Blood Elf Monarch Chapter 228
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In a matter of seconds, Tristan had regained his strength, which certainly surprised the Forlorn Prince greatly.
Tristan used both of his hands to grab the beam that was piercing his chest. It felt as though he was touching a burning chainsaw; as he touched it, his hand began to feel numb from the electrocution. But Tristan refused to give in. Immediately deciding to cast his [Heat Touch], within seconds, the beam had started to melt under his palms.
With the laser-like beam finally removed from his body, Tristan quickly stood up and cauterized the wound on his chest using his still burning hand. He winced as the gaping wound began to close.
Prince Janus was stupefied as he watched the scene that was unraveling before his eyes. Despite his utter shock, he began to smirk.
"You really are unique. What are you, really?"
Tristan ignored the prince's words and checked his remaining Blood Essence.
[Blood Essence - 6950]
The earlier fight had cost him more than 3000 Blood Essence points, but Tristan was confident he still had enough left in store to fight. He would see which would last longer; his undying body or the other elf's immortal body.
Tristan's hand started to glow red with fire, showing his opponent that he was preparing the [Fireball] spell once again.
Seeing this, the expression on the other elf grew amused. He began to scoff at Tristan, a condescending sneer plastered on his face. "Hahaha! Useless attempt."
Surprisingly, though, Tristan didn't throw the fireball at all. Instead, he dashed in closer, charging towards the elf. The elf confidently dodged him, thinking that Tristan will throw the fireball in his direction. But unexpectedly, he blasted the fireball not towards the elf, but to the ground beneath him.
Kabbbooommm!!!
Tristan used the momentum of the blast to quickly fling himself even faster towards the elf, and his aim was none other than to use his [Heat Touch] on one of the elf's vital points, such as his head or neck, or another body part that would ensure an effective blow.
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Unfortunately, just as soon as he touched the elf's neck, he was met with a mocking smile. Apparently, the elf had already predicted his move; he had already casted a [Thunder Wave] charge on his palm in preparation for his attack. Tristan quickly let the prince go and dodge away, barely being able to escape from the sheer force of it.
"Hahah!" The prince laughed triumphantly. "Your first move was indeed surprising, but this one is the same one you used against my men. What a shame. I thought you would have been more creative."
Once again, he was unable to outsmart the elf. The opponent had a very strong offensive spell and a literal immortal body. Tristan knew his chance of winning had dropped almost to zero, and he was forced into a corner.
At this moment, Serene, who was still constrained in the tight grip of the thorny vines, suddenly began to shout desperately in his direction.
"Tristan, just leave me already!" She screamed. "Go!"
Tristan looked at the girl and merely shook his head in response. She had just inadvertently reminded their enemy that they were holding his bait.
Just like he was afraid of, the Forlorn Prince shifted his aim towards Serene. "You might not die easily, but I'm sure the same couldn't be said for your princess."
Seeing the hand that could easily end her life, Serene once again shouted, "Just leave me now, or you will die!"
Tristan looked straight at her, a solemn expression on his face. "I told you already, wife... You are now my responsibility."
She always thought of those words as a simple joke that Tristan brought up when he wanted to tease her. But this time, hearing him saying them in such precarious conditions, as his body was covered by blood, both moved her immensely and frustrated her to no end.
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In the current situation, fight or flight no longer seemed to be an option for him. There was only one last choice that he could turn to.
"Wait!!" He held a hand up to the air, halting the prince in his tracks. "You win! Tell me what you want."
Tristan's sudden change seemed to intrigue the Forlorn prince as he began to put his hand down.
Upon seeing that the prince had let his guard down, he began to speak rapidly. "Listen. I know that you are planning to fight that bastard, the Arcadian King!"
He paused for a second before continuing.
"You know what? It's the same for me! In fact, he forced me to do this, and I couldn't resist because he was holding onto someone dear to me."
The last solution, the option that Tristan was currently attempting, was to negotiate. Working with the mad elf was not ideal, but he was willing to do anything to survive.
"I can help you!" Tristan quickly exclaimed when he saw that the Forlorn prince was actually contemplating his words. "Do you want Caerleon Town? I can give it to you! As long as you don't hurt my wife, we could work something out. So, what do you want?"
Silence fell between them as Tristan waited for the other elf's response. The answer he received stunned him.
"I want to see what you are actually made of!"
It turned out that there was no way to negotiate with a madman.
The Forlorn prince cast his [Lightning Ray] spell, and with Serene as a hostage, Tristan couldn't help but to accept this attack so that she would not be hurt by his actions. Two laser-like beams cut into his body, and thus, the pain he was feeling thus far had multiplied.
But just like before, despite the fact that he was in a lot of pain, Tristan's consciousness was not completely lost. He could still hear the echoes of the elf's laughter as he continued to electrocute his body.
Turning his head, Tristan could see Serene's panic-stricken face with tears running down her cheeks.
Moments later, he finally felt that he couldn't take it anymore, and his vision gradually filled with darkness.
Before his consciousness completely sank into the abyss, Tristan could hear a familiar voice. It was the blind elf, Elroth.
"Don't kill him, Janus! He's the Blood Elf!"
The last thing Tristan heard before he lost consciousness was the evil laugh of the Forlorn Prince.
"Really?! That's good news!! Hahaha!"
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