Death Guns In Another World

1397  Chapter 1254: The Wyvern's King

Upon realizing the dangers, the matriarch instantly decided to retreat. Along with her snarls, the matriarch underneath her feet turned around and flew back toward the stalactite pillars at the rear. After hearing her command, the dark elves swiftly prepared themselves for evacuation. They berated, urged, and sent their slaves to their death while earning themselves a chance to escape. With the opportunity, they dashed toward their family camp.

But suddenly, a violent blast exploded.

Boom!

Green, elemental winds broke the bombardment of magical spells as they rose from the ground and into the air. In an instant, the entire city shook. The dome trembled in the fierce bombardment and pieces of gravel fell from time to time. Some dark elves who couldn't evade in time were crushed to death by heavier boulders that landed from above. The massive airwaves sent many dark elves rolling on the ground. At that moment, the matriarch turned around and hurriedly glanced at the situation.

Then, she witnessed a scene that she could never forget.

An enormous, big wyvern, eight to nine meters tall and emanating elemental brilliance, appeared before her very eyes.

Staring at the enormous beast, the matriarch broke out in cold sweat. Perhaps ordinary dark elves wouldn't know what that monster was, its true identity, but as someone knowledgeable and also as someone who had lived longer it went without saying that she knew what it meant.

''Wyvern's King!"

A profound and dreadful chill continuously radiated from the wyvern's king body, like an invisible fluctuation that quickly spread all over the sky.

The matriarch was shivering in fear. She couldn't believe that someone was able to tame this beast turning it into her pet. Not only you must be strong, but you must also have an affinity with the beast. It is extremely rare to see someone owing such powerful.

The frightened matriarch couldn't think straight any longer.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

Sensing the wind element gathering rapidly toward the wyvern on the ground, the matriarch flinched and her expression turned exceedingly ugly. As soon as the wyvern manipulated the wind element of this place, the dark elves would undoubtedly turn into fish on the cutting board, ready to be slaughtered. Even though dark elves mastered unique magical arts, they relied upon the power of nature, after all. And now, as the elemental power leaned toward the other side, their fate had been determined.

The matriarch trembled in the air desperately in the most embarrassing manner of her whole life. She didn't even look back to witness the plight of the guards and slaves who were resisting the enemy. Because without the need of turning around, she knew that they wouldn't be able to survive.

It was just as she expected.

The deep, heavy air expanded while the huge wyvern sauntered forward. Along with its movement, all the buildings lined up in its path were as though crushed into powder and flattened by an invisible bulldozer. Meanwhile, before the dark elf guards and slaves inflicted any damage to the wyvern, they held their throats with their hands and collapsed with ashen expressions. The surging wind element gradually coalesced toward the wyvern's king like courtiers having an audience with the sovereign king. The shimmering green brilliance metamorphosed into layers of bright barriers that enfolded the wyvern. At a glance from a distance, the phenomenon seemed just like a tornado that connected heaven and earth, leaving one shuddering in fear.

"Haa… Haa…"

The matriarch felt her steps getting heavier. The entrance was less than 50 meters away and she would normally be able to complete the sprint in the blink of an eye. But now, she felt like her body was so heavy, as though her limbs were injected with lead. She widened her mouth and panted for air, but couldn't feel any oxygen entering her body. The burning and stinging pain in her lungs magnified, spreading toward other parts of her body. Shortly after, the matriarch's vision turned blurry. She lifted her head in a daze, trembling as she stretched out her arms. The exexquisiteoor engraved with a magnificent statue was right before her eyes.

'Five more steps… Just five more steps and I can return to the safety of my home. Then, I will have the chance… the chance to…'

BOOM!

The matriarch's consciousness came to an end. Before she reached her hand out for the heavy door, she plunged to the ground head-first and stopped breathing. But this was still the better outcome. At the very least, she didn't need to witness the destruction of the family that she took great pains to build.

Meanwhile, unlike what the wyvern would have usually done by flying in the air instead, he was walking to taunt the enemy making them more afraid. The wyvern continued to saunter forward, but its surroundings were dead silent.

Most enemies ended up just like their matriarch. The lack of oxygen made them fall into a coma. It could also be said that as the wind element gathered to the wyvern's king, the air around it had become extremely thin. In such an environment, one couldn't maintain normal breathing, not to mention when one needed to take in more oxygen for attacks. The dark elves in the distance initially decided to shield the matriarch. However, they didn't expect the enemy to have such strong control over the wind element that they couldn't even chant their curse. Even if they could, their voices were so soft as though they were whispering. Before the curse was completed, they were already gasping for air. If it weren't for the fact that they retreated in time, perhaps they would have followed the footsteps of their matriarch.

At that moment, the enormous white wolf arrived at the stalactite pillars. It narrowed its eyes to stare at them and lifted its head abruptly.

"Roar———!"

Along with this roar, the air around the wyvern trembled. AiAirwavesiffused in visible ripples with the wyvern's king in the center, erupting in the surroundings.

In a string of explosions, the ground crumbled. The outer walls and door that should have been strong enough to withstand explosions crumbled like fragile pieces of cheese. The stalactite pillars that were the foundation of the family building rocked and trembled, while lines of spider web-like cracks spread across their surface. The wyvern's king extended its front claws and slammed the stalactite pillars.

Everything ended.

Gazing at the fluttering sand and billowing smoke from a distance, the dark elves exchanged gazes with one another speechlessly. They were the only survivors who escaped in time. They were also fortunate to be serving as the support in the battle and placed by the rear. That was why the moment they realized that the situation was getting out of hand, they turned around and fled immediately, barely escaping disaster, and didn't end up like their pitiful matriarch. But even so, the dark elves couldn't help but shudder in fear at the sight of their family's crumbling honor. In Gandor City, even though it wasn't news that dark elf families slaughtered and demolished one another, they were good in assassinations and ambushes. The dark elves disdained the method of confronting enemies like how Pandora charged around like a violent cavalryman.

However, they didn't expect to fall into this battle style that they looked down upon.

Looking on helplessly at their collapsing home, the dark elves felt intense fear. For the first time, the absolute difference in strength made them suspect whether adhering to the dark elves' creed was the right choice all along. Dark elves always looked down upon frontal attacks and thought that only slaves would deploy that strategy. Assassination, murder, and betrayal were the arts they insisted upon. But now, they started to doubt if relying upon them was able to strengthen them.

Boom!

Another stalactite pillar collapsed, crushing three to four other pillars in bursts of dust. Looking at this scene, the dark elves were entirely speechless. Of course, they knew that the other pillars didn't belong to their family, but were owned by the Nilerea family instead. The family had intended to sit this one out and reap the spoils later.

Bet they didn't expect themselves to be implicated.

''What should we do?"

After a few moments, one of the dark elf mages asked helplessly. This was the first time she revealed fright and despair on her pretty face. Upon hearing her question, not only did the other dark elf not mock her timidity, which was uncharacteristic, but also displayed a face full of uncertainty.

"I think we should report the situation to Matriarch Nilerea right away…"

"…"

After hearing her answer, the other dark elves remained silent, exchanged looks with one another, and nodded. Shortly after, the dark elves vanished into the darkness.

Meanwhile, the wyvern's king that was set free after a long time continued his rampage. The reason it appeared here was to show its strength to further throw the enemy into chaos. This was Maria's decision and Luna approved it, it was why she sent the wyvern's king here to wreak havoc.

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