Elven History Song

On the other side, in front of Ling Aohan's house, Ruan Guixian transformed into Gilgamesh and faced the hesitant enemy. The black short ponytail has now turned into golden waist-length hair that is fluttering in the wind. The pure energy formed by human admiration for her is condensed into a white and light-weight midriff-baring armor that emits golden light for protection. Covering her body, the lower body is a knee-length battle dress made of the same material. The white silk slightly covers her armor and her exposed body, bringing a vague beauty and at the same time an indescribable majesty. A power that only belongs to her gradually awakens.

The power that only belongs to her is formed by human worship of her. It is the worship that King Gilgamesh accumulated from thousands of people during his lifetime. To this day, as long as there are still people who have heard his name, they are still attracted by his great deeds. If she is impressed, this power will be continuously transported into her body. Even King Gilgamesh never described how powerful this power was to her, but he once said to Ruan Guixian, "If you can develop this power to the extreme, even the Mother of the Gods will be killed easily by you." ".

"Ants, listen up!"

Ruan Guixian looked contemptuously at every enemy standing in front of her, and she felt a chill in every enemy she looked at. She continued

"The king has given an order. None of you can go back alive today. Of course, the king will not treat you rebels mercifully, so we have a special treat for you from our captains. The king's servants have just entertained you. You, but that is the most merciful method, please be mentally prepared, because next, you will taste the king's wrath."

Golden light instantly lit up around most of the enemies in front of Ruan Guixian. Before they could see or react clearly, the sharp blade had already pierced many people's abdomens or cut their carotid arteries. Anyway, every wound was insignificant. It would be fatal immediately, and it would make them suffer for a long time, and they could only watch as they slowly died without being able to do anything about it. That light is a human form condensed by Ruan Guixian's special king's power. Each humanoid seems to be holding a sword or a broadsword in its hand. That power can transform into any form and appear anywhere according to Ruan Guixian's will. This is Gilgamesh. The strongest power that the king left to her.

The green healing light brought by wood magic lit up from all over the battlefield. Ruan Guixian looked at the human beings with a contemptuous smile on her face.

"It's useless. There is a mark added by the king on it. No matter what kind of magic it is, there is no magic cure. You can just wait quietly for the day of death to come. Hahahaha!"

After laughing at those people, the golden humanoid began to run quickly in all directions according to Ruan Guiqian's will. The people with wounds cut by those human figures slumped on the ground with despairing faces, waiting for death to come. No matter how they tried, the wounds could not be healed, and blood kept flowing from them, which had dyed their clothes and clothes red. Ruan Guixian turned a deaf ear to the earth, whether it was crying or cursing. All she enjoyed was the despair on their faces. Even Ling Aohan, who was sitting in the bedroom watching this scene, shook his head and sighed.

"This guy, the Human King, will always carry the shadow of that king once he transforms."

Lin Shuangzhi put down her wine glass and waved her hands.

"I'm taking the first step, King."

"have fun."

"It's a pity that you don't participate in this game yourself. Aren't you bored?"

Ling Aohan took a sip of the red wine in the glass and placed the glass on the table, tilting his head and gently pressing it with his hand.

"It's not bad to taste their despair here."

Ling Aohan had that evil smile on his face, and the look in his eyes showed that he was actually enjoying this game. He had no sympathy for those who were brutally killed. In his eyes, those people Death is not important at all. He does not care whether one person dies or a hundred thousand people die. He only needs to maintain his own interests.

Ruan Guixian's humanoid soldiers did not run very fast. Even so, those people still avoided these humanoid soldiers and began to flee towards the rear. The four remaining leaders didn't know what to do for a while. Even if they were forced to give orders in this scene, those people would not necessarily listen to them, because they had already realized that Ling Aohan and the captains were overwhelming. The power of sex. Before this, neither Ruan Guiqian nor Sima Yiyan discovered their true power. It was not until Ling Aohan forcibly injected divinity into these two people before this war that the hidden power was revealed.

Earlier, behind Ling Aohan's house, five large ships about 25 meters long were sailing towards here loaded with people.

The fallen angel stood on the deck of the front ship and looked at Ling Aohan's home not far away. He got the news that the lights at Ling Aohan's home had been turned off, and Ling Aohan was probably asleep.

"In this case, let's fight quickly. We must not give him any time to react when dealing with this person, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

In his panic, the fallen angel had no time to turn around and immediately distanced himself from the person in charge of contact who was standing behind him. The voice was definitely not the one he was familiar with. He didn't know when a third person came here and they were completely unaware of it.

After pulling away, the fallen angel immediately turned around and looked there. Xu Xuanye was standing there wearing a silver-gray armor with a unique shape and holding Gungnir in his hand. The person responsible for contact had already been stabbed through the throat by him with a gun. His hands, feet, and heart fell to the ground. The only thing he could do was to look at Xu Xuanye with wide eyes in horror.

"This is the meeting gift I brought to you on the king's order. Everyone else on this ship except you is in the same state as the one on the ground. They will die soon. There is no need to try to treat this wound. The king is for us A death mark is attached, and all the damage caused cannot be healed by any means. Several other ships should also have greeting gifts, but I am only responsible for this one. Since the gifts have been brought, I will leave first."

After saying that, Xu Xuanye turned over and jumped onto the mast of the ship. The eight-legged Pegasus flew from the sky in response to Xu Xuanye's call.

"Merry Christmas, ho ho ho ho!"

Before leaving, Xu Xuanye left these words that seemed to have unclear meaning to them. After all, they were not celebrating Christmas. Ling Aohan, who was sitting in the bedroom, almost let go of his hand holding the red wine glass when he heard these words.

"Really, this person is always so out of tune."