Blood Elf Monarch - Chapter 377: Clear The Swamp

Ivasaar chose to guard Queen Leena, who had some injuries, and treat her rather than engage in the fight against the wyrms. The others also didn’t urge the man to help, as they understood the concern and longing he had.

In the meantime, despite being told that the wyrm’s weak point was on its head, still, it wasn’t so easy to hit its head with a direct hit. After all, the wyrms could and would nimbly dodge their approach.

And because the magus level elves were aiming for their head, the wyrms seemed to have started to know that their weak point had been revealed, and they seemed to be increasing their defensive system, especially to protect their heads.

“Dammit! How could this snake-like thing be so clever?!”

Every time Tristan swung his greatsword at the wyrm’s neck, the wyrm would immediately abandon any form of attack and plunge back into the murky swamp water.

And then, they gave a surprise attack from below.

CLANK!

The muzzle of the wyrm had what looked like armor and was extremely hard when it collided with the swords of the elves. Tristan blocked the attack from the wyrm with the blade of his sword, but due to the tremendous force, he couldn’t help b

Apart from their intelligence, the wyrm’s physical strength couldn’t be underestimated either.

Tristan was confident that his [Blood Legacy] could defeat the wyrm, but he should save it for later in case a stronger enemy needed to be dealt with.

But on the other side-

One of the high elf elders looked exhausted. He was having a hard time controlling his ragged breaths. And when he was holding his chest that felt tight, suddenly, the wyrm he was fighting shot out of the swamp water with its jaws opened wide.

Its spherical jaw was filled with spiky teeth that grew irregularly and

KRAUSK!

The wyrm stuck its pointed teeth right into the elder’s head. Its extremely powerful jaws could shatter the skull bones of an elder’s head with a single strike.

“No… Orrian!” King Castian screamed in disbelief when he saw how his one high elf elder was defeated again in such a horrific manner.

The headless body collapsed helplessly into the swamp, while the wyrm was busy munching on the head like a snack before switching its target to Hanz.

Kolvar immediately collected the spirit souls from Orrian, the high elven elder, using a new empty bottle with great sadness on his face. He hoped that there would be no more spirit souls that he had to collect after this.

Tristan, who noticed this, could only growl before deciding to dash toward the lifeless body and use his abilities.

[Blood Extraction]

[11500 high-quality blood has been extracted]

[21080 blood essence has been obtained]

[Current blood essence 70,500]

Even though he couldn’t get their spirit souls, for now, Tristan was relieved. He was still able to get a bombastic amount of high-quality blood from the bodies of the magus level elves.

No one said anything as red smoke emitted from Tristan’s body and enveloped the elder’s lifeless body.

Meanwhile, King Vizier was just curiously watching the source of Tristan’s true power.

“Stay focused! Don’t underestimate the enemy!” King Castian ordered.

The one-on-one battles really drained those who relied on pure magic and those who used physical attacks like Hanz.

Tristan didn’t care even though Hanz and Osgiliath had to face two wyrms at once now. He only focused on defeating his opponent. Instead, he hoped that one of the elves would die and he could get a chance to retrieve their spirit soul.

[Blood Synthesis]

Blood clots came out of Tristan’s body and then moved upwards to form dozens of round projectiles. He wanted to use a weapon that didn’t cost much blood essence, but still boasted lethal destructiveness. So small projectiles were his choice.

CLANK!

Once again, Tristan’s wyrm opponent squeezed out from under the swamp and Tristan managed to block the attack with the blade of his sword so that another strong impact occurred, which managed to create a wave of water in the swamp.

However, before the wyrm could return to hiding in the swamp water. Tristan cast his tier 5 spell [Pyro Blast] to force the creature out and then ordered his projectiles to shoot at the monster’s body at the same time.

BOOM! KABOOM!

The projectiles exploded in contact with solids and in no time, the swamp water was colored by different color.

“KIEEEK!”

The wyrm squirmed with its body half crushed from the blast it received. And before the wyrm could escape, Tristan swung his greatsword at the wyrm’s head vertically.

SPLAT!

The wyrm’s head split in two.

[Blood Extraction]

[5000 blood essence has been obtained]

[Current blood essence 75,500]

Tristan tried to use his skill to extract blood from two adjacent wyrms. The wyrm of the Queen of Vanyar and the wyrm that died in his hands and managed to obtain blood essence.

“At least I can harvest their blood.”

After learning that the wyrm’s blood could still be extracted and fed him blood essence, Tristan changed his mind. He turned around and quickly helped Hanz, who was struggling with two wyrms at once.

He used the same technique as before, but with [Blood Synthesis] this time he created a different form of projectiles. Although the function was the same. Now, Tristan already knew that the wyrm was very intelligent and wouldn’t be fooled by the same attack.

BOOM! KABOOM!

Another wyrm was successfully detonated before Tristan slashed its head until the long body writhed limply.

Seeing that what Tristan had done so far had succeeded in killing two wyrms at once, King Vizier, who had been observing Tristan, had the same idea.

Just as the opponent’s wyrm burst out of the swamp water, the king used his left hand which had turned into the full metal to withstand the impact from the wyrm. Then, he used his right hand to create a fiery fist that could explode.

BANG!

BOOM!

Most of the wyrm’s body was destroyed, and as the creature let out a scream of pain, King Vizier formed a blade in his left hand and used it vertically to slash the wyrm’s neck.

SPLAT!

“Defeat them with two different attacks at the same time!” exclaimed King Vizier after trying Tristan’s technique, and it worked.

Everyone nodded in agreement, and a look of hope shone on their faces again.

Callan was the next person who managed to finish off the wyrm he was fighting.

Meanwhile, Tristan found a new preoccupation with extracting the blood of the slain wyrms.

Callan walked over to Queen Leena, who was talking to the King of Vanyar near the dark forest area.

“My old friend, Ivasaar. We need to talk.”