Novel Full Chapter 200 : Chapter 200
Chapter 200. Isn’t This Enough? (2)
An Elf who sold their soul to the darkness and became corrupt.
A being considered a greater shame than death to the Elven race.
That cursed being was now before their eyes.
“Elione, is it?”
Elione recognized her opponent at a glance.
Her eyes widened, and she shouted.
“Kantaros, have you finally fallen into the abyss?”
“Hmph.”
“Who is it? Who is the one who turned you into a Dark Elf? Were you in league with them all along?”
For an Elf to become a Dark Elf, there had to be a being who passed on Demonic Energy.
To Elione, who pointed this out, Kantaros said with a smile.
“Yes. I have been in league with the Dark Elves for quite some time now.”
He readily admitted the truth.
“How dare you….”
Elione’s eyes narrowed as she glared fiercely, but he was completely unfazed.
He nonchalantly revealed his hidden intentions.
“In a crisis where the World Tree might be destroyed and the clan might face its end, I thought I had to do something.”
“And you joined hands with the Dark Elves for that?”
“I thought the Dark Elves might know a way we didn’t. We had to continue living, no matter what. I didn’t want to accept death meekly.”
Elione was dumbfounded.
The stance of Kantaros, who was an extremist even among the orthodox faction, had been to face the clan’s destruction with dignity, even if it was fate.
Elione had not agreed with it, but she had at least thought there was a shred of pride in their choice. But….
“You fell from grace due to a lingering attachment and obsession with life? And you still spoke of the clan’s pride?”
Despite Elione’s stern questioning, Kantaros smiled and said.
“That was, of course, a lie. I just said some things I didn’t mean to draw in the other Elves.”
“How dare you….”
“It’s natural to want to live. Isn’t it?”
“Kantarooooos….”
A sound like a boiling in her throat rumbled from Elione’s lips.
Her hatred was so deep that she couldn’t even speak properly.
Her gaze fell on the other orthodox Elves who had fallen and become corpses at their feet.
“Why did you kill them? They must have been your followers.”
“It couldn’t be helped. What else could I do when they refused to walk the same path as me?”
Grit.
Those who were now fallen at Kantaros’ feet must have been the ones who had refused to become Dark Elves.
Kantaros must have proposed that the orthodox Elves who were imprisoned with him become Dark Elves. And he had killed those who refused.
Most of the dozens of orthodox Elves who had been imprisoned had met their deaths.
Even Yurahis was among them.
Despite being Kantaros’ son, he lay there in a miserable state.
“Does falling to a Dark Elf erase even the affection for one’s own flesh and blood?”
“Hmm, I didn’t know it myself, but it seems so.”
“……”
“What should I say? Affection for one’s child? Attachment to the clan, faith in the World Tree. All those troublesome and useless things seem to have disappeared. Thanks to that, right now….”
“……”
“I feel very good.”
“Kantarooooos!”
As if she couldn’t listen anymore, Elione grabbed the bow from her back and quickly drew an arrow.
“Die!”
And following her relentlessly fast hand movements, dozens of arrows flew.
Arrows flying in a continuous line like a clothesline. However….
“It’s useless.”
Woooooong!
A burst of dark Demonic Energy erupted from Kantaros’ feet, and just that alone caused all the arrows flying towards him to fall.
“Demonic Energy….”
Elione bit her lower lip hard.
Dark Elves cannot use spirit power.
Instead, they use the Demonic Energy used by the demon race, and frankly, this was much more useful in combat.
Elione, who did not use spirits, would not be able to face even one of them.
She first imbued her weapon with spirit power and deliberated.
‘What should I do?’
It was then.
“Sister!”
Fortunately, Kirioth and the other young Elves joined them at this place.
Most of them were aura practitioners, and in this situation, they could be more helpful than the Elven Knights.
“Kantaros…. so he ended up like that.”
“Kirioth, you must not let your guard down.”
“I know.”
And Kirioth swung his spear wide and shouted to his comrades.
“Surround them! Do not let those cursed beings live!”
At Kirioth’s shout, all the Elves spread out in unison and surrounded the Dark Elves.
Over 200 aura users, it seemed, raised their weapons and aimed at the enemy.
Compared to that, the enemy was only ten at most.
To the Elves who thought this power ratio was manageable, Kantaros said with a sneer.
“Arrogant fools…. a race in decline, unable to accept its doom and struggling, you filthy things.”
“You’re not one to talk.”
“It is you who forced me to choose this path!”
Kantaros roared.
And then he chuckled and said.
“No, should I be grateful instead? If I had known it was this good, I would have done it sooner.”
“……”
“Enough talk. The sight of you is disgusting.”
And Kantaros’ red eyes flashed as he shouted.
“Kill them all!”
The other Dark Elves who received the order scattered in all directions and charged at the Elves who had formed the encirclement.
The real battle had begun.
***
They had already fought one battle.
In that battle, which was sparked when the orthodox Elves captured Patrick, both sides had fought fiercely.
Although Patrick had appeared at the most critical moment and sorted things out, they had fought fiercely until then. However….
Was that a real battle?
No matter how different their intentions were, their opponents were their own kin.
Although their intentions were different, it was ambiguous to call them enemies.
Therefore, both sides had held back to some extent.
At least, that was certainly the case before Yurahis crossed the line.
But now it was different.
Dark Elf.
This was an object of hatred for the Elven race, a being whose very existence deserved to be eradicated.
And the same was true for the other side.
The battle that would truly call for blood had just begun.
“Dieee!”
A young Elven man thrust his spear with genuine killing intent.
His spear was imbued with aura at a level approaching 4-stars.
It was a fatal attack, perhaps too much for an unarmed opponent, but since the opponent was a Dark Elf, there was no mercy to be given. However….
Grab.
The same was true for the opponent.
The opponent, without hesitation, caught the spear flying to pierce his heart with his bare hands.
He had caught a spear blade fully imbued with aura with his bare hands, yet there was not a single scratch on his hand.
He had protected his hand with Demonic Energy. And the opponent said with a smile that felt like ecstasy.
“The one who dies is you. Brat!”
The Dark Elf pulled on the spear he had caught.
“Uht….”
The opponent, who had not managed to retrieve his spear, was pulled forward helplessly. And what awaited him was the Dark Elf’s hand-blade, shrouded in black Demonic Energy.
Poooow!
“Keoheok….”
A hand-blade that accurately pierced his body.
The Dark Elf’s hand, which had pierced through his chest and come out his back, held the opponent’s heart.
Squish!
The Dark Elf crushed the heart with his hand and then grabbed the now-dead Elf by the hands and tore him apart.
“N… no.”
“Herius!”
The protests of the surrounding Elves were useless.
The Dark Elf tore apart the Elf named Herius with his bare hands and gleefully covered himself in the blood that flowed from his body.
“Hahahaha… Uahahahahaha….”
Intoxicated by blood and slaughter, the Dark Elf burst into ecstatic laughter.
When no more blood flowed from the corpse he had raised high above his head, he threw it away and said with flashing red eyes.
“Now, who will entertain me next?”
At that moment, the Elves shuddered in chilling fear.
And the moment they took a step back, the Dark Elf’s eyes glinted with killing intent.
A predator never misses the moment its prey is intimidated.
“Uahahahahaha! Die, all of youuu!”
He laughed maniacally and charged forward, ravaging the frightened Elves.
His bare hands, heavily shrouded in Demonic Energy, were tearing the Elves apart alive.
And a similar scene was unfolding in all directions.
The Elves, with no practical combat experience, were being torn apart, unable to display even half of their true strength, intimidated by the brutal madness and killing intent of the Dark Elves.
It was a one-sided slaughter.
Kwoooong!
“Kuuuk….”
“Sister!”
“I’m fine, so focus!”
Elione barely blocked Kantaros’ fist with her sword imbued with spirit power.
She was currently facing Kantaros, coordinating with her younger brother, Kirioth.
Although they couldn’t receive the help of spirits, she, an Elven Knight, and Kirioth, who had achieved the 4-star level.
She had thought that the combination of these two would have some chance of victory against the Dark Elf Kantaros. However….
‘I was too naive.’
The power of the Dark Elf was beyond what she had heard.
Their attacks did not penetrate the thick Demonic Energy enveloping his entire body, and every time they were grazed, their flesh was torn like cheese.
Above all….
Sizzle….
“Uuuuk….”
The wounds caused by the Demonic Energy in itself caused constant pain.
A terrible pain, as if being burned by fire, continued.
Both of their bodies were already covered in such wounds.
Seeing the two of them frowning in pain, Kantaros said with a smile.
“Hahaha. Why don’t you at least struggle by using spirit arts?”
“Shut up!”
“Are you still thinking of the World Tree to the very end? How pitiful.”
“I said, shut your filthy mouth.”
“From my perspective now, your obsession is….”
Kantaros continued with an overt sneer.
“Meaningless and even primitive.”
“……”
Elione bit her lip tightly.
Seeing her expression full of frustration, Kantaros said.
“The World Tree is finished anyway. So why do you sacrifice yourself for it?”
“Shut up.”
“If you used spirit arts, you might be able to resist a little. No, no, rather….”
Kantaros took a small bug out from his bosom and said.
“Will you come over to this side as well?”
“I said, shut up!”
Elione shouted with all her might, charged, and swung her sword at Kantaros.
Kwoooong!
Her sword, with its spirit power drawn to the maximum, managed to penetrate Kantaros’ Demonic Energy to some extent. However….
“Don’t you know it’s useless yet?”
That was all it was.
Kantaros, despite taking her full-power attack while standing calmly, was not injured at all.
The difference in power between the two was too clear. On top of that, to make matters worse….
Kwoooong!
“Keoheok….”
She was directly hit by the Demonic Energy that Kantaros had unleashed by casually swinging his arm.
Elione, hit by it, dropped her weapon and was sent flying far back.
“Sisteeer”!
Kirioth hastily ran to Elione and stood protectively, but Kantaros didn’t even care.
“Truly magnificent. This overwhelming power…. Why did we have to cling to the World Tree and live as parasites when we could obtain such power?”
“…Cough… cough….”
“Elione. You come over too. Enjoy the glory as a member of the dark clan. Then you will feel an ecstasy you have never experienced in your life.”
To Kantaros, who kept tempting his sister, Kirioth bit his lip and said.
“Shut that filthy mouth. Kantaros.”
“You stay out of it. Kirioth.”
“I think I know why you’re trying so hard to draw my sister in.”
“……”
Kirioth pointed the tip of his spear at Kantaros.
And he continued.
“You want to be guided to the path to the World Tree, don’t you?”
“……”
“You, who have fallen to a thrall of darkness, can no longer pass through the path to the World Tree. So you want to draw my sister to your side.”
“……”
“Since my sister is an Elf so favored as to receive a branch of the World Tree, she might be able to open the path to the World Tree for you. Am I wrong?”
“Shut that mouth….”
“I am certain now. Your goal was the World Tree from the very beginning.”
At Kirioth’s relentless points, Kantaros let out a sigh.
And covering half of his face with one hand, he said with a straight face.
“I’ve thought this for a while now….”
“……”
“You are too quick-witted.”
As his words ended, Kantaros lunged forward.
“Hup!”
Kirioth thrust his spear in a counterattack.
But Kantaros swung his hand and sent overflowing Demonic Energy flying at Kirioth.
Kwaaaaaang!
“Keoheok….”
Although it was Kirioth’s full-power spear, the result was regrettable.
The spear shattered into pieces, and Kirioth himself vomited blood and was sent flying backward.
“Kirioth!”
Elione saw her brother’s crisis and tried to join in. But Kantaros lightly caught Elione’s charging sword and stopped her.
And with his other hand, he grabbed her slender neck and subdued her.
“Kuk…. Let go!”
Elione quickly drew the spare knife from her waist and attacked Kantaros. However….
Thwack!
It didn’t work at all.
Her attack could not penetrate Kantaros’ Demonic Energy.
And Kantaros grabbed the wrist of the hand Elione was holding the weapon with and….
Cruuunch.
“Aaargh!”
Crushed it.
Elione, with her wrist broken, groaned in pain.
Having completely subdued Elione, Kantaros spoke.
“I’ll say it again. If you just open the path to the World Tree, I will spare your life.”
“Ptooey!”
Elione spat in Kantaros’ face as if there was nothing more to hear.
And with a face full of resentment, she said.
“Kill me instead.”
At her murderous shout, Kantaros nodded as if he had expected it and said.
“As I thought.”
In fact, Kantaros also knew.
She would not cooperate meekly.
Considering the meaning the World Tree held for the Elven race, it would be stranger if she meekly came over.
But.
‘We are in a hurry too.’
If they didn’t destroy the World Tree here, they would be the ones in danger. So….
“We have to try everything we can.”
“I said kill me, don’t play any dirty tricks….”
Riiiiip!
It was then.
A greater shame than anger appeared on Elione’s face.
“Kyaaaaaaak!”
Kantaros had grabbed her clothes and torn them down.
As a result, her pale white skin was exposed.
“N… no! Don’t look!”
Elione, on the verge of tears, desperately tried to cover her body.
Kantaros stared intently at Elione and said.
“Interesting. To be able to feel sexual desire without affection or love? A novel sensation.”
“Pl… please….”
“I understand now why humans were so desperate to capture us Elves as slaves. Beauty really does incite a desire for possession.”
Kantaros looked at Elione’s exposed flesh with overt desire.
“Kantarooooos!”
Kirioth, who saw this, wailed from his fallen state.
But Kantaros didn’t even bat an eye.
Having become a Dark Elf, he was now feeling desires he had never had before.
“Shall we test it? What kind of satisfaction I will feel if I satisfy this desire.”
And Kantaros brought his lips to Elione’s.
“N… no!”
Elione struggled, trying to avoid Kantaros’ lips, but with her body completely subdued, even that was not easy.
And Kirioth, watching the scene from afar, pleaded desperately.
‘Please…. please, someone….’
Anyone would do.
If someone appeared now and saved his sister, he could even offer his life for that person.
Even if it was that detestable human named Patrick. Just then….
A flash of light.
And a following impact sound.
Kwoooong!
“Kuuuk….”
Kantaros, who had let go of Elione and been pushed far back by the impact of the flash, groaned in pain.
And with his eyes wide open, he shouted.
“Who is it?”
Kantaros’ gaze and Kirioth’s gaze simultaneously focused on one person.
The person who had appeared like a savior with a flash of light.
That person was none other than….
“Please explain the situation.”
Dazzling blond hair and a beautiful face like a goddess.
A swordswoman to whom the two swords naturally held in her hands suited her perfectly.
It was April.