The game has become a real alternate world

The blow landed.

Kana stood there shaking his hand; the punch had even made his hand ache.

He turned his head to look.

Those impulsive elves were already all lying in front of Alyris and the others.

It was evident these elves were very young; judged by human standards, they could only be called teenagers.

Though they had the advantage of being a longevity species of elves, their level and constitution were inferior.

"A bunch of giant babies." Kana rudely cursed.

Although it was the first time these elves heard such a term, just the literal meaning made it clear what it meant.

"What did you say, you hairless monkey?" The young elf boy restrained by Alyris's blood cursed, his face flushed.

"Slap!"

Alyris, who bound him, slapped him hard on the face without hesitation.

The elf looked incredulous, turned to look at Alyris, only to see Alyris's cold eyes.

Within her blood-red pupils seemed to lurk a dangerous aura.

"Shut your mouth, you pointy-eared giant baby."

"You… even my parents never…"

"Slap!"

Alyris slapped him again.

"I'm not your parents."

Bobo and Beget, standing in the back, were flushed with excitement.

Unlike the others, they had truly experienced interactions with those cursed arrogant elves.

Seeing those arrogant guys being humiliated like this made them jump with joy.

"Them, cut, dead?" Grey Fang, who landed with his winged dragon, asked, holding an elf as well.

Bobo quickly shook his head beside him: "No, a lesson is enough."

Looking at the current situation,

Heiswantha's face was covered with sweat, knowing things were going awry.

Maxim next to him looked grim.

At this time, Mig, whom Kana had knocked flying, got up: "You damn short-liver."

He yelled, picking up a curved saber and charged, faintly glowing with a green light.

Clearly, he was dissatisfied with the earlier failure, as he merely intended to teach his opponent a lesson without using his full power.

The light even enveloped the blade, significantly boosting his speed.

Rushing toward Kana, he spread his left hand's palm, unleashing an airwave-like force aiming at Kana.

This scene made Kana grimace.

These elves in reality were even more annoying than he thought.

Kara's suppression just now had already clearly demonstrated the disparity in strength between the enemies.

Heiswantha quickly shouted: "Wait, stop!"

He even tugged Maxim beside him.

But Maxim just kept a grim face, without stopping them verbally.

Since they didn't appreciate the courtesy, Kana couldn't be bothered to hold back anymore.

A fireball formed in his hand, tossed straight out.

The fireball exploded with the sonic wave.

The exploding sparks obscured the front view.

Yet Kana charged through the fire, surprising Mig who didn't expect that.

Facing Kana's attack, he couldn't withstand even two hits; this human was even stronger than he faced earlier.

He felt his attacks were full of flaws, like a child throwing punches recklessly, easily allowing the enemy to exploit openings.

He hadn't even realized why it happened.

Lightning surged from the Silver Sword, flooding into him following Kana's swing.

Kana's Warrior's Sword slashed upwards, cutting through the slightly marked Elf Armor.

Forcing a gash directly, a bloodmark cut across Mig's body.

Lifting a foot, he kicked him to the ground.

His right hand raised high, magic power gathered to form a fireball, swelling rapidly.

This time Maxim finally spoke: "Wait, human, this is a misunderstanding."

However, Kana ignored it.

These elves needed a lesson; they still harbored that damn useless pride of the elves.

The fireball slammed down toward the fallen elf.

"Damn it!"

Maxim shouted, thrusting his hands forward hard.

The Mage's Hand appeared beside Mig, pulling him away while casting a Magic Shield on him.

Half of the fireball hit the shield, while the other half hit the ground, blasting a large hole.

The explosive firelight shot up to the sky.

"You really intended to kill him!" Maxim's hand held a long staff, even equipped with a blade tip.

This was evidently gear blending weapon and magic staff.

"Oh? Weren't you the ones who attacked first? Picking up a weapon means having the resolve for death."

Responding bluntly, Kana added: "Stow away your arrogance, elves. Your fame and pride are worthless here. The glory of your ancestors bears no significance with us. Time hasn't filled your minds, only inflated your arrogance."

This remark made anger flare in the eyes of these elves.

Seeing the tension escalating.

Heiswantha hurriedly stepped in between, waving his hands.

"Alright, these are all misunderstandings, forget what just happened."

After speaking, he turned toward Kana's direction with an apologetic look: "I humbly ask you to release these pitiful children, they just underwent battle, losing comrades and partners in blood, driven by hatred and anger clouding their minds.

I apologize for their impulsiveness, please forgive them."

He then bowed deeply to express his apology.

However, Alyris and the others ignored him, instead looking over at Kana.

"Let them go."