Chapter 32 (1/2)

Chris felt that the magic energy he had left in the Lion Knights had changed.

Originally, he had only wanted to give them a warning; He did not want to kill them, so he had held back.

Otherwise, the Lion Knights would have been completely wiped out. There was no way they could have survived.

“I’ve already given you all a chance. It’s you who didn’t cherish it, so don’t blame me for this. There’s a path to heaven, but you can go to Hell and repent!”

It turned out that after Chris left, the Sky Eagle Empire started to purify the black line that he had left behind.

This black line was the “Death line” that Chris had modified and strengthened based on his understanding of necromancy.

Originally, he intended to make the Sky Eagle Empire retreat.

However, now it seemed like he had been too merciful. The desires of humans were limitless.

If he wanted to solve the problem and protect the entire elven race, he had to attack the problem at the root and crush this endless desire.

Killing these people made them tremble and fear. In the end, in this world, the strong were the ones who were respected.

The reason why the elf race was bullied was because they were not strong enough. For example, the Elf Empire from a thousand years ago had dominated the holy continent for thousands of years.

They relied on their powerful fists.

“Hmph, after I improved my magic skills, it fused with the purity of life. The tolerance of Water Magic is the worst of the forbidden spells. You think you can break it? Dream On!”

A dark glint flashed through Chris’ eyes, and a cold smile crept onto the corner of his mouth.

…

In the base of the Lion Knights.

Gordon, Morma, and the Night Elf Abari were staring at the black line of death.

Four blood-red words were written in the air behind the black line, burning an image into their minds.

Those who crossed the line would die!

Next to the black line, aside from the three of them, the others hid far away, as if the thought of them turning into skeletons was filling their minds.

“Your Highness Clarence, a mere line of death from Dark Magic is nothing to worry about. Please watch as I break this disgusting Dark Magic.”

Abari’s eyes were full of disdain. What bullshit Dark Magic? It was all because of your low cultivation level.

Abari, who had just broken through to Saint-level, could not wait to show off his skills to Clarence and prove his worth.

His current self had great confidence, as if everything in the world was beneath him.

Abari dismissed everyone and pulled out a dark magic staff from his magic bag. The staff was completely black, and there were five magic crystals embedded in the scepter.

“Great wind element, please listen to my call and give me great power to destroy everything in front of me!”

As he waved the magic staff, the wind attribute energy collar that filled the space between Heaven and Earth rushed crazily toward the staff and lit up the magic crystals on it.

A black tornado roared and rushed toward the magic black line at the entrance of the tent.

Gordon, Morma, Clarence, and all the soldiers of the Lion Knights stared at it.

“Boom!”

The violent explosion shook the ground. The earth where the black line had been displaced violently.

Smoke and dust rose from the place of the explosion.

Everyone stared at the base of the smoke and dust, but in the next moment, they widened their eyes in shock.