Dalesi Yi, who had never seen Alustriel in her sword-dance state before, looked at the beautiful girl before him and saw the light vanish from her eyes.
She was like one of the corpses summoned by his necromancy—head lowered, utterly devoid of life.
At this moment, Uchiha Madara no longer cared that his Wood Dragon Technique was nearly unable to restrain the bone dragon. Though he knew of Alustriel's state, he had never seen it himself.
This was truly a feast for his eyes.
At the same time, however, Uchiha Madara had some doubts. He knew Alustriel's strength well. To force her into a full-power state without even exchanging blows—just who was the person Dalesi Yi had summoned?
Looking at the person Dalesi Yi had summoned, Uchiha Madara saw that he was indeed imposing. His skin even gave off something of a demonkin feeling.
Then Alustriel, who had been hanging her head, suddenly raised it. Her eyes remained dull and lifeless, but they now carried a far colder aura.
"Y-you... are you alright?" Dalesi Yi asked as he looked at Alustriel.
Dalesi Yi had no idea why the princess of the elf race, a people who symbolized nature and life, had suddenly become like a corpse. He assumed it was because the Demon King's strength was too overwhelming and had frightened Alustriel into this state.
Dalesi Yi felt somewhat guilty. Though elves and necromancers were mortal enemies, he and Alustriel had never even met. Killing such a beautiful girl felt truly sinful.
Alustriel left only a white streak of sword light in the darkness before vanishing from Dalesi Yi's sight.
By the time Dalesi Yi reacted, the silver-white longsword had already reached his throat.
Uchiha Madara saw that the strike was about to land, but this Demon King was clearly