Chapter 059 Another Function of Blessing
However, now is not the time to be shy.
Shu Li, having calmed down, frowned as he thought of the battle on the coast. He wondered what the situation was like over there. Were Xier and the others alright?
"Wang, Xi'er and the others are still fighting another necromancer to protect us," he said worriedly. "Let's go and rescue them!"
With the Elf King here, the Necromancer is nothing to be afraid of.
I just hope Xier and the others can hold on a little longer until they get there.
When the other three goblins heard Shu Li's words, their joy disappeared and they all fell into tension and anxiety, looking at the Elf King eagerly.
The Elf King said soothingly, "Don't worry, Ilio has already arrived. They will be fine."
"Ilio!" Shu Li exclaimed softly.
So the patrolling elf during this period is Ilio?
That’s great!
Despite his somewhat volatile personality, Ilios always won the archery competition at Midsummer's Day. His prowess was undeniable; he was a true elven warrior, more than capable of handling a necromancer.
The stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground. Shu Li let out a long sigh, spread his gauze-like wings, flew away from the Elf King's palm, and saluted him gratefully.
"Thank you, King, for saving us."
Led by him, the other three goblins bowed respectfully. "Thank you, King!"
The Elf King's eyes gently swept over the four revitalized elves. He tapped the small flower crown on Shu Li's head with his finger and said, "Without it, I wouldn't have made it in time."
"Huh?" Shu Li touched the small corolla in surprise when she heard that.
At that time, the dark elf wanted to pinch his head, but the little flower crown suddenly showed its power and released a force to resist the damage. In a flash, the Elf King appeared and chopped off the dark elf's hands with a long sword.
Everything happened so fast that he was shocked and confused when he saw the unicorn and the Elf King.
Just now he was still wondering, from the time they encountered the dark elves to the time they fled here, it was only more than half an hour, which was very tight. How did the Elf King appear at that time?
After all, this place was at the edge of the forest, quite far from the Crystal Castle of the Elf Kingdom. Even if the Elf King had great magical powers, it would be impossible for him to arrive in half an hour.
Now that he heard the Elf King say that everything was thanks to the little flower crown, he was even more confused.
Shu Li only knew that the small flower crown was a symbol of the Elf King's blessing. In addition to its ever-changing shapes, it also had a small plug-in function, which was to increase the speed at which he learned magic.
Unfortunately, so far, he has not enjoyed any benefits brought by the small plug-in, but often makes mistakes in his words, causing magic to fail.
Seeing Shu Li's bewildered expression, the Elf King explained, "My blessing is equivalent to a contract of protection."
"Shelter contract?" Shu Li widened his tender green eyes, becoming even more confused.
The Elf King lowered his eyes and said, "As long as the conditions are triggered, no matter where you are, I can arrive in time to resolve the crisis for you."
Shu Li was stunned.
What kind of magical contract is this?
On the other hand, doesn't that mean he can summon the Elf King?
Ah, bah, bah, bah, children speak without restraint.
What does it matter whether he is summoned or not? How can we be disrespectful to the king?
Shu Li shook his head secretly, threw away the improper thoughts, and said seriously: "Wang, you really don't have to be so nice to me."
He is just a little goblin. How could he deserve the protection of the Elf King?
The Elf King laughed: "You are not the only one. Anyone who receives the blessing has three chances to ask me for help."
Shu Li blinked and her face turned slightly red.
So...I see!
He thought he was the special one, but it turned out that as long as one was blessed by the elves, they would have a protection contract and three chances to ask for help.
Come to think of it, the Elf King is very busy with his daily affairs, so how could he have so much time to be "summoned here and there"?
According to Elsa, there are only four people in the world today who are blessed by the Elf King.
They are Ilio, Dragon King Hamon, Magic Saint Danlov, and him.
The first three were blessed a long time ago, and it is estimated that they have already used up their "three chances".
As for him, he had just triggered the summoning conditions and used up an opportunity.
Shu Li thought to himself that he had to seize the remaining two chances and not waste them.
The three little fairies on the side listened to the conversation between Shu Li and the Elf King, and made slight exclamations, feeling envious.
Sperian is so lucky!
Discio looked at Shu Li with admiration and secretly admired her.
As expected of the boss, he is different from others.
Just when Shu Li was feeling embarrassed, Kumandi, who was lying on the ground, let out a low moan.
The goblins immediately surrounded him.
"Kumandi, are you awake?" Angel exclaimed in surprise.
"Wow, Kumandi, you finally woke up!" Budno shouted excitedly, and touched Kumandi's cheek with his chubby little hands.
When Kumandi heard the fat boy's loud voice, he moved his pointed ears and opened his calm eyes.
In fact, he was still conscious, but he had exhausted his physical strength and energy, and his body was out of control, so he temporarily lost the ability to move.
At the moment of falling, he was extremely anxious. At the critical moment, Sperian stood up fearlessly and dealt with the dark elves.
When he heard Sperion's terrified cry, his soul was burning with anxiety.
Fortunately... Fortunately, the king has come.
Kumandi felt like he was suffering in hell, but hearing the king's voice was like a spring breeze, and he was instantly saved.
Afterwards, he relaxed and tried to recover his body and wake himself up.
"Kumandi, you did a great job." The Elf King half-knelt and helped him up. "Thank you for your hard work."
"Thank you, King..." Kumandi sat up, took a breath, and frowned. "I want to go to the coast."
Although he knew that Ilio had rushed to the coast, he still wanted to confirm with his own eyes whether Xi'er and the others were safe.
The Elf King nodded and agreed.
At this time, the battle on the coast was coming to an end.
The pirates' bodies were lying all over the beach, their heads and bodies separated, their deaths were miserable. The only living necromancer was covered in dust, his magic robe was tattered, his face was hideous, and his pair of black hole-like eyes stared sinisterly at the front.
Ilio gracefully swung the sword in his hand, a relaxed smile on his handsome face. The sea breeze blew his silky black hair and snow-white robe, making him look even more handsome.
"Myron Crowe, I never thought we could fight again after three hundred years." He looked at the beleaguered necromancer and raised an eyebrow. "Your dark magic seems to have made no progress in the past three hundred years."
This is naked irony.
The necromancer Myron Crowe let out a low growl from his throat.
The elves' talents are simply enviable.
He worked hard for seven hundred years and finally reached the level of a Mage Saint. However, the black-haired elf in front of him was already a Mage Saint at the age of two hundred.
Three hundred years have passed, and he is still struggling at the stage of Dharma Saint, while the other party has become Dharma God.
No, he is not only a god of magic, but also a sword master.
This is a magic swordsman who is proficient in both magic and swordsmanship.
What made Myron Crowe even more angry was that his sure victory was ruined by the black-haired elf.
He looked viciously at the three adult goblins under the giant tree.
He was just a little bit away from taking them down, but Ilio intervened and his plan failed.
The magic swordsman can attack from a distance or in close combat. He is agile and moves quickly, making him the nemesis of the necromancer.
Since he appeared, he could no longer recite his magic spells in full.
A magician who cannot cast spells is like a sheep at the mercy of others.
Myron Crowe was suppressed and beaten everywhere. If he didn't have many ways to save his life, he would have become a corpse lying on the beach with the pirates.
Elio simply mocked the necromancer and didn't need his answer. He raised his sword and leaped forward, launching a final attack.
Myron Crowe naturally would not sit idly by and wait for death. He used all his strength and made a desperate struggle.
Under the giant tree, Anna applied medicine to Xier's wound, bandaged it, and turned to watch the battle on the beach.
"Does Ilio know this necromancer?" she asked.
"Perhaps I've encountered him before while traveling across the continent," Ivy said. It wasn't just a matter of encountering him before; Ilio knew his weaknesses intimately, suppressing them at every turn and forcing them to retreat.
Anna wiped her face and said through gritted teeth: "Hurry up and get rid of this evil guy!"
If Ilio had not arrived, the three goblins at the level of archmages would have become prey to humans.
The necromancer opened the realm of darkness and trapped them, and they could only watch as another necromancer rushed into the forest.
Worrying about the safety of the cubs while fighting the necromancer, he was extremely anxious.
However, the three archmages were no match for the Necromancer, and when they were about to be captured, Ilio destroyed the Dark Realm from the outside and stood in front of them.
Immediately, the situation on the battlefield changed dramatically.
The necromancer was visibly stunned when he saw Ilio.
Ilio didn't give him a chance to breathe and attacked him quickly at close range.
The magician who was close to him was helpless.
They were finally rescued, and they supported each other as they left the battlefield and sat under a giant tree to watch.
The necromancer was no match for Ilio, so he resorted to using pirates in a despicable way.
These pirates had lived with him for a long time and had been drugged without anyone noticing. When they heard the sound of the necromancer's bamboo flute, they became puppets and were controlled by him.
Whether they were living pirates or pirates shot dead by Syl before, they were all controlled by the necromancer and pounced on Ilio ferociously.
At that time, Anna was really worried about Ilio.
However, Ilio was worthy of being the strongest elf warrior. He wielded his sword and easily broke the dilemma. With one sword, he killed one head at a time, and the pirates became headless corpses.
The necromancer was unable to control the headless corpses and was at his wit's end. Seeing that he was no match for Ilio, he retreated step by step to the wooden boat stranded on the beach.
Ivy frowned: "He wants to escape!"
Xier said coldly: "He can't escape."
Ilio would not give him the chance to escape aboard his ship.
Sure enough, the black-haired elf flashed and blocked the necromancer's retreat.
Myron Crowe's face darkened. He took out a magic scroll from his storage ring and threw it at Ilio viciously.
"Go to hell—"
The magic scroll unfolded in mid-air, and a thick black gas emerged, rushing towards Ilio with great momentum.
Ilio had long anticipated that the necromancer would use a dirty trick. He moved instantly, leaving the range of the black gas attack, and went around behind the necromancer. He stabbed down fiercely with his sharp sword burning with flames.
"ah--"
The necromancer let out a shrill scream.
This was the scene Shu Li, who was sitting on the Elf King's shoulders, saw when he and his friends arrived at the coast.
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