1191 The Queen was acting weird???

Seeing that the beast was completely fixated on Liam, Eldrin's face was etched in dread. He instinctively knew that this was not going to end well and turned to Liam and shouted. "RUN! RUN into the barrier! The guardian has chosen you and the guardian will protect you!"

Right, this had to work. Please let it work. He prayed inside as the elf waved his hands like a maniac signaling for Liam to run for his life.

But to his horror, the damned human being was still frozen solid. He was standing like a rock, transfixed on the beast. Fuck! Was it some sort of mental skill? Eldrin's mind raced as he pondered how to save Liam from this situation.

However, it was too late. The beast acted first. With a rabid, crazed look in its eyes, the beast charged toward Liam, its massive form moving with a speed that belied its size. The ground trembled under its steps, and a sense of impending doom filled the air.

Before Eldrin could do anything, the beast was right on top of Liam, having pushed him down onto the ground like a rag doll. Eldrin's heart sank as he witnessed the scene. He really couldn't do anything. Everything happened too fast.

A terrifying growl reverberated and the next second, the beast shook its head furiously before burying its sharp teeth into the air just inches away from Liam's face.

The sheer force of its jaws snapping shut sent a shockwave of terror through Eldrin, who was watching helplessly. It seemed as if time had slowed down, each second stretching into an eternity.

The other elves, the cultists, were also enjoying this scene with passion burning in their eyes.

They always liked to watch their queen slaughter her way through. She had a kind of majestic beauty that was hard to describe. The way she killed was ruthless and mesmerizing. They could never get enough of it.

"All hail the queen!"

Several elves started chanting mentally and out loud.

However, what happened next left everyone in shock and awe. Instead of biting and tearing apart the trash's throat as the queen had done so many times before, she dove in for the kill, except she did not kill? What…

To everyone's shock, the Queen, the huge majestic divine beast whom they were all fervently chanting for, stuck her tongue out of nowhere and then started licking?

Licking?

Their Heaven-blessed Queen who was born to rule all of the myriad realms was licking the face of a mere human being like a lowly hound?

The scene turned from one of imminent horror to one of utter bewilderment.

That too the Queen was licking the human filth with a rabid, crazed look in her eyes. And it did not stop with licking. She hugged, wrestled, and rolled around with the human, growling loudly all the while.

The cultists, who had been eagerly anticipating a spectacle of violence, were now frozen in a state of utter disbelief. Their expressions shifted from anticipation to confusion, and then to horror as they watched their revered Queen rolling in the mud with a human being.

Eldrin, still trying to process the surreal scene before him, looked at Liam, who was now being nuzzled affectionately by the giant fox. "Liam," he whispered, disbelief etching his voice, "what's happening? How is this possible?"

However, the two didn't seem to care or notice as if they were in a world of their own.

"Master!" Luna growled angrily. The next instant, the anger of the fox seemed to melt away at the sight of Liam's reddened eyes as he embraced the massive creature.

Liam, with tears streaming down his face, gently stroked the fur of the beast, whispering softly, "Luna... I can't believe it's you. I am sorry I did not come looking for you. I am not good enough to be your master."

Luna was startled for a moment because she had never seen her master this emotional. The beast was at a loss for how to react as she shyly nuzzled Liam once again, silently comforting him like she knew how.

A few seconds passed by and Liam continued to stroke her intently. Seeing him act in this manner, the fox became so embarrassed that she started blurting out things.

"Master, I was really busy these past few months. I have become a lot stronger. I found a bunch of idiots who willingly brought a lot of food over to me."

She then without warning swung around, pushing her ass up Liam's face, literally sitting on top of his face. "Look. Look. Master. I have four tails now!"

Liam tried to say something but his mouth was blocked. He laughed and even that was muffled. He silently fell back with a wave of relief washing over him, his hand still loosely wrapped around the beast.

He did not pay attention to anything Luna was blathering on at the moment, only taking in the fact that he at least did not lose her.

But what about the others?

Liam took a moment to let it all sink in. He then closed his eyes and let out a big breath.

Finally, managing to wriggle out from under Luna, he sat up and looked at her with affection. "Four tails, huh? That's impressive, Luna. You've grown so much." He smiled, his eyes brimming with pride and fondness.

Luna, now a little more composed, wagged her tails with pride. "Yes! And I've learned a lot too. I wanted to show you how strong I've become!" She jutted her chest out with a big cute grin.

But interrupting the warm atmosphere, a sudden commotion arose from the cultists. Their leader, a tall elf with sharp features, stepped forward, his face a mask of controlled fury.

"What is the meaning of this? How dare this human taint our Queen with his presence! Kill him! He has somehow used a mental attack on our Queen. We need to rescue our Queen. ATTACK!"

Hearing his words, the other elves nodded fervently. They needed to save their Queen!