Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

With a roar, Wang Zhan unleashed all his concentrated strength into a fierce attack on the fire lizard's head! In an instant, an extremely powerful energy wave surged out, rushing straight towards the fire lizard.

The fire lizard seemed to have also sensed this terrifying force. It stopped fleeing and chose to face Wang Zhan's attack head-on.

The two forces collided instantly, and a dazzling light burst out at the intersection, as if to tear the entire space apart.

At the same time, accompanied by a deafening roar, billowing smoke and dust rose into the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

When the dust settled, I took a closer look and saw that the fire lizard had suffered serious injuries on its head.

It was like being struck by lightning, its whole body was twitching violently, and it was obviously seriously injured.

"Good opportunity, right now!" Wang Zhan secretly rejoiced. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he prepared to give the fire lizard the final and most fatal blow.

At this moment, a cry as clear and melodious as the sound of a yellow oriole, yet containing a hint of majesty, suddenly exploded like thunder from the plain: "Stop!"

Wang Zhan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman in an emerald green dress rushing towards him.

She had a graceful figure and light steps, like a dancing butterfly, which instantly attracted Wang Zhan's attention.

Only after she came closer did Wang Zhan see clearly that she had a beautiful face, skin whiter than snow, eyebrows curved like a crescent moon, eyes bright as stars, lips naturally rosy, and long, glossy black hair that fluttered in the wind, adding a touch of spirit and beauty. This woman was indeed beautiful, but Wang Zhan would not be easily captivated by her beauty.

At this moment, her face was full of anger, her eyes were wide open, and she stared at Wang Zhan in the field.

"This fire lizard is the guardian beast of our tribe. You must not hurt it at all!" the woman in green shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Wang Zhan, who was originally preparing to kill the fire lizard, had to stop his actions. He slowly withdrew his palm and looked up and down at the woman in green who suddenly appeared with a slightly puzzled look.

"Little girl, who are you? Why did you wait until this critical moment to show up in a hurry to stop me from killing this monster?" Wang Zhan had a grim face and his voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze the air around him.

Facing the powerful pressure from Wang Zhan, the woman in green showed no fear at all. She clasped her hands in front of her chest, held her head high, and looked directly into Wang Zhan's sharp hawk-like eyes without flinching.

"Hmph, my name is Qingluo, and I'm from the elf tribe nearby. You, a guy who came out of nowhere, injured our guardian beast without any explanation as soon as you arrived here. What on earth are you thinking?" Qingluo raised her eyebrows and questioned in a tough tone.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer: "I was walking here quietly, but this beast attacked me for no reason. Am I supposed to just stand there stupidly and let it bite me?"

After hearing this, Qingluo frowned and retorted, "Nonsense! Although this fire lizard is a bit naughty by nature, it never actively hurts others. If you hadn't provoked it first, why would it attack you?"

Qingluo said this in a decisive tone, her beautiful eyes still fixed on Wang Zhan, as if she wanted to see through his eyes to see his true thoughts.

Wang Zhan snorted coldly, "I think you, little elf, have been bewitched by this beast."

Qingluo's face flushed with anger. "You are so unreasonable! I saw with my own eyes that the fire lizard was right here. It was you who started it first."

Just when the two were deadlocked and neither would give in, suddenly, a majestic voice like a huge bell came from a distance, like thunder out of the blue, abruptly interrupting their heated conversation.

"Enough! Stop arguing with each other!" The voice was deafening, and the pressure contained in it made people feel awe.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a white-haired old man walking towards them slowly but steadily, leaning on a cane engraved with mysterious runes.

When Wang Zhan and Qing Luo heard the sudden shout, they both turned their eyes to the old man.

Seeing this, Wang Zhan no longer stood on the fire lizard's head as before, but flashed and jumped directly from the top of the fire lizard's head.

When the old man came closer, his weathered face and deep, wise eyes appeared clearly before the two of them.

He slowly opened his mouth and said, "This gentleman is visiting us for the first time, so perhaps there are some misunderstandings. However, Qingluo, please do not be so impulsive and impatient. It is absolutely not the proper etiquette to criticize a guest who has come from afar without any reason."

When Qingluo heard this, her lips unconsciously pouted slightly, appearing a little dissatisfied, but she still obediently followed the old man's teachings.

She lowered her head and muttered softly, "But Grandpa, look, our fire lizards are already seriously injured..."

Upon hearing this, the old man simply waved his hand gently, signaling Qingluo to calm down.

Then he moved to the injured fire lizard and carefully checked its injuries.

After a thorough examination, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly, "Don't worry. Although the injury is serious, it's not life-threatening. Just take good care of it for a while and it will heal as before."

Then, the old man turned his head and looked at Wang Zhan again.

When the old man finally saw Wang Zhan's face clearly, he was stunned at first, as if he had seen something extremely shocking.

Then, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "So... So it's the patron saint of the human race—Lord Zhan Huang—who has arrived! I, Qing Ming, would like to pay my respects to Lord Zhan Huang. I hope you will forgive me for any impoliteness!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man knelt down on his knees without any hesitation and bowed respectfully to Wang Zhan.

This sudden action surprised Wang Zhan, and he quickly reached out to support the old man in front of him.

After all, it is not auspicious to have such an old person kneeling down to you, and the scene feels quite weird.

After Wang Zhan helped the old man to his feet, he quickly found an excuse to explain, "Old man, please don't be so polite. I'm going out this time purely to hone myself. As for my identity, it's really not that important, so don't take it to heart!"

At this moment, Qingluo, who was standing by, overheard the conversation between the two and looked towards Wang Zhan in astonishment. She then quickly stepped forward, bowed, and said anxiously, "Oh, I didn't expect that Lord Zhan Huang would come here in person. I, Qingluo, really didn't recognize you. If I have offended you just now, I hope Lord Zhan Huang will forgive me!"

Hearing Qingluo's words, Wang Zhan's originally somewhat unhappy mood immediately dissipated half. He waved his hand calmly and responded, "Forget it, forget it. Ignorance is not a crime. I simply stumbled into this place by accident. Now, I really want to know what kind of place this is."

Hearing this, Elder Qingming did not dare to neglect and hurriedly bowed and replied, "Reporting to Lord Zhan Huang, this place is called Linghuan Mountain. It is the place where our elves have lived and multiplied for generations."

"The elves?" Wang Zhan silently recalled the memories he had inherited from the War Emperor.

As far as he knew, the elves were not a large group, with only about 10,000 people at most. Compared with the human and demon races, which often had a population of tens of millions, they were simply insignificant and not worth mentioning.