Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree

"The Black Dragon! The Elves actually have an adult Black Dragon on their side!"

The Witch Demon King's pupils contracted at the sudden appearance of the menacing figure on the battlefield.

He was very certain that there were no Black Dragons residing near the Silent Alliance, so this Black Dragon could only have been brought by the Elves.

*How could they have tamed a Black Dragon, known for its fierce and untamable nature? Is there anything these Elves cannot do?*

*Who exactly are they?*

At this moment, the Witch Demon King felt that these strange Elves were becoming increasingly mysterious.

The sudden appearance of the Black Dragon once again disrupted the rhythm of the Dark Alliance's forces.

Under its breath, seven Gold Professionals responded hastily and were swiftly suppressed by the Black Dragon.

The adult Black Dragon possessed the strength of a Golden Rank.

This Black Dragon was no exception, its aura suggesting it was around the Gold Middle Rank.

However, as a golden species with the bloodline of ancient gods, a dragon's power was far beyond that of other creatures of the same rank.

Within their rank, they were invincible.

The Black Dragon unfurled its bat-like wings, began a dive, letting out an excited roar as it attacked the High-level Professionals of the Dark Alliance.

One against seven...

And with the Black Dragon's involvement, the tide of the battlefield once again leaned towards the Elves.

The Elf Army suddenly erupted with a deafening cheer, which quickly turned into a single name:

"Mairrel! Mairrel!"

"Mairrel... Is that the name of the Black Dragon?"

On the hills, Witch Demon King Pelonie gazed at the ferocious dragon pressing down on seven Gold Professionals, his eyes flickering.

His fists slightly clenched, suggesting that his heart was far from the calm facade he showed.

The appearance of the Black Dragon not only thwarted the counterattack of the Dark Alliance but also made matters worse for them.

Under the tangible dragon's might, the Dark Dwarves and Spirit Sucking Monsters trembled uncontrollably, and their combat power dropped considerably. Even the Undead were affected, becoming sluggish.

On the other hand, the Elves were invigorated, their spirits soaring, as they followed the Black Dragon's steps, launching another assault on the Dark Alliance's army.

Seeing this scene, Witch Demon King Pelonie could no longer sit still.

"I can't wait any longer."

He glanced back at the walls of the Death Holy City, making up his mind.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, chanting an incantation, summoning a giant web composed of bones to envelop the circling dragon.

At this moment, he couldn't resist making a move, attacking the Black Dragon with Legendary Power!

No one anticipated that the Witch Demon King would suddenly strike.

Only Great Temple Director Niel, who had been watching him from the wall of the Death Holy City, noticed his actions.

However, just as the Great Temple Director, who also possessed Legendary Power, was about to relax the divine arts defensive barrier to intervene, he abruptly stopped...

Because at the moment the Witch Demon King acted, the battlefield changed once more.

The ground suddenly trembled, a silver spider thread shot out from the soil, hitting the bone web summoned by the Witch Demon King, wrapping it into a ball.

Afterward, a massive black figure emerged from the earth.

It was a giant spider over thirty meters tall, clad in black insect armor, gleaming with a metallic luster. The golden patterns on its armor added an air of majesty and nobility to its appearance.

With a gentle pull of its thread, the bone web-wrapped ball returned to its front, which it swallowed whole, chewing like a snack...

"Legendary Spider Empress!"

The Witch Demon King's pupils contracted again.

At this moment, he finally understood why the Elves had Earth Cave Spider mounts. They had actually tamed an Earth Cave Spider Empress of Legendary Power!

And as the Earth Cave Spider Empress appeared on the battlefield, the cheers from the Elves became even more fervent.

Their morale soared once more, and everyone began an un fearless charge!

On the contrary, the Dark Alliance was quite the opposite.

This suddenly appeared terrifying monster became their breaking point, and the formation that they barely maintained under the Black Dragon's deterrence finally collapsed!

The first to collapse were the Goblins.

These cannon fodder creatures finally broke under the appearance of the Earth Cave Spider, not willing to confront the Elves' army, even if threatened with death from behind, and started their rout...

Then, it was the army composed of Dark Dwarves and Spirit Sucking Monsters.

From the start, they faced the combined forces of the Elves, and with the appearance of the Black Dragon and the Earth Cave Spider Empress, they too faced them directly.

With the collapse of the Goblins, they too crumbled...

The Undead Army, however, did not collapse.

But they encountered new enemies.

One by one, Earth Cave Spiders the size of washbasins drilled out from the ground, frantically entangling them and attempting to devour their metallic armor...

And with the appearance of these small Earth Cave Spiders, the Elves seemed even more enthusiastic.

They almost went wild, launching an assault on the Dark Alliance's forces!

This time, there was no suspense.

The Dark Alliance could finally endure no longer, completely falling into defeat!

On the hills, watching the army collapse, the high-ranking members of the Dark Alliance collectively fell silent.

They looked towards Witch Demon King Pelonie, only to find the legendary lich standing quietly...

He watched the shattered army being pierced by the Elves like mush, watching the Gold Professionals falling one by one under the joint pursuit of the Earth Cave Spider Empress and the Black Dragon, and fell into silence.

A moment later, the legendary lich who had unified the Dark City State Alliance let out a deep sigh:

"I have lost."

After the sigh, he suddenly turned his body, bowing slightly in the direction behind him, respectfully saying:

"Teacher, I have failed, and have not lived up to your and the True God's expectations of me..."

Seeing his actions, the surrounding high-ranking members of the Dark Alliance were slightly stunned, looking bewildered.

However, before they could ask anything, a profound and chilling pressure suddenly descended onto the battlefield...

In the midst, everyone on the battlefield seemed to hear an ancient sigh.

The sigh seemed to sound within everyone's hearts, possessing a compelling power that led people into despair. Everyone who heard this sigh became depressed, even feeling a faint urge towards nihilism or even suicide...

Not only that, those who heard the sound suddenly started to cough intensely, their bodies instantly becoming weak as though struck by illness.

Some even spat out mouthfuls of black foul blood, their essence and spirit visibly deteriorating at an alarming rate...

Meanwhile, all the undead present were suddenly enveloped in dense gray-black smoke.

Their aura quickly expanded, instantly freeing them from the Dragon's might...

The scattered bone fragments began to fly into the sky, constantly gathering until they formed a grim face made of bones.

After the grim face appeared, it looked in the direction of the Death Holy City, and a dignified, ancient voice resounded in the Underworld:

"Fenrir... don't sleep anymore."

"I have already sensed your presence. Now that you're awake, why pretend to be dead for so long?"

With these words, a deep pillar of light shot into the sky from the direction of the Death Holy City.

A resonant wolf's howl echoed from the depths of the earth.