Blood Elf Monarch Chapter 219
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Tristan's attention immediately locked into the notifications that stated his battle power had increased and the new skill. The sight of these two notifications quickly made him feel the 20.000 Blood Essence spent on the upgrade extremely worth it. His heart, which actually ached, when he splurged that much of Blood Essence quickly healed and eased by them.
[Blood Essence 6050]
The remaining Blood Essence should be enough for multiple battles. Even if it wasn't, Tristan shouldn't have anything to worry about as he had more targets to extract Blood Essence off gathered right in front of him.
Tristan stretched his entire body, from up to bottom, from the head down to the legs. His body felt as if it was a suppressed bomb, where it carried an untold amount of energy but had no means to discharge it. In addition, Tristan could also feel the new stage of Blood Monarch came with even more urge for blood.
While Tristan was feeling the newfound power he had gotten himself, the blind and crippled Prince Elroth was still busy fighting against the elves, doing his thing amidst the latter
Initially, the battle between the two parties seemed to be one-sided. However, the situation gradually changed when there were only a few elven warriors left. The reason for that was because even though the elven warriors were nearly annihilated, the three elven nobles were still alive.
Thanks to the absence of the elven warriors, the blind elf lost his medium of diversion, distraction, and obstruction. After all, the elven warriors had basically been acting as his protection.
Now that they were almost gone, the situation in the battlefield gradually came to a standstill.
The blind elf, Elroth was seen throwing multiple kinds of water spells to the remaining elves, which managed to flung them away or kept them at distance - giving no chance for the latter to reach him. Meanwhile, the elven nobles who couldn't do anything besides defense also didn't do poorly as they blocked and deflected every spell Elroth sent at them.
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In the end, none of the elven nobles managed to even touch a fabric of his cloth, and neither could he deliver enough damage to stop or possibly kill them.
It appeared that water element spells weren't the best choice for offensive in a fight, as water didn't exactly have the most destructiveness.
From the three elven nobles, Tristan discovered that the female dagger user was the most annoying as she kept trying to find an opening on Elroth's move, which certainly irritated the latter to some degree. In the meantime, the spear user was giving his all to relentlessly chase the blind elf till kingdoms come.
However, Elroth managed to take advantage of their desperation to kill the remaining elven warriors. He jumped between two elven warriors, and the next moment, the spear user had successfully killed his subordinates - piercing through them like a chicken skewer.
The blind prince continued to jump around, dodging the attack sent by the frenzied spear user while laughing wickedly.
There were times when he was nearly caught by the elven nobles, but Elroth was still able to stop himself and them using his [Ice Barrier] spell.
Tristan could see the only reason why those nobles managed to get a hit was because the prince being blind gave him slower reaction speed and had to depend fully on his Katra.
But then again, Tristan was sure that the blind prince was still playing around and hadn't gone all out. For some unknown reason, he decided to not show his real power.
Knowing it wasn't wise for them to dwindle around here any longer, Tristan decided to join the fray and speed up the business.
The first target that Tristan chose to test his newfound strength was the elven noble wielding the bow.
Just when the said noble focused his attention onto Prince Elroth, waiting for the opportune moment to release the fully-drawn arrow, in that split second, Tristan sped toward him.
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The elf, who partially kept his attention on Tristan's group, couldn't believe his eyes when he saw how much speed Tristan showed. In the blink of an eye, Tristan had arrived in front of him and the elven noble only managed to dodge half a step before his body stopped in its tracks. He used all the strength he had to jump away, only to fall headless on the ground.
The other two elven nobles were quickly alarmed. Seeing the two distracted and their attention leaving him, Elroth swiftly took advantage of it by catching the spear and dashing in to touch the spear wielder's shoulder.
[Freezing Touch]
A powerful Tier 4 spell erupted from Elroth's hand, and in seconds, the said elf had turned into an ice statue
The sight of her companion turned into a literal block of ice immediately made the last remaining elven noble, the dagger-wielding woman casted [Slip Stream] and used her enhanced speed to flee towards the woods.
However, Tristan unexpectedly showed a massive grin as he saw the woman's figure sped into the trees.
How could he not though? It was time to test how fast he could move.
Previously, when Tristan fought the Forlorn elder in the mine, he was unable to follow his speed. But this time, for each two steps the woman took, Tristan already ran three steps. Hence, he quickly caught up to the former and sent the sword in hand right ahead of her path.
Spllaattttt!
The elf woman was split in two and blood splattered all over him.
With her death, all the elves who chased them had died.
Abruptly, a loud shout distracted Tristan when he was about to do his usual routine of extracting.
"You!! Hey!! Yes, you! A crippled person needs help here!?
Tristan quickly gave a glance at Chieng, and the space knight went to help the shouting man.
Now that there were no more enemies, Tristan once again smiled.
"More time to feast!"
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