"How dare you… kill one of us?!"
The moment the elf guard fell, the atmosphere snapped.
The remaining elves no longer held back even a fraction of their killing intent, and at the center of it all stood the elderly elf, his expression completely twisted with fury as his gaze locked onto Max's demonic form. The sight of that crimson body, those horns, those wings… it did not instill fear in him.
It ignited rage.
"You devil…" his voice trembled with suppressed killing intent, his aura surging violently as golden light erupted around him, "you will pay for this with your life!"
The moment his words fell, a radiant golden sword condensed within his grasp, its brilliance blinding as it hummed with terrifying power.
He did not hesitate and brought his sword down carrying the full weight of a peak Law Manifestation Realm expert.
Seeing this, Max did not move. Instead, he raised his left hand.
And took it head on.
Bang!
The collision exploded like thunder.
