Chapter 215 The True Face of Treasure

I stared coldly at the elf king Atwood with a smile on my face.

Atwood covered his lower abdomen and looked at me angrily: "You can't do it! The strength is gone."

"I just don't want to waste my fighting spirit. You're not my opponent." I pretended to be unfathomable, straightened my chest, and kept a smile on my face.

"You have no power now! You..." Yatwood was about to say, but I quickly interrupted him.

"Oh? Do you want to try it? Trouble is troublesome. I can do it once I open it. I stared at him coldly and said, "But isn't it a waste to release the power without blood?"

Atwood was slightly stunned and said, "You can't scare me! ni ya Lawrence!"

"Do you think I can joke? Can I hurt you even if I don't use fighting spirit or magic?

"Who believes it!"

"Hmm." I snorted coldly and couldn't help laughing in my heart. Then I took out CLOCK18 and aimed at Atwood's arm. Atwood's face showed a surprise and seemed to be a little curious. I quickly pulled down the trigger, "Bum!"

"Ah!" Atwood screamed and pressed the wound on his arm and stared at me in horror, "How did you do it!? No fighting spirit! There is no magic!"

I can't help laughing, but because the guy in front of me, the king of elves, is also an ancient man 500 years ago! I don't dare to pee. If I am slightly accidentally detected, I may die here. It's really better than strength. I'm definitely not as him! Because there is no power of Mo Qingyu now, even if I want to force borrowing, my body may be the limit to borrow strength again!

Borrowing once is just 30 seconds of power. I don't have any of a strong man who galloped to the mainland 500 years ago, a magic mentor! Even in the current Enoran continent, there are only two strong men in the human world. I heard from Chira, Martin Cleo, the bishop of the temple, and Havid Keops, president of the Continental Magicians Association! Only two of them have reached that level in this continent! It is equivalent to the bishop of the temple or the president of the Magic Stone Association who is covering my arm in front of me now!

"I said, my strength is above you!"

"Do you think I will trust your words!" Atwood shouted sharply and suddenly stood up, "I bet you don't need your power now!" Otherwise, you will kill me directly instead of wasting words with me!"

I stared at Atwood, and he looked at me arrogantly. Yes, I was really right by him. I can't use Mo Qingyu's power now, so I chose to talk to him, but it doesn't seem to convince him.

"Then come and have a try." As I said, I borrowed Mo Qingyu's power again, and suddenly a force surged into my body again, accompanied by a sharp tingling feeling! Sure enough, it's too reluctant to borrow it again! But how can I take so much care now! If something goes wrong, we will all die!

"What!" Atwood moved slightly and seemed to be surprised that I could use my power again!

"Get up!" I shouted coldly, 30 seconds can't be wasted! And I will solve him quickly in 30 seconds, otherwise my strength will disappear before I defeat him, I will die!

"Nia Lawrence!" Atwood shouted violently. Seeing him stand up, I ignored anything else and rushed up and punched him directly on the chest. Atwood's eyes immediately widened as if they were about to protrude!

I looked at him, shouted to close my fist, and then waved my fist again: "One more blow!"

"Don't even think about it!" Atwood said angrily, a magic wave came, and then a barrier immediately appeared in front of me! The fist hit directly, and there was a little pain, and then the barrier immediately cracked inch by inch!

"What!"

"Hmm!" I snorted coldly and stepped heavily on the ground, saying that since I was directly trapped deeply! I don't care so much. After all, Mo Qingyu's strength is enough to exceed the level of the paladin! I immediately put a fighting spirit on my fist and then shocked!

"Bang!" The magic barrier suddenly let out a sad cry, and then quickly burst! Atwood looked shocked, and I immediately rushed up and waved my fist at his face!

"Go to hell!" Atwood shouted, his arms clenched into fists, as if holding a sword. I frowned slightly, and it was at this time! A light immediately rushed out on his arm! Shit! Magic!

I can't keep my body! The next moment, my body was pierced by the blade on Atwood's arm!

"Puff!" Blood splashed out, and I also punched Atwood's side face fiercely, and the whole body of the Elf King immediately flew back! Throw it back.

"Whoo..." I gasped, and then Mo Qingyu's power also dissipated in an instant. The sense of powerlessness filled my whole body with all kinds of pain, but I still tried my best to hold on so that I could maintain my standing posture.

"Ah!" Atwood lay on the ground and held his two plates in his hands, screaming in pain!

"You hit me in the face! My face! Ah!"

I stared coldly at Atwood, who was lying on the ground, slowly stepped forward, and then squatted down in front of him. When I saw my behavior, Atwood immediately turned over and watched me howling vigilantly as I was not, with magic flashing slowly in my hand.

"You have no power! ni ya Lawrence!"

"No, I don't think it's necessary to be here. It's a waste of my strength. You're not my opponent." I squatted in front of him and said, "Or do you want to try again?"

Atwood stared at me, holding his face in his hands, and there seemed to be a trace of fear in his eyes. After a long time, he shook his head and stood up.

"I really can't beat you, Nia Lawrence." Atwood seemed to be very reluctant, but he still accepted it. "I won't fight with you, a human without demeanor!" Fight and hit in the face!"

"hehe." I smiled, stepped back slightly and said, and then suddenly pulled out the sword in my chest. It was really painful. Ivani's healing magic quickly fell on me, and suddenly the cool feeling immediately filled my whole body. I sighed and said, "Because you are an elf, this is your weakness, since you can make me If I make good use of my weakness, I will make good use of it."

"Bad guy, just like Don Adolf!" Attwood shouted, and at this time, a strong wind came, and Atwood was stunned, and a loud sound flashed through Atwood's body and was taken away together! Then it hit a wall panel heavily!

"Uh!" Atwood screamed, and a huge body stared at him angrily! Golden scales! He is the emperor of the dragon clan! Cliff!

"Roar--" Cleve's eyes are full of anger! One paw pressed Atwood and roared at him, "Atwood!"

" Stop it! Cliff!" I quickly covered the wound and rushed over and shouted, "Shout! This guy is the gift left by Don Adolf!"

"What?" Cliff turned his head slightly and said, "Do you think this 500-year-old old monster, the elf who now beats all my people on the ground is what Don Adolf left you? Human beings, this is not true."

"Yes! The treasure chest over there, the so-called treasure chest, should be empty!" I pointed to a location not far away, and there was a huge treasure chest in that place.

"Roar...empty?" Cliff looked slightly stunned at me, still roaring in my mouth, grasping Atwood with a wary face, and his claws were still stabbed in his skin, with a weak anger in his eyes, as if he wanted to pinch him directly to death!

"Yes! Stop it! This is the treasure left by Don Adolph! He said it! Leave me two treasures in total, that is, Atwood and the trolls over there!" I quickly said anxiously, I understand Don Adolf's idea, these two guys, I can guess from the troll's reaction! He can't ignore these two guys that I can't be hostile to here!

There is only one possibility. He wants me to use the ability to change fate in this crisis, and then let the troll and the elf king recognize me as the new master! However, he ignored that the Elf King did not submit to me directly as he expected!

No, or, he actually knows this. The trial may just want me to do this... But in any case, it has nothing to do with me. It doesn't make sense to pursue those incomprehensible things. Don Adolf has been dead for 500 years!

But Atwood, the elf king who died 500 years ago, appeared here like this. What about Don Adolph? Will he put himself to sleep somewhere? I can't help but have such an idea. If that's the case, isn't there nothing we can do about the end of the future?

"Human...Nia Lawrence... right, I can't agree with your request." Cliff stared coldly at the elf king under his paws, and a little dragon glow slowly appeared in his mouth, "He hurt my clan! When I was in a coma, I hurt my friend, my daughter, and he must die! Unless..."

"Humans, unless you bear all this, you will bear the anger of our dragon clan instead of this damn elf." Cliff whispered that he stopped everything... He was waiting for my reply...

"I..." I paused and looked at Atwood on the ground, "Leave his life. The strength of the magic mentor can give us an absolute help in the future attack of the demon clan!"

Clifer frowned, as if this sentence also came to his heart, but he said the same thing: "It's still the same sentence, Nia Lawrence, if you want him to live, and the trolls over there, you can bear the anger of the dragons in their place."

"We are dragons! The most powerful creature in the whole continent! We have our own pride! This face can't be lost. We must get this elf and troll's head off! Throw it into the deep cave!" Cliff slowly turned his head and stared at me coldly, making me feel a complete pressure! Damn it! This lizard is serious!