1186 Blood for blood
After the first attack, things progressed extremely quickly with the nine chosens instantly engaging in an all-out assault.
Eldrin might have sowed discord among the armies but petty tricks like that did not work with these geniuses. Right from the get-go the dark elf, the ice elf, and the wind elf joined forces and started attacking. The trio targeted Thorazin first.
Seeing this, the others entered a tacit agreement and did not use their full power and simply sent some attacks for the namesake while observing the Stormshroud Empire's chosen fight against his fate.
Three powerful waves of attacks rippled at the single elf as he stood firmly with unwavering confidence. "Lightning Aegis" Thorazin commanded as a humongous bolt of lightning emerged from the skies above, the forest itself parting ways for him.
This lightning bolt descended down as if it was carrying out the will of the heavens and morphed into a shield of sorts as it protected Thorazin against the three combined attacks.
The dark elf, wielding shadows as if they were extensions of his own body, launched another wave of attacks.
Simultaneously, the ice elf, with a flourish of his hand, summoned a flurry of razor-sharp icicles, imbibed with tremendous penetrating power, aiming them directly at Thorazin.
The wind elf, Kohim, moved with unparalleled speed, his wind blades slicing through the air, each aimed with precision. His control over the wind made him an elusive and dangerous opponent, his attacks nearly invisible to the naked eye.
Yet, Thorazin's Lightning Aegis held strong. The lightning shield absorbed and deflected each attack, illuminating the battlefield with intermittent flashes of blinding light. The elf's eyes blazed with fierce determination, a clear sign that he was not one to be easily overpowered.
Every other elf had to acknowledge his truly superior combat prowess. This person might be the biggest threat. They needed to get rid of his first.
Erisol and Kohim instantly turned to another one of the chosen to signal him to join their attacks when suddenly the two of them abruptly stopped in their tracks, both at the same time.
The Verdant Empire's chosen elf whom they were about to signal to, slid lifelessly to the ground, his head severed from his body.
Everyone's eyes turned toward the fallen elf, a mix of shock and realization dawning on their faces. The battlefield, a moment ago alive with the sounds of elemental magic and clashing powers, fell into a stunned silence.
Erisol and Kohim, their plan to join forces abruptly halted, and exchanged wary glances.
Thorazin, still within his Lightning Aegis, allowed himself a brief smirk. The unexpected turn of events worked in his favor, giving him a momentary respite from the relentless assault. His eyes darted around, searching for the assailant.
However, the next instant his face fell. He saw the assailant's figure a lot clearer now. It was a blasted human being!
And he did not have to look twice to know who exactly this human being was!
Thorazin's temper grew wild as he realized that the person responsible for the current plight of his entire family and centuries of legacy stood in front of him, brazen and bold.
His anger boiled over as he glared at Liam, the human who had upended the natural order of his world, challenging the supremacy of their empire and now daring to stand among the chosen.
"Human!" Thorazin roared, his voice thundering across the battlefield. "You dare step into our sacred ritual? The guardian will slaughter you and feed you to the beasts in here. Even your soul will not escape."
As he spoke his words in anger, the elf couldn't help but wince at the oddity that was in his own bluster. Why did the guardian not do anything yet? How could a human being be here?
The same question was there in every other elf's mind.
However, Thorazin became extremely agitated. Even a genius like him couldn't stomach what had happened and seeing the same human being appear in front of him like this caught him off guard.
The elf rushed toward the human being to give him a quick death, not caring about anything else. His confidence shone in his eyes as he dashed ahead fully intending to utterly devastate the dastardly being.
But before he could take a few steps, a blood-red axe descended down on the elf sending him sprawling back several steps. Rindos sneered. "Looks like the play just got more interesting," he muttered, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and calculation.
"Move away. This is not your fight!" Thorazin got back up on his feet the very next instant, small, mysterious snake-like lightning bolts running across his back and already healing his injuries.
"A human chosen by the guardian... what a peculiar turn of events." Rindos did not budge from his position. Instead, he waved his hand, and threads of blood started to envelop Thorazin, imprisoning him completely from head to toe.
The elf tried to struggle but it was of no use. He also adamantly attacked the blood barrier but that also did not yield any result. While he was continuing to resist, he was seamlessly drowned in a bubble of blood which appeared unbreakable.
The next instant, the blood once again returned to Rindos effortlessly. It was almost as if nothing had happened. The only difference was that Thorazin had now disappeared.
All the other chosens stared in shock at the frightening scene that transpired in front of them. Each and every single one of them was a genius and yet the blood elf in front of them was on a completely different level.
Two of them immediately made the decision to flee but Rindos laughed cruelly at their efforts.
"For how many years have you all hunted us and killed us? You slaughtered our children, our women, and every last member of our clan and now you want to run?"
As his voice reverberated amidst the chaos, all of a sudden several blood elves appeared from the distance, a huge army closing in on the gathering around the world tree.
