The holy sword flashed green brilliantly, striking Ye Luo's blade with lightning speed. A terrifying shockwave rippled outward, blasting all of Ye Luo's clones that had been besieging Klaist hundreds of meters away.
The holy artifact had automatically protected its master!
Ye Luo sighed, feeling rather regretful. He had lost that opportunity; he could no longer kill Klaist now.
With his severe injuries, the Nature Domain vanished. The Elf Queen and all the Elf Race elders immediately surrounded Klaist, protecting him at the center.
"Well, well. A dignified level-thirty expert fighting a level-twenty-seven opponent, yet you brought along so many family members. Looks like you never had any confidence in defeating me from the start, Klaist..." Ye Luo's four clones drew together. Facing the many powerful experts, he treated them as though they were nothing.
Fatis gritted his teeth. "Ye Luo, don't get cocky. What can one person accomplish no matter how strong they are? The elders and queen of our Elf Race are all here, along with our fleet. Today, we'll definitely keep you here!"
"Keep me here for what? To treat me to a meal? Or a drink? Or..." Ye Luo's gaze suddenly turned lecherous as he looked at the Elf Queen. His spiritual power had already far surpassed those of the same level, and with the support of his psychic primal power, it was even more monstrously strong. His eyes roamed over the Elf Queen's body, lingering for several seconds on her full breasts and perky buttocks. That aggressively invasive gaze instantly filled the Elf Queen's face with fury.
"Damn you, Ye Luo! I'll kill you!!" Seeing Ye Luo's lecherous stare, Klaist's fury surged. His anger struck at his heart, and after roaring, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Klaist, stop talking. Focus on healing your