Blood Elf Monarch

Growwlll!  Rrooaarr!!!

"Darkwolves!!"

As far as the eyes can see, hundreds of wolflike creatures were charging towards them.

They have pitch black fur, and when they stood, they stand tall, twice the size of an adult man. Large, defined limbs and sharp claws glinted under the light, and their eyes looked rabid and cruel. Tristan would believe it if these wolves were called demon wolves.

Using the scanner, Tristan stared at the creature. Within moments, a few lines appeared in front of his eyes.

[Dark Wolves]

[Magical creatures - level 70]

"Wow, they really aren't kidding."

Not just there are hundreds of them, all are powerful creatures.

The group of 60 elves were fighting hundreds of high-leveled magical creatures.

With such a level of strength, Tristan has no time to kid around and created two swords constructed with the help of his [Blood Synthesis].

The blades appeared just in time for him to greet one of the creatures with a mighty swing of his blade.

Splllaaatttt

Like a hot knife through butter, the attack managed to split the wolf in two. His [Blood Synthesis] sword has strength equivalent to a tier 4 weapon, and if it couldn't kill these creatures instantly Tristan would quickly run back into the mist.

As if called by the scent of blood from its brethren, more creatures surround Tristan and came charging at him. Right as he raised his sword, multiple fireballs exploded in front of his eyes, each blast powerful enough to throw those creatures away from him. The wolves landed on the ground with a massive thud, leaving them in pain.

Tristan glanced towards the source of the magic and saw that it was Illiana's fire magic that supported him.

"Ha! You're being a great wife, aren't you?" Tristan joked

However, right as Tristan were about to celebrate his victory, the dark wolves that were burned and writhing in pain a mere few seconds ago slowly stood again. Plumes of black smoke could be seen coming out from their wounds, but it was not smoke from Illiana's fire, the smoke was coming from the wolves' body.

"That's a high-level regeneration ability!"

As the wolves started to surround them again, Illiana got annoyed, and she cast her spell, summoning multiple blades made of shadows. With a wave of her hand, the blades dashed like boomerangs, and cut the wolves into pieces. It was a high rank Darkness magic that were not inferior to Tristan's Blood Synthesis construct.

Once again, Tristan was impressed with his new wife.

"Here more of them are coming, wife!"

The two fought back to back, covering each other's weaknesses and plowing through the swarm of wolves.

As he moved and slashed the black creatures back and forth with his wife, Tristan glanced towards the high elves' warrior saint. They gradually pushed the creatures back and slowly formed a long defense formation.

He saw first hand how the gold-armored elves raised their curved blade upwards and spun it together, cutting apart the creatures that stood in their way like meat grinders.

Dozens of the wolves roared in pain, unable to pass such tight defense lines.

Tristan had to admit, the 50 saint warriors were probably the strongest army he had ever seen. Even with a quick glance, he could tell each of them are stronger than Siegfried or Sterling, his strongest general.

If the 50 saint elves could defend themselves, certainly all Magus also could.

Leena was floating in the air while using plant magic to conjure vines all around her. With them, she captured and strangled all the wolves who came too close. As more wolves came, she noticed they could reattach their bones, and she took out her tier 5 weapons, long silver whips.

While strangling them with the plants, she swung her whips around, cutting apart and killing the wolves she had binded.

Haladar, the king of Mirkwood elves, fought alongside the young Mirkwood elves. The elderly elf slammed on the ground, creating a wave of energy that spread on the ground. Rocks and dust started to gather and form into multiple huge stone golems that proceeded to crush the dark wolves, while the young elves shot their crossbows, turning each wolf into a pincushion.

Meanwhile, the powerful king of dark elves, King Vizier, fought empty handed yet still managed to slaughter them like it was nothing. With his bare hands, he caught the creatures that dared to come close and tore them apart from their jaws. Even as more and more creatures came, he stood his ground. He was like a mountain, and none of the creatures could push or hurt him.

Castian cut a few of the light wolves using his blade of light. As a few wolves attempted to surround him, he floated into the air and gave a command to the skinny Elder Kolvar. As the order resounded in the air, the elder shouted the name of his spell.

[Frost Nova]

As the words left his mouth, the one-mile range in front of him turned freezing cold. Dozens of the wolves charging at them instantly turned into frozen statues.

The other elder high elves dashed forward and swung a large hammer before slamming it in the ground, creating a shockwave that shattered the frozen wolves into pieces.

From high up, Castian's expression changed, and he warned the others.

"Be prepared! More are coming!!'

Right at his warning, the new wave of wolves charged at them. This time, the swarm was twice the size of the one before, and there were half a dozen of them which were different.

Creatures two times bigger than the other wolves and ran on two limbs. The creature looked exactly like a werewolf on steroids.

HOWWLLLL!

As the large werewolf creatures howled, the other dark wolves turned frenzied.

Tristan glanced at the creatures, scanned them, and saw an information came to his mind

[Night wolves]

[Mythical creatures - level 40]

"Mythical creatures!!"

Mythical creatures are beings that are as strong as a dragon. Even if it said level 40, its actual strength was comparable to a level 100 magical creature.

One of these mythical monsters was able to brokes the powerful elves' defensive lines, bite off one of the poor saint warrior heads parts.

Howwwllll!!

The elven warriors quickly pierced their swords toward the creature, however, the creature can still rage on and throw these saint elven warriors away.

Apparently, It also has the powerful regeneration ability, even more, feasible than the dark wolves.

The battle just raised to a new level of madness.

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Written by Avans, Published exclusively by W.e.b.n.o.v.e.l,