Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

Luther is a patrol member of the Elf tribe.

At only seventy years old, he will soon reach the third stage and become an "elite member."

His idol and goal is his brother, Ramush, who has reached the fourth stage as a warrior.

And the one he admires,

Of course, it is the beautiful and wise Princess Vielsia, who has just celebrated her hundredth birthday and is in the most youthful period of an elf's life.

In fact, which young male elf would not admire Princess Vielsia?

However, their admiration is purely a preference.

Just being able to catch a glimpse of Princess Vielsia's face is already extremely satisfying. If he could be encouraged by Princess Vielsia and speak to her, it would make him unable to sleep for a whole month.

'So, Come on, Luther! I must quickly improve my strength!'

'Only then can I, like my brother, support Princess Vielsia in the human's city, instead of being like this, staying in the rear and patrolling monotonously'

'Sigh.'

Luther sighed at the thought.

'Even though we have this unbreakable barrier, it is absolutely safe, and there will not be any enemies, why must we keep patrolling'

'I also want to be dispatched'

'I also want to fight against the Demon race!'

'I want to avenge the Elf tribe!'

While Luther was immersed in his fantasy during his patrol, suddenly, there was a noise from the woods beside him.

Although the noise was very faint,

As a favorite race of nature, elves are extremely sensitive to the movement of wind and grass. Luther immediately became alert and focused all his attention on the abnormal bush.

"Who!"

"Who is there, come out!"

After Luther shouted, the person hiding in the bush seemed to realize it was exposed and no longer pretended. it jumped out of the bush and pounced on Luther.

Under the moonlight, Luther clearly saw the appearance of the black figure attacking him.

The opponent's four limbs were all blades, emitting an invasive and destructive magical aura. That ugly and dirty appearance

'A Demon!?'

'Isn't that a Sword Demon!?'

Luther was greatly frightened and fear spread through his heart, but his body's instinct still made a resistance move. He drew his sword from his waist and stabbed at the magic shadow that was attacking him.

*Pufff*

The magic sword pierced through the demon.

Luther had always been taught and warned about the once powerful and destructive demon race that had destroyed their elf homeland, but now...

'Is that all?'

Luther looked at the corpse of the sword demon that he had killed in a panic on the ground and was a little confused. He stabbed it again to make sure it was completely dead, and his mind was filled with questions.

'What... what is this?'

Before Luther could think clearly, there was more movement in the surrounding bushes.

This time, it was a large and terrifying demon with huge claws.

And then...

The result was the same.

It was easily killed by Luther with just one sword strike.

Next were shadow demons, wicked demons, decay demons, succubus demons... These demon soldiers that seemed to be attacking the camp were easily defeated by Luther's sword, as if they could not withstand a single blow.

And Luther, who was once afraid of the demon race, became suspicious, and now, seemed to have a bloodthirsty look in his eyes.

"Come on!"

"Come on! Don't run! Today is the day of your doom, trash of the demon race!"

Luther was no longer satisfied with just defending.

Like a god descending from the heavens, he chose to take the initiative to attack. The demon race on the way was like cutting vegetables and fruits, making Luther's heart more and more crazy, satisfying his desire for revenge, and even making him feel like he was a savior.

In the pleasure of killing demons, Luther completely ignored why there were so many demons here, why the other elves on patrol had not appeared yet, and what he should do was to turn back and report the message to the Elder.

Luther seemed to be completely immersed in the killing.

Until...

"My Children, wake up!"

'Wake up?'

'Who's speaking?'

'It seems to be... the Elder's voice?'

In a daze, Luther regained his senses and found that the bodies of the demon race that he had hacked to death all around him had turned into insects, even on his own body, there were insects crawling.

"What is this!?"

Luther was shocked and subconsciously took a step back.

Suddenly, a feeling of dizziness and weightlessness enveloped him, making him unable to stand and kneel on the ground. His limbs were as heavy as lead, and the magic power in his body warned of severe exhaustion.

Luther's condition was not an isolated case.

Almost all of the elves were like this.

They all lost their combat power.

Fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

And the insects that were killed by the elves, who had consumed a lot of physical strength and mana, finally all flew into the sky and into the body of a little girl who looked kinda sick.

"Eris Hate this. Everyone was having fun playing with Eris"

"WHY.DO.YOU.WANT.TO.STOP.OUR.FUN?"

Blood and Flesh Realm.

The realm skill of the Decay Demon Apostle.

When activated, it will make all targets immerse in blood and flesh killing, using insects to create the illusion of enemies. For example, if the elves' enemy is the demon race, they will have the illusion of killing demons crazily.

But in reality, they are all wasting their physical strength and mana in vain. These powers are all absorbed by the insects and converted to Eris.

And now, Eris is unhappy because...

In the center of the elf camp, a green barrier was flickering with light.

In the center of the barrier, an elder elf was floating in the air, using the power of nature to awaken the other elves and drive away the insects in Eris' domain.

Seeing her beloved insects all being driven away, Eris, who was holding a "doll," became angry and wanted to increase the power of the domain, revealing her true form as a decay demon.

The insects that returned, crawled into Eris' skirt, rapidly expanding her body from a few dozen pounds of weakness to several hundred pounds of butcher fat. The doll in her hand also twisted and deformed, turning into a terrifying fleshy maggot.

The insects that were just dispersed by the elven elder's barrier are now coming back in droves, as if they have been strengthened. Like a large black piece of locusts, they use their sharp mouthparts to constantly tear and eat at the natural barrier.

The range of the barrier began to shrink rapidly, and the elven elder in the center wrinkled her brow and had to kneel on one knee to support it with difficulty. Those elves who had lost their protection were quickly invaded by insects again and screamed in pain.

"Hehe~, this is right. Eris will turn everyone into her toys. Then we can play together forever, hehe."

The thick neck, the fat brain, and the long tongue covered with mucus, Eris, who had revealed half of her "Decay Demon true form," had turned into a huge monster and was excitedly shaking her head at the elves below.

But the next moment,

"Ouch~!" Eris cried out in pain.

Dian, floating in the sky, wearing a brown robe and a mysterious and elegant raven mask, used his raven staff to hit Eris's head.

"Wuu, Dian hit Eris. It hurts~!"

"Stop it Eris. His Majesty's orders are to let these elves surrender and lose their resistance, not to kill them, let alone turn them into your toys."

Faced with Dian's persuasion, the decay demon was still reluctant, and Eris licked her tongue, looking greedily at the elves' flesh and blood.

Seeing this, the sorcerer demon said coldly, "What? Do you want His Majesty to hate you?"

This sentence seemed to make Eris suddenly come to her senses.

Her monstrous body, which had been swelling, quickly shrank, and her fat, rotten belly completely dissolved into insects and hid in her skirt again.

In the blink of an eye, Eris turned back into a thin and frail-looking little loli with slender limbs and a sickly face.

And the bloody maggot next to her.

It seemed to have not reacted yet, but was kicked by Eris with a small leather shoe and quickly shrank its body back into Eris' hand as the "doll" it was at first.

"I don't want"

"Eris is the king's important family member... Eris... don't want to be hated by... family member."

After letting Eris retract her true form and find her reason, the decay demon's task had been completed, and there was no need for Eris for the next part of the plan.

Dian turned to look at the few elves who were still able to stand in Eris's domain.

There were about 200 elves in total in the camp.

After Eris' Blood and Flesh domain, only a dozen or so elves were left standing.

These remaining elves were all huddled together with the barrier as their core.

Although they appeared to have drawn their weapons and were ready to fight, it was not difficult to see from their trembling legs and shaking hands that they were terrified and timid.

The only reason they were still holding on and not running away or surrendering was because of the elder in the center.

Although the decay demon's Blood and Flesh Domain was a weakened version with limited power, the elf elder was able to maintain her clarity and even awaken her tribe members, allowing them to maintain a few points of combat intent. This elder of the elf tribe was indeed somewhat capable.

Dian nodded in appreciation.

"Madam, can you tell me your name?"

Dian had always been fond of excellent magicians.

However, to the elder Nazha, the sorcerer's question was no different from asking a wolf for a New Year's greeting. She immediately replied coldly: "If I tell you, will you let us go?"

"Sorry, whether or not to let you go, only his Majesty can decide. I have no authority to interfere, but at least from his Majesty orders, you don't need to worry about your safety."

Although Dian was trying to persuade her to surrender, Nazha clearly did not believe the demon race's lies at all.

She was already prepared to fight to death.

Thorns spread from Nazha's feet, and the plants began to grow wildly. The ancient trees in the forest bent and moved towards Nazha's position.

In just a few breaths, a huge tree man formed by the power of nature, like the most loyal guard, standing in front of the elves.

'Ancient Tree Giant'

'Sixth-tier high level summon.'

'With the double enhancement of her own domain and the forest terrain it was summoned without fail?'

'Indeed, not bad'

Dian gave the evaluation of "not bad."

Then,

The sorcerer demon stretched out his raven staff and lightly pointed it at the ancient tree giant, which was about eight or nine meters high.

A small flame that seemed insignificant ignited from the staff, floated gently towards the roaring ancient tree giant.

The huge ancient tree giant and the small flame formed a stark visual contrast.

However, the moment the flame touched the ancient tree giant's body, it became a raging fire in an instant.

In just two or three second, the fire swallowed the giant tree, who was struggling in vain.