Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

Zhang Deshuai was extremely anxious, but at this moment he knew that being anxious would not help, and only by completing the spell of the Great Void Collapse Finger as soon as possible could he have a chance to turn the tide of the battle. He suppressed his inner anxiety and immersed himself in the chanting of the spell with full concentration.

His voice was deep and powerful, and every syllable seemed to contain endless magic. The air around him became heavier as he sang, as if the whole world was waiting for this decisive blow.

As time went by, Zhang Deshuai's forehead was covered with sweat, which slid down his cheeks, but his eyes became more determined. Finally, the spell of the Great Void Collapse Finger was completed.

He raised his right hand and a brilliant light instantly burst out from his fingertips. This light seemed to have condensed all the light in the world, and with the power to destroy the world, it shot at the magic robot with only the lower half of its body left at lightning speed.

The moment the light came into contact with the magic robot, an unparalleled energy impact erupted. For a moment, the entire battlefield was shrouded in dazzling light, making it impossible to look directly at it. Strong air currents swept around, with flying sand and rocks, and smoke filling the sky.

Everyone waited nervously, their eyes fixed on the cloud of smoke, their hearts filled with anticipation and anxiety.

Gradually, the smoke and dust began to dissipate. When the vision gradually became clear, people saw a huge gully on the ground, which was bottomless, as if the earth was split open by a giant axe of the gods. And the once invincible magic robot had disappeared without a trace, without even a trace of wreckage left.

At this moment, the battlefield first fell into dead silence, and then broke into deafening cheers.

"Victory! We won!" The elves hugged each other excitedly and cried with joy. Their cheers echoed in Arathi Highlands and reached the sky.

The soldiers waved their weapons, their faces filled with joy of surviving the disaster and pride of victory. Their cheers were filled with hope for the future and longing for peace.

Zhang Deshuai looked at the cheering crowd, and the burden in his heart was finally lifted. The exhaustion came over him like a tide. But he also showed a gratified smile on his face, because this was the result of their joint efforts and bloody battles.

Elf Queen Eluvia walked up to Zhang Deshuai, her eyes full of gratitude and admiration: "Zhang Deshuai, you are our hero. You saved us."

Zhang Deshuai shook his head slightly: "This is a victory for all of us. It is the courage and sacrifice of every soldier that brought us today's results."

The pets also gathered around, the Qilin roared happily, the Frost Dragon circled in the air, the Chimera shook its three heads excitedly, the Thunder Ape beat its chest, the Diamond Turtle blinked slowly, and the Flower Fairy danced in the air.

The atmosphere on the battlefield was warm and cheerful, and people were immersed in the joy of victory. However, they also knew that this victory was hard-won and was forged with countless blood and sweat.

Amidst the cheers, Arathi Highlands ushered in a new dawn, and the hope of peace once again descended on this land.

After this thrilling battle, the elves fell into deep reflection. They clearly realized the limitations of their own strength. If it weren't for Zhang Deshuai's efforts to turn the tide at the critical moment, the casualties they faced would be unimaginable.

Just one magic robot beat the elves without any chance to fight back. The terrifying power and powerful attack caused the elves' defense to collapse instantly. Recalling the tragic scene, every elf was still terrified.

Elf Queen Eluvia looked at the devastated battlefield, her heart filled with fear and self-blame. She realized that the previous two wars were won too smoothly, so that she and her troops gradually became proud and complacent. They were immersed in the joy of victory, but ignored the potential crisis and their own shortcomings.

Now facing this powerful magic robot, they finally woke up from their dream and understood the truth that arrogance will lead to defeat. Eluvia looked at Zhang Deshuai in fear, her eyes full of gratitude. If it weren't for Zhang Deshuai's bravery and strength, she would have almost led the entire elf race into the pit of fire from which there would be no return.

She knew that the lesson she had learned this time was a painful one. In the future, she must be more cautious in every battle and not be carried away by a temporary victory. She must constantly improve her own strength and strengthen the research of strategies and tactics in order to truly protect the peace and tranquility of the elves.

The other elf warriors also bowed their heads, ashamed of their previous pride. This experience made them realize that war is cruel, and any underestimation of the enemy may bring disaster. They secretly swore in their hearts that they must train harder in the future, constantly improve themselves, and never make the same mistake again.

Under Zhang Deshuai's decisive blow, the magic robot turned into dust and disappeared on the battlefield. With this huge threat eliminated, the dwarf army did not take the opportunity to continue attacking, and this short and fierce war came to an abrupt end.

The battlefield was filled with smoke and blood, and it was a mess. The dwarves lost a magic robot that they had spent a lot of effort to build, which was undoubtedly a heavy blow. The elves also suffered heavy losses, hundreds of brave warriors closed their eyes forever, and thousands were injured. Their painful groans echoed in the air, which was heartbreaking.

The Elf Queen Elvia looked at the tragic scene, her eyes reddened, and she said with a trembling voice: "Sound the retreat." Her order rang out on the battlefield, and the tired and sad elven warriors began to retreat slowly, supporting their injured companions and walking towards the camp step by step.

After returning to the camp, the entire camp became busy in an instant. In the medical tent, healers shuttled back and forth, the magic lights in their hands kept flashing, and they tried their best to treat every wounded soldier. The fragrance of herbs and the cries of pain intertwined together, forming a heart-wrenching picture.

Just then, there was a commotion outside the camp. Not long after, a guard came to report: "Your Majesty, a dwarf envoy wants to see you."

The Elf Queen frowned slightly, her heart full of doubt and vigilance. After just experiencing a fierce battle, the arrival of the dwarf messenger forced her to be cautious. But she quickly made a decision: "Let him in."

The dwarf messenger walked into the tent under the guidance of the guards. He was short but very strong, with a serious and solemn expression on his face. He first bowed respectfully to the Elf Queen, and then said: "Dear Elf Queen, I come here on behalf of the Dwarf King to convey his wishes. This war has only brought pain and loss, and we dwarves do not want hatred to continue to spread."

The Elf Queen listened quietly, with no expression on her face, but she was thinking about the dwarf's intentions in her heart.

The dwarf messenger continued, "Although our magic robots are powerful, they have also paid a heavy price. We hope to temporarily cease fire with the elves and work together to find a peaceful way to resolve the dispute."

The atmosphere in the tent became extremely tense. The generals around the Elf Queen glared at the dwarves, expressing doubt and anger at the dwarves' proposal.

However, the Elf Queen fell into deep thought. She knew the cruelty of war and that both sides would face greater disasters if they continued to fight. After a long time, she finally said, "I need time to consider your proposal. Before I make a decision, both sides will temporarily maintain a ceasefire."

The Elf Queen looked at the dwarf messenger with sharp eyes, her tone full of doubt and questioning: "I want to ask you, you clearly had the upper hand at that time, why didn't you continue to attack?"

The dwarf envoy lowered his head slightly, showing a trace of helplessness on his face, and slowly said: "Dear Elf Queen, this is a misunderstanding. In fact, our king is ill and his condition is very serious. Our soldiers are stationed here not to provoke a war, but because we are worried that you will take the opportunity to attack us while the king is seriously ill. We have to be prepared for defense."

When the Elf Queen heard this, she was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on. She recalled the dwarves' personalities and tempers, and how they were always straightforward and hot-tempered, but this time they were able to control themselves. It turned out that there was a reason for this.

The Elf Queen's expression softened a little, and she said, "So that's how it is. It seems that a misunderstanding led to this war that was almost out of control."

The dwarf messenger then said, "Your Majesty, now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, we hope to coexist peacefully with the elves and work together to find a way to resolve the conflict between our two tribes. Our king also hopes to see a peaceful situation after he recovers."

The Elf Queen pondered for a moment and said, "This matter is of great importance. I need to discuss it with the elders of the tribe before I can give you an answer. But for now, both sides can maintain a ceasefire to avoid unnecessary conflicts and casualties."

The dwarf messenger nodded and said, "That's great. I will go back and wait for news from Her Majesty the Queen." After that, the dwarf messenger saluted the Elf Queen again, then turned and left.

The Elf Queen looked at the back of the dwarf messenger leaving, with a lot of thoughts in her mind. This sudden misunderstanding made both sides pay a painful price, and the next choice will determine the future of the two tribes.