The fifth king of the elves

Chapter 986. 986. Destruction
Darkley didn't want to show anything on purpose, but felt from the bottom of his heart that these people were not worthy of being his opponents.

After all, the level of elves trained with him every day has gone beyond what ordinary people can understand.

What Darkley said out of his own pride was extremely insulting. There are so many elves present. Are you treating all the elves as air?
The feeling of being scorned angered the ship's trainers as well as the elves.

"Don't underestimate people too much!"

"Even if you are Darkley, I will let you taste the taste of failure today."

The trainers gave instructions in turn, and the elves occupying the best attack position took the lead.

Looking at the skills that hit him like a torrential rain, he didn't intend to fight back or dodge, just as he promised, he was willing to give the people here a chance to make the first move.

In mid-air above the deck, Darkley's position became a sea of ​​skills gathering. I don't know how many skills joined it, hitting Darkley.

After the skills hit, there were continuous explosions, and the dazzling lights kept flickering, so that no one present could see clearly what happened inside, whether Darkrai had been seriously injured.

The ball of light gathered in mid-air suddenly expanded, like a rapidly inflated balloon. The invisible white light flashed at a high frequency, and the trainers covered their eyes with their hands.

Seeing that Darkley hadn't moved, the shivering reporter thought that he had finally escaped, but he never thought that Darkley, who turned around, gently threw out a dark hole, knocking her down directly.

"We are not trainers!"

If she came to attack, how dare he release the dark hole so freely.

The crew members who thought they were going to lie on the ground also found that Darkley was just staring at him without moving.

Fly in the sky, shoot down.

The crew on the deck had a face-to-face meeting with Darkley, who was trembling all over and didn't even have the courage to defend himself.

Darkrai didn't spare any elves at all.

Even he didn't know why he was lost.

This elf was beyond his imagination. Before that, he had never imagined that an elf could face the siege of more than a hundred elves, and wipe out the opponent's entire army in about a minute.

With such a huge gap in numbers, how can you subdue the opponent by swarming up and attacking wantonly?

The reason Darkley didn't leave directly also had his own worries.

"Weak, they are all so weak."

They wanted Darkrai to understand that the target of the attack was wrong.

There is almost no place to stay on the entire deck. Looking up, it is full of people and elves who are being harassed by nightmares, with painful expressions and constant groans.

Darkley gave up all the elves around him, shuttled through the sea of ​​intertwined skills without touching his body, and came to Heluga in an instant.

This jet of flame was actually spit out by a Heluga, Darkrai released the dark hole to bring down an annoying Ma Huanla on the left, and took a look at it for a while.

"Boat, turn around."

But as soon as he thought of Mari Luli pressing on him and hammering at him, Darkley erased from his mind the point that he thought Mari Luli was good just now.

The elves flying in the air were stunned, and they didn't even react when the ball with black light flashed in front of them.

Unable to hear Darkley's words clearly, the crew member stammered and asked, "What?"

Raise your hands high and shoot out the dark holes, and the dense black holes are shot out like bullets. Every dark hole accurately finds the object that should fall down and have a nightmare, and the reporter is no exception.

The spots spread rapidly, like invisible black raindrops falling straight from the sky, hitting the ball of light intensively, and the ball of light turned into an irregular, constantly wriggling pitch-black sphere in the blink of an eye.

However, like a god of death, Darkrai, who made the deck full of sleeping elves, gave the reporter a cold look.

Those who swim in the sea, when they sense it, fly out of the deck and shoot a dark hole into the water.

If it wasn't that he didn't want to be a little embarrassed when he went back, Darkley didn't even want to dodge or defend.

Relying on the walkie-talkie, the captain who was at the helm immediately ordered to return.

This feeling of being paid attention to was not pleasant, and Hei Lujia couldn't help taking a few steps back.

"Is there no Mary Luli on board?"

The black Luga panicked for no reason when he saw Darkley looking at him.

Just when someone suspected that the ball of light was about to explode, black spots appeared on the ball of light that was slowly rising upwards.

Darkley didn't leave, he floated to the surface of the sea, and fished out the drowsy elf who fell into the water just now.

A chill ran up his spine, and the reporter who spoke couldn't help shivering.

Realizing that he was violently ridiculed by Heluga, he opened his mouth to bite Darkrai, but he was caught in the dark hole in mid-air and fell straight to the ground.

"It's all Hei Lujia, you are so weak..."

When the reporter found that his companion had fallen, he quickly yelled for Da Kelai to stop.

The supercilious guy hadn't kept his eyes on an elf for so long since he got on the boat.

Seeing a cloud of elves falling from the sky, the other elves who felt bad did not need the trainer's instructions, and immediately attacked Darkrai.

"Go back to Binhai City, understand?"

This idea now seems very wrong.

Darkley stood in the middle of these people, without saying a word, like a monster that just crawled out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood. The aura of keeping strangers out of his body made the crew members terrified and did not dare to look at each other.

The reporter felt that his consciousness quickly moved away from his body at this moment, and the boundless darkness invaded and enveloped her tightly.

The reporters who set up the equipment did not wait for the opportunity to watch the scene behind the fog wall, and the camera recorded the terrible scene where Darkley lightly knocked down nearly a hundred elves.

Darkley felt it quickly, feeling a little lost.

Catching a jet of flame with his bare hands, Darkley found that the jet of flame had no power at all, and the charcoal fire that Luther grilled for wild elves was more lethal than it looked.

Frozen light, is it to this extent?
With a wave of Darkley's hand, another elf that released its skills fell to the ground. This time, he actually thought that Mary Luli was pretty good.

The people and elves on the deck had no chance to retreat, and they could only fall to the ground in a daze after meeting each other.

Before listening to Luther telling stories to Acerola, I heard that someone stole property while others were asleep.

Now that so many trainers are down here, if someone in the crew has other thoughts and ends up slandering Qi Dao...

Darkley felt that Luther would definitely be able to solve this kind of pediatric slander, but he didn't want Luther to be troubled by trivial matters at this juncture.

My trainer is preparing for an extremely large plan, so if he can help share some of his worries, he should do his best to share his worries.

(End of this chapter)