Suddenly, Joelson's figure disappeared.

Before Wendell could react, he had already risen into the air and crashed heavily onto the ground.

Joelson gripped his neck with his left hand, and a sharp ice blade materialized in his right hand, pressing against Wendell's neck.

"You should be glad that you're an elf, or you'd be dead by now."

Wendell glared at Joelson indignantly. He had a feeling that he would kill him if he had the ability.

Suddenly, Joelson shook him off and turned into a phantom as he rushed in the direction of the Moonlight Priest.

Joelson's target was the Moonlight Priest. He completely ignored the Hurricane Python and the other two who were in his way.

Flames erupted and a ferocious and terrifying figure broke free from the void.

It recklessly charged forward.

Bang!

A loud sound rang out, and dust flew in all directions.

Two ferocious giant pythons blocked Du Lu's path.

Under the instructions of Joelson, Du Lu raised his head and pounced on his old opponent, the giant Hurricane Python, without any hesitation.

A dragon and a python trembled together, and flames and lightning interweaved.

The giant Hurricane Python was just about to go up and help when it saw two colors from the corner of its eye, blazing red and cold blue.

The clash of fire and water elements erupted.

The Hurricane Python shook its head in anger.

Although it couldn't do any real damage to it, it made it look very pathetic.

Joelson stood in front of it, and countless fire and water elements gathered toward him.

All of this happened too quickly. Before everyone could react, the battle had already erupted.

Everyone stared at Joelson in shock.

Bradley and the others were especially shocked.

Had Joelson gone mad?!

How could he dare to attack in the Elven Holy Land?!

"It's not powerful enough, is it?"

Joelson stared at the Hurricane Python as if he was talking to himself.

"Then be stronger!"

Level up!

Over the past three months, he had accumulated enough experience points to level up to tier 7.

"Fire meteor!"

"Frost fall!"

Several meteors made of fire and frost fell from the sky, gradually merging with each other.

They formed a ball of magic elements that was filled with explosive and unstable aura and smashed on the head of the Hurricane Python.

Boom!

The Hurricane Python's body tilted as if someone had hit it on the head.

A tier 7 spell that combined fire and water. It was close to tier 9 and could finally pose a threat to it.

The Hurricane Python let out an angry roar, but it soon revealed a hint of helplessness.

Joelson's identity was very special, and it was very important to the handsome elves. It could not really hurt the other party.

The Moonlight Priest was standing behind it, and his spiritual power had always been locked on to it.

The sudden outburst of Joelson made Bradley and Herman look incredulous.

He had broken through so easily in the middle of the battle?!

Was this kid a monster?!

Their eyes were filled with horror, and they even wondered if Joelson was also a giant dragon disguised as a human.

It was too unbelievable!

Moreover, Joelson was not even seventeen years old.

He was a dual-element seventh-tier mage and a seventh-tier knight.

Even in the central continent where they were from, Joelson could be considered a genius!

Wendell stared blankly at the battle between Joelson and the Hurricane Python, as well as the even more intense battle between the dragons and the ninth-tier Electric Python.

A trace of fear spread in his heart.

When he recalled what he had done when he was swallowed up by jealousy, Wendell's body began to tremble slightly.

The battle continued for a long time.

He knew that Joelson was standing in the same spot, panting heavily, and his powerful magic power was completely exhausted.

The battle between Du Lu and the tier 9 Electric Python was also over.

Du Lu's body was full of injuries, and he had obtained the final victory.

The most depressed was the Hurricane Python. The weaker it was, the more restrained it would be. It could only passively take a beating.

The surrounding faces were filled with shock and tremor, and their gazes were focused on Joelson.

Du Lu slowly flew back and slammed the tier 9 Electric Python's body into the ground, letting out low growls.

It was as if he was asking if Joelson wanted to continue.

Joelson's gaze was fixed on the Moonlight Priest.

There was no expression on the latter's face as if she was covered in a layer of ice.

Joelson jumped onto Du Lu's back and looked down at the Moonlight Priest from high up in the sky.

"Michelia."

Joelson spoke coldly, his soft voice reverberating in the air above the empty Elven Holy Land.

"I will come back one day, and I will take Leas away myself. You can't stop me."

After saying that, Du Lo turned around and flew toward the distant sky.

Everyone stared blankly at the back of Joelson riding on the giant dragon.

In a corner, Leas was crying. She looked at the black shadow in the sky, which was getting smaller and smaller, and said in a low voice, "Young Master Joelson."

...

The water of the Spring of Life in the wooden cup looked similar to ordinary water.

But upon closer inspection, one could see that it was emitting a faint layer of strange light.

Old Morgan solemnly picked up the wooden cup, his face unable to conceal the excitement on his face.

The water of the Spring of Life!

The legendary magical spring that could make people forever young.

He was just a small country baron, and now he should be called a viscount.

He actually had the chance to taste such a magical thing.

And his son had brought it for him.

Perhaps even the king of the Alcott Empire had never drunk such a precious thing.

Old Morgan sipped it as if he was tasting fine wine, which made even Beard, who was beside him, very envious.

He wanted to take a sip as well.

He wanted to return to his youth and regain his youthful appearance.

But it was impossible at that time.

When old Morgan finished drinking, a wonderful change happened almost immediately.

His slightly bent back slowly returned to normal, and his pale and sickly face became rosy.

The white hair on his head quickly disappeared, and even the wrinkles on his face were smoothed out.

In just a few seconds, he seemed to be twenty years younger, full of energy and vitality.

"Joelson, I feel now."

Old Morgan clenched his fists excitedly and said in a low voice, "Great!"

A faint smile finally appeared on Joelson's gloomy face.

He could feel that the dark power in old Morgan's body had completely disappeared.

"It's time for me to leave." Joelson said.

Old Morgan nodded. He knew that Joelson did not belong to the Baron's territory. He should be in a wider world.

Joelson looked at Beard.

The old man's body trembled and he immediately lowered his head.

He did not know what exactly Joelson had gone through on this trip.

Beard felt that this time, when Joelson came back, his aura had completely changed. He had become very dangerous.

Just standing next to him, he felt out of breath.

It was as if he was facing an active volcano that was about to erupt.

It was scary!