“Unexpectedly simple. It seems you underestimated your position in that little girl’s heart.”
Xinliezhi flapped his wings as he looked at Leah, who was biting her lip.
His tone was calm.
“But you deceived her.”
“Her body has been completely absorbed by Slaanesh as nourishment. Even if you eventually destroy it, the soul without a physical form will naturally dissipate.”
“What you just said…”
“Shut up!”
Leah’s chest heaved violently.
Her hands trembling, she asked.
“Tell me, what should I do next.”
“My, my, you’re angry.”
Seeing that Leah’s sword was already coated with douqi, Xinliezhi wisely skipped over this topic.
“Wait, wait for Slaanesh to show a flaw, then it will be your turn.”
‘Wait?’
Winnidith looked up at the sky.
The spirit threads that the phantom body relied on for survival were almost completely destroyed by the corrosion of the fire lines and toxins.
Inside the Sacred Tree, the resistance of the Light Elf and Dark Elf, who served as the core, made it difficult for Slaanesh’s consciousness to reach its body.
Outside the City of Emerald Shadows, Bella and Evian were shaking the foundations of its thousand-year reign.
‘Everyone is working hard, but at this moment, she could only wait?’
Meow~
The spirit cat formed from spiritual power nuzzled her cheek affectionately, as if comforting her not to be nervous or anxious.
All their efforts were just so that she could smoothly swing that blade.
On the other hand, Xinliezhi looked at the spirit cat, which was of the same essence as itself, and curiously hopped over.
“Is this your spirit totem?”
The deep blue raven hopped around the spirit cat, causing its fur to bristle.
It swung its paw at the raven.
Although it dodged quickly, Xinliezhi still had a few feathers plucked.
It flew onto Leah’s shoulder and calmly commented.
“Fierce one.”
“You started it. How come…!”
Suddenly, all their gazes turned to the sky.
They saw thousands of spirit threads growing exceptionally thick.
And the only one who could stir up so many emotions in such a short time was Isabella!
“Sacred Tree! Are you the salvation of the Elven race from disaster? Or a new calamity!”
“If you are calamity, why did you save us? If you are salvation, why turn us into your puppets!”
In the clearing, Evian, who had been performing strenuously for half an hour, finally reached the climax.
She wore the Golden War Armor, playing the role of Anaris pointing his sword at the huge phantom body in the sky.
The music reached its climax the moment her sword finger pointed.
“Tell me the truth! Who are you!”
“Why did you harm my people! Tell me! Slaanesh!!!!”
Slaanesh!!!
Following Evian’s sword finger, the many elves looking at the phantom body trembled.
Countless electrical signals surged in their brains.
The emotions of fear or anger were instantly drained by the spirit threads the moment they were born, and transmitted to the deepest part of the Sacred Tree.
This was the medicine it relied on to survive.
But when the dosage suddenly increased sharply in a short time, it needed a moment to digest.
And that moment was the key to turning the tide.
‘Well done.’
Alvain, who was already full of holes, saw a moment of sluggishness in Slaanesh’s consciousness.
He completely abandoned all his self-awareness and transformed his soul into a golden light sword, speeding toward its heart.
In an instant, the entire dim space was filled with dazzling light.
“Light!”
Vilda, who was about to be completely enveloped by black mud, saw this light and frantically crawled outward.
Even if she died, she wanted to die in the light.
“Now!”
Xinliezhi flapped his wings and flew high into the sky.
The entire bird turned into a deep blue meteor flying in reverse, crashing into the illusion in the sky.
Crack!
As if the mirror that had always existed had been shattered, the illusion in the sky was no longer perfect.
In its heart, there was a huge hole the size of a person!
“Leah!”
Winnidith turned, only to find Leah already flying into the air, sword in hand.
No incantation needed.
The eight elements that formed the world consciously gathered around her.
Then, under the compression of mana, the eight elements gradually fused together.
Wind, wood, and light were extremely gentle elements.
With their intervention, water, earth, fire, and thunder merged smoothly.
Only the dark element, which stood opposed to all elements, remained.
It was the most difficult element to control.
As a Light Elf, Leah had never used any dark magic before.
She took a deep breath and tried to integrate the dark element into the small ball formed by the fusion of seven elements.
But the result surprised her.
The dark element moved smoothly according to her will, without any conflict with the light element, its greatest enemy.
Leah suppressed the myriad emotions surging in her heart.
At this moment, the eight elements had completely transformed into a white ball in her right palm.
She only needed to throw it to the ground, and the entire City of Emerald Shadows would be reduced to ashes in a glorious explosion.
But this was not enough!
Leah covered the King’s Sword with all her douqi.
Then she did something that would shock the entire world—she attempted to fuse magic and douqi!
Everyone knew that mana and douqi were destined to be incompatible since the gods created them.
Those with excellent douqi could never use magic.
Similarly, those with excellent magic talent could never cultivate douqi.
But everyone also knew that there was one exception to this absolute.
That was the Elven King.
Fusing all one’s mana and douqi into one was the strongest killing move the Elven King could perform.
Five hundred years ago, the Elven King Elwin used this move to behead the strongest Saint Realm expert of the Orc Tribes.
Now, Leah recreated that scene from that day.
This was her first time performing it, but she had no idea how many times the King’s Sword had performed it.
The sword resonated with the familiar power, guiding their fusion like a kind elder.
Soon, all the power returned to the sword.
No flashy effects, no terrifying aura.
It lay calmly in Leah’s hand, as if the fusion had failed.
But if the fusion had failed, how could it be so calm?
Leah charged into the phantom body’s wound with her sword.
With a gentle swing of her arms, a white semicircular sword aura followed.
It was as unadorned as its name—”Elven King.”
But the next moment, the beautiful phantom body began to swell rapidly, turning into a hideous fat ball in the blink of an eye.
Inside the phantom body, the sword aura of “Elven King” was unstoppable.
Countless black mud blocked its path, but it cut through them effortlessly.
Wherever it passed, darkness ceased to exist.
What remained was only light.
“Leah.”
Vilda’s eyes filled with tears the moment she saw it.
‘How wonderful. At the last moment, I finally saw you.’
She opened her arms, embracing the arriving sword aura as if to embrace Leah.
Boom!!!
As if the sky shattered in an instant, the enormous illusion finally exploded due to internal imbalance.
Leah’s body shook several times in the aftermath of the explosion.
In the end, her drained body completely lost control in the gale and fell from the high altitude to the ground with the blast wave.
And as she fell, Leah finally saw it—on the huge canopy of the Sacred Tree, that thread from outside the world.
“Winnidith!!!”
Enduring the pain of her damaged internal organs, Leah shouted loudly toward the ground.
No need for her reminder.
Winnidith had already rushed up with the Spirit Blade in hand.
Sai Lin Na’s research flashed through her mind:
“The descending Four Gods are merely projections of the four beings in Subspace into this world. If you cut off their connection to the world, the descending projections will disappear completely.”
And now, she saw Slaanesh’s connection to the world!
“This all… should end now!!!”
Aiming at that light pink thread, Winnidith swung the Spirit Blade with all her might.