Seer: I, Miris, have no obstacles in my evolution

"Heavenly Dao Soul Emperor, stop being stubborn and stubborn. Joining Sorenson's Chaos faction will only bring you more casualties."

Odenari gave Tiandao Soul Emperor one last chance. After all, their companions all died at the hands of the Soul King. Giving them more chances would be a bit too saintly.

"I don't think so. They killed your companions, and you can still let us go?"

"What's more, tens of thousands of our companions died in the ancient war. Even if I am willing to reconcile, their families probably won't agree."

The Heavenly Dao Soul Emperor snorted coldly, obviously having been completely blinded by the Demon Lord Sorenson and the two Chaos Messengers and unable to think calmly.

His love and care for the Soul Kings under him is more like a teacher-student relationship than a clear superior-subordinate relationship. He teaches the Soul Kings as if they were his students.

Even though he knew that the Alien Soul King and the Immortal Soul King had committed unforgivable mistakes, he still blindly wanted to protect their lives.

Under the current circumstances, even if the Elf Kings do not execute the Alien Soul King and the Undead Soul King now, they will settle the score later.

In the heart of Heavenly Dao Soul King, the Elf King who might take revenge on him later is obviously not as important as Sorenson's camp.

"I."

Odneri was speechless for a moment. He wanted to say that he could forgive the Alien Soul King and the Undead Soul King, but when he thought of his dead companions, he couldn't say it.

"Look, you can't say it, we are all the same, let's fight!"

The Heavenly Dao Soul Emperor laughed disdainfully.

"He's right, O'Donnell, we must avenge our dead companions!"

Scarlett and Vans stood up and spoke almost at the same time.

Both of them are elven kings who hate evil. If they had any hesitation before about whether to stand completely against the Soul Forger, then this hesitation disappeared after the death of Ains and Malthus.

"Then let's fight!"

Odneri looked helpless, but in the end, the battle between him and the Heavenly Soul Emperor, or the Elf King and the Soul Forger, began.

After all, the Heavenly Dao Soul Emperor in front of them was no longer willing to listen to any truth. Even if he insisted on not fighting, the Heavenly Dao Soul Emperor would probably not let them leave easily.

He could only end this meaningless dispute as quickly as possible through fighting, so that he could use other methods to let the Heavenly Dao Soul Emperor see the Demon Lord Sorenson's ulterior motives in the future.

In an instant, Tiandao Soul Emperor and Odeneri, the two strongest men representing the Soul Forger and the Elf King respectively, began to confront each other on the ancient battlefield.

The two sides did not exchange many words, but a fierce battle broke out in an instant.

As the strongest men on both sides, Odenari and Tiandao Soul Emperor naturally started a fierce competition at the center of the battlefield.

The rest of the members also responded one by one. Canglan fought against the Alien Soul King and the Immortal Soul King alone. Although they suffered heavy losses, their foundation was still there, and it was not something the other Elf Kings could deal with alone.

The three Samurai Shodowns faced Scarlett, Monica and Vans respectively, while the remaining Soul King Eternal was dealt with by Bingpo Cold and Moira.

The Phantom of the Evil Spirit among the Three Spirits of Samurai Shodown is enough to tie with the Six Realms God King. I believe that even if the other two members are a little weaker, they must at least have the combat power of a mid-level Elf King.

And it is obvious that Scarlett, Vans and Monica's combat capabilities are also within the range of middle-level Elf Kings, so there is no need to analyze the confrontation between the three of them for the time being, and neither side should win.

Besides, the most powerful aspect of Samurai Shodown: The Three Phantoms is not head-on confrontation, but assassination, so it’s okay if the fight ends in a temporary draw.

Canglan's side was even more of a bully. Her combat power was among the best among the Elf Kings. She had the strength to defeat a Soul King. The alien Soul King and the Undead Soul King who were in a seriously injured state were no match for her at all.

After all, Canglan's strength is conservatively estimated to be that of an upper-level Elf King.

No matter how you think about it, the Four Soul Kings will not reach this level of strength. Otherwise, the Four Soul Kings plus the Heavenly Dao Soul Emperor will be elves with the strength of five upper-level elf kings.

How can the Elf Kings who haven't broken through yet fight?

I'm afraid we'll need to call back both Gloria and Fried.

Therefore, the combat power of the four soul kings has definitely not reached the level of the upper elf king. Even if it has reached it, it is only at the level of barely touching it.

If the combat power of the four soul kings is to truly reach the upper elf king level, they need to super evolve.

Looking at Bingpo Cold and Molier, Bingpo Cold's strength has barely reached the upper elf king level.

Coupled with the Grass-type Elf King Molier, a god-level nurse who can even save the dead Tree of Life, she is simply unbeatable.

The damage just dealt by Soul King Wujin will be healed back by Jasmine in the next moment, although the speed at which she deals damage is faster than the speed at which it is healed back.

But it was useless, Bingpo Cold's defense was also terrifyingly high, with 169 physical strength, and both special defense and defense reaching over 110.

The extra damage was insignificant to him, and the speed of both sides did not create much distance between them, so it was not realistic to use kite tactics.

For now, anyone with a brain can only think of one way to break the deadlock, which is to kill the wet nurse first.

"Raging Sword Attack!"

Soul King Wujin snorted softly, flicked the sword with his left hand, and a gorgeous dark blue flame instantly attached to the sword edge.

As the long sword swept across, a brilliant wave of fire passed between Bingpo Cold and Molier along an "S"-shaped route.

Soul King Wujin was in the midst of this wave of fire, like an elf in the night sky, making it impossible to see or understand her attack intentions.

Bingpo Cold could only perceive a surging wave of fire rushing towards him, and he subconsciously thought that the target was himself.

"The north wind is biting!"

Bingpo Cold roared, and the ice power in his body transformed into layers of extremely cold mist that slowly gathered together.

At the same time, his elf companion Frosen roared, and rushed out with his heavy body and extremely fast speed accompanied by the surging extremely cold fog.

During the attack, the extremely cold fog gradually condensed into substance, and the dense ice cones squirmed like the ocean, crashing towards the surging waves of fire.

Unexpectedly, when the fire wave receded, there was no sign of the Soul King Wujin. Before Bingpo Cold could react, a beast roar came from behind him.

It turned out that the wave of fire just now was just a feint to attract Bingpo Cold's attention. The real target of the Soul King Wujin has always been Molier who was beside him.

"The beautiful figure absorbs the spiritual flame!"

The figure of the Endless Soul King emerged from the waves of fire, his whole body wrapped in brilliant blue and red flames, and he turned into a blazing fire dragon and killed towards Molier.

Little did they know that although Moli'er's fighting ability was not as strong as that of other Elf Kings, she was not a burden that could be easily defeated.

The moment Soul King Wujin raised his sword and attacked Rui'er, her elf companion Glass reacted instantly. Its hair stood on end, and it looked like a cat with its fur standing on end, but it rushed towards the fire wave like a warrior.

But the fire attack was not as straight as lightning, but meandered and spread from all directions. Even with Glass's obstruction, there were still a lot of flames that enveloped Molier.