Blood Elf Monarch - Chapter 379: Continue

“Who are you?” asked the Vanyar King, Ivassar, who truthfully had been finding some suspicion about Tristan.

While he wasn’t sure how to answer, it was Leena who interrupted him and said,

“This is Tristan, he is my son-in-law, which means… the husband to your daughter Serene,” Leena answered lightly, teasing him while holding him close.

Tristan smiled at the queen’s answer, however, before he could respond to that sentence, suddenly the dark elven king, King Vizier intervened into the conversation.

“You must know, Ivassar, that Tristan also marries my daughter, Illiana.”

King Ivaasar immediately showed a displeased face hearing this.

“Is that true, Leena? Why did you let this happen? Who is he?”

The previously lighthearted situation became serious and the Queen then explained it seriously.

“This man is the Blood Monarch on the prophecy,”

This statement took Ivassar by surprise.

Leena explained how Tristan’s presence managed to make the almost impossible thing happen, namely uniting dark elves and wood elves.

He also explained that Tristan was now the rightful king of the kingdom of Arcadia and how important he had been in this expedition.

Queen Leena’s explanation managed to make King Ivaasar reflexively glance at Callan. And in response, Callan gave a nod of approval.

“A blood elf? Him?”

This time Tristan knew he had to speak. So he briefly explained how he and his sister, who came from another world, suddenly ended up in the place of the elves.

“So you believe you are the Blood Monarch in the legends?” King Ivaasar was surprised after hearing Tristan’s explanation.

“I am as curious about it as you,” Tristan answered honestly, not willing to be put in the spotlight. He once again asked his question, “So, can you tell me now what kind of monster you met before?”

“It’s a large snake, a creature of legend, much stronger than me, a full moon magus. That ancient monster was extremely terrifying. Even after 50 years of trying, I am still far from able to beat him.”

King Castian interrupted and said, “Even so, we still have to try. Only by defeating the monster, will the gate to return to our ancestor open.”

Hearing what the high elven king explained, no one else spoke.

There was no other way to achieve the expedition’s main goal than by defeating the ancient monster. Even when they had already sacrificed so many people.

“We’ll go beat that monster and then finish all of this. We’re so close to our Ancestors, so close to home. The elves must return to their home.” explained King Castian in the voice of wisdom. Full of confidence.

King Ivasaar looked down for a while, then said, “Yes, I believe this is the time. With you all here, we can do it. But before that, we should prepare a strategy to defeat it.”

“Whatever clues you have, pass them on,  Ivaasar.” King Vizier made a suggestion.

King Ivaasar nodded and started to explain everything he knew about the ancient monsters they would have to face after this.

Listening to King Ivaasar’s detailed explanation without missing anything made the atmosphere tense and serious again.

Tristan listened intently, facing an ancient monster that even a full moon elve couldn’t beat had managed to make his heart beat faster than before.

He could feel his adrenaline rising as he couldn’t wait to see the ancient monster.

Moreover, a thought crossed his mind,

“Can he get blood essence from that monster?”

After discussing and arranging a fairly solid and convincing strategy, the expedition continued.

King Ivaasar, as a person who had lived trapped in that world, walked at the forefront as a guide. He had put on his age-old armor that still looked sturdy.

Callan, who lost his headgear during the fight against the titan wolf, had decided to take his father’s armor as a way of respect.

Tristan could feel the change in air pressure nearby. He saw that those remaining were ready for battle and had put all their might into this final point.

Before leaving the treehouse, the last place of the human king, King Castian raised his wand into the air.

“To return to our ancestors!”

“To the king of Arcadia who sacrificed!”

“For those who have fallen!”

“May the ancestor guide us.”

The journey continued, and they walked back into the cold swamp water.

No one else spoke. Only the sound of the swamp water gurgling from their footsteps accompanied their march.

However, having only walked 5 miles from where he was before, suddenly Tristan could hear the sound of gurgling water from a distance.

PYAKK!

Tristan increased his vigilance, and the other magus level elves seemed to be doing the same. They stopped their footsteps after hearing that voice.

From a distance, Tristan could see the swamp water was slightly moving in symmetrical waves towards him using his enhanced senses.

The immense power once again came from a different direction. More than one. They swam very fast in the water.

Tristan couldn’t predict how many of them would come because the creature was really very clever when it came to camouflaging with swamp water.

“Demonic Wyrms. They have locked our position,” said King Ivaasar, then took out a large sword and drew it.

He was the one who knew best about the atmosphere in that place.

PYAKK!

The waves of water created by the movement of the demonic wyrm expanded, hitting the roots and trunks of the trees in that place.

Before the extremely difficult to defeat monsters revealed their bodies out from the swamp water, Tristan had readied himself. He readied his weapon to fight against the wyrm again.

He couldn’t predict how many demonic wyrms would come because it was shooting from all directions.

Until the motion of the water waves drew nearer,

King Ivaasar suddenly cast his magic, creating 7 tree creatures that quickly move around the waters

SLUP! SLUP! SLUP!

The seven tree creatures shot swiftly forward and plunged into the constantly moving swamp water.

PYAK!

It managed to disturb the creatures that were camouflaged in the swamp water.

It made the swimming demonic wyrm take the bait and jump out onto the surface in a rage, revealing themselves to the group.

KIYEEK!

“KILL THEM!” King Ivaasar shouted in a loud voice.

Tristan immediately shot to where the demonic wyrm had leapt into the air, ready to slash it in two.

“Come to me.”

All the magus level elves were immediately reoccupied with the demonic wyrms which one by one began to reveal themselves above the water’s surface, jumping high into the air.

In total, 10 demonic wyrms were coming from different directions.

The one-on-one fight was back.

Tristan tried to slash the head of the wyrm monster that was his opponent, but the monster seemed to be able to read his movements and was able to dodge by contorting its slippery body into letter S.

To keep in mind, aiming for the head of a creature that kept twisting because of its extraordinary speed, agility, and intelligence was not an easy thing to do.

Once again, Tristan used [Blood Synthesis] to create several blood spears to help him.

CLANK!

A loud sound resounded in the air as Tristan suddenly dropped his sword after hitting the hard wyrm’s head. Immediately after, he reached over and gripped the terrible creature’s neck with both arms, strangling the wyrm’s neck with all his might.

The demonic wyrm continued to struggle, writhing, and its tail was already wrapped around one of Tristan’s legs. It was trying to free itself.

But before that could happen, Tristan swiftly moved the one spear of blood that had been waiting for him to shoot through the demonic wyrm’s head out of his eye—

SPLAT!

Tristan had to stab several times before his spear was able to pierce the demonic wyrm’s head. And without wasting any time at all, Tristan had already used his [Blood Extraction] skill to harvest the blood from the three dead wyrm monsters.

[8,210 blood essence has been obtained]

PYAKK!

The swamp water behind Tristan’s back splashed violently, making his back wet as King Vizier managed to blow the head of one of the wyrms so that its remaining body was pushed back with a lot of force before hitting the surface of the marsh water.

“I need more blood.” Tristan immediately absorbed the wyrm’s blood before it lost its quality from being left on for too long.

The remaining Demonic Wyrm sank back into the swamp water and made its presence difficult to detect.

Tristan knew that to fight against the ancient monster, his current strength was still insufficient and he needed more blood essence to upgrade his innate ability.

He wouldn’t let a single demonic wyrm that had arrived escape. Everyone had to die in that fight, for the sake of blood essence.

Clank!

Winggg Splatt!!

After a fight that was quite draining of their energy and time, the group of demonic wyrm was finally defeated. Victory once again for the elves.

In this battle, with Ivassar’s lead and assistance, no elves were hurt.

The wyrm’s blood that was almost dissolved in the swamp water was immediately harvested by Tristan.

[Blood Extraction]

[78,320 blood essence has been obtained]

From this battle, Tristan managed to get more than 80 thousand additional blood essence, quite a large number.

Reflecting on the previous battle, Tristan’s blood spear was far from effective, because its form was still ineffective to kill a demonic wyrm.

Tristan thought hard, now that he had so much extra blood essence, he should upgrade before fighting.