Elven Reaper

In front of the tree hole.

Grum had been loosened and was falling to the ground, gasping for air.

Akto stepped forward slowly and said softly: "Your Highness Grum, you said you are the prince of the Deslor Empire, right?"

Grum was startled and looked up at Akto. This new Elf King actually speaks proficient Common Tongue.

Akto was still smiling, waiting for Grum's reply, looking like a cheerful young man.

"You speak Common Language well, His Majesty the new Elf King Akto." Grum grinned, revealing a pair of big yellow teeth.

Akto nodded: "Thank you for your affirmation."

"No matter how good your words are, you have to be buried with me." Grum's expression suddenly changed, his eyes full of fierceness.

He dug into his pocket and took out a revolver

This revolver is twenty centimeters long and is entirely golden with smooth patterns carved on it. It looks valuable.

Groom pointed his gun at Akto and pulled the trigger brazenly.

"Bang" the muzzle of the gun shook slightly, spitting out a tongue of fire, and a golden bullet emerged from the tongue of fire.

Akto's pupils shrank instantly, showing a look of surprise.

The surrounding elders and elves also looked puzzled. This human race had no bows and arrows, no sword light, and no magic waves. Why would they want to be buried with the Elf King?

Is it just the golden metal lump in his hand?

Akto will not be fooled, he is too familiar with it, this is a revolver

So when the black and gold gun was pointed at him, he had already reacted.

Akto shouted loudly, "Blood Woodcutter"

Thinking about it all, the only one who can block bullets is the Bloody Woodman.

The iron-colored strong man holding an ax appeared instantly, blocking the golden bullets with narrow chances.

Akto was also extremely worried, but he was not surprised by the appearance of firearms.

But he was worried that the Blood Woodcutter was a second-level skill of the White Tiger series. What was the level of firearms in this world and whether they could block bullets.

Everything is between lightning and flint.

"Ping" a clear sound of metal hitting was heard, and the bloody woodcutter took several steps back, almost hitting Akto behind him with his back.

Akto was so happy that he actually blocked it

"Seeking death" Messiah was the first to react, and his face suddenly filled with anger.

She raised a slender hand, and a violent fire element surged out from Grum's body.

With a crisp sound, Grum's entire body was blown to pieces.

The golden revolver in his hand was also melted into a pool of gold water.

"Hey" Akto's voice, which was originally intended to stop him, only had time to say one word. Grum was already like a monster hit by Ultraman's beam, with pieces all over the sky.

He originally wanted to keep the revolver and study it carefully.

Next, the elders and elves reacted from their surprise.

"Oh my god, what happened? That golden thing had no energy fluctuations before, so why did it suddenly erupt with such strong energy fluctuations?" Elder Stannie looked in disbelief.

Todd was also surprised and said: "Is it a compression explosion of Dou Qi energy?"

"No." Elder Gnitis said, "But it is similar, but not exactly the same. Because if it is fighting energy, there is no reason why it cannot be felt."

Akto looked helpless. These level 10 old guys also had blind spots in knowledge.

But the next moment, Akto suddenly felt weak all over and his legs were trembling, as if he had overindulged and had his body hollowed out.

As soon as he felt it inside, he was surprised to find that his fighting spirit was empty.

After thinking for a moment, Akto understood the reason, it was the Blood Woodcutter.

When the Blood Woodman fights, he will consume his own fighting spirit. Correspondingly, when the Blood Woodcutter is attacked, his fighting energy will also be consumed.

The body of a second-level warrior, full of fighting spirit, was actually exhausted by this shot.

It can be seen that the power of this revolver is indeed not small.

If it hits him, even though there is the existence of Lu Yi, the tenth-level life system elder, it is probably still dangerous.

Akto accepted the bloody woodcutter, stepped forward to pick up the pool of gold water melted by the revolver, and frowned in a daze.

Messiah had an embarrassed look on his face and said: "Well, I'm sorry, I'm too nervous. I should keep this as a research sample."

Akto smiled at her: "It's okay, Senior Messiah. Well, when you went out more than sixty years ago, was there anything like this outside?"

"No." Messiah shook his head firmly, "This thing is very strange. It seems to be a special item for assassins. There is no energy fluctuation before use, but the moment it is used, it can burst out very condensed energy, which is very suitable for assassins to use."

Akto touched his chin. It seemed that a lot of changes had taken place outside, but he didn't know how far the social system had evolved.

With the existence of firearms, the application of energy must have been sufficient, and the development of productivity must have reached a very high stage.

Productivity determines production relations.

So is it a capitalist society outside, or is it

Thinking of this, Akto shook his head.

He stood up, turned around, and faced the eyes of all the elves.

"It seems that no enemies will bother us for the time being, so let's start our banquet." Akto gave them a very sunny smile.

The elves cheered again.

Historically, whenever a major event occurred, the elves would start reveling and feasting for several days.

They will drink, sing, and dance at the party. In this way, they will show the freedom and happiness of the elves to the goddess of nature. Pray to the goddess of nature and share the joy with the goddess of nature.

At such a carnival banquet, the date of the young elves is naturally inevitable.

But after the Holy War of Light six hundred years ago, Kenneth banned all forms of feasting.

And many elves have never even heard that the elves can have patries every now and then.

Now, Akto has fully revived all the good traditions of the elves, and the elves are naturally very happy.

There were fire elves who cremated several human beings on the spot.

Water elves wash the floor.

Then all the elves sat on the ground in the woods and took out elf fruits, fruit wine, dew, fresh petals, etc.

The elderly elves sat aside and watched with kind smiles.

The teenage elves sat in a circle. They were relatively shy at first, and then after a few sips of wine, they started to have fun and carefree.

The child elves were running around happily.

Too plain. Akto couldn't help but shake his head, how about making some roast ducks to add to the fun?

Akto then rejected this idea. Elves can kill living creatures, but eating their corpses is another matter.

He was afraid that this would arouse the resentment of the elves.

How about adding some medicine that can greatly stimulate hormones into the wine and have a unique patry?

Thinking of this, Akto had a lustful smile on his face.

It just so happens that the elves need to reproduce, so it is reasonable and reasonable. It is best to plant the seeds tonight so that all the female elves of the right age are pregnant.

While he was still thinking about the feasibility of this method, his shoulder was suddenly tapped from behind.