Black Hearted Mage

Caesars frowned, his heart filled with confusion and bewilderment. He looked at the three elders before him and asked firmly, "Three elders, you are definitely not asking me to come here just to watch the battle, right? What exactly is the reason for my coming here?"

Krasus, standing nearby, smiled slightly, his eyes gleaming with admiration. He patted Caesar's shoulder and whispered, "Boy, you're very clever. Actually, we need the power of the Frost Crown Badge, but without your participation, we won't be able to reap its full stat bonuses."

Caesars was stunned when he heard this and quickly asked, "Why is this happening? Can't you just take it directly?"

Krasus patiently explained, "Because this badge requires the approval of a specific bloodline to exert its maximum effect. To others, it is just an ordinary magic badge. We need to borrow your Frost Crown Badge, so you can't stay too far away from us."

Caesar nodded in understanding. He took the Frost Crown badge from his storage ring and carefully handed it to Krasus. Krasus took the badge and then handed it to Old Ethan beside him.

The Great Elder looked at Old Ethan, his eyes filled with trust and expectation. He introduced, "Old Ethan is the most powerful among us. He is an arcane elf. Because this mutant monster is extremely resistant to elemental spells, even immune to many elemental spells, only arcane magic can effectively hunt it."

Kaesas didn't know much about the mysterious arcane, only that both arcane and shadow came from the void, but they were completely different. Arcane was a powerful and magical force that could manipulate elements, change the form of matter, and create a variety of magical effects; while shadow was a darker energy that could corrode and distort everything, even devouring the soul.

"Let's go and hunt this monster down quickly. It will get stronger every time it eats!" Old Ethan said solemnly.

He had already donned the Frost Crown emblem and began to cast buff spells on himself continuously. As he chanted the spell, a huge arcane energy surged through him, and flashes of purple magical light flashed by.

The other two old elves were also casting various buff spells on themselves. From the colors of the magical light flashing from them, it could be seen that both of them were preparing to use ice spells.

"Caesars, I didn't know they wanted to borrow the magic badge. They just asked me to bring you here to watch the battle!" Phyllis explained anxiously. She was dressed in black leather armor and looked a little bewildered. Clearly, she had been tricked by the three old men.

"It's okay, ma'am, it's just a small matter. Although you can gain something from watching the battle videos, it's not like experiencing it firsthand. Besides, I also want to learn the combat skills of the three elders." Kaisas comforted with a smile.

The three old elves slowly approached the mutated monster. They stood in a row, about ten meters apart. Old Ethan began to chant a spell, his body enveloped in arcane radiance, emitting a dazzling light—this was the passive skill Arcane Corrosion, which could enhance arcane damage.

As time went by, Old Ethan finally finished preparing the attack spell. At the same time, the other two old elves also quickly chanted the spell. Their purpose was very clear, which was to use frost spells to slow down the movement speed of the mutant monster.

In the blink of an eye, a torrent of frost spells rained down upon the mutant beast like a torrential downpour, mercilessly freezing its limbs. The beast roared with fury, clearly extremely dissatisfied with the actions of the three old elves. Its tail, like a black steel whip, lashed out violently, easily shattering the thick ice with a few blows.

At that moment, Old Ethan unleashed his arcane magic with pinpoint accuracy, striking the beast directly in the mouth. Several arcane missiles relentlessly pierced its maw, inflicting immense pain. Krasus and Destro continued to cast frost spells, once again trapping the beast's claws firmly within the ice.

"It's about to breathe, block its mouth with ice!"

As Old Ethan shouted, Caesars, who was in the distance, immediately noticed that something was wrong with the mutant beast in the distance. He saw that its neck was gradually getting thicker, and the black scales in that area seemed to be slowly wriggling.

Krasus used Multicast again, each time sending four sharp ice spears piercing the beast's mouth. Simultaneously, Destro unleashed a powerful Freeze spell, also using Multicast, centered around the ice spear in the beast's mouth, rapidly freezing it.

Old Ethan began to prepare his strongest single-target arcane spell, Arcane Blast. However, due to concerns about insufficient attack power, he decided to add Arcane Torrent and Arcane Corrosion.

At this moment, the mutant beast was in extreme pain. The ice spears pierced deep into its throat, causing its open mouth full of fangs to be tightly frozen. At this moment, it was not only unable to spit out deadly breath, but it couldn't even close its mouth.

At that moment, a massive arcane energy surged violently around him, seemingly breaking free from all restraints. The surrounding elemental energies were also affected, triggering a powerful resonance. Caesars suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, realizing that Old Ethan's spell had triggered an elemental tide, rendering him unable to capture the surrounding dark elements.

At this moment, Caesars felt that all the elemental energies around him were like wild horses running out of control, like overflowing floods, and seemed extremely violent.

Arcane Blast instantly struck the beast. This single-target spell had a certain range of attack. The powerful Arcane Blast instantly knocked the mutant beast away. Caesars saw that the beast's head had cracked open, and shards of ice mixed with smelly blood were spurting out from its neck.

"Back off!"

Old Ethan yelled, "Back off!" and then used Flash to flee the scene. Seeing this, the other two old elves followed suit. Their figures vanished in an instant, leaving only a blur of light.

The severely wounded mutant beast displayed an unimaginable vitality. Even though its skull was cracked and green liquid oozing out, it still stood stubbornly, refusing to fall. Its blood-red eyes searched for the figure that had injured it, filled with rage and murderous intent.

Caesars seemed to be extremely frightened at this moment, his body trembling continuously. He was tightly grasped by Phyllis and retreated repeatedly.

"How terrifying! This is absolutely horrible!" Caesars said in horror, "Its brains are flowing out, but it hasn't fallen down yet!"

"Don't be afraid, child," Old Ethan comforted him. "It has the blood of the Abyss Dragon, and its magic core has mutated. Although it can only survive for about five minutes, it is now in a violent state and is immune to most magical and physical attacks. We just need to wait patiently."

At this point, the three old elves also retreated to their original position. Because the mutant monster was overfed, its movements became somewhat sluggish. As it chased Old Ethan, its massive body and drooping belly plowed a deep furrow in the ground.

"Can you try to freeze it again?" Old Ethan suggested.

The two old elves quickly cast several large frost spells, but the mutant beast remained able to move freely, unfrozen. It was immune to frost spells, but fortunately, its movements were very slow, and due to the large wound on its neck, it had lost its ranged magical attack, Breath.

Although severely wounded, the mutated beast remained extremely dangerous. Its body was only a little over ten meters long, yet its whip-like tail stretched nearly twenty meters. When it swung its tail across the surrounding area, trees were severed in half, demonstrating the danger of its tail.

The human archers in the distance noticed that the monster had suffered fatal injuries. Some of them took out magic communication stones and seemed to be delivering a message to someone.

At the same time, the three old elves also received a report from Shadow Dancer, and learned that a large number of humans had left the border of the Violet Alliance and were heading here.

"Little guy, these humans are planning to take advantage of us. Even after nearly 20,000 years, they still haven't learned to control their desires!" Crassus put away the communication stone and looked towards the eastern part of the forest.

"Three elders, with your formidable strength, why do you still dare to come and fight for the monster's corpse?"

Caesars was a little confused. The human archers were not blind and they saw the magic battle from afar.

"Boy, in their eyes, there are only five of us. As long as more archers come, they can still kill us here. In their cognition, the range of a strong bow exceeds that of magic, so their desire overcomes reason. But they will also pay a heavy price for their greed!" Crassus said to Caesar next to him as he retreated.

Time passed little by little, and the three old elves, along with Caesars and Phyllis, kept retreating, always staying out of the attack range of the mutant monsters.

Meanwhile, the elven shadow dancers and magic archers had quietly circled behind the humans. Hidden among the trees, they waited quietly for their opportunity. These elves were well-trained, their movements light and swift, like ghosts.

The extremely brutal monster had lost its ability to move and was lying on the ground gasping for breath. It was about to face the end of its life.

Old Ethan sensed the mutated monster and used his magical tentacles to probe its vitality. Too much foul-smelling blood had been lost, and its heartbeat was already extremely weak.

"Be careful of the human assassins. I sense that they are about fifty yards away from us." Old Ethan said lightly. He was not worried about the other elves, but was a little worried about the weak Kaisas.

"Don't worry, Old Ethan. My perception is pretty good too. I can take care of these bugs."

Great Elder Krasus smiled faintly, and an ice shield appeared around him. He immediately activated Flash, appearing twenty-five yards away. Then, a Frost Nova erupted. Frost spread within a twenty-yard radius centered on Krasus, revealing several stealthy Terran assassins. The soles of their boots were frozen, and before they could react, the freezing spell spread outward.

The frost on the ground turned into ice in an instant, and it was gradually thickening. The short boots of the six human assassins were frozen in the ice.

Destro, standing next to Caesar, had already begun chanting a lengthy spell. Caesar could feel the temperature around him rapidly dropping. Then snowflakes began to fall from the sky, spinning at high speed within a thirty-five-yard radius.

Three stalkers emerged from the snowstorm, their bodies clung to snowflakes, instantly breaking their stealth spell. The fluttering snowflakes began to multiply, exploding into a sudden surge. Just as the three human assassins tried to escape the spell's range, they found themselves frozen.

Finally, with the human archers' attention completely drawn to the battle ahead, the elves launched their attack. The magic archers drew their longbows and took aim at the defenseless human warriors. With a single command, arrows rained down upon the human camp.

At the same time, the elven shadow dancers also rushed out from the shadows, holding short knives, and nimbly shuttled among the humans. Each move was extremely precise, taking away one life after another.

The human race was instantly thrown into chaos. They had never expected to encounter such a fierce attack. Many people fell in a pool of blood before they could even react.

This sudden change made the originally confident human race completely panic. They began to flee everywhere, but found that they were already surrounded by elves.

In the chaos, a human in armor shouted loudly: "Don't panic! Organize a counterattack!" However, his voice was quickly drowned out by the shouts of killing.

The elves did not give the humans a chance to breathe, and continued their merciless slaughter. The blood in the forest dyed the land red, and the screams of the humans echoed in the air.

In this battle, the human race is destined to pay a heavy price for its greed...

"Elder Destro, your magic is so powerful that the assassin has been frozen into an ice sculpture!"

Kaisas's face was full of envy. The elven elder's spell was so powerful that the human assassin lost his ability to move before he could even react.

"Their bodies below the head are all necrotic. They will die after the ice melts. This is their punishment!"

"Elder, what was the name of that spell just now?" Caesar asked curiously.

"A weakened version of Blizzard. Their level is too low!"

The battle between the elves and humans ended quickly, in less than half an hour. Although the Shadow Leopard joined in the hunt for the stalkers, a few humans still managed to escape. These were cowards who didn't participate in the battle at all, nor did they enter the elves' encirclement.