Chapter 571 Chased
『Status』
[Name: Eldrithor, The Corrupted Elven King]
[Race: Elven Monarch of Darkness]
[Status: Deathly God]
[Level: Max]
[HP: 5000/5000 MP: 5000/5000 SP: 5000/5000]
[Strength: 1000]
[Defense: 1000]
[Magic: 2000]
[Speed: 900]
[Luck: 1]
[Charisma: 0]
[Skills: [Abyssal Dominion] [Soul Devourer] [Shadowmancer Supreme] [Eldritch Command] [Reality Warping] [Dark Enigma's Grasp] [Oblivion's Embrace] [Ethereal Corruption] [Maleficent Aura] [Whispers of Despair] [Necrotic Dominion] [Eldritch Shaper] [Doombringer] [Voidwalker's Might] [Shadows of Annihilation] [Sovereign of Shadows] [Eldritch Monarch] [Eclipse's Authority] [Darklord's Resurgence] [Whispers of Oblivion] [Eldritch Manipulator] [Soul Corruptor] [Sorcerer of Shadows] [Shadeborn Sovereign] [Dark Emperor] [Eldritch Devourer] [Abyssal Overlord] [Dark Monarch of Desolation] [Void Conqueror] [Necromantic Overlord] [Eldritch Necromancer] [Eldritch Warden] [Malevolent Manipulator] [Corruptor of Realms] [Eldritch Tyrant] [Sorcerer Supreme] [Eldritch Enigma] [Voidbringer] [Sovereign of Shadows] [Shadowweaver Supreme] [Archon of Despair] [Eldritch Conduit] [Dark Sovereign] [Necromancer of Eternity] [Eternal Voidwalker] [Soul Eater] [Eldritch Archmage] [Abyssal Conqueror] [Corruptor of Souls] [Harbinger of the End] [Void Monarch] [Eldritch Oblivion] [Lord of Shadows] [Eldritch Dread] [Emissary of Darkness] [Master of the Abyss] [Abyssal Overlord] [Shadowlord Supreme] [Necromancer of the Void] [Voidshaper] [Eldritch Artisan] [Darklord's Dominion] [Sorcerer of the Shadows] [Eldritch Voidlord] [Sovereign of the End] [Shadowlord Supreme] [Abyssal Archmage] [Eldritch Conqueror] [Necrotic Enigma] [Eldritch Dominator] [Lord of Desolation] [Eternal Voidbringer] [Emissary of Despair] [Master of Oblivion] [Abyssal Conduit] [Corruptor of Realities] [Shadowbringer Supreme] [Necromancer of Shadows] [Eldritch Corruptor] [Eldritch Sorcerer] [Sorcerer of the Void] [Eldritch Sovereign] [Abyssal Monarch] [Shadowmaster Supreme] [Darklord of Eternity] [Voidlord Supreme] [Eldritch Shaper] [Necromancer of the Abyss] [Eldritch Overlord] [Sovereign of Souls] [Sorcerer of Oblivion] [Eldritch Voidbringer] [Abyssal Enigma] [Master of Shadows] [Eldritch Archon] [Dark Monarch of the Void] [Emissary of Darkness] [Sorcerer of the End] [Shadowlord of Desolation] [Necromancer of the Abyss] [Eldritch Tyrant] [Eternal Voidbringer] [Abyssal Sorcerer] [Corruptor of Souls] [Master of the Void] [Shadowbringer of Oblivion] [Eldritch Dread] [Emissary of Despair] [Lord of Shadows] [Abyssal Conqueror] [Necrotic Dominator] [Eldritch Dominator] [Eldritch Oblivion] [Sorcerer of Realms] [Shadowlord of Shadows] [Dark Sovereign of Desolation] [Voidbringer Supreme] [Eldritch Monarch of Eternity]
[Titles: [Master of the End] [Abyssal Artisan] [Sorcerer of Despair] [Eldritch Archmage of Shadows] [Eternal Dread] [Corruptor of Abyss] [Shadowlord of the Void] [Necromancer of Realities] [Emissary of the Abyss] [Lord of Oblivion] [Abyssal Sorcerer of Shadows] [Eldritch Tyrant of Desolation] [Sovereign of the Abyss] [Shadowbringer of Souls] [Necrotic Monarch of Oblivion] [Eldritch Dominator of Shadows] [Emissary of Realms] [Dark Sovereign of the End] [Voidbringer Supreme] [Master of Shadows] [Abyssal Monarch of Despair] [Sorcerer of Eternity] [Eldritch Overlord of the Void] [Shadowlord Supreme of Oblivion] [Necromancer of Desolation] [Eternal Voidshaper] [Corruptor of End] [Abyssal Archon] [Eldritch Sorcerer of Shadows] [Lord of Shadows] [Sovereign of the Void] [Emissary of Shadows] [Eldritch Archon of Eternity] [Master of Despair] [Necromancer of Shadows] [Abyssal Conduit of Oblivion] [Shadowbringer Supreme of Souls] [Eternal Tyrant] [Dark Sovereign of the Abyss] [Voidlord Supreme of Realms] [Corruptor of Shadows] [Eldritch Monarch of Desolation] [Emissary of the Void] [Sorcerer Supreme of Shadows] [Sorcerer Supreme of Shadows]
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"What the fuck…" Arpious quaked in place while we were both forced to look upon the significance of this godly being. With a status as powerful as that, I doubt a hundred of me and Arpious would still be unable to beat him. "What do we do now?"
"Run."
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With the Corrupted Elven King's newfound, godly powers, Arpious and Elara realized that facing him directly was no longer an option. As the throne room crumbled and shook around them, they shared a determined glance, their eyes reflecting the urgency of their situation. In a split second, they activated their respective powers and sprang into action.
Arpious possessed a pair of wings that were a striking juxtaposition of darkness and light, reflecting her dual nature as a Princess of Monsters. One of her wings was demonic and leathery, while the other was angelic and pristine white.
The demonic wing was a formidable sight to behold. It was characterized by its ominous, jet-black membrane, resembling the stretched and taut skin of a bat. This wing exuded an aura of sinister power, with veins of crimson coursing through its leathery surface, pulsating in time with Arpious's heartbeat. The tips of the wing featured claw-like appendages, further emphasizing its malevolent and predatory appearance.
In stark contrast, her angelic wing was a marvel of purity and grace. It unfurled with a radiant, pearlescent whiteness, adorned with feathers that shimmered like freshly fallen snow in the morning sun. Each feather was impeccably sculpted, designed to catch the light in such a way that it seemed to emit a soft, ethereal glow. The angelic wing symbolizes Arpious's connection to the divine and her inherent goodness.
When Arpious took to the skies, her wings worked in perfect harmony, a reflection of her inner struggle and balance between light and darkness. The dual wings allowed her to perform extraordinary feats of flight, effortlessly navigating the heavens or swooping down with agility in times of battle.
These wings were not just appendages for Arpious; they were a reflection of her inner duality, representing the constant tug-of-war between her demonic and angelic sides. In moments of confrontation or decision, her wings would mirror her inner turmoil, serving as a visual representation of her complex nature as the Princess of Monsters.
Elara's wings were a breathtaking testament to her heritage as an Elven Warlord of the Skies. Resembling the majestic wings of an eagle, they were a remarkable fusion of grace and power.
Spanning a considerable width, her wings stretched with elegant, feathery plumes that were primarily a pristine, iridescent white, with the tips tinged in a shimmering, ethereal azure. When the sunlight caught them just right, they glistened like a cascade of opaline water, adding to the regal aura of the Elven Warlord.
Each feather of her wings was meticulously sculpted, designed to slice through the air with minimal resistance, allowing her to soar with unparalleled speed and precision. The plumage at the edges of her wings bore an intricate pattern of azure streaks and markings, reminiscent of the sky itself, as if she carried the heavens upon her back.
As Elara took to the skies, her wings moved with a powerful and deliberate grace, each feather adjusting to the currents and air pressure. They granted her an extraordinary level of control, enabling her to perform intricate aerial maneuvers with remarkable ease.
In times of battle, her wings were not just instruments of flight; they were formidable weapons. Elara could unleash powerful gusts of wind with a single, sweeping motion, creating tempestuous cyclones or sending her foes hurtling backward. These wind-based attacks were a reflection of her mastery over the skies and the very elements themselves.
Elara's eagle-like wings were a symbol of her authority and dominance in the aerial domain, and they added a striking, formidable aspect to her already impressive presence as a warrior and leader of the skies.
Together, they leaped from the crumbling middle section of the kingdom, their wings carrying them away from the King's deadly grasp. The eldritch king pursued, his malevolent aura trailing behind him like a shroud of darkness. He wielded his enigmatic powers, attempting to warp reality and bring them back within his reach.
As Arpious and Elara fled the eldritch wrath of the Corrupted Elven King, they navigated through the shattered remnants of their once-proud kingdom. The landscape was a testament to the devastating powers the King had unleashed in his pursuit.
The kingdom, once a vibrant realm of nature and beauty, had been twisted and warped by the King's dark magic. Trees, once lush and verdant, now stood as gnarled, twisted monstrosities, their leaves withered and blackened. Pools of corrupted water simmered with malevolent energy, and the very earth itself groaned in agony, bearing the scars of the eldritch battle.
The air was heavy with an aura of despair as if the land itself mourned the loss of its former glory. Arpious and Elara's presence, as well as the trail of destruction left in their wake, only seemed to amplify the darkness that now clung to the kingdom.
The King's skills, released in his pursuit, had left lingering effects on the landscape. The aftermath of his apocalyptic weather manipulation manifested in eerie, perpetual storms that crackled with dark energy, casting an unsettling, blood-red hue across the kingdom. Ruined buildings, once majestic and towering, now lay in shattered heaps, evidence of the King's overwhelming power.
As Arpious and Elara sped through the kingdom, the remnants of the King's forbidden magic, like Hermes and Skadi, threatened to ensnare them. Shadows danced around them, illusions of monstrous creatures lashed out, and eerie portals beckoned with the promise of unknown terrors.
Despite the devastation and malevolence surrounding them, Arpious and Elara pressed on. They knew that their only chance to save their land and its remaining inhabitants was to find a way to confront the Corrupted Elven King and end his reign of darkness once and for all.
The chase was a deadly game of cat and mouse as Arpious and Elara zigzagged through the ruins of their once beautiful kingdom, dodging dark tendrils of magic and shadow. The very sky seemed to tremble under the might of their powers as they fled, every flap of their wings propelling them further into the distance.
The eldritch king's cackling laughter echoed in the air, and it was clear that his desire for power was insatiable. Arpious and Elara had a long and perilous journey ahead, racing to find a way to stop this once-majestic monarch who had now become a god of darkness before his insidious influence spread further across the land.
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