The Lonely God of Death

Two Burrowing Rat, hundreds of meters underground, darted about haphazardly, quickly moving away from the Treasury and even escaping beyond the King City.

At this very moment.

William slumped down inside the cave, waving his right hand. He gasped for breath, "I can't dig anymore, I really can't dig anymore. My left hand is fine, but my left arm is terribly swollen."

Moxis glanced at William's thicker left arm, then at his slender left hand, and rolled his eyes dismissively.

As a man, you don't even have this much stamina?

hehe...

Waste!

Moxis casually cast a restorative Magic, then frowned and used Magic to sense if anyone was chasing them.

Two or three minutes passed.

Director Mo then stroked his chin and said, "They probably didn't catch up. It seems what we stole wasn't anything particularly valuable. Luckily, we weren't too greedy, otherwise I probably would have been discovered when I touched the Otherworld Space Barrier."

Keep digging, dig for tens of thousands of meters, and we'll be able to get out."

"Still digging? Tens of thousands of meters? I can't do that, boss..." The Prince speechless. Did they really think I enjoyed digging? Especially on this lousy island, with so many hard mineral veins underneath.

"If we don't dig now, we'll just be surrounded by a bunch of Dark Creatures. Do you really want to drink the Transformation Potion?"

"Dig, dig, dig, what's there to drink? Consider it exercise." William twitched his lips; he'd rather dig than drink the remaining Transformation Potion.

At the same time.

Little Fatty and his companions joined the battlefield as temporary Mercenaries.

At this very moment.

A magnificent battle is underway.

This scene was far beyond anything that could be compared to the battlefields of the Southeastern Region.

After the Streamer Player entered the battlefield, they felt like they were just a few tiny insects.

Everyone else was so tall, strong, and fierce.

Both sides, friend and foe.

Mid-rank soldiers are just grunts.

Only the High-Class are the Regular Army.

Grandmaster represent high-end combat power.

Epic is the pinnacle.

The Legendary, however, lie on another battlefield.

Little Fatty zoomed the camera up to its highest point and witnessed a breathtaking scene.

Suddenly, a Demon Cavern rose from the ground, and hundreds of thousands of Dark Creatures, who had been prepared, rushed towards the lower battlefield in an instant. Just as countless Dark Creatures were about to tear the tens of thousands of Elf soldiers apart,

A Water Element Archmage stepped forward.

He simply waved his wand lightly.

Countless water elements converged in an instant.

That moment.

Many people looked up.

It's like seeing a Large Lake suddenly reflected in the sky, its surface as smooth as a mirror, without a single ripple.

Upon witnessing that scene, the hundreds of thousands of Dark Creatures that had emerged seemed to desperately want to retreat back into their Demon Cavern.

Forbidden Spell!

The Floods Over Heaven!

The moment that Large Lake, spanning tens of thousands of square meters, landed with a thud.

Boom!

That wasn't a flood...

It was like a heavy mountain crashing down in an instant, crushing countless Dark Creatures into a bloody pulp.

Only then did the raging floodwaters disperse the Dark Army.

"Do you really think I, Demon, am immune to your attacks?" A Demon of Epic-Class glared angrily, his body Air Blast, and instantly charged towards the Archmage who could cast Forbidden Spell.

There are very few powerful beings like the Elves.

This is a Archmage has the potential to become Legendary.

If possible, he must be killed.

But at the same time...

An Epic-Class melee Elf also charged at the opponent, blocking his path. The moment the two began their battle, only a deafening roar remained.

Both shot into the sky at the same time.

The mere shockwaves from the battle between the two were enough to kill many soldiers.

This is Elf do not want to see.

As for Demon?

They didn't care.

pity.

Kronos had sternly warned them that they were not allowed to do so!

Those who did this are all already dead...

Three Epic-Class Demon and one Legendary Demon Lord have already been killed by Kronos himself.

It's just like killing chickens and slaughtering dogs.

He was easily crushed to death by Kronos's own hands, without any power to resist.

Yes, the war was indeed started by Kronos, but he has become Saint and no longer needs to obey the Dark Monarch in everything. Now that he has entered the Dark World, he is an equal being.

In that case, the master of this battlefield would be Kronos, even though the vast majority of his subordinates were Demon and Dark Creatures, they would still have to obey his orders.

As the Dark World sought to invade, Kronos conveniently used their power to allow the Moonlight Elven Clan to be reborn in blood.

It's all about mutual exploitation. If the Moonlight Elven Clan is truly crippled...

It would be better to eke out a living in the Fourth Era under the protection of the two Saint, or even abandon a treasure trove like Moonlight Island and hide in a remote area.

Kronos doesn't need others to see through him.

All he needed to do was be the executioner who slaughtered his own people.

Maybe.

He killed countless people.

Maybe.

Nobody understands.

But he doesn't need to understand.

He couldn't know beforehand whether what he did was right or wrong...

Only history can prove his actions right.

Kronos had a dream.

One day.

The flourishing and powerful Moonlight Elf left a significant mark on history.

It's precisely because of him, this traitor!

This awakened the fighting spirit of the Elves, leading them to become powerful.

"I truly hope that when that moment comes, even if my corpse is nailed to the pillar of shame and cursed by countless people, so what? You... are still my most beloved people..." Kronos sat alone on the throne, looking at the empty hall and the Royal Palace devoid of any green plants, his eyes filled with longing for the future.

As William said.

This undamaged Royal Palace was a place he used to remember his ancestors.

Because every king is lonely.

Kronos was a lonely God of Death, waiting for a new king to take his own head with rage and sword, and to lead his people to prosperity and rebirth as a warning!

Little Fatty and his friends dared not participate in the war. Ignoring the disapproving looks from others, they hid in a safe corner and continued to provide the audience with a good visual experience.

"Look, the Gunner!"

"Holy crap, Gunner this powerful?"

Many viewers kept spamming the Bullet Commentary with comments.

A Master Tier Gunner charged into the battlefield, wielding what appeared to be Hand Cannon with the Gun-Fighting Arts!

A series of dense white Mana Cannon roared out.

Bang bang bang...

The shooting wasn't fast, but it was powerful and rhythmic...

Wherever the Mana Cannon went, it was utterly devastating, instantly turning Dark Creatures into ashes.

When a Demon of the same rank charged in.

The Gunner ignored him completely, instead throwing two Hand Cannon into the sky. The two Hand Cannon spun, unleashing beams of energy that shot out in all directions, instantly clearing out a large swath of Dark Creatures.

"Kill him!" the Demon roared, transforming into a black shadow and crashing down.

But just then...

The unarmed Gunner took a step back, and an extremely long sniper cannon appeared out of thin air.

The Mana Crystal on the sniper cannon was glowing, and he was also pouring his battle Battle Aura into it!

Boom!

A beam of light, thousands of meters long Pierce the entire battlefield!

And that Demon... died on the spot.

It has to be said.

Gunner are a class that appeared in the Third Era; they are not only powerful but also very cool.

This scene stunned many Player.

But the more crucial point is...

This job is absolutely pay-to-win!

Those Long Guns and Short Cannons inlaid with purple Crystal definitely aren't cheap, especially for a normal Professional; they wouldn't need so many weapons...

at the same time.

A super cool Elf who had just crawled out of the ground gradually fell into deep thought.

He had saved up his hair for months, even putting a drop of the Water of Life on his head, until it grew long, flowing locks, and then it was all gone...

"Damn it, if I hadn't been wearing a helmet, I would definitely be bald, but... why do I feel like I'm going to go bald anyway?" William touched his overheated Legendary Helmet, thankful that he had sensed the danger and dodged the beam of light.

Otherwise, he wouldn't just go bald, he'd get his head blown off.

He glared at the Gunner and said, "You just wait, I'll find a bunch of Silverback Giant Ape and show you why your Chrysanthemum is so red!"

P. S.: Don't worry about any plot holes, it's just to leave some suspense. Besides, these plot holes aren't really related to the main storyline. Moonlight Island is just William's dungeon!

The reason for the fast pace is that I've been updating more frequently lately, so I'm writing quickly, which makes the pace faster.

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