DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 284: Elves No Longer Need a Prophet. The Throne Will Protect You
"On time!"
Joelson laughed out loud as the power of his domain surged.
Today, the Joelson domain has the most metallic and electrical legal power. Under the suppression of the law, the performance of electric pythons was even worse than that of storm pythons.
The whole person immediately became desperate.
Joelson casually grabbed it and controlled two thick pythons, wrapped around it into a spiral shape in the air.
Later then.
He ruthlessly hit them to the ground!
The explosion!
Large areas of ancient trees were pushed down and the ground cracked. The two pythons let out a sad cry as their scales shattered.
Joelson could feel many pairs of eyes looking at this side with fear. It was another saint-level magical beast in the Elf Forest.
Joelson only grabbed two giant pythons and used them as braids to whip the saint-level magical beasts where they were hiding.
"You!"
The sacred level wind magic wolf howled and ran with its tail between its legs.
If not fast enough, his lower body would be shattered into pieces.
The giant python swept out and destroyed most of the ancient trees like harvesting wheat. A sacred level sword tooth elephant hiding in the darkness had no time to dodge. It was sent flying like a rubber bat and smashed into a huge hole in the distance.
Joelson having fun.
The entire elven forest was instantly affected. A booming sound could be heard and it was messy with the wailing of saint-level magical beasts mixed in between.
Joelson is too strong. Moreover, there was a saint level peak level dragon, Du Lu, who was able to suppress them with just his aura.
A saint-level magical beast did not dare to fight back at all. They could not even think of combining forces to fight back.
In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many in number, they would only be cannon fodder. They can only run as fast as they can.
They can't blame Joelson for being brutal.
One should know that if Joelson did not have the giant dragon Du Lu, this magical beast would have eaten it all the way to the bone long ago.
The huge commotion attracted the elves from the middle of the forest to immediately run out and look towards them in panic.
They saw an extremely terrifying giant dragon hovering in the sky. A human wearing a magician robe was controlling two giant pythons thousands of times larger than him with one hand, wrapped around it into a whip and wreaking havoc outside their home.
This scene was too shocking. It was as if it was the end of the world.
The elves retreated in fear, screams and exclamations in the air.
Storm pythons and electric pythons full of wounds. The scales on their bodies were almost broken.
Compared to the pain in their bodies, the despair and fear in their hearts surprised them even more.
This was the young man who caused a huge commotion in the Elf Holy Land six years ago. He said he would come back!
Now, he's really back!
With unparalleled strength and strength.
"Enough!"
A cold shout came from the white light pillar in the distance and streams of white light quickly flew towards them.
Joelson chuckled and casually threw the storm python and the western Yunnan Python towards the White Light Stream.
The stream of White light was hit by two pythons, and with a startled cry, the Stream of White Light was forced to retreat far away.
Giant storm pythons and electric pythons fell violently in front of the Elf Holy Land. They destroyed a house and collapsed to the ground without moving.
More than half of the bones in their bodies were broken.
The perfect face was revealed in a flowing white light. At this moment, this perfect facial expression was extremely ugly.
Michelia's face was cold. He said coldly, "Joelson, you're overreacting."
"Is that so?"
Joelson doesn't care. He shook his head and said, "I don't think so. I'm just perfect for old friends to catch up."
The moonlight priest's face was ugly. He suppressed his anger and ignored Joelson. Instead, he wrapped the storm python and electric python on the ground with a white light and began to heal them.
Joelson orders Du Lu to fly to the Holy Land of the elves.
Du Lu's large body and the terrifying draconic might immediately cause a wave of panic and chaos. The shy elves fled in all directions.
Right now, the image of Joelson in their hearts was the same as that of the great demon lord.
After waiting for a while, the moonlight priest walked expressionlessly.
Behind him, there was a man and a woman with wounds on their faces. They were storm pythons and electric pythons in human form.
Their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at Joelson. Joelson swept his gaze and the two of them instantly flashed, not daring to take another step forward.
The meeting just now had left a huge shadow in their hearts.
"You know why I'm here."
Joelson said to Michelle, "I want to take Leas and the Spring of Life."
Michelia was so angry that she even sneered. He said coldly, "Don't forget that you still owe the prophet to the elves."
"The elf race need not be restricted anymore."
Joelson took a slow breath.
The next moment, Du Lu raised his head and roared.
The terrifying power and sound waves spread all the clouds in the sky for tens of miles. Countless trees bowed and the leaves fell down like raindrops. There were also some low roars of saint-level magical beasts that represented submission.
Joelson slowly floated up and reached out toward Michelia.
The latter floated without the ability to resist, his face full of contempt and anger.
"Mistress of the Moonlight Priest."
The two storm pythons subconsciously wanted to pounce on them.
But Joelson just turned his head to look at them, and that indifferent gaze made their bodies turn cold, not daring to move.
Joelson pulled Michelia in front of him, looked her straight in the eye, and said seriously, "I have no intention of hurting you. I just want Leas. I will not let loneliness and coldness accompany her all her life. He's different from you. Instead..."
He pushed her away and said calmly, "The elves can receive my protection, the protection of the throne."
His chest rose and fell in anger as he glared at her, his lips tightly closed, unable to speak.
He had never expected that ordinary human youth with type eight strength ...
That in just six years, he had reached heights he could not have imagined.
After saying all of this to Michelia, regardless of whether she agreed or not, she walked towards the center of the Holy Land.
The lightning on both sides parted in fear. No one dared to stop him.
When he was halfway through, the crowd completely parted ways. A delicate figure appeared at the end, standing quietly as if waiting for him.
Joelson stopped and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face. He called out softly, "Leas."
The last one was crying.
Leas became much thinner, looking smoother.
His long, pale golden hair had turned white, adding a sense of purity and solemnity to it.
Compared to what he remembered, Leas had changed a lot.
But when he saw Joelson, tears began to pour down his face. He felt as if he had returned to the shy little fairy maid.