Magical Strategist

Earthquakes and strong winds devastated the land with a radius of more than ten kilometers.

Ongoing...

Still going on...

One minute……

three minutes……

five minutes……

It lasted ten minutes!

Gunsmoke lingers on this land, and the air is filled with black smoke and a burnt smell.

I lingered for a long time and slowly faded away.

past; past;

Along with the natural wind, the last piece of black smoke was blown away.

What is left is the incomplete earth.

The sunwell was completely destroyed.

A figure stumbled to his feet, then fell down again. I saw that his entire right arm had turned into a ball of flesh, with broken muscles and bones, hanging from his body, as if it would break away at any time. He panted heavily. He stood up just now to confirm whether Ivan was dead. After seeing Ivan's charred body, he fell down with peace of mind.

"It's over now." The real dragon lay flat on the ground and looked up at the sky. He began to hallucinate and saw his late mother extending her arms towards him. I saw my childhood self. I saw Eileen becoming the Queen of the Blood Elves...

His eyelids were heavy and he was indeed tired.

At this moment, just a second before closing his eyes, a fair and cold face stared at the real dragon.

Very familiar facial features, very familiar scent.

Irene? It does not seem……

The real dragon opened his eyes fiercely.

Ivan!

That's right, Ivan is resurrected again! Resurrected intact!

Ivan stepped on the real dragon's chest, crushed it, and said angrily: "Did you do a good job? One move destroyed the seven rebirths of our sect. Come on, stand up and fight again. What's wrong? No more strength? Holy The power of the beast is also exhausted?"

How can the real dragon still have the strength to fight? Thank God that he can maintain his breathing.

In the end, I still lost. The real dragon was helpless, and his desire to live was completely crushed.

"The nine lives that I have worked so hard to cultivate are just gone? The infinite proximity to eternal life is just like this shattered? True Dragon of Li'er, I hate you to the extreme, you know! I can't wait to drink your blood and eat your flesh ..." Ivan shed tears of unwillingness and grievance. It was as if he was the one who was defeated.

"Do you need to apologize? Ms. Ivan." Zhenlong asked calmly.

Ivan's eyes widened and bloodshot eyes burst out. Because of a certain title, he was greatly stimulated. "What? What did you just say?"

Zhenlong said weakly: "I said, you are, you are a woman."

"Shut up! I am a male! Go to hell, go to hell!" Ivan was on the verge of collapse. He stepped crazily on the real dragon's body.

When the pain reaches the extreme, the brain will be paralyzed. When Ivan stepped on his feet, there was no pain other than the sound of his ribs breaking.

The real dragon had bleeding from its mouth and nose, and its teeth turned red. Regardless of his injuries, he continued: "Ivan is a unique genius. He held a sword at the age of three, fought on the battlefield at the age of five, and reached the level of an angel at the age of seven. He is worthy of being the number one blood elf, and his mana level is comparable to that of the hero Sara... What a pity. You had an accident when you were ten years old, and you were captured and imprisoned by your enemies for three years. These three years must have been an unforgettable experience, and it has distorted your character! I’m right, Ms. Ivan!”

"No! No! It's impossible! How could our proud sect be captured! It doesn't exist! No!" Ivan fell into a state of madness, dancing and losing control.

"This is a fact. Not only do you have great magic power, but you also have a beautiful face, so you were raped by your enemies and became a slave for three years. You should not be a man, you were born a woman, but God forgot to put you down Take away the stuff." True Dragon's words became more and more rough and vulgar.

Ivan had a splitting headache, and the past was unbearable to look back on, but one scene after another emerged. "Shut up! Stop talking!"

"You want to be someone else's wife and wear the most beautiful wedding dress. Yes, you desire it deep down in your heart. Ms. Ivan, please stop making things difficult for yourself. You are a woman!" The real dragon stimulated Ivan even more. "Accept this reality and recognize what you really need. You can't change the world, you just keep being changed by the world. What you long for and dream of is actually very close to you..."

No matter how powerful a person is, he has his fatal weakness, and Ivan's is the scar in his heart. No one dared to mention the past to him, no one dared to call Ivan "a woman".

Now he is completely crazy and completely lost. Completely out of control, the past that had been painful for decades and accumulated for decades was finally ignited and exploded.

"Who am I... I... am a lady... yes... I like flowers, I like fragrance... I like handsome men..." Ivan said to himself crazily.

"No! It's a pity that you are not a complete woman yet! Just one step away!" True Dragon continued.

Hearing this, Ivan immediately grabbed the real dragon by the collar and asked, "What's the difference? What's the difference! Tell me quickly!"

"die!"

"die?"

"That's right! You are almost dead! As long as you die, everything will be released for you, your dreams will come true, and you will become the most beautiful and happiest woman in the world!" said the real dragon.

"You're lying to me!"

"I'll tell you if I lied to you or not."

Only then did Ivan let go of the real dragon...

At this moment, he has completely lost his nature.

He picked up the dagger on the ground, and the handle followed him around in battles, killing countless swordsmen. How many heads of enemies have been harvested.

"You are almost successful! You are about to fulfill your dream!" the real dragon shouted loudly.

Ivan stared at the sword coldly, and the sword also "stared" at Ivan quietly. The shiny sword reflected Ivan's stunningly beautiful face. So beautiful that even the most beautiful women would feel inferior to her.

Yes, I will become the most beautiful and happiest woman... Isn't this what I pursue in my life...

Ivan did not hesitate, slowly raised his hand, and the cold sword swiped across his neck.

Bangdang...

The dagger fell to the ground...

Red blood flows straight down...

Ivan cut his carotid artery and trachea and quietly waited for his dream to "come true."

In those charming eyes, there was no look of pain, no fear of death, but only desire and relief.

"Ms. Ivan! You finally succeeded and are free!" the real dragon shouted.

poof...

The slender body collapsed suddenly...

It's like a mountain that will never collapse suddenly collapses! !

The powerful man who had led the blood elves for more than twenty years and was known as the "unparalleled genius" by the world finally died.

Died by his own dreams.

With his strength, he could have dominated the blood elves, and even unified the entire elven continent, completing an eternal hegemony that no one could accomplish.

At the wrong time, God played a fatal joke on this prodigy, which distorted his character, changed his life, and also changed his ending.

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It is May 3650, 5 in the Elven Calendar, at 5: in the evening.

The thirty-second generation chief of the blood elves.

Ivan.

Die in battle!