Chapter 409 The Red-Hated Wolf Who Eats Sour Apples
In the outside world, in the desert area that was not as hot as the fierce battlefield on the other side, there was a woman of the wolf tribe walking leisurely in the desert, wearing a red hat and red clothes covering her whole body, holding a basket in her hand. The basket full of apples was walking alone in the middle of the desert. The name was Veron, the Wolfming (Red-Hated Wolf), an eighth-level mage, with gray hair reaching her waist, and deep red eyes. He watched the battle of Ae without showing any expression. «If I don't cooperate now, that Golden Lion will definitely kill me. I feel disgusted just thinking about its face.» Veron was one of the twelve divine beasts, the twelfth divine beast.
Veron threw the basket with a very beautiful face, covered in red all over his body, and his heart was extremely thirsty for blood. «I want to try eating a god once and see what it tastes like.» He threw the basket containing the apples onto the ground. Veron used the seventh magic, «Little Girl Basket.» A deep red basket appeared. The flowers are so colorful that it can be called a blood flower basket, gray mixed with white. There is a pattern of a red wolf holding the hand of a woman wearing a gray cloak. Both hands are secretly opened through the hands. The apple is white. Veron uses the eighth magic «Crazy Wolf Pack». A large number of lightning wolves emerge from the basket, jumping out continuously until there are a lot of them. The lightning wolves howl loudly. The gray eyes are red lightning. They are wolves as big as Veron. There are hundreds of them.
The red wolves start to howl. Huuuuuuuuu!!!! The combined sound is loud. The red wolves run forward at a blazing speed. Whoosh! ... The golden needle stabbed him nonstop. Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom. Red lightning sparks exploded all over the sky. Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.
The giant wolf bit the light sword and scattered in large numbers like before. Boom, boom, boom. The wolf rushed towards him but couldn't get very far before stopping because the amount of papers in the sky was already full. There was no way to get to him. Oriji who was at the snake's forehead was cut in half by the light sword. Boom!!! Oriji quickly jumped back to get away from him. The arrow spell Borin shot down from a high place and floated down towards A, but the light book was created to block it. Boom, boom. In the throne room, Borin who was sitting stood up and raised his left hand to the sky. He raised both his hands to the sky. The number of green arrows increased continuously. Now, a large amount of green light shot into the sky. Boom, boom, boom, boom.
Oriji quickly slithered away from A at high speed. The person closest to A was Direk, and the person who was at the back was Rinda. Time passed and the number of green arrows increased. The book of light also shot into the defense. Boom boom boom boom. The Elves looked up at the sky and saw that the amount of green light was increasing. Brorin who raised both hands clasped both hands together. A large green arrow shot into the sky at a high speed. Brorin's green lotus was continuously destroyed. Boom boom boom boom boom.
A created a giant needle and spun at high speed, aiming at Brorin who was shooting green magic towards himself. Brorin who was looking through the green lotus was shocked. "Seriously? "A large golden needle shot into the sky towards the Elf nation at a high speed. A who was starting to fill up the sky with paper until there was no more space to put it, a separate body was created. The number of fake A's kept increasing. Boom boom boom boom. The fake A aimed both hands at Direk who was the closest. The beam of light started to gather and prepared to shoot at him. Direk whose magic power was running out sighed. "That's all." The beam of light shot at Direk's black ball. Boom boom. The black ball was destroyed.
Direk used the fifth spell, «Wait Shadow», the darkness took Direk away from the attack of the fake body A. Boom. A's paper started to attack accurately every time. The situation was Direk's side that was at a disadvantage instead. Direk disappeared to the side of Rinda who was fighting with the fake body of A. Boom. Boom. "How is it?" Direk shook his head. "Too good. That blonde woman didn't give us a chance to get close." Direk spoke without a disappointed tone, but accepted his opponent. Rinda started to think about what to do next. "So what do we do next? Should we retreat first so that we can prepare more?" Direk was quiet for a while. The wind from the force of the fight floated for a while. Fufufufufu. "We can't retreat. If we let that woman rampage any longer, we will suffer too much damage. And each tribe will definitely not think of sending another level eight. Because they sent two people to help already. Rinda nodded while protecting Direk who was meditating. "But they sent them already. Just adding one more person is enough."
Direk shook his head. "They agreed to send them to help because they were afraid of our Elf King. Who would dare to cause trouble with an attack that could be sent anywhere? Plus, since they showed their willingness to cooperate, there's no need to think too much about whether this plan will fail or not. Even we didn't think about sending more. They wanted to protect their home country with all their might. Originally, this round of battle, they could win or lose. They didn't want to win that much, so they only sent you and Barron."
Rinda nodded to fight without any difficulty from the incoming needle paper. "That means they sent me to investigate, right? And anyway, the kid who was taken away won't survive anyway. So it doesn't matter who it is. Just tell the whole world that we're trying our best to fight. To help the child, then there is no right to complain. Direk looked at A who was full of papers. "If we start to lose after fighting, prepare to escape.".
Time passed, the golden needle that floated across the country reached its destination and started to land in the country of the Elf tribe. With a size as big as a house, Plomit used the seventh magic, "Thunder God's Spear", a green spear with lightning patterns, the tips of the spear were bent on both sides with a slightly pointed end. Plomit shot into the sky, Plomit, and swung the green lightning spear at him to prevent the golden needle from flying in. "It's gone." Boom, a large lightning bolt in the shape of a spear cut the needle into pieces. Plomit looked ahead and admired his own work. "You're pretty good. You can shoot from such a long distance so accurately. The distance you went to was the Elf King's castle, right?" Plomit flew down at high speed and continued to drink tea without paying attention to anyone, acting as if nothing had happened.