Chapter 47 The Final Gamble! (Bonus Chapter for Recommended Tickets)

But at this incredibly crucial moment, Elrond couldn't help but shiver.

Although he was one of the few powerful individuals on the continent, the King of Rivendell, the son of the human sailor Eärendil and the elf Elwing in the ballads,

at this moment, he was still a human!

As long as one was a human susceptible to disease, they would inevitably be affected by the powerful Virus Overlord!

This terrifying ability entangled Elrond's body. It was as inevitable as fate, and as cruel and indifferent as fate itself!

Elrond had already been hit once before launching his attack. Amidst violent coughing, he used five or six magical trinkets in succession, but couldn't shake off the negative status. At that time, Elrond had a premonition, but after that, no abnormalities occurred, leading him to believe that the previous violent cough was merely a one-time spell. Little did he know that the time bomb remained stubbornly lodged within him, merely dormant.

After this shiver, Elrond's movement speed plummeted. Reef immediately strode forward to block his path. Terrifying steel fingernails gleamed with blood-colored light in the air, clawing down at Elrond's head. At the same time, the surviving elven mage had embraced the unconscious Mu Ge and rolled clumsily behind Reef.

Elrond's plan had failed. His face was ashen. He drew a magnificent longsword with a distinctly elven design from his waist and casually parried Reef's attack. Simultaneously, he used the scabbard to deflect outwards! Fang Senyan's +7 West instantly struck sparks on the scabbard, incidentally knocking off a gem, but the immense force transmitted through the scabbard shocked Fang Senyan into retreating repeatedly.

However, Fang Senyan took advantage of the momentum to smash another bottle of curse potion onto the ground. This time, Elrond couldn't stop him. Although he used a magical item to dispel the 1.5-second stun shockwave of the potion, the 25% continuous slowing effect within the deep green, eerie smoke was unavoidable.

At the same time, a very insidious ray of light shot towards Elrond's body. It was Franklin, at a distance, very sneakily drawing a circle in the air with his staff. The scorching light refracted from this circle burned a patch of scorched marks on Elrond's back.

The battle had progressed to this point, full of twists and turns. Fang Senyan and Reef were both shocked and nervous.

One had to know that Elrond, strictly speaking, should be a magic-type character. In other words, Fang Senyan and his team were actually engaging in close combat with a mage who couldn't use magic. Furthermore, this mage was injured to some extent and definitely not in his best condition, yet they were still fighting so arduously!

When the deep green, eerie smoke enveloped an area of several hundred square meters, Elrond's face was extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth and said:

"This is Saruman the White's concoction technique! How could you, a foolish human, possibly receive his... achoo... instruction?"

To be honest, fighting Fang Senyan and Reef in such cursed smoke, coupled with the endless stream of bizarre illnesses that seemed to erupt at any moment, even Elrond, wielding a weapon, felt it was extremely troublesome. However, Elrond was, after all, Elrond, a famous powerhouse who had etched his name in the history of Middle-earth!!

Although he was down on his luck, he still relied on his ghostly speed, skillful fighting techniques, and endless combat methods to suppress Fang Senyan and Reef. In just a few minutes, he had forced Fang Senyan and Reef into perilous situations!

So, at this moment, Fang Senyan released the dark gold giant leech again!

Although Fang Senyan had used this leech once before against Drogba, Drogba didn't attack the thing at all, but fled frantically. After Fang Senyan profited from Drogba, he retrieved the dark gold leech unharmed. Naturally, it could be used again at this time, and it immediately came in handy!

If the 25% slowing effect of the cursed smoke had little impact on Elrond, then the 50% slowing effect of this disgusting giant leech was enough to make him collapse. Although this thing had weak attack power, it was thick-skinned, had a wide attack range, and its negative status effects were disgustingly strong.

Elrond was caught off guard and Fang Senyan and Reef seized an opportunity to attack him from both sides. Fang Senyan's abnormal knife was one thing, but the claws Reef was using at this time were also insanely powerful, immediately dealing Elrond a fierce blow, hacking his right leg until blood and flesh flew everywhere!

If a negative condition like a cough or chill happened to occur at this time, then it would be hard to say whether Elrond wouldn't have his leg directly chopped off.

More importantly, Elrond had just snatched away the elven mage, but just as he was about to extract her life essence, he discovered that Vilya's seal on Mu Ge had changed, so Elrond had actually interrupted the extraction ritual and failed to plunder any life points.

After a fierce battle, his remaining life points were less than 50%, while Fang Senyan and Reef, with the incredibly powerful blessing of the Dawn Elf, had stabilized their life points above 80%. In addition, Franklin and the surviving elven mage were definitely forces to be reckoned with!

Clearly, the appearance of the dark gold leech undoubtedly became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the battle began to tilt towards Fang Senyan's side.

Under these circumstances, Elrond quickly retreated out of the poisonous mist, a trace of determination appearing in his eyes.
He suddenly took out a scroll from his bosom again.

This scroll shimmered with light and looked very old, giving it a kind of simple and noble air. Elrond looked at the group of people opposite him, a venomous hatred in his eyes. In fact, if Fang Senyan hadn't run over to interfere, he might have already begun to reshape his elven bloodline. How could he still be struggling here?

Fang Senyan and Reef also felt a tightness in their hearts when they saw Elrond's actions. The scroll that this guy had saved until now must be his trump card, his last gamble!

It was obvious that this scroll was something he believed could turn the tide of the battle, so if they could survive this hurdle, then today's gamble would undoubtedly be a sure win, but if they couldn't, all their previous efforts might be in vain!

Elrond held the scroll with both hands, a gloomy look on his face, and then began to chant piously:

"Power of the sprout, please awaken, obey the ancient covenant!"

"Clear the obstacles in front of me."

"Your freedom will be completed after our will!"

"Please awaken, ruler of all trees, tyrant of roots, ogre wood Hallack!"

"If you dare to refuse me, then your soul will scream in the inferno of hell for a thousand years!"

During Elrond's incantation, both Franklin and the elven female mage released offensive spells at him without exception. The strange thing was that every time a spell was about to hit Elrond's body, a phantom of a withered yellow leaf would appear, refracting their spells away.

Obviously, for Elrond, who had now been completely stripped of his magical talent, this terrifying protection originated from that scroll.

After he finished his spell, an indescribable pressure was transmitted from the scroll, proudly sweeping through the surrounding trees. The trees let out a miserable wail, shaking their roots and then standing up from the ground, hugging each other.

One had to know that these trees growing in the Misty Mountains were at least fifty or sixty years old. Although they might grow slowly in the cold, they were all large trees that required two or three people to encircle!

The branches of these trees tightened against each other, even making cracking sounds as they broke. The biggest change was in the leaves of the trees, the surface of which actually began to transform into bizarre patterns like the scales of snakes!

Finally, hundreds of large trees intertwined with each other, forming a huge treant that was incredibly tall and sturdy. The treant was covered in snake-like patterns, and the roots on its hands were as strange and crazy as tentacles, giving it an eerie and evil feeling.

This thing was a terrifying ogre wood, Hallack, that Elrond's mother had shot and killed when she was traveling the martial world, sealing its soul in a scroll and finally giving it to her son as a talisman.

Fang Senyan and Reef felt a strong sense of powerlessness just looking at the height and size of this guy, not to mention being intimidated by the treant's sinister aura. The treant race was originally extremely burly and tall. The previous treant, Mr. Faleel, was already a behemoth, but compared to this ogre Hallack, he was completely like a small child who had just reached his thigh!

But at this moment, Fang Senyan and Reef suddenly felt an indescribable warmth on the skin of their backs. They turned their heads and saw the clouds churning in the sky, revealing a vortex-like hole. A ray of sunlight shone directly down, enveloping Mu Ge in its light. It was truly filled with a sense of holiness and radiance. The other elven mage had knelt on the ground regardless of everything, tears streaming down her face, obviously extremely excited.

In the next second, Mu Ge, with her eyes closed, floated into the air. The light of the sun condensed into glittering spots, protecting her. Fang Senyan noticed that the Ring of Air, Vilya, was shining brightly on her finger.