I was so scared that I put all my points into health.

To everyone's surprise, the battle came to an end so quickly.

The Elemental Dragon King (in human form) released three Binding Rings onto the man in black. These three rings were Soul Lock, Movement Restriction, and Illusion, respectively, making it impossible for the man in black to break free.

Then, without haste, the Elf King Dragon conjured an ancient and elegant elven staff in its right hand as if by magic. This staff seemed to have traveled from ancient mythology, its surface covered with mysterious runes, each telling a story of bygone ages. Holding the staff, the Elf King Dragon began to unleash its mystical magic. Its voice, as if from the distant stars, was a deep and rhythmic chant, a call from the very depths of its soul.

As the Elf King Dragon chanted, three magic circles slowly appeared above the black-clad man's head. These three magic circles, like three enormous vortexes, rotated slowly but steadily in the air, emanating an ancient and mysterious power. This array was called the Starry Triple Restriction Array.

Immediately, a terrifying spell was about to be unleashed: Elven Magic - Exquisite Illusory Flame, a spell infused with powerful elemental forces. The enormous magic circle in the sky began to flash with dazzling light, the light growing stronger and stronger, as if it would tear the entire sky apart. Under this intense light, iridescent flames erupted like from the gates of a mythical inferno. The flames seemed alive, pouring down upon the man in black with a destructive force. The dazzling colors were like nature's most terrifying art, each flame seemingly capable of incinerating all evil in the world.

The man in black was struck by this sudden and powerful magic, his body instantly bound by an immense force. His eyes were tightly shut as he struggled under the powerful magic, resembling an insect trapped in a spider's web, unable to break free. Normally, after being struck by such a powerful spirit-binding ring spell, he should have surrendered and awaited death.

However, things took an unexpected turn. The black-clad man suddenly opened his eyes, and even more tears of blood flowed from them. The tears, burning hot like flames, slid down his cheeks. As the tears flowed, a burst of black flame erupted from the location of his Spirit Binding Ring. This flame, like demonic fire erupting from the depths of hell, was filled with endless evil and rage. This black flame spread rapidly, gradually burning and destroying the Spirit Binding Ring. With the shattering of the Spirit Binding Ring, the magical power that had bound him instantly dissipated.

At the same time, the seven-colored flames within the magic circle surged forth like a raging tide. The power contained within those flames seemed poised to devour the entire world, destroying everything in their path. Just then, the black flames erupting from the man in black, like an enraged beast, charged out defiantly, fiercely clashing with the seven-colored flames mid-air. The two colors of flame collided, producing a deafening roar, and the blinding light turned everything around them into a white blur.

As the two flames clashed fiercely, tiny, scattered sparks broke free from the black flames, sprinkling towards the man in black like mischievous sprites. These sparks, seemingly insignificant, contained immense power. When they landed on the man's clothes, they were like igniting a haystack, instantly burning his clothes to ashes.

In that critical moment, the man in black displayed astonishing adaptability. He swiftly removed his black assassin's suit, vanishing into thin air. Then, he used a teleportation skill, his body seemingly disappearing from his original spot in an instant, reappearing a short distance away.

At this moment, his left shoulder and left arm were charred black by the terrifying seven-colored flames. The charred skin looked as if it had been brutally torn apart by the claws of fire, emitting a pungent, burnt smell. His expression was one of extreme pain, but he endured the agony and quickly took out a black pill from his pocket. This pill emitted a mysterious light, and the man in black placed it in his mouth without hesitation. Instantly, a powerful force spread through his body, and the wound on his shoulder began to heal at an astonishing speed.

The black-clad man's face, which had been filled with fear of death and resentment at defeat, was now replaced by a venomous expression. He stared intently at the Elf Dragon King (in human form), his eyes burning with rage. He thought to himself, "This is a huge loss! I've never experienced such a defeat before!"

In this small world of adventure, the man in black has always moved with unparalleled ease, relying on his formidable strength. In every mission, he is like an incomparably sharp dagger, piercing the enemy's heart without ever making a mistake. However, this time, against the Elf King Dragon (in human form), he suffered an unprecedented defeat.

His heart was filled with resentment. "It was supposed to be a simple operation, but I never expected it to turn out like this." He secretly vowed that he would make the Elf King Dragon (in human form) pay the price for today's failure.

So, gritting his teeth, his heart filled with determination, a powerful force erupted from his body. As this force surged forth, his body began to tremble violently, and more and more bloody tears flowed from his eyes. This power seemed to be burning with his own life; he was clearly fighting for his life.

The Elf King Dragon (in human form) remained standing there calmly, its eyes showing no emotion whatsoever. It was like an ancient and majestic mountain, unshakable by any raging storm.

Suddenly, the powerful aura emanating from the man in black began to weaken, like a punctured balloon. The tears of blood in his eyes stopped flowing, replaced by extreme anger and helplessness.

He began to yell furiously at the air, like a child throwing a tantrum after being spanked. He shouted and waved his arms angrily. "What right do you have to stop me? I will win!" His voice echoed shrilly in the magical space.

Just then, a mysterious magic circle suddenly appeared beneath the feet of the man in black. This magic circle emitted a black light, flickering as if summoning some unknown power. After the magic circle activated, the man in black's body began to blur.

His originally solidified body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, gradually becoming transparent. In the blink of an eye, he was about to be teleported to some unknown place by this magic circle.

However, the man in black was unwilling to be teleported away so easily. Inside the teleportation array, he acted like a spoiled child, throwing a tantrum. "I don't want to go! I haven't lost yet!" His voice echoed through the array, like the defiant roar of a caged animal.

He struggled and tried to destroy the teleportation array. But the array seemed to have a life of its own; no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't stop himself from being teleported.

The Elf Dragon King (in human form) had been silently observing everything, its face showing no change in expression. When it realized the man in black was about to be teleported elsewhere, it suddenly pointed its right hand slightly.

A dazzling ball of elven light, like a shooting star, shot from its fingertip, hurtling rapidly towards the black-clad man's abdomen. This ball of elven light contained immense power and moved at incredible speed.

As the man in black struggled, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. A tiny wound appeared on his abdomen, and a trickle of blood slowly flowed from the wound.

His eyes widened in astonishment. He never expected that the Elf King Dragon (in human form) could launch such a swift attack at this moment.

Although the wound was small, it dealt him a severe blow. However, the man in black possessed a tenacious will to live, like a resilient weed; even after suffering such a blow, he miraculously survived.

The Elf Dragon King (in human form) shook its head slightly after seeing the man in black dodge its attack, muttering to itself, "What a tenacious insect, he still managed to escape."

Taking advantage of the opportunity before the teleportation array completely swallowed him, the man in black quickly disappeared into the darkness, leaving only a faint trace of a magic circle, as if telling the story of the fierce battle that had just taken place.

The Elf Dragon King (in human form) gazed silently in the direction where the man in black had disappeared. Its deep, mysterious eyes remained largely unmoved, like a calm lake, untouched by even the slightest ripple from a pebble. In its long and powerful lifespan, such battles were merely a small episode among countless experiences. Like a wise sage who had weathered many storms yet remained serene, it was accustomed to challenges of this magnitude.

Wang Xiaoyi had already witnessed the power of the Elf King Dragon, so he remained calm. Alpha and Allen, however, seemed frozen in place, watching the unfolding events with astonishment. Their mouths were slightly agape, their eyes filled with shock and reverence. They knew deeply that there was a vast gap between themselves and such a powerful being, a gap that wasn't just in strength, but also in a kind of overwhelming pressure emanating from a different level of existence.

Several Gold-level adventurers stood frozen in place, their expressions as solemn as the sky before a storm. Their gazes were fixed on the now-empty direction, their hearts filled with shock and awe. What kind of being was this Elf Dragon King (in human form)? So terrifying! That brief but breathtaking exchange had given them a profound sense of its unfathomable power. If they had faced it, they would likely have faced certain death. Each of them secretly rejoiced that they hadn't confronted such a powerful enemy head-on; at the same time, they marveled at the existence of such a powerful creature in this world. This gave them a new understanding of what they usually considered true power, and filled their adventure with even greater reverence.

Meanwhile, the surrounding environment was a mess due to the recent battle. Traces of magical clashes were everywhere on the ground, and the once beautiful flowers and plants were trampled beyond recognition. The Elf Dragon King (in human form) gently waved his hand, and a gentle power emanated from him, slowly restoring the damaged environment to its original state.

The man in black was teleported to a secluded spot, where he healed his injuries while plotting his next revenge. His heart was filled with hatred for the Elf King Dragon; he was determined to avenge it.

Although his injuries healed quickly thanks to the black pill, the hatred within him burned like a raging fire, growing ever stronger. He secretly vowed that if he ever saw them again, he would make them pay a heavy price.