Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree-Chapter 1175 - 774: Oh, Another Newcomer Arrives?_2

Chapter 1175: Chapter 774: Oh, Another Newcomer Arrives?_2

Belial let out a sinister laugh, reaching for the pale-faced Elf Demigod Aurora.

He couldn’t wait to see her slender neck snapped by his own hands.

However, just as Belial was about to seize Aurora, a fierce wave of divine power suddenly erupted from a higher sky, and a golden Triumph Stone Gate appeared in the heavens.

Seeing the radiant Triumph Stone Gate and sensing the unnerving aura it exuded that frightened the Abyss Myth, his expression slightly changed.

In the next moment, golden light enveloped the sky, and amidst ethereal hymns, a beautiful and holy Goddess appeared above.

Upon seeing the characteristic silver hair and purple eyes, Belial’s eyes widened:

"Life Goddess!"

Then, without hesitation, he withdrew his extended hand and turned to flee!

You’ve got to be kidding!

That’s the Life Goddess!

A terrifying existence who single-handedly exterminated several myths, a lineup of Abyss Evil Gods dead by her hand!

Even though he was a genuine Abyss Myth, when facing her... the outcome could only be one.

Death!

Belial broke out in a cold sweat, cursing Leviathan’s unreliability.

They said the Life Goddess was sealed, so why did she suddenly appear?

At the same time, he realized something in his heart:

The retreating horn wasn’t because the Abyss encountered something...

It was because they were about to encounter something!

Accompanied by terrifying divine power fluctuations, an immense pressure came from behind.

The powerful energy surge felt like a blazing sun appearing behind him.

Noting the terrifying aura not inferior to Leviathan’s, Belial’s expression changed dramatically, and he ran even faster...

Damn it!

Why does it feel like the Life Goddess has become even stronger?!

What the hell did Leviathan do?!

He was both shocked and angry in his heart.

Run!

Run quickly!

If he ran fast enough, only had to outrun those few clueless giants beside him, he’d be safe once he escaped the Segis World!

However, just as Belial burned his divine power and streaked like a meteor for thousands of miles, finally surpassing some Abyss Myths who ran earlier, and was the first to arrive above the Plane Gate connecting to the Abyss in the ocean, a crimson light suddenly surged into his body.

Belial was horrified to find that his entire body’s power instantly lost control.

Immediately afterward, ripples appeared in the sky above the Plane Gate, revealing a sacred and unparalleled figure.

"You run quite fast."

He heard an ethereal and pleasant, yet tremor-inducing voice for the Evil God.

Then, Belial felt a huge suction force, as though he was being thrown into some randomly opened teleportation channel.

He wanted to struggle, to roar in anger, but was frightened to find that he had completely lost control of his body.

In the end, he could only despairingly be devoured by the spatial powers.

And in the last moment before losing sight to darkness, he saw the Life Goddess who lightly glanced at the Plane Gate, causing it to utterly collapse.

Along with the other horrified Abyss Myths who unhesitatingly turned and fled toward the Elf Forest.

The next moment, his vision plunged into darkness.

Am I going to die?

Belial felt despair in his heart.

However, his consciousness didn’t cease, and after a moment following the descent into darkness, it became clear again.

With a plop, Belial sat on the ground.

The next moment, he was delighted to find the shackles on himself had vanished, regaining his mobility.

However, he was somewhat disappointed as a seal had thoroughly been imposed within him, imprisoning his divine power.

At least... he could move.

Belial clenched his teeth, then jumped up from the ground.

Looking around, he found himself in a lavish palace.

His expression was bewildered, not yet understanding the situation, when he suddenly saw two familiar figures.

Belial’s expression suddenly turned astonished:

"Luria, Alisa?"

Luria! Alisa!

These... were two missing Abyss Myths!

But at this moment, the two Abyss Myths looked drained of energy, spiritless, resembling those Demon Lords from the Abyss Plane he had tortured for a long time.

And behind them, Belial even saw Hagnet and Delilah, two Abyss Myths lying on the ground looking existentially forlorn.

Along with the hollow-gazed, dazed-looking Unihorn Duke Andoria staring into the palace sky.

In its mouth, it was still murmuring:

"One elf... two elves... three elves..."

Witnessing Belial, Luria, and Alisa casting their gazes.

They suddenly broke into a smile, revealing a meaningful grin: 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Lord Belial... Have you come too?"

You also came?

Seeing the Abyss Myths’ smiles that seemed to contain complexity, relief, sympathy, delight, and liberation, Belial felt a sense of unease.

And then in the next instant, a sturdy hand wrapped around its shoulder.

A series of gloating laughter came from the side, and Belial heard a voice even more familiar:

"Hehehehe... Hahahaha! Another newcomer?"

"Oh, isn’t this Belial from the Third Layer Hell’s affiliated plane?"

"Hehehehe, Belial, where’s Leviathan? Why didn’t that bastard come with you?"

Belial turned around in horror, then discovered in shock that the speaker was actually the rumored Seventh Demon God Azazel, sealed by the Goddess of Life!

At this moment, the Seventh Demon God had one arm around it, the other holding a melon, his expression full of joy.

"Uh... Master Azazel... Where is this?"

Belial swallowed a gulp of saliva.

Azazel cast a meaningful glance at it and chuckled:

"No rush, no rush."

"You’ll find out slowly."

Having said that, it transformed in his hand, conjuring up an album, inside were magnificent palaces.

"Hehe, are there more people back there? As the first one, I’m in a good mood, I allow you to pick one you like..."

"Don’t pick the ugliest ones, those are reserved for Leviathan and the others."

Azazel said with a smile.

A large, dark, and thick tail swayed happily behind him.

Belial:...

Who can tell it.

Where exactly is it now?

...

Above Milovia.

Witnessing the sudden change, the Abyss Myths fell into astonishment.

Then they did not hesitate to turn and flee one after another.

However, the Abyss Myths did not manage to escape far before being stopped.

The disparity in strength determined everything.

Eve appeared like a fluttering butterfly in the sky, each leap arriving beside a fleeing Abyss Myth.

The ugly ones were mercilessly slashed with a sword, draining all their energy.

The brilliant radiance blossomed in the sky like beautiful fireworks, though each firework meant the fall of an Abyss Myth...

While those slightly pleasing to the eye and with potential popularity were easily imprisoned by Eve with seals or vines, and then tossed into the casually opened teleport channel leading to the Demon Maze.

On the other side of the channel, was the Demon Maze.

In an instant, the entire sky was filled with the terrified fleeing of Abyss Myths, while the beautiful and holy Goddess pursued with a casual and light dance-like manner.

Desperate screams rang out in the sky; the previously imposing Abyss Myths now seemed as helpless as chicks seized by eagles... weak, pitiful, and powerless.

In the blink of an eye, over a dozen awe-inspiring Abyss Myths were entirely swept away by that beautiful and sacred figure.

Peace was restored in the sky.

On the ground, witnessing the Goddess who dominated the world and swept through everything, players, elves, and even demons were all left wide-eyed and speechless.

Demigods like Aurora were agitated.

However, Eve merely smiled slightly at them, nodded, and once again transformed into a stream of light and disappeared.

This battlefield ended.

On the other side, there was another battlefield waiting for it.

With Eve’s departure, Milovia fell into silence.

And moments later, watching the demons outside the city, players’ gazes became dangerous.

"The Goddess has descended! Rush out! Kill these demons!"

Someone shouted excitedly.

And then, all the players shouted enthusiastically, rushing out of the city towards the demons.

Faced with the aggressive players, the leaderless demons shuddered and then, without hesitation, turned to flee into the sea...

Directly defeated.

While Demacia stood, bewildered, on the high tower of Milovia’s temple, staring blankly at the bone whistle in hand that had yet to be blown:

"So... when exactly do I use Death God’s Divine Punishment?"