will face next is perhaps the strongest enemy of this trip - the Elf King!

"Snap!"

A sound of applause came from the forest, and then the figure of the Elf King walked out from behind a large thick tree.

"Racusas, leave it to me here. You go to the side first to turn on the second magic source!

"I see."

Looking at the current Elf King Song Lang, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Is this still human?

Or is this still an elf? Is it still a creature?

If the blood monster is a mutated creature that gathers the physical bodies of various living beings,

then the current elf king has left the category of "creatures" in Song Lang's opinion.

Is Carlos really not a crosser? Why could he think of such a way to transform the Elf King in this magical world?

"Song Lang, Lacusas, meet again!"

The Elf King smiled and raised his right hand a little proudly.

"See? This is the power that the master of Carlos has given me. I should thank you!

After gaining this immortal power, I realized that I didn't love my children. They are all bastards who want to take power away from me! The

Elf King said and viciously tore the body of the second prince who lost his head to pieces:

"You killed both of my children, and you made me have no worries!" Hahahaha!

As a thank you, how about I let you die without pain?

"Die without pain? Do you mean to use your current body that is not a ghost or a ghost?

Looking at the Elf King's almost entirely mechanical half-body, Song Lang took a sip of "tui" in disgust.

"Of course, don't you think I look very handsome now?"

The Elf King didn't feel anything wrong at all.

After being transformed, he not only lost his perception of pain, but also did not need to worry about insufficient magic or physical strength.

As long as he has enough magic stones, he can always live and fight.

And the elf race does not lack magic stones!

"Handsome? I'll admit it's pretty good-looking, but..."

The Elf King looked at Song Lang curiously.

Is there any defect in this body that he does not know?

"But is your stuff gone?" Don't you think it would be a pity if you couldn't do anything? Hahahaha!

Song Lang laughed, and the expression on his face was full of ridicule.

"You're special! Give me death!

As if he had been poked in the sore spot, the Elf King instantly became extremely angry, and pounced on Song Lang with a resentful face.

Although he no longer wanted an heir, his whole energy returned because of the transformation.

But as Song Lang said, his thing is indeed gone!

What happens to a man with unlimited energy who has no way to vent?

The Elf King tried everything to vent the endless energy in his body, and

almost all the Holy Spirit and Elven warriors who were sacrificed by blood were killed by his own hands.

But even so, he is still not satisfied, and those blood-pumping pictures will always appear in his mind.

Aaaah!

Do you know how much pain I am?

I don't know how many floors a bag of rice will carry, but I know that maybe killing you Carlos will help me solve this trouble!

"It's long overdue! Come on! Facing

the furious Elf King Song Langke did not panic at all.

In the past, he had experienced almost perverted combat training, and even the elf king's hundreds of years of combat experience did not find the slightest bargain in Song Lang's hands.

"Bang bang!"

The fists of the two kept falling on each other, and each exchange could make a sound of metal clashing.

"Why don't you dare to face me with your weak left body? Well? Is it such a waste? Song

Lang's constant verbal harassment attempted to anger the Elf King.

But how could the Elf King, who had gone through hundreds of years, lose his square inch for such a simple provocation?

"You don't have to provoke me. If I were such a provoked person, I would have died hundreds of years ago! "

The Elf King never expected that Song Lang's physical body was comparable to his right half made of special metal by Carlos.

"Is it? Why do I feel that your movements are getting more and more stretched? Is it my delusion? How do you attack less and less? Because

he wanted to avoid his left body from going head-to-head with Song Lang, the Elf King's movements became more and more restrained.

After Song Lang became more and more comfortable with the current frequency of battles, his attacks became more open and closed, and

the elf king who fought could only spend more energy on defense.

"You shut up!"

The Elf King gritted his teeth and looked at Song Lang, his blood pressure was full and he almost didn't kill himself.

Why, isn't he a Space Department Wizard?

Why doesn't he fight with space magic?

Why would a Magister, who is supposed to be good at ranged attacks, have such a powerful physical body and such a wealth of melee experience?

It has to be said that the elf king lost in restraint in these two confrontations with Song Lang seven years ago and seven years later.

That's right, restraint.

Whether it was seven years ago or seven years later, the Elf King was an extremely powerful existence.

But seven years ago, he had space to fold, but he encountered a divine power that he could see and attack.

And seven years later, he was specially equipped with a space disturbance cannon to catch up with this time, and Song Lang happened to be unable to use the Sharingan, and could only slam his fist hard.

That's right, Carlos, who has seen Song Lang's divine power, even invented a magic prop that can disturb space.

The principle is also very simple, that is, when the space around itself is locked by Song Lang, use magic to blow up the frequency of this space,

so as to achieve the purpose of escaping the lock.

He originally thought of letting the elf king play the role of a pioneer to test the feasibility of the space cannon, how could he think that Song Lang would not play like this directly?

"Elf King, I know you're in a hurry. Aren't you old churros? Aren't you Yuan Hua? How? Can you not worry?

Song Lang looked at the Elf King playfully.

Now he has made frequent mistakes, several times Song Lang touched his left half of the body, and even broke the wrist of his left hand at the opportunity.

"Song Lang!"

The Elf King roared angrily, but now he couldn't think of any way to solve his current predicament.

Fight it!

Instead of dying slowly like this, it is better to use your new power to fight to the death.

"Space Cannon!"

After a blow to the punch, the Elf King retreated sharply with the help of the counterforce, and then Song Lang saw his right hand turn into the shape of a cannon in a "creaking" sound.

Groove! So handsome! It seems to be!