Beast God's Assault

Having to wear a mask just to be seen by others—anyone who didn't know better would assume she was hideous. Being different from normal people in such a way would put immense psychological pressure on anyone.

Catherine loved it here; she loved staying with the Moon Elf Race.

"Haha, well, you can take off your mask now," Olivier said with a smile.

He had been making this request for a long time.

He finally understood why Catherine had been unwilling to remove her mask, and now that the issue was about to be resolved, he was eager to see what she looked like.

"Ah, this..." Catherine froze at Olivier's words, not knowing how to respond.

"I'm not mentally prepared yet." Although she hoped to live like a normal person, now that the moment had come to remove the mask she had worn for so many years, Catherine hesitated.

"Haha, it's alright, come here, let me take it off for you." Olivier reached out to remove it.

"Slap." Catherine swatted his hand away and turned to leave.

"Uh, haha, Catherine, are you shy?" Olivier paused, laughing toward the retreating figure of Catherine.

After that, Catherine spent a long time with Isabelle, asking for guidance on her cultivation.

Both Isabelle and Catherine cultivated the Life Law. In the past, Catherine had always fumbled through her cultivation alone, so she was naturally happy to have someone to guide her now.

Olivier, however, had nothing to do. He felt bored; he stayed behind partly to look after Catherine, and partly to wait for the Beast God to arrive so he could capture him in one fell swoop and then spread the word to lure out the other two High Gods.

One day, Olivier lay on a tree, staring blankly into the distance.

A peerless elven beauty walked slowly from afar, her face as beautiful as a flower, her elegance unmatched—even surpassing Isabelle.

The bored Olivier noticed her instantly. He realized that Catherine had entered his divine sense range.

Olivier looked once, then looked again, thinking he had seen wrong. He had never seen this elven beauty before; her peerless face was so stunning that he even forgot he had realized it was Catherine.

"Are you Catherine?" After watching for a while, Olivier's brain finally caught up. It was indeed Catherine's aura.

"My god, Catherine, you are too beautiful. It's over, it's over, I think I'm falling in love with you," Olivier exclaimed.

"Olivier, I knew you were a lecher, hmph." Catherine blushed, speaking with cold aloofness.

"Heaven is my witness, I was speaking from the heart." After years of being together, Olivier had grown very fond of Catherine—her kindness, and now, her beauty.

It didn't matter if he was a lecher for once.

After a slight blush, Catherine gave Olivier a cold look. Faced with his confession, she didn't know what to say, so she turned and walked away.

"Why did she just walk off like that?" Olivier muttered. "She must be shy. If she's shy, there's a chance."

He reasoned: Catherine must have just taken off her mask and, seeing him for the first time since, was unable to handle such a blunt confession.

Ever since Catherine revealed her elven identity, she seemed to have truly integrated into the Moon Elf Race, and the Moon Elf Race had accepted her as one of their own. Two male Mid-level Gods often tried to curry favor with her.

As for Olivier, Catherine seemed to intentionally avoid him. The opportunities for them to meet became fewer and fewer, which left Olivier feeling very depressed; he even felt like beating up every member of the Moon Elf Race one by one.

Fifty days after arriving at the Moon Elf Capital.

"Isabelle, an old friend is here. Come out quickly." The voice echoed throughout the Moon Elf Capital. The Beast God, whom Olivier had been waiting for so long, had finally arrived.

"Two High Gods, eight Mid-level Gods, and ten Low-level Gods." The intruders made no attempt to hide their auras. This lineup was absolutely capable of razing the Moon Elf Capital to the ground.

"Beast God, you finally came," Isabelle said. "I didn't expect the Wolf God to come as well. It seems you are determined to wipe out our Moon Elf Race?"

Isabelle spoke, shocked that the Beast God and the Wolf God, two great High Gods, had joined forces.

For a long time, the four High Gods had been equal in strength, none willing to submit to the others. Now that two had appeared simultaneously, she knew she could not contend with them based on her own strength.

The Beast God stood four meters tall, with a green face and fangs—ugly to the extreme—holding a large axe in his hand.

The Wolf God appeared as a young man with very sharp eyes, wearing a black robe, as if he were hiding within the darkness.

"I can spare the Moon Elf Race, but I have one condition. As long as you agree to marry me, I can let your Moon Elf Race go. Hahaha!" The Beast God laughed wildly.

Upon hearing this, Isabelle's face turned green.

"Wolf God, our Moon Elf Race has no feud with you, what is the meaning of this?" Isabelle asked the Wolf God.

"Isabelle, as an old friend, I advise you not to resist. The Beast God has broken through; from now on, this land will honor him as supreme. What is wrong with that?" the Wolf God said.

"Impossible." Isabelle refused flatly.

The Moon Elf Race would never submit. Isabelle also knew that even if she married the Beast God, he would not let her go. Furthermore, the Orc Race loved to eat Moon Elves; for thousands of years, many had been devoured by them. Rather than die in humiliation, it was better to fight to the death.

"Since that is the case, kill them all!" the Beast God ordered.

He was the first to target Isabelle, and the Wolf God followed closely behind. Two against one, Isabelle was instantly in grave danger.

Including Catherine, the Elf Race only had six Mid-level Gods, while the enemy had eight. The Mid-level Gods were also facing two-on-one situations, and Catherine happened to be besieged by two Mid-level Gods, both of whom were at the peak of the Mid-level God realm.

Their plan was to concentrate their superior forces to eliminate the opposition's personnel first, then proceed with the encirclement. With Catherine's current strength, it was highly likely she would be captured alive by these two.

She was instantly suppressed, teetering on the brink of disaster.

The battle erupted in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, they were on the verge of total collapse.

Olivier had originally intended to observe the situation and find an opportunity for a sneak attack, but he could no longer wait.

Am I going to die right now? I hope Olivier can escape.

Catherine blocked an attack from one Mid-level God, but she couldn't block the greatsword coming from the other. As the blade descended, Catherine felt that her chances of survival were slim.

The greatsword was about to descend upon Catherine's head.

At the most critical, thousand-jun moment.

The Light Elemental Profundity and Darkness Elemental Profundity fused completely, as did the Light Divine Power and Darkness Divine Power; Olivier appeared instantly beside the two Mid-level Gods besieging Catherine, and without a single wasted movement, he struck twice.

Swish, swish—two strikes.

Both Mid-level Gods were cleaved in two and died.

"Catherine, hurry and go help the other Mid-level Gods," Olivier transmitted his voice to Catherine.

Catherine had not yet recovered from the shock of being saved, but Olivier had already vanished.

Ah, was that really Olivier just now? Instantly killing two Mid-level Gods—when did his strength become so formidable? There was no time for further reflection; Catherine composed herself and immediately went to assist a Moon Elf Mid-level God who was being besieged.

Olivier had killed the two Mid-level Gods silently and without the slightest pause; he hoped to see if he could seize the chance to launch a sneak attack before the Beast God and the Wolf God noticed him.

However, launching a sneak attack on a High-level God was not as simple as doing so against a Mid-level God.