Fortunately, Cocotte has regained her spirits.
Thinking back to the strange things I'd said in my daze, I felt a little embarrassed.
She scratched the back of her head and chuckled.
"Oh dear, don't worry about it. This is just our elves showing respect for the forces of nature."
Elves are born of nature, and their power comes from nature.
Feng Shui, earth, wood, fire, and thunder—the six natural elements—are all gifts from nature to the spirits.
She could now clearly sense that three elements were violently surging within the abyss.
Kokot could understand the outburst of natural forces from fire and wood.
After all, Viktor was in the abyss, and those who had actually witnessed his battles would naturally know where these two powers came from.
But that wind element... she was very puzzled.
Could it be that some unprecedented catastrophic battle is taking place in the skies right now?
Suddenly, Kokot seemed to understand why Victor had left early.
The Calamity Killer lives up to its name...
But Aurelion remained puzzled.
Kokot simply smiled at the girl in front of her, who was hundreds of years younger than her, and calmly said:
"Your teacher is working on something big, and we can't fall too far behind."
"Let's keep going."
She had a very strange premonition.
Perhaps Victor knew something beforehand, which is why he let her follow this little girl into the abyss.
30 floors underground.
Why did Victor specifically designate this particular class? What is he trying to do?
Perhaps only by going in for ourselves can we find out the answer.
Upon hearing Kokot's words, Aurelion's eyes hardened.
Looking at the even more terrifying scene beyond the gate, they felt no fear whatsoever.
After climbing up and down the stairs, the group passed through a twisted green gate.
The surrounding space became unstable, the green gradually deepened, and the shifting colors became more restless.
......
Four colossal beasts, soaring into the sky, tore each other apart, causing the entire space to tremble violently.
The entire battle became extremely tense.
The scorching flames ignited the dense branches and swept towards the gloomy storm, causing a fiery tornado to suddenly explode upwards.
The powerful winds and waves became incredibly scorching, and the green leaves caught in the air seemed to transform into sparks and sharp blades, tearing the fleshy earth open with astonishing purple wounds.
"What... what exactly is this?"
"The end of the world..."
The adventurers sat far away in the stands, staring blankly at the terrifying scene in the distance.
They couldn't control their bodies from leaving, and no one dared to leave this place.
In this cataclysmic battle, anyone who left the protection of the stands would be torn to ashes by the turmoil of the epic battle.
However, Victor, the master who summoned all the behemoths, seemed to pause, standing quietly in place, watching the battle unfold.
The giant white bird carrying him appeared incredibly small and fragile compared to the four enormous creatures that defied common sense.
At this moment, Viktor is more like a summoner than a mage.
He personally summoned a terrifying creature resembling a rift abyss, and then casually summoned two incredibly powerful monsters.
The entire arena was completely enveloped by those four awe-inspiring behemoths.
They tore and struggled, trying to completely destroy the entire space.
The avatar of wood stood up and reached out to grab the white dragon's body.
The empty void beneath it swirled its tentacles toward the giant dragon's head.
Piercing through layers of storm, the Wood Avatar sensed the increasingly violent hurricane. Its enormous compound-eyed head looked up at the sky, and a burst of light erupted from its body.
In an instant! Greenery covered its back like a rippling lake, from which thousands upon thousands of sharp spears emerged, revealing half of its body.
With a wave of its hand, the spear tip instantly obscured the purple sky, piercing through the thick clouds and heading towards the dragon.
As Dorragon rolled over, the white scales on his body began to twist, deflecting the countless green arrows as much as possible.
The storm gradually intensified, and the black shattered blades slowly forced back the several tentacles that had reached out.
Even the sharpest sobs could not pierce the mighty wind.
The more fiercely the three giant beasts attacked, the higher they flew into the sky.
The incarnation of fire stood alone on the flesh and blood earth, looking up at the sky.
His pupils constricted, filled with boundless rage.
Only when the hurricane around Dorragon weakened slightly, exposing his body and approaching the ground, did he unleash two lava fireballs, symbolically dealing a few hits.
The purple sky became incredibly chaotic, the ground trembled incessantly, and purplish-black blood burst forth.
The void creation and the wood avatar worked together to cover each other, constantly closing in on the dragon, seizing every opportunity to relentlessly attack its weak points.
Gradually, Dorragon seemed to realize that his advantage was slowly fading and even began to consider retreating.
If it were just Victor alone, Dorragon could have fought him for a long time.
Now, the surrounding terrain cannot be destroyed, and numbers are not an advantage either.
However, it was facing a fellow kin from the same source, so even in terms of attack power, it was relatively weak.
Fortunately, the opponent's attack did not produce any more obvious effects on it.
After all, Dorragon's own level far surpasses that of Victor and his magical creations.
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