People Arrived at the Type Month, Now Lost Contact

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the holy spear that symbolized the end of civilization suddenly stabbed at him, but the spell that collected the power of the elves did not respond.

Not only that, but even his three major demon kings became extremely sluggish under the influence of unknown forces.

A chill suddenly burst on Westcott's back.

It was as if a ghost had blown a dark cold wind on the back of his neck, bringing a bone-piercing chill, shattering muscles, bones, and soul, causing the spiritual power lingering around his body to vibrate.

For a moment, he even felt like an ant facing the wheel of a truck.

Can't understand, dare not admit it... In his cognition, it seems that a star hit him.

Westcott looked at the elf in disbelief, looking at this guy who could not resist the elf spell and should have become his nourishment, and shouted almost in horror:

"You are not an elf!!!"

The boy didn't answer, but just waved the weapon in his hand, and the barrel of the long spear that symbolized the end was like a dog stick, and violently smashed at the man who might actually rewrite the world, like a flash of lightning.

In the sound waves of the bang, Westcott's strength was constantly cracked under the impact of despair, and blood shot into the air like an arrow that left the string.

"mdzz."

Looking at the man in the deep pit who looked like a dead dog, the boy of the god-species whose race was Sequence One turned his back and snapped his fingers.

The next moment, an inextinguishable flame mixed with fierce poison spewed out from the deep pit.

ps: It looks like it’s going to be a day w today

Chapter 13 The End

The scorching flames burned fiercely in the huge pit, and the molten golden light shone in the night like a bright lamp.

The young man with a long gun turned his back to the flames, the gold in his eyes shone brighter than the flames behind him.

In just an instant, the battle between the two "elves" was decided.

"I'm just here for a vacation, but one by one insists on making trouble for me, that's enough."

The boy, who was slightly weaker than Artosh, the god of war, sighed as he looked at the huge pit that had not even ashes left.In a very short period of time, he was treated as a treasure monster by Miku Miku, Takamiya Mio, and Westcott, but he had no choice but to brush them backhanded.

People in this world are really brave enough, don't they check the information before fighting?Li Zihan thought.

The big boss Westcott rushed to the street.

In the world view of Date A Live, the orthodox elves are the ones that take the earth hundreds or even thousands of years to recover. The natural forces that exist on the surface of the earth, the land, the sky, and the ocean, gather together to create magical life. .

A technique capable of creating a creature of Takamiya Mio's level obviously required many elements.

Thirty years ago, when Westcott held the magic ceremony, the reason why he chose the location in the center of Eurasia was because there was a hub for the flow of magic power in that place—that is, the so-called spiritual veins in magic and fairy arts.

The birth of Takamiya Mio almost exhausted the accumulation of hundreds or even thousands of years in this world. Even if there is a spell to transform herself into an elf in the elf spell, there is no condition for it to be performed.

However, this doesn't bother Westcott, a genius wizard who wants to gain power.

He uses Takamiya Mio as a living spirit vein, draws magic power from it, and transforms himself into an elf.

And a certain primordial elf, who had been beaten by the gods, had no choice but to give up on resurrecting her husband, naturally didn't resist much, and chose to let it draw her own power.

So there was the previous scene, Westcott took the power of Takamiya Mio without any effort, mistakenly thought that the effect of the spell was superior, and then set his sights on another "spirit".

So he showed the three major demon kings from Takamiya Mio, and was going to solve Li Zihan by relying on the Demon King of Nowhere and the elf technique in his hand to become the strongest, and then forcibly transform the earth into a planet suitable only for wizards to live on The massacre was exhausted.

Then he was smashed by someone who occupied the strongest throne in another world.

The Demon King of Nothing doesn't have the power to kill Li Zihan, and Jill doesn't even have the power to bind the elves in front of the gods.

So the big boss Westcott made a pounce, and he had no cards.

"Is that guy so strong?"

On the shell of Fraxinus, the girl named Yatogami Toka was shocked.

She didn't even break the defense against Westcott just now, but Westcott turned into paper in front of Li Zihan?One shot ko?

This novice protection period is shorter than the genius and Emperor Chonghuang in Kamen Rider! !

"That guy is indeed a bit too strong."

Wuhe Qinli was also a little surprised. She always felt that Li Zihan was very strong, but it was because of a belt of light around the planet. The fact that someone shot down Westcott who had just taken off was obvious. It's not within her range of cognition.

"Master has always been strong."

Ms. Okita, who has always been a mascot by Li Zihan's side, is very calm. The spirited Westcott looks really scary, but compared to the king of the end, the great red, the broken will and even the strongest god. The role of the class, the style really needs to be recharged.

While the girls were discussing, the boy who had instantly killed a dead and faceless boss took back the Holy Spear that was integrated with him, snapped his fingers, and summoned the portal.

The next moment, he appeared in the sky above Tiangong City, at Fraxinus at a distance of [-] meters.

"Master, you are back."

When she was paying attention to the Master, Miss Zousi looked at the portal that suddenly appeared on Fraxinus, her eyes lit up, her feet shrank, and she came to her Master.

"I'm a little tired, sir."

He was able to draw strength from the three concepts of "victory", "war", and "steel", and someone with a supercell-level prop star cup in his hand looked a little tired.

"Master, let me lend you some magic power."

Feeling that she could also help the Master with housework, chores, and mana exchange, Miss Servant thought about it for a while, and then asked tentatively.