Chapter 449
by post_apiChapter 449: Do Not Die With Hate
Karoso looked down briefly, and didn’t see what 『』 said.
His brows furrowed slightly; something was unusual. Teacher 『』 would not lie to him, so it must be due to a lack of mystery.
However, before, there were threads connected to Neymar that drew in power, but I don’t feel anything at all.
"What does it look like?" Karoso asked.
"It’s… thin red threads that seem alive, avoiding some corpses, and connecting to your feet…" 『』 looked at the ground, "No, it’s starting to spread upwards."
In 『』’s eyes, those red threads gradually connected to Karoso’s lower abdomen, where his magical power originates!
These threads looked like IV tubes, some sections thicker, slowly advancing until they entered Karoso’s body.
Karoso’s eyes gradually turned red, and many creatures had thin red threads appearing on them.
He looked at his body again, and this time he could see some shadows of lines.
This thing looks a bit like the Blackening Card absorbing other people’s life force, doesn’t it? No, the Blackening Card is gas, while this one doesn’t show anything without using the rules.
After just two glances, blood tears flowed from Karoso’s eyes, and he quickly released this rule.
"If I’m like this, Neymar might also be in trouble…" Karoso lifted his eyes, "We need to go and see what’s really going on."
"Okay." 『』 nodded slightly.
"The Favored One, stay calm!" Zoltan noticed Karoso wanted to move and quickly advised him.
"I received my lord’s divine message, we must first destroy the Forest of Elves!" Karoso declared loudly.
His identity as The Favored One is just using a feather as an order.
What’s most frustrating is that Zoltan cannot confirm whether Karoso is falsely delivering a message, nor can he verify it, so he can only stare in disbelief.
……
"Kill them!" Anwen rode on the unicorn, shooting arrows one after another.
Many of her comrades had already fallen behind her, but this did not stop her from moving forward.
Closer, closer, even closer!
"Leader, kill!"
A Sword Dancer saw a spell coming and quickly leaped up, standing by Anwen’s side.
Bang!
The Sword Dancer was blown into a mist of blood.
After all, he was just a level two soldier, facing a powerful enemy, unable to fight back at all.
Even when they gather together, they still die one by one; the only time their strength is useful is when they attack as a group.
"Um…"
Two eighth-tier wild tree sprites raced behind Anwen, guarding her at all costs.
Closer, even closer!
Behind Anwen, there were bodies everywhere, mostly of their fellow elves.
The flower demon vanished, the Sword Dancers fell to the ground, the elven archers broke their bows, forced to fight up close, and then were mercilessly slaughtered…
The Druid’s magic was exhausted, his head was chopped off, and it was hung on a tree.
The pure white unicorn was covered in marks from weapons, and its deep red blood flowed like a river.
The three highest-level Green Crystal Dragons lay helplessly on the ground; they could not even stand up, let alone breathe fire. They could only watch as tiny soldiers rushed towards them, showing off their strength.
Some human soldiers even struggled to cut their skin after they fell, bathing their bodies in dragon blood.
As time passed, the dragon blood had almost run out.
The two heroes who had followed Anwen before; one was killed by a knight hero from Dawn City, impaled on the tip of a lance, and the other was struck by Seraph’s flameblade, then hit by a large demon’s axe, and finally pierced by an arrow from Vereesa.
For humans to push the Church of the Forest of Elves to this point, they had to pay a price, and the Church of the Wisdom God also suffered.
Luckily, the Church of the Wisdom God only lost magical creations, so Neymar did not feel too painful about it.
She saw Anwen rushing toward her and couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
[Name: Rain of Arrows]
[Category: Spell]
[Star Level: 8]
[Level: Golden Legend]
[Job Restriction: Wizard]
[Introduction: Small changes can bring big changes. Have you ever seen a shower of Frozen Arrows?]
With a flick of Neymar’s delicate hand, countless Frozen Arrows gathered in the air.
Neymar waved her little hand, and the Frozen Arrows poured down toward Anwen.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…
Ding, ding, ding…
Anwen swung her hunting bow, defending against Neymar’s Frozen Arrows as countless arrows turned to ice shards before her.
Though she was riding a unicorn, her movements were like a dance, with her hunting bow moving flawlessly.
This kind of defensive technique is not something powerful warriors can easily match.
The way Vereesa saw Merlin wield his sword and Malfurion saw Minaret use her dagger was the only time she had seen weapons move so fluently.
"She truly deserves her reputation…" Narcissus’s gaze sharpened, "Moonlit Dance."
"The supreme killing technique of Elven hunters, Moonlit Dance?" Vereesa’s eyes widened.
Narcissus nodded gravely.
Before Anwen, it seemed as if a crescent moon appeared, gradually turning into two, swirling around her to protect her from the Frozen Arrow.
These were the afterimages created by the swift movements of her hunting bow.
"The strongest defense is an offense; crush all attacks, and defense becomes unbreakable." Vereesa sighed, feeling deep respect for this long-gone elder.
She even had a strange thought: if she helped the elves wholeheartedly from the beginning to win this war, then sacrificed her life and everyone else… then these elves could walk out of the dungeon.
Using these lives to free a spirit like Anwen from the chains of history is more important than her role in Elven.
Unfortunately, there are no "ifs." Now, Anwen has shown signs of defeat.
Anwen felt the air around her getting colder. The Frozen Arrows being shattered or deflected was not the end; they could still slow her down, and this effect could stack!
"Truly impressive," Narcissus said with awe as he looked at Neymar, "These Frozen Arrows are not guided automatically; they are aimed one by one."
"Moreover, the shattered ice crystals are forming a magic circle!"
"In a battle against stronger foes, using ice crystals to create a magic array, this…"
This was completely beyond Narcissus’s understanding.
Vereesa and Malfurion looked closely and felt a sudden chill in their hearts.
As Anwen walked forward, the path was scattered with ice shards. Although the shards seemed randomly placed, they looked like mysterious runes.
This is not a straight line; each row of runes has different amounts, some long and some short…
This means that while Neymar is shooting the Frozen Arrow, she has to aim not only perfectly but also control the number of arrows shattered based on the enemy’s strength, meaning she is also controlling the rhythm of the attack.
If Anwen herself changes, she will use that powerful control to adjust.
Such a level of control, few have heard of; it can only be described as a miracle!
Seeing the amazement of the others, Neymar couldn’t help but show a proud smile.
When the God of Wisdom attached to her, she used this to deal with Karoso, and now, Neymar has learned it too.
This is thanks to the strong calculation and control given to her by the God of Wisdom’s divine power.
"Are you kidding? Trying to stop me… impossible!" Anwen surged with blood energy, and her whole body ignited, with her unicorn moving at an incredible speed.
While controlling the Frozen Arrow, Neymar threw out the second card.
[Name: Eternal Ice Prison]
[Category: Spell]
[Star Level: 8]
[Grade: Golden Legend]
[Occupational Restriction: Wizard]
[Introduction: A powerful binding spell, the ice will trap any enemy you wish to capture.]
Bang, bang, bang…
With a wave of Neymar’s magic wand, Anwen’s speed suddenly slowed down.
Ice spikes burst up from the ordinary ground.
Pfft…
Anwen’s unicorn was hit by an ice spike.
Right after that, three more ice spikes struck the unicorn.
The unicorn let out a sad cry and could not move forward.
Anwen rolled and fell off the unicorn.
She grabbed her hunting bow and charged forward.
Closer, closer, even closer!
Facing Neymar’s attack, her movements became slower and slower.
Pfft, pfft…
Two Frozen Arrows hit her.
She never imagined that one day, she would be forced like this by an eighth-tier.
Although this was due to Narcissus’s exhaustion and the army’s weariness, she felt that the magic power she had left should be enough to face an eighth-tier.
Who is this blonde girl standing in front of her? Where did this hero come from?
Pfft!
Another arrow struck her.
This arrow hit Anwen in her left eye.
She did not stop running, did not cry out in pain, did not beg for mercy; instead, she pulled out the arrow from her eye, and her eyeball fell to the ground along with the Frozen Arrow.
Swish!
Just at that moment, the distance in front of Anwen seemed to vanish, as if it had mysteriously disappeared from existence, without even a hint of the teleportation array’s energy.
In an instant, she closed the distance to its smallest point!
"Die for me!"
Anwen dashed in front of Neymar, completely ignoring her, and the string of her bow sliced toward Vereesa’s neck.
Vereesa felt a chill spread through her body.
She never expected that such magic could not stop Anwen from getting closer.
Moreover, Anwen now made it impossible for her to attack, retreat, or dodge; she felt completely trapped in place!
Narcissus wanted to cast a spell, but he realized that time seemed to freeze.
He looked in Anwen’s direction, and around her, the entire world appeared to turn green.
In the final moment, Anwen broke free from her constraints and advanced further in the laws, becoming the leader who surpassed Gabriel!
She burned everything she had, just for this one strike!
Now, a normal level nine hero could not stop Anwen’s self-destructive attack.
Theoretically, Vereesa was surely doomed now!
But unfortunately, theory is just theory.
"Sigh…" Neymar looked at Anwen like this, feeling very sad.
Unfortunately, having pity for the enemy on the battlefield is the greatest insult to her and a disrespect to her own life.
Snap!
A card flew out, and several chains appeared out of thin air, binding Anwen tightly there.
[Name: Eternal Lock]
[Type: Spell]
[Star Level: 8]
[Grade: Golden Legend]
[Occupational Restriction: Wizard]
[Description: The stronger the magic resistance, the stronger the chains. It is well known that magic immunity can sometimes be a DEBUFF.]
"Damn, damn, damn…" Anwen stared at the nearby Vereesa, her gaze burning with intensity.
Unfortunately, she was trapped in mid-air by Neymar’s Eternal Lock and could not move at all.
"You are very strong, but unfortunately, you have met an opponent you should not have faced," Narcissus said, looking at Neymar with awe.
"Let’s take her on her last journey."
Neymar held the magic wand and took Narcissus away from here.
……
Vereesa looked at the imprisoned Anwen and gave a deep bow, "I’m sorry…"
"Traitor!" Anwen stared fiercely at Vereesa, "If you have any shame left, end your life here and don’t bring trouble to all of Elven!"
"Leader, do you know where we really come from?" Vereesa looked at Anwen with a complicated expression.
"I don’t care where you come from!"
"Huh, we come from the future…" Vereesa said softly, "Whether you believe it or not, I am telling the truth. And everything I do is for Elven…"
"For Elven? You don’t deserve it!" Anwen saw that Vereesa was still talking nonsense and wanted to take a step forward.
Unfortunately, the chains made of divine power are not something she can break free from.
"For us, many eras have already passed…" Vereesa said to herself, "Elder, please share memories with me. If after seeing them you still wish to kill me, then I have nothing more to say."
"Share memories?" Anwen was astonished.
Why, why did I question Malfurion before, and not think of this matter?
Elves are the favored of the World Tree and the Tree of Life. As long as one completely trusts the other, they can show each other their memories, unlike humans, whose magic can damage the mind when trying to see memories.
"Please watch until the end, then decide my fate." Vereesa closed her eyes, "Everything I did was truly for the Elves."
Though this person before her was a monster from the dungeon, Vereesa could not bear to let this person, who had long ago died in history, perish again with hatred.
Soon, Anwen saw Vereesa’s memories.
In the Era of Innovation, the Card God created the rules, the Elf War broke out, and the Dark Elves were defeated.
In the Age of Destruction, countless outer gods were unhappy with Surtr, leading to a divine war. Many gods fell in this conflict, and the ones who died the most were the local gods.
The gods believed by the Forest of Elves left this continent, and the Church of the Dawn Goddess overthrew the Church of the Goddess of the Night.
The Church of the Dawn Goddess was very controlling, causing great dissatisfaction among many.
Humans multiplied rapidly, the card rules became more solid, and dark elves faced hunting while one by one, other races disappeared.
Elves, due to their strong vitality, practiced more magic and retained a lot of knowledge, barely gaining legal status.
In the Age of Dawn, the Card God Domain covered the continent, and the voices of the outer gods disappeared.
The Elves slowly developed, and the dark elves gained legal rights, this time to better cooperate with humans. Vereesa actively offered to explore the dungeon…
Solving this dungeon was for the sake of the Elves’ status.
"Dungeon… history, I am a historical elf, I… have long been dead?" Anwen muttered.
"Well, everything I said, you can only remember for now. Soon, you will forget it, just like I never showed you the memories, just like nothing happened." Vereesa nodded.
"Ha, humans have actually become the strongest race… Powerful dragons, long-lived elves, immortal undead, strong orcs, clever goblins, drunken dwarves who love to drink and forge—all gone, and humans rule the continent…" Anwen looked incredulous, "To survive, we even need human permission…"
"Yes…" Vereesa gave a bitter smile, "So, I cherish this opportunity."
"Dark elves have also suffered persecution." Malfurion did not leave and sighed, "In the war back then, both elves and dark elves were greatly weakened; otherwise, we might be better off…"
Anwen was silent for about five seconds and suddenly laughed, "It seems I should be dead…"
She acknowledged that everything Vereesa did was for the elves.
Although she was unhappy about the elves’ plight and their status.
However, what Vereesa did was right.
"Even if I tell you the truth, you won’t remember it because that is the dungeon’s rule," Vereesa said.
"I didn’t trust the wrong person… it’s not bad." Anwen quietly looked at Vereesa, "Let’s take action, don’t let me die with hatred, even if I am just a shadow of the past."