Han Jin staggered forward and threw himself on Jared's body. Blood gushed out like a fountain, nourishing Han Jin who was almost exhausted.
With his vital energy exhausted, Han Jin was so tired that he couldn't even keep his eyelids open. However, he couldn't just fall asleep like this. He had worked so hard just to absorb more energy. The dragon finally fell down. There was only one last step left. He had to persist no matter what.
Han Jin lured the dragon far away, so the battle here didn't disturb the elves who were besieging the city. In fact, even if they were disturbed, the elves wouldn't be able to come to help, because Dismark was by no means a good-for-nothing. Anyone who looked down on him would taste the bitter fruit!
After being harassed by Han Jin, the elves had just calmed down when a gust of gloomy air gushed out of the Holy Crown City and blew into the elves' camp.
If Han Jin saw the first scene, he would immediately know what it was. Ghosts! Tens of millions of ferocious ghosts!
There were no ghosts in this world, but what the necromancers created from corpses were ghosts.
To be more precise, a Specter had its own body and traces. It also had the ability to be almost immune to physical damage. In order to effectively attack a Specter, one must use magic and Dou Qi. In theory, a Specter could kill all the ordinary people on the continent.
Compared with the ferocious ghosts in Han Jin's impression, ghosts had lost their memories and were as clumsy as puppets. They had no intelligence and their attacking methods were monotonous. Any high-level professional could kill a large number of ghosts as easily as crushing ants.
But ferocious ghosts were different. Conventional attacking methods couldn't work at all. Except for Han Jin, only the priests could hurt them. Moreover, ferocious ghosts had all their memories before they died, which meant that they also had a certain level of intelligence.
Han Jin killed Cromwell in Isolated Cliff City. As a result, Cromwell turned into a ferocious ghost, which was very unfortunate. At that time, Han Jin's strength wasn't very strong, but when it came to catching ghosts, no one in this world could compare with him. In the end, Cromwell was thrown into the Soul-Devouring Bead and became Harley's toy.
Before the gloomy air gushed into the camp, the commander of the army, Prudence, the chief elder of the United Senate, and Lydia had already sensed that something was wrong, but they couldn't tell what it was!
Gusts of bone-chilling air permeated through the campsite, and one elf after another was awakened from their sleep. They could only feel their scalps tingling, and their hair standing on end, as if there was something extremely ferocious staring at them, but they couldn't see anything.
In fact, it was very difficult for ferocious ghosts to cause harm to ordinary living beings. In this aspect, they were far inferior to ghosts. As long as they could maintain their composure, no matter how ferocious the ferocious ghosts were, they could only return with regret.
But the elves didn't understand this. They were terrified, and even if they hugged each other, they couldn't ease the coldness that seeped into the depths of their souls. Their absent-mindedness naturally gave the ferocious ghosts an opportunity.
Finally, an elf was controlled by the ferocious ghost. His sea blue eyes gradually turned light green. He suddenly grabbed the hair of his companion next to him and bit his shoulder like a mad tiger.
The rest of the elves were scared out of their wits, and their minds became even more chaotic. Then, one after another, the elves became crazy and attacked their companions without reason. And this wasn't an isolated phenomenon. In every corner of the camp, the same thing was happening. The whole camp collapsed!
Of course, nothing happened to Prudence and the other elves. The stronger they were, the stronger their will would be, and it was impossible for them to be controlled by the ferocious ghosts.
When the situation became more and more chaotic, Prudence issued a very stupid order. He allowed the elves to freely attack their companions who had lost their minds. In fact, they only needed to knock their companions out, or find a way to stall for time. When the east was bright, the chaos would disappear. But Prudence didn't understand this, and he issued the order to kill!
The gates of the Holy Crown City were all opened, and Dismark personally led the army out of the city. The two sides fell into a chaotic battle. One side was undisturbed, while the other side had become a frightened bird. The result could be imagined. Prudence retreated dozens of miles with his army, while Dismark quickly retreated back to the city before the Green Dragon arrived.
From the beginning of the siege until now, only one day and one night had passed, and the elves had suffered an unprecedented loss. However, Prudence had gathered a total of hundreds of thousands of troops. He had the strength to launch another battle, but the morale of the elves had dropped to the lowest point. The heavy losses in the siege, Han Jin's harassment, and Dismark's counterattack had left a deep shadow in the hearts of the elves. What's more, before he figured out Dismark's means, how could Prudence have the courage to launch another attack?! Moreover, it was impossible for him to figure it out.
Prudence was angry and frustrated, while Dismark was laughing wildly. He thought that he had the power to unify the continent, because he held an invincible trump card.
However, Dismark laughed too early. If he knew the origin of Han Jin, he might have burst into tears. He was like a mouse that had gone through untold hardships and finally became a demon. He proudly drilled out of his hole, only to find a thousand-year-old cat demon standing outside. This was purely a prank of fate! Dismark's trump card was simply a plate of sweet and delicious snacks for Han Jin. Unfortunately, Han Jin's target was the giant dragon, and temporarily missed the opportunity to eat to his heart's content, but only temporarily!
Harley, on the God of War, was anxious. He was the ghost spirit of the Soul Devouring Orb, and he had learned some methods from Han Jin. Like Han Jin, he knew what those things were. They were tonics … excellent tonics! However, there were too many tonics. If he rashly rushed down, not only would he not gain any benefits, he might even be torn to pieces by the tonics. Moreover, he was the temporary captain of the God of War. Besides Han Jin and himself, no one else could control the God of War. If he left the God of War alone to replenish the tonics, in case something went wrong, even if the tonics did not tear him to pieces, Han Jin would come back and take his life. He was very clear that Han Jin had preserved his consciousness and what kind of favor it was.
The time before dawn was the darkest. Han Jin slowly stood up. This giant dragon's strength was not as strong as the previous one. He had absorbed a total of 20 Xuan's energy. This could be considered a glorious result. If he killed another giant dragon, he could use the seven Space Magic Crystals to create a large formation.
Han Jin strode to the front of the dragon's head, waved his Green Aura, and slashed a dozen times. He cut open the giant dragon's skull and dug out a Space Magic Crystal the size of a washbasin. He stored it in his Space Ring, and then his body sank. He needed to find a quiet place to recover his energy. The God of War was a good choice, but the sky was about to brighten. He did not know any concealment techniques. If he rashly went back, he might expose the position of the God of War. The elves had very good eyesight, and there was no lack of experts in the camp. Of course, Han Jin did not know that Dismark had already destroyed the elves' camp.
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The sun rose and set, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed. This was one of the benefits of not being a boss. On the God of War, there were Harley, Hogan, and Dominique. In the army, there were Guevara, Lang Ning, and Majordomo Gail. He was very assured that he would not be distracted by external matters.
Rising from the ground and looking at the clear blue sky, Han Jin could not help but let out a clear cry. He had a breakthrough in his state of mind, and then he received a large amount of energy. He had to admit that his luck was really good. A feeling of fullness and joy flowed through his body. This was not an emotional fluctuation, but a real state of mind!
It didn't take long for Han Jin to appear near the Holy Crown City. To his surprise, the endless barracks had disappeared inexplicably, leaving only a mess on the ground. Outside the city, more than ten thousand soldiers were busy cleaning up the mess left by the elves. They had been working for three days, but still couldn't clean up all the things left by the elves. From time to time, a team of silver pegasi approached and then wandered around. Dismark's soldiers seemed to be used to it. They simply ignored those elves and continued to do their own work. The elves did not launch an attack, but just stayed outside and observed.
What happened? Dismark had defeated the elves' attack?? Han Jin could not help but frown. According to Harley's introduction, Dismark should be at a disadvantage. Moreover, the elves had more than ten dragons. Dismark could not win. At most, he could delay until winter came. Could it be that … the elves took the initiative to retreat? Did Prudence want to lure Dismark out of the Holy Crown City?
During the time when Han Jin was observing, a team of pegasi soldiers had found Han Jin on the hill and accelerated to this place. Han Jin did not want to have a conflict with those elves. Although he hated them to the core, it did not mean that he would kill them one by one.
After a moment, Han Jin appeared in a dead alley in the Holy Crown City. Taking off his blood-stained robe, Han Jin put on a brand new white magic robe and slowly walked out of the alley.
The Holy Crown City was a rich city with a large population. The streets were full of shops and pedestrians, and most of them looked happy. Han Jin mixed in the crowd, walking and looking around.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of him. The pedestrians all stopped, including Han Jin. Not long after, a team of soldiers escorting hundreds of elves came over.
Because they had captured so many elves, the alchemists in the city didn't have enough time to make so many shackles. The ones in their inventory had long been used up, so Dismark's soldiers used a cruel and barbaric method. They directly cut off the elves' wrists and shoulders. Without their hands, the elves lost their ability to fight. The soldiers also used a long rope to tie one of the elves' legs together, making it impossible for them to escape. The wounds were treated with alchemy potions, and the veins had a chance to heal. However, the elves could no longer lift heavy objects.
In most cases, the elven prisoners of war were only used for one purpose, which was to be used as sex slaves. Not only humans liked them, but other races also liked them. After all, everyone loved beauty.
The elven prisoners were getting closer and closer. All of them were in ragged clothes, and all of them had dull eyes, which was a sharp contrast to the pedestrians on both sides. The wounds on their shoulders and wrists had just scabbed, so they staggered as they walked. If an elf walked slowly and slowed down the whole team, the soldiers would mercilessly lash him with their whips.
Compared to Zagunéd, Dismark's rule was very lax. The pedestrians on both sides were not afraid of the soldiers, and were even talking with great interest. A few children came out of the crowd and threw stones at the elves. The crowd roared with laughter. The adults did not care, and neither did the soldiers. They were all laughing and watching the fun.
A big man stepped forward and whispered a few words into the children's ears. The group of children screamed and rushed over, grabbing a female elf's robe and tearing it apart. The robe was already in tatters, and it was torn apart in a few moments. Then, the children turned their attention to the muslin dress. The elf anxiously dodged left and right, but her arms were not under her control. There were also small hands jumping around her, so she could not dodge. With a rip, the muslin dress was also torn apart.
The elf was very anxious. She lifted her only mobile foot and kicked a child to the ground. In fact, she also knew her situation. She was afraid of provoking the anger of the soldiers, so she did not use any strength at all. However, she kicked a child after all. The child felt that he had been wronged and sat there crying loudly.
The soldiers in charge of escorting the captives were furious. They surrounded the elf and whipped her hard. The elf screamed a few times, lost her balance, and fell to the ground. However, the soldiers did not let her go and continued to whip her.
Seeing the miserable state of their companion, the rest of the elves were angry and rushed over. At this moment, a loud shout was heard. "What are you doing?!"
Following the shout, more than ten Knights rushed over from the other end of the long street. The leading Knight was wearing a black heavy armor that covered his entire body and face. There was no way to see his face. In his right hand was a black and red war spear. Han Jin recognized him. He was Dismark's number one warrior, the Bloody Knight Gerald. When Han Jin saw Gerald for the first time, Gerald was a powerful being that he could only look up to. He, Morrisons, and the dark elves led by Hazel did not dare to attack him. However, at this moment, Han Jin might be able to kill Gerald in one move!
In less than three years, Han Jin's strength had become so powerful that it could only be described as' rapid progress'!
"General!" The soldiers in charge of escorting the captives hurriedly knelt on the ground.
Gerald looked down and said coldly, "What's the matter?" His voice was very strange. It sounded like metal screaming, hoarse and sharp. It gave people an indescribable feeling.
"General, this elf attacked our civilians!" A soldier mustered up his courage and replied.
Gerald glanced at the child. The child had stopped crying long ago. The name of the Bloody Knight could not only stop children from crying at night, but also during the day.
"Let her get up and continue walking. Don't waste time." Gerald waved his hand.
"Yes, General." The soldier replied as he reached out and grabbed the elf's hair, trying to lift her up.
The pitiful elf had suffered countless whips and kicks. She was already on the verge of fainting. As soon as the soldier let go, she softly fell to the ground.
Gerald frowned. The black and red war spear in his hand pierced out like lightning and pierced the elf's knee. Blood splattered. The elf's leg was severed from the knee as if it had been cut by a knife. She let out a miserable scream and then fainted.
The children cried out and scattered. The child sitting on the ground also squeezed into the crowd. The big man who came up with the idea shrunk back timidly. In fact, he only wanted to feast his eyes. Gerald's methods were too extreme and not something that ordinary people could appreciate.
"Continue walking!" Gerald put away his war spear.
The soldiers drove the captive forward. Half of the bloody leg was still tied to the rope and followed the elves. The commotion among the elves also disappeared miraculously. They knew what kind of person Gerald was. If they delayed any longer, perhaps Gerald would kill them all.
Han Jin quietly watched the scene in front of him. There was no ripple in his heart. If those messy things didn't happen, if Sunier was still by his side, he would have already taken action. Even if he couldn't save the elves, he could at least punish the criminals. In Isolated Cliff City, he and Sunier had done many such things. Sunier was his wife, and the elves were undoubtedly his family. Of course, he would help them!
However, the elves' attitude and actions had completely and irreparably hurt him. In his eyes, every elf was so detestable. Even if Dismark could be kind, the elves would die in his hands sooner or later.
His indifference was completely the result of the elves' own actions!
Gerald was just about to urge his horse to move when his eyes suddenly stopped on Han Jin. No wonder. Han Jin's appearance and temperament were too outstanding. Compared to the timid and slightly fearful expressions of the pedestrians, his cold and indifferent attitude was particularly eye-catching.
Gerald suddenly jumped off his horse and strode in front of Han Jin. He scanned Han Jin from head to toe and said coldly, "Magician? Why can't I sense your magic power? "
Han Jin didn't expect Gerald to come to him. He felt a little helpless and a little amused. He glanced at Gerald and turned to walk to the side.
"Wait!" Gerald stretched out his war spear and blocked Han Jin's way. "Who are you?"
"I'm just a traveler," Han Jin said softly. "Don't bother me." The first sentence could barely be considered an explanation, but the second sentence was full of provocation and hard to accept. In fact, Han Jin was only warning Gerald. In his opinion, it was very natural. If he didn't want to sit on top of the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and if he didn't think that Dismark would be at a disadvantage, he wouldn't have backed away.
Gerald was furious and released his combat power. The surrounding people scattered to the sides and looked at Han Jin as if they were looking at a dead man.
Han Jin suddenly turned his head and looked at Gerald with a slightly mocking smile. From not wanting to kill, to being forced to kill, to taking the initiative to kill, this was a cruel growth. If Gerald didn't know what was good for him, he wouldn't mind taking his life immediately.
Hatred, pain, and power. These three could easily make people lose their sense of direction, and Han Jin had all of them. If Guevara and the others were here and understood Han Jin's current state of mind, they would also feel that Han Jin was a stranger!
Gerald suddenly remembered something and lowered his war spear bit by bit. Han Jin ignored Gerald and walked away step by step …
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