No One Knows the One Punch Maiden Better Than Me

Just like a nobleman, when facing a commoner, it is absolutely impossible to retreat, to squeeze less, and even feel that it is a great gift to the other party.This is what Blaize thinks. Blaize doesn't think there is any problem with his request at all, and he doesn't think that these lowly humans have the courage to dare to resist the great elves.

After all, although there are only about [-] elves, each of them is the best player, a genius.

There are more extraordinary powerhouses among the elves than all the temples combined.

In the face of such power, mere human beings, what capital do they have to resist and die?

When a person is overconfident in his own strength, it becomes easier to be arrogant.

Claret kept winking at the side, but his nephew, it was as if he hadn't seen it at all. After all, Blaize was the person in charge in name, and Claret was just an assistant. Looking at the situation now, the situation is getting more and more troublesome, and Claret is also full of anxiety.

Blaise was complacent, and felt that he had already lowered his requirements a bit. Are these people in front of him not immediately grateful for Dade's promise?

In the end, they found that Baiyin's face in front of him, instead of relaxing in the slightest, became more and more serious and ferocious, and there was even a hint of scarlet in his ice-blue eyes.

A few seconds later, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Baiyin's face, and his eyes were narrowed.

"Hey, His Royal Highness Prince Blaze..."

"I want to ask, did your mother die early?"

"Did your father die young too?"

"Your brother and sister, did they all die early..."

"So, you don't have anyone to discipline you at all, otherwise, how could you raise such a shit that is worse than the maggots in the toilet?"

"Or, after your mother gave birth to you, she actually raised the placenta?"

"Could it be that you have been stabbed in the ass since you were a child, so your personality has become so distorted? You can only make up for it on other people, to fill your own wounded heart?"

crackling.

Baiyin's tongue was full of lotus flowers, and the mouth was fragrant, and a series of verbal attacks directly hit him.

All of a sudden, there was silence all around, everyone was dumbfounded looking at Baiyin, especially those people on the side of the temple, they were all frightfully dumbfounded.

Hey, is this really the great saint?

How come the level of cursing is so high, it is absolutely demigod.

Think about them, the usual swearing words are bastard, trash, scum, idiot and so on, and compared to what Baiyin said, each of them sighs that they are inferior, and they are willing to bow down. The difference in levels is probably a hundred years Can't make up for it.

Blaise was scolded a lot, and he interrupted several times before, but in the end he couldn't intervene, so he could only listen to Baiyin's cordial greetings to him.

As the third prince of the elves, when was Blaize greeted with such vulgar words?

His mood surged to the extreme in an instant, and his chest heaved rapidly and violently.

Finally, Blaise couldn't bear it anymore, opened his mouth suddenly, and sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist.

"You're looking for death...I'll kill you..." Blaize roared, ignoring the bright red on his chin, his body swished, and he rushed straight in front of Baiyin, with a machete in his hand, cutting towards Baiyin's slender body. neck!

The third one is delivered.

Chapter 121 Chapter 4 Do you want war? ([-])

Blaise made a move.

The conflict between elves and humans has completely begun.

Under normal circumstances, this should be said to be a serious disaster, but the strange thing is, in the eyes of Baiyin, Moreg, Caroline, and Walkley, they can't feel any fear at all. And worry, there is, just endless excitement and madness, it seems like this has been waiting for a long time.

Right next to Blaise, Clayte keenly noticed the change in attitude of these people, and secretly screamed in his heart, trying to stop his nephew's actions, but it was too late.

Blaise's figure had already appeared in front of Baiyin, and the scimitar in his hand directly cut towards Blaize's neck.

And Baiyin, as if he had never seen anything, let the machete in Blaise's hand cut his body.

Blaise's face brightened, but soon he felt that something was wrong. Although the knife cut through Baiyin's neck, there was no blood spurted out at all, and there was no part that cut into the flesh at all. feeling.

Blaise screamed in his heart, and wanted to retreat, but it was too late. Under Baiyin's bright smile, a white and tender hand reached out to the top of Blaise's head at some point, directly Grabs Blaise's head.

"The elves put forward extremely excessive demands on humans. They actually asked humans to be slaves of the elves. After being rejected by the temple, they attacked the saint for no reason and provoked a war between the elves and humans..."

"We humans, never be slaves of the elves, kill them..."

what?

Although I really thought so in my heart, when did I say it?

All the elves were full of strange faces, and they didn't even know why things had developed to this point.

Only a dense layer of cold sweat appeared on Kleite's forehead in an instant, and this was troublesome.

These temples have obviously been dissatisfied with the elves for a long time, and they may have secretly discussed about attacking the elves, but they have been missing a chance.

an excuse.

This time, when a group of elves like myself stepped into Arbans City, it seemed to be the beginning of a trap. They deliberately did not follow the arrangement of the elves and strictly prohibited the return of the victims, resulting in the destruction of the scene.

From here on, he has been provoking the anger of the members of the elves.

Immediately afterwards, he deliberately did not greet the team, and arranged a fool at the door to add fuel to the fire.

Then, the extremely bad banquet completely ignited the anger of the members of the elves.

Under normal circumstances, the action may have been made at this time, but fortunately there is Clayte here, who has been restraining Blaize as much as possible, so although Blaize feels very angry in his heart, he has not been able to get mad .

However, when Baiyin's series of verbal attacks hit him directly, the repressed anger in Blaise's heart completely turned into a ignited powder keg at this moment, and completely exploded.

The impulse in my heart couldn't be controlled, the moment Blaize made a move, this trap was fully formed.

Baiyin, Moreg, Walkley, and Caroline all had bright smiles on their faces.

In the beginning, when Blaize was caught by Baiyin, he didn't even take it seriously. After all, the great saintesses are basically magical, and the strength in their hands is not too strong.

And the magic resistance of the elves is very strong, which is completely worthy of her.

But what Blaise didn't expect at all was that the strength in Baiyin's hand was getting stronger and stronger. In an instant, Blaise only felt a sharp pain in his head that was almost about to be crushed. with...

No, it's not that it's about to be crushed, it's really crushed.

All he could hear was a sharp scream from Blaise's mouth.

The next second, with a bang, Blaize's head exploded in a cloud of blood.

The pungent smell of blood continued to spread around.

Even with the powerful body of the elves, Baiyin's white and tender fingers could not withstand the powerful blessing.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, blood gushed out all around, the corpse was still twitching nervously, Blaze probably never imagined that he would be reduced to such a result. ?

Right next to him, the scepter in Walkley's hand suddenly hit the ground, a dark shock spread instantly, and Blaize's soul was directly crushed into pieces.

Because things happened so fast, no one thought that in such a short period of time, there would be such an ending.

Blaise, the third prince of the elves.

What a respectable existence, unexpectedly lost his life in such an inexplicable way.

Looking at the headless corpse that fell on the ground, Claret felt cold all over, and his palms were shaking.

On the one hand, it was the anger brought about by the killing of the third elf prince.

On the other hand, it is the pain of the nephew being killed.

The last aspect is because I failed to take good care of my nephew, and I also have the fear of not knowing what kind of ending I will face...

The Elf King arranged for himself to follow Blaise to complete this task, because he didn't want Blaze to get into trouble. After all, Blaze is good, but he has too little social experience. , it is easy to cause some troubles, to keep up is to suppress Blaize's character.

But obviously, Claret didn't really take this matter very seriously. He took it seriously and failed to complete this task well. After returning, he would definitely face punishment.

Of course, the premise is that you can go back.

As for the other dozen or so members of the elf clan, after watching Blaise die, their faces changed drastically, and they immediately pulled out their weapons with a swish.

The weapons of the elves are basically short knives, daggers and the like, which are lighter, sharper, and more agile.

The elves are born with strong bodies and have a high adaptability to magic. No matter what kind of magic they can learn quickly.

The elves, on the other hand, have never been single magicians, thieves, and warriors, but have integrated magic and physical skills, and attached magic to their bodies and weapons, which can cause even more terrifying lethality. This is the essence of the elves. way of fighting.

The third prince was killed, and the other members of the elves were furious, but looking at the dense encirclement around them, and seeing those human beings whose strength was similar to their own, but their number was several times greater, they couldn't help but see more in their eyes A trace of fear...

"Baiyin, Morreg."

"Walkley, Caroline..."

"You humans... want to go to war with us elves?" Claret asked sharply with a hoarse voice!

The fourth is sent.

Chapter 122 Chapter [-] Magic can't be faked (reward plus more)

Although Claret said that he was a little more slick than Blaise, he could feel that the surrounding atmosphere and situation were obviously wrong, and he even said that Blaize was killed.

But in Claret's heart, even now it is hard to believe that these humans in front of him have the courage to start a full-scale war with the elves.

This is impossible...