Rogelia, who had been held down by the group of masked men, erupted. Under a sky filled with flames, she charged straight at the Demon King.
In that instant, there was no communication between Airelyn, Rotissa, and the gunners on the Ark, yet they miraculously unified their goal, unleashing a combined technique that made their blood boil.
The Demon King spun to avoid Rogelia’s frontal assault, but Rogelia immediately turned back, forcing a melee with Raolexiyn, fighting in a style that traded injury for injury!
This was a completely reckless way of fighting. As a human, Rogelia actually attempted to match her physical prowess against Raolexiyn, a natural-born Demon King.
Raolexiyn’s beautiful, serpentine face was instantly filled with fury.
A mere Hero actually dared to resist her?!
In this world, there were only a few creatures who could stand before her and speak as equals! Rogelia was clearly one of them.
「Go to hell, you… lowly! Human!」
Raolexiyn’s body partially transformed into a monster, twisting at an incredible angle. Eight extended spider spears slowly closed together like a blooming Radiance Grass, trapping the nearby Rogelia within, the spear tips aimed straight at her heart!
This was Raolexiyn’s favorite method when hunting: sealing off all retreat for the enemy, releasing neurotoxins to confuse the enemy’s nerves, and then finding an opportunity for a fatal strike.
She didn’t need to stop the Hero from using her Authority; as long as she could slow Rogelia’s activation of the Authority for just half a second, she could use her spider spears to rip open Rogelia’s fragile human body as easily as tearing bread!
But this time, she failed. Airelyn no longer used divine power and high speed to hide her form. The moment before Raolexiyn acted, she shot toward the Demon King like an arrow from a bow.
The antlers flashing with divine light were the sharpest scythes.
This ambush was brief and brilliant.
Raolexiyn was caught off guard. Her entire right arm was sliced open, and green blood splashed onto the ground.
She hadn’t expected to be wounded in just one exchange.
Her entire arm had a gash carved out by the sharp antlers. Of course, a wound of this magnitude wasn’t enough to worry her, but a sense of humiliation and folly from being counter-attacked by a “toy” rose in her heart.
Raolexiyn began to get serious. She realized this was not a game she could use to amuse herself; the Hero and that elite of the Elf race were not simple toys.
After a successful hit, Airelyn hid herself again at extremely high speed, neither moving far away nor getting close. Her original target had been the Demon King’s heart, but the spider spears had blocked it, so she only managed to hit the arm.
This attack relied on the element of surprise; it would be much harder to achieve such a result next time.
But as long as she was still active nearby, the Demon King could not focus entirely on dealing with Rogelia; she had to divert part of her attention to guard against her.
The Silver Stag did not attack, always retaining the means to do so.
Raolexiyn also did not dare to strike recklessly, as she didn’t want her body to be wounded by those antlers carrying special power.
It had to be said that Raolexiyn’s direct combat ability ranked last among the seven Demon Kings.
Thus, a Demon King and a Hero continued to confront each other, like a hunter and a tiger fighting in the mountains—one with Airelyn constantly looking for an opening in the dark, and the other with masked men slowly circling around.
Just then, Raolexiyn suddenly accelerated. She didn’t rush toward the Hero opposite her, but instead unfolded her spider spears and pounced toward the high-speed Airelyn!
As swift and decisive as a predator pouncing on a fly in its web!
But Airelyn was not a fly caught in a web; she was a powerful Elf blessed with the power of the God of the Kin.
The moment Raolexiyn accelerated, Airelyn reacted, forcing her body down to change her running direction.
Raolexiyn was just a hair’s breadth away from snapping her front legs, but now she only left three hard-to-heal wounds on her body.
It was too late to release her Authority. As soon as Rogelia moved, those masked men accelerated their charge, and she could only turn back to face the enemies.
On the other side, Raolexiyn and Airelyn engaged in an intense battle.
Airelyn leaped and bounced at high speed, evading Raolexiyn. Raolexiyn followed closely behind her. The tracks they left were like two intertwined dragons, one silver and one red, diving, spinning, and racing back across the ice!
Simply following at this level was not enough. Raolexiyn exhausted all her strength trying to kill this loathsome Elf, but Airelyn, borrowing the power of the God of the Kin, was indeed fast enough. Several times they were extremely close, but Airelyn could always pull away at the critical moment, like two hunters familiar with each other performing a ballet of death on ice.
This kind of power… is she the next successor of the Elven race? Raolexiyn suddenly realized this. The person in front of her, using the Elven power so skillfully, was most likely the successor recognized by the High Priest of the Elves.
She didn’t know why the Elven successor would appear here, but Raolexiyn’s killing intent grew even denser.
Humans and Elves were both enemies of the Demon race. For every one of their new geniuses that died, the Demon race would become even stronger in the future.
This Elven girl absolutely could not be allowed to remain.
Dense demonic power surged within Raolexiyn’s body. She suddenly leaped into the sky and then hovered in the air, as if the entire sky was covered with a spider web that only she could see.
The magic crystal shells fired from the Ark were all intercepted in mid-air by that invisible spider web, blooming like beautiful blue sparks within the invisible web.
Raolexiyn slowly turned her head. The beautiful light silk on her body had been torn by the eight extended spider spears, exposing large patches of milky-white skin, but she didn’t care at all. Her brown eyes stared at the silver light running on the ice.
The Hero and the others still underestimated the Demon King. A Demon King could not only gallop on the ground but also walk in the sky.
Raolexiyn could weave spider silk that only she could touch. This unique silk was lighter than a feather, floating in the void where no one could touch it, waiting for its master to arrive and command it.
During the pursuit just now, Raolexiyn had already filled every space with this kind of spider silk. Now, the entire sky was under her control.
The slender spider silk was compressed like a spring, and the surrounding air began to distort. The moment the silk snapped back, it erupted with a thunderous sound, just like the cannons on the Ark.
Raolexiyn shot out like a magic shell, the tips of her spider spears turning glowing red due to the intense friction with the air.
She slowly withdrew her eight spider spears, spinning as she shot toward Airelyn, her speed several times faster than before.
Theoretically, Raolexiyn’s attack was unstoppable and unavoidable; even the Authority of Stagnation could not stop it! Rogelia couldn’t even see where Raolexiyn was with the naked eye, only hearing the air whistle so fast it almost pierced her ears.
Airelyn was a swift, tireless deer, but Raolexiyn, the hunter, had now turned herself into a bullet—a bullet that even she herself could not react to!