chapter 145 - Sixth-level battle, forced to retreat
Golden light collided with evil energy, and terrifying energy fluctuations spread outwards. The giant eagle was blown askew, spinning a few times in the air before quickly flapping its wings to stabilize its body.
Ai Long tightly gripped the back of the giant eagle's neck. Once the giant eagle stabilized, he stood up, his gaze fixed on the familiar figure in front of him.
"Clan Leader!"
Ai Long exclaimed in surprise. He hadn't expected the Clan Leader to come along.
"Mm."
Norduolin nodded slightly, his gaze piercing through the evil energy shield. When he saw the face within, a hint of sorrow and grief appeared in his eyes. Kaierlan, a companion he had befriended in his youth. Although they weren't from the same tribe, they often met at the semi-annual multi-tribal exchanges. Hundreds of years had passed, and the two had long become close friends, playing very important roles in each other's lives.
However, just a few years ago, Kaierlan suddenly disappeared during a war with the Dark Elves, with no further news.
He had thought Kaierlan had died in battle.
But he never imagined that when they met again, they would have become mortal enemies.
Kaierlan was the leader of the Dark Elves' battle group, a butcher who invaded and occupied their land, destroying their homes. And he himself had to bear the responsibility of a Clan Leader, to fight his former close friend to the death.
"Norduolin!!!"
Kaierlan glared at Norduolin, his voice almost squeezed through his teeth:
"Did you have someone do this?"
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"That's right! It seems he did it perfectly."
Norduolin replied calmly, while his hand was hidden behind his back, giving Ai Long a signal to retreat.
This time, Ai Long did not listen to the Clan Leader. Instead, he hid not far away, neither wanting to be a burden to the Clan Leader nor wanting to leave the Clan Leader to face the Dark Elves' leader alone.
If the situation went south, he would protect the Clan Leader even if it cost him his life.
Whoosh~
The Elf Clan Leader raised his hand, and space twisted with a piercing hum. A gigantic energy bow solidified in his palm.
With the bowstring drawn to its maximum, the arrows tore through the air, their trajectories leaving three golden cracks across the sky.
A cold laugh escaped Kaierlan's throat. Pitch-black evil energy erupted from the pores all over his body, transforming into a surging tide that blotted out the sky.
The putrid smell of sulfur, mixed with desperate roars, accompanied the tide. Wherever the tide passed, the air disintegrated inch by inch, and the ground cracked open with spiderweb-like fissures as if torn by an invisible giant claw.
When the golden arrows pierced into the tide of evil energy, they were instantly swallowed by the darkness as thick as tar, suppressing even the sound of the Explosion to a muffled rumble.
"He's grown stronger again." Norduolin's pupils constricted, and the sacred 纹 on his forehead lit up with dazzling golden light.
As he roared to the sky, the entire sky seemed to be torn open, revealing a golden curtain. Tens of thousands of energy arrows poured down from deep within the clouds, each imbued with the vitality of ancient forests and the 肅殺 of moonlight.
The moment the arrow rain and the evil energy tide collided, it was as if a second sun had burst open between heaven and earth.
A roar echoed through the sky, and the energy aftermath transformed into a hurricane that swept for over ten kilometers.
Countless distorted demonic faces emerged within Kaierlan's black tide, while Norduolin's arrow rain wove into a cage of light. The two forces were in a stalemate, but at their point of contact, spatial vortices exploded, sucking nearby withered trees and fallen leaves into nothingness.
Several kilometers away, Qin Tian was hidden in the shadows, a ripple appearing in his eyes.
The leap from Tier Five to Tier Six is a qualitative one. Tier Five Spiritual Energy Users can be said to be the backbone.
But Tier Six has officially entered the high-end combat power level. The aftershocks of a battle between two Tier Six powerhouses are enough to destroy a city.
"Norduolin, it's been over ten years, and you still haven't made any progress!"
Kaierlan's icy voice resounded through heaven and earth.
Norduolin did not get angry, merely stating calmly:
"My power was cultivated by myself. Does your power still belong to you?"
Upon hearing this, a hint of anger flashed in Kaierlan's eyes, and he shouted:
"Kaierlan, in human terms, you're just a frog in a well. Elf Star is just an insignificant planet in the vast universe. The Tree God you worship is nothing special in the grand scheme of the universe. But the evil god is the master of the universe, a true powerhouse standing at the peak of the universe."
"Before the evil god, the so-called Tree God is nothing more than a small sapling that can be extinguished with a wave of a hand. By following the evil god, I can gain unmatched power and eternal life. This is the only correct path!"
Norduolin said nothing. He knew that Kaierlan's faith had been completely twisted, and anything he said would be futile.
Now there was only one path: kill Kaierlan and let the Tree God purify that fallen, lost soul.
Kaierlan grabbed at the air, and evil energy condensed into a longsword. He and Norduolin had known each other for hundreds of years, and they understood each other's strengths and weaknesses very well.
Norduolin was an Elf Mage, not skilled in close combat, while Kaierlan happened to be an Elf Swordsman by origin.
Norduolin instantly saw through Kaierlan's intentions, his eyes narrowing. The golden spiritual energy pulsed and shimmered more actively around his body.
Just as Kaierlan was about to attack, he suddenly sensed a subtle aura locking onto him. Though very faint, it brought him a slight sense of threat.
Did Norduolin have a helper?
Kaierlan thought of the great Explosion that had occurred in the cave earlier. This must be the human Spiritual Energy User Norduolin had invited, who was now lurking nearby, poised like a viper.
After giving Norduolin a deep look, Kaierlan's evil energy erupted around him, enveloping his body.
Norduolin heightened his vigilance, golden energy held in reserve. However, after more than ten seconds, there was still no movement within the evil energy. Boom!
A golden energy arrow shot through the evil energy; it was empty inside. Kaierlan had run away!
"He ran?"
Norduolin frowned slightly. Today, he had come with the determination to be severely injured or even die, to exchange his life for Kaierlan's.
After all, in terms of raw strength, Kaierlan was superior to him.
But he hadn't expected that just as the battle was about to enter its climax, Kaierlan would actually run away.
"Clan Leader!"
Ai Long flew over on the giant eagle.
Norduolin looked at Ai Long, saying reproachfully, "Didn't I tell you to leave first?"
Ai Long {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} scratched his head, saying nothing.
Norduolin knew Ai Long's thoughts; the child was worried about him and unwilling to leave.
However, Ai Long had no idea how terrifying an opponent Kaierlan was. Staying would provide no help and would only cost him his young life.
"Don't do this again next time."
Norduolin patted Ai Long's shoulder.
"Yes!"
Ai Long promised, but whether he would change next time, only he himself knew.
"Let's go back. Kaierlan's battle group is probably completely annihilated. Next, we can reclaim this land."
Norduolin looked down at the flaming deep pit, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.
Who exactly is helping us?