Mad Elf's Diary of a Scumbag

Heavy rain poured down, accompanied by the roar of thunder, and huge lightning struck the ground.

Time and time again, it cut through the dark night, reflecting the pale whiteness of the earth.

Big raindrops accompanied by strong winds hit people's faces hard.

The armor on his body had already been soaked by the rain, and the water mixed with blood filled his boots.

Due to the huge consumption of physical strength, Lance's footsteps gradually became extremely heavy.

But a pair of sun-like golden eyes still shined brightly in the darkness.

A biting cold came from the back of his neck, making all the hairs on Lance's body stand up immediately.

Lance suddenly turned around and waved the elven artifact, the Sun Wheel, to block this fatal blow.

The realms of the demigods collided. Looking at those silver moon-like eyes, Lance was shocked and blurted out:

"The Silver Moon Family! Even you!"

"boom!"

The collision of fields triggered a violent explosion.

Lance, who had run out of gas, could not withstand the terrifying impact, and his body was thrown high.

"Hahaha, he finally died!"

"Everyone act together and kill him!"

"This little brat must die today, otherwise we will never have peace!"

"A finger of death!"

"Judgment of the Kingdom of Heaven!"

"Abyss Staring!"

"In the name of the God of Light, turn this holy light into an invincible sharp blade, the Holy Sword!"

"Silver Moon's secret skill, soul-shattering arrow!"

In the sky, several silver snake-like lightnings suddenly turned.

The huge power of thunder penetrated Lance's body and bound him in mid-air.

Faced with this inevitable situation, Lance did not sit still and wait for death, but resolutely chose to self-destruct the Sun Sun Wheel.

As the first artifact of the elves, the power of the Sun Wheel's self-destruction far exceeds everyone's imagination.

Just like the sun falling on the earth, the foot-deep rainwater on the ground was instantly dried.

At this moment, the strong wind, heavy rain, thunder, and lightning all stopped.

Above the earth, there is only the dazzling sun.

Under this most powerful blow, all the demigods who besieged Lance were either seriously injured and dying, or turned into ashes without saying a word.

The thick clouds were pierced by the light, revealing the pure night sky.

Under the bright moonlight, a figure shuttled among the people, and blood mist exploded wherever it passed.

"Damn you!"

Lance held a pair of golden swords and slashed hard at the demigod of the Silver Moon family.

Faint space ripples appeared, Lance slashed into the air, and his golden eyes immediately looked towards the distant mountains.

The demigod of the Silver Moon family stumbled and fell to his knees in embarrassment.

"Thank you, ancestor, for saving me!"

"Elven Prophet! How long have you been here?"

Lance walked towards the elf prophet step by step, the two knives in his hands still bleeding.

"I've been here since the beginning."

In Lance's impression, the Elf Prophet has always been a kind and kind elder.

The long white beard on his chest can be dragged to his feet. If one of them is missing, he will feel distressed for most of the day.

"You came to kill me too?"

"Yes."

"why?"

"This is the goddess's will!"

Looking at the elf prophet's emotionless eyes, Lance closed his eyes in pain, and then opened them suddenly.

"Very good. From the first time I saw you, I have been thinking about how strong you are, this old immortal!"

"Now, let me teach you!"

Lance's body shot towards the elf prophet, and the elf prophet also took out another artifact of the elves, the Evernight Bow.

After placing the divine arrow given by the Elf Goddess on the Evernight Bow, a cold light flashed in the Elf Prophet's eyes, and he drew the bow like a full moon.

The feeling of being firmly locked suddenly came to Lance's heart.

This divine arrow contains real divine power and is a sure hit.

Can't avoid it, can't stop it either!

The two swords in his hands emitted a dazzling light, and Lance used up the last of his strength to throw them in the direction of the Elf Prophet.

Immediately afterwards, the whistling arrow penetrated Lance's left eye.

Along with the flying skull fragments, Lance's body was also carried flying by the terrifying power of the divine arrow.

Darkness swallows everything.

Death came as expected.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

In the elven-style bedroom, suppressed cries of pain continued to sound.

The silver moonlight shines through the glass on the window, casting its light on the big bed.

A handsome male elf was twisting his body in pain above.

Lance covered his left eye and suddenly sat up on the bed, breathing heavily.

"Am I blind again?"

I couldn't open my left eye and my vision was completely dark.

Lance had no choice but to pull off the golden eyepatch on his right eye and slowly opened his golden pupils like the sun.

My head was still in severe pain, and moist fluid seemed to be flowing out of my left eye.

Putting down the left hand that was covering his eyes, the palm of his hand turned red.

"Is the situation getting worse again? It seems I have to speed up the progress."

Lance struggled to get up, slowly came to the desk and sat down.

Picking up the silver-framed mirror on the desk, Lance looked at his left eye carefully.

Dark red blood slowly seeped out from the closed left eye.

It flowed gently over that handsome face, and finally gathered and dripped on the chin.

"Now? It's only three o'clock in the middle of the night, which means I've only slept for two hours."

Lance picked up the gold pocket watch on the desk, took a look at it and said distressedly.

After the nightmare, Lance had no sleep at all.

He took out the green-covered notebook from the storage ring and started writing today's notes.

"This world is extremely dark."

"When I was swallowed by the endless darkness, I suddenly understood in my heart."

"Light is short-lived, it is just the beauty of that moment."

"Darkness is normal. You have to learn to get used to it."

As he wrote this, Lance's hand paused.

"I once naively thought that I could change the world, but in the end, I found out in despair."

"The only thing I can change is myself."

"The three of us once agreed to use the power of victory to sweep away the darkness in this world."

"We want to build a new world of light, peace, justice and perfection."

"But we failed, failed miserably."

"When we were about to flip the table, we discovered that everyone in this world has vested interests."

"Including ourselves."

"We all thought we were the saviors of this world, and we split the continent into three parts while laughing and joking."

"We believe that we can do better than others and lead the world to a better future."

"Your Majesty Liszt, Great Chief Torun, and Emperor Lance! How beautiful these three titles are!"

"Although that spinster Liszt doesn't say it, I can tell that he actually enjoys being called this name."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have shouted to save the princess every day."

"After rescuing the princess, of course the princess will give her life and give her an entire kingdom as a dowry."

"What, no? Goodbye, I'm going to save other princesses. You can feed the wild wolves here. Goodbye!"