790 Saving the elven planet II
Samara finally sensed the presence of the new arrivals. The silver barrier surrounding her was indeed powerful enough to stop all attacks aimed at her, but that didn't mean she had shut down her senses. She rose from her throne with a deep frown.
"Who are these ants now? Why are they here when James had already sent an elder to help save the Tree of Fate?"
She clenched her fists tightly, frustrated. Why the hell are these people interfering when it was clear the elves had lost? Her forces were slaughtering them!
She had killed the strongest elf on this planet, the Elven Queen's shadow, with her own hands! With a shout, she commanded the numerous slaves she had acquired in the past months after making them sign dark contracts to attack the newcomers.
The people, though reluctant, could do nothing but obey her command when a painful dark force gripped their souls and forced them to comply.
Only one among them refused to heed her order. Silently enduring the pain, he sneered at her with an indifferent and cold face.
"You can kill me, but I will never follow the command of someone as filthy as you."
Samara moved away from her throne and slapped him, causing him to spit out blood.
"Shhh... Shhh! I won't kill you! Not yet! I will make you watch the end of your people. I heard you contributed a lot in the war... and also that human Kyle—you're acquainted with him, right? That's my revenge!"
Ronan wiped the crimson blood from his lips as he was forced to kneel before the demon he could only describe as vile. He had no idea how Samara had discovered that he and Elder Hal had helped Kyle the most when the nature favorite eliminated all the people of the dark side in the Sacred Divine Land after emerging from the Lost Treasure Tomb. But just because he was connected to Kyle somehow, Samara didn't kill him like the Queen's shadow; instead, she forced him to become a slave.
His cyan hair fell over his forehead as he lowered his head, his eyes bloodshot. If only he could tear this woman apart—he would gladly do it. That was his last wish.
Samara wasn't the only one who had noticed the newcomers. The old Elven Queen, Ariana, surrounded by countless demons trying to reach her, also looked up at the magnificent phoenix and lynx.
"Finally, they are here... I thought they wouldn't come."
She muttered, her voice hoarse and parched. The old elf, Wesley, the one who watched over Yue when she traveled to the Sacred Divine Land, Oldeus, and three other aged supreme ranks, who had all formed a circle around her to protect her, heard her but couldn't follow the Queen's gaze.
The reason? They themselves were standing on death's door with their bodies marred by countless injuries.
Now, the only thing left that they could do for their people was to sacrifice their souls to kill as many enemies as possible. But all of them were stalling for time so that at least their Queen wouldn't die.
They had been fighting non-stop for the past few months, and they would have won as well if only the Queen's shadow hadn't fallen at the hands of Samara, and Ronan, the second strongest elf on their planet, hadn't been captured by the demons and forced to sign a dark contract.
Wesley kicked another demon, his breath erratic as he let out a faint whisper.
"They are late. I know... I shouldn't say this, but if only they had come sooner, so many elves could have been saved...!"
He didn't dare to say that it was their responsibility to help them. James had sent help; even one of the seven powerful elders, Kurt, was fighting in the sky.
However, it wasn't enough this time. They had been severely outnumbered.
The demons surrounding them noticed the hope in their eyes and laughed, their white slit pupils gleaming with amusement. One of the supreme rank demons, who had just attained this powerful rank thanks to Samara, scoffed in pure disdain.
"Just a few youngsters trying to act tough? Do you really think they will save you all? No, you are all already finished!"
Another demon chimed in with a snicker, pointing at the sky with her wing where Bia and Nox had already been surrounded by those enslaved by them, who had joined the fight after Samara's command.
"Look, the Demon Queen has sent the slaves to deal with the newcomers. They're going to be buried alongside you all—"
Her words were abruptly cut short, and a heart-wrenching scream erupted from her throat as a sword sliced through the four expansive, dark-colored wings behind her back with a brutal precision.
Nine seized her shoulder and flung the demon into the air, moving with a speed so swift that it was barely perceptible to those around him. Instantly, he cleaved her body in two before quickly obliterating her soul.
An indifferent expression concealed his features, and his golden eyes darkened to a nearly molten hue as he clicked his tongue, shaking his sword to rid it of the blood.
"Talk less. Fight more."
Wesley stared at the familiar human who had fled from the elven planet after Glacia brought him to the elven planet with Yue and Elli. The old elf opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by the cries of the demons around him, who had finally snapped out of their daze and realized that one of their own had died at the hands of a human.
Regius arrived next to Nine and swiftly killed another demon. His eyes narrowed at the golden eyes as he shook his head.
"Don't act so cool. It only fits Kyle."
Nine's eyebrow twitched, but he didn't say anything. Together, they began to eliminate all the demons surrounding the old elven Queen with ease, as if they were facing not the strongest demons, but the weakest.
Elli appeared beside the elven Queen. An aura of spiritual energy emerged from her body as she helped heal the old elves in her surroundings. She also provided them with healing potions and treasures to expedite the process, even though her healing skill was the strongest after Nine. At the same time, she raised her bow to assist Nine and Regius in defeating the enemies.