Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1141: Chapter 933: The Cunning Red-Haired Great Demon

Even the most oblivious Undead Tribe knew to see the disbelief on the red-haired giant’s face: ”There are still elves who dare to mingle with Lansendel?

You guys aren’t descendants of Coron, are you?

But I can feel his Divine Power flowing within you!

Could it be that the Father of Elves has been deceived into stupidity? Impossible, right? Even Rose couldn’t do that, that... hmm... who could do that?”

Lansendel beside Hill let out an angry cry, pale golden flames blazing furiously on its beautiful feathers.

He never thought that elves would naturally hate him... Although, to be honest, the last Elf Empire was destroyed because of him, but it was a decision made by him and his friends together... They clearly understood the consequences of failure.

The more precious the desired thing, the greater the price to be paid.

They just didn’t expect that what they wanted would surpass the world’s bottom line, leading to their total annihilation.

The Lord of Dawn never regretted the decision at the time, nor did the friends and followers in his Divine Kingdom.

After all, they had already foreseen the decline of the elves and the rise of humans in the river of destiny back then.

Otherwise, why were several Elf Empires willing to take risks with him? The confirmed future through various means made those proud elves, who had been proud for hundreds of thousands of years, unable to accept it.

The elves aligning with Lansendel wasn’t for some cause of establishing a Sun God Sect... If elves could still be the lords of Toril, with their long lifespans, they wouldn’t want to give up that luxurious and happy life.

They just knew that if they did nothing, the future outcome might be worse than the current one... At least by assisting Lansendel in the adventure, even if they failed, the Lord of Dawn promised them survival in his Divine Kingdom.

Moreover, if they assist the Goddess of Fate in Resurrection... the benefits of success would absolutely surpass Lansendel’s promises.

The great nobles of the Elf Empire were never fools; Lansendel’s persuasion succeeded because it resonated with their hearts.

Though they later realized that their insane decision might have led to such decline, they preferred a spectacular downfall over a gradual decline like being cut by a dull knife.

Lansendel was certain, the Elf Deity System must understand why the elf nobles agreed to help him resurrect the Goddess of Fate, so Coron might not agree with their actions but would absolutely not stop elves from believing in Lansendel.

However, that individual with an overly strong desire to protect elves wouldn’t want to have anything to do with Lansendel again... This, the Lord of Dawn could understand, many of his followers, their parents didn’t like seeing them believe in him.

After all, everyone knew that Lansendel was always on a path of novel adventure, his followers were attracted, and of course, they also encountered danger because of it.

Thus, when the elves chose to distance themselves after witnessing their kin’s demise, Lansendel could understand and wouldn’t hold it against them.

Lansendel would only welcome with open arms those who resonated with his ideas... When elves hesitated due to past incidents, they had already lost the chance to win the favor of the Lord of Dawn.

The ever-confident Lord of Dawn looked at Elsdarhur on the huge screen and roared loudly: ”Just wait a moment, I’ll settle the score with you! How dare you sow discord between me and Coron!

I’ll send you to hell! Damn gorilla! Missing a head compared to Dimogogan, and your intelligence is halved?”

Hill silently hugged his Crystal Flower, pressing his face against the bloom... What kind of confidence allows Lansendel to say such words?

Hill still remembers how concerted Coron’s advice was to keep his distance from Lansendel.

He finally understood why people said Lansendel couldn’t understand human language... This guy is just inherently selective in hearing!

How does Lansendel maintain Neutral Good?

If the distribution of Toril’s Divine Kingdom was like their Teraxil’s, Hill genuinely suspected that opening the Gate of the Divine Nation of Lansendel and Celene would allow them to greet each other.

Hill couldn’t deny Lansendel’s kindness, but being neutral like him was hard for Hill to agree with!

The Elf Empire was a population of hundreds of millions wiped out! Many ordinary elves didn’t even know what happened before perishing with the great nobles.

The gentle drizzle in the Floating Castle gradually intensified, neither Shaer nor Celene responded, merely adding a bit of their Divine Power into Hill’s rain.

Shameless people are indeed troublesome, but at least they know who they are... like Celene.

Most of the time, she knew that her actions would annoy others... but she would never sacrifice her happiness for others’ displeasure.

Yet Lansendel, clearly, was naturally without shame, who could handle that!

But the Undead Tribe felt Lansendel was quite good.

Although Edna stopped her from speaking recklessly, the ’Old Age Striking King’ just realized that politeness was best when facing NPC big shots... fear wasn’t an issue.

She cheerfully told the Demon Lord, ”Lansendel is doing well~ So generous and willing to lend us the Divine Artifact~

Otherwise, how could we have waited until you came out? That old bastard would have killed us already.”

Elsdarhur stared closely at her, then scanned the elves around her, suddenly wondering if he was really in Toril, or if he had accidentally fallen into hell?

Could it be that everything in front of him was a trick conjured by some Duke of Demons skilled in Illusion Techniques?

Then he fixed his eyes on the half-elf Nature Mage daring enough to play tricks under his nose... the expression of ’Are you all crazy?’ on that face rescued Elsdarhur from nearly falling into confusion.

As long as it wasn’t hell, he didn’t need to worry just yet.

Elsdarhur was sure that the elves in front of him were a bit strange, but they were not afraid of this Demon Lord from the Abyss, nor were they interested in fighting him desperately.

Of course, that’s because he didn’t know that the Undead Tribe had been fighting for so long without seeing the health bar of the King Kong Great Demon, and they had already lost heart... It’s just another plot device!

God knows how long it would take for someone to come and finish it off, everyone was a bit at loose ends.

A portion of the Knights had already retreated from the front to the middle, protecting Edna, Leonard, and their dragon friends with utmost care.

Some Knights who were on good terms with Hydra also surrounded the giant multi-headed serpent in the center... The Undead Tribe knew well, if a major plot were to unfold, they would surely die.

But if they could block for a moment in the middle, the NPC might not die.

It was all about personal connections at this point; those Quel Senta People, of course, also stood around with a large number of undead, but they just stood loosely to one side.

The ever-silent Tiger-person Soma frowned and grabbed Devis’ arm, pulling him and Luca to stand among a group of Priests.

He regretted not stopping Devis from straying away from Leonard... How strange, the Nature Mage blatantly provoked the Demon Lord, yet that guy showed no hostility towards Leonard?

The Tiger-person, sensitive to murderous intent, was a bit puzzled.

Elsdarhur didn’t care if his actions led some people to confusion... after all, he wasn’t human.

He happily attacked the elves while chatting with them.

This Demon Lord hadn’t stopped attacking all along, and the Undead Tribe’s Knights forming the front shield line could easily get taken out if they weren’t careful.

Of course, the continuous skills of the Undead Tribe did cause him some trouble... but Elsdarhur wasn’t very tense even when on defense.

The Demon Lord had an indifferent smile on his ferocious face as he began to inquire about recent events from the Old Age Striking King.

The Female Priest glanced over to her right... The Demon Lord couldn’t make it out, but someone familiar with the Undead Tribe could see she was looking at that person’s tablet.

Then this Female Priest straightforwardly briefed the Demon Lord on Toril’s current situation.

This seemingly bizarre yet enjoyable interaction finally ended directly with a roar from Elsdarhur: ”Got you!”

He ceased his attack on the Undead Tribe and turned, charging back through the large door behind him.

Almost simultaneously, the ever-silent ’Snow Cloud Peak’ also shouted: ”Raise shields! Save them!

Deep black light and countless crescent moon blades surged into the hall from outside the door... and were blocked for a full minute by the shield wall formed by the Knights.

This minute was enough for a large number of Swordsmen to charge into the darkness with unwavering resolve, swinging their long swords... countless sword lights shone in the darkness, knocking away the moon blades soaring in the sky.

The moon blades clattered to the ground, but tens of thousands of Swordsmen couldn’t hold on for long, directly turning into light.

The further weakened black light and the now much reduced number of moon blades continued to destroy dozens of rows of transparent light shields while relentlessly healing Priests, but finally halted in front of Elvia, cloaked in a thick layer of vines.

Leonard, also covered in vines, sat on the ground with a face full of relief, hugging his Josanie tightly... Fortunately, the defensive Strange Objects given by his brother worked well.

The undead behind them were all dead after being struck by the black light, not to mention the moon blades, instant death upon contact!

Yet despite being draped in vines, they remained unscathed... Leonard swore that when he returned, he would definitely exchange for another bracelet from his brother!

Good thing he chose to trust his brother and not the idea of using the gemstone his dad gave for random teleportation with Edna and the others.

He glanced up at Haber, who had turned into several mud puddles... he had witnessed the teleportation light appearing on these three Human Mages.

These guys probably tested and found their teleportation method worked, so they were so confident in waiting until the end... heh~ it worked, but the Demon Lord was ready with spells to disrupt teleportation.