Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

Suddenly, the Ancient Giant Tree fell amidst the raging flames. The trees seemed to have turned into fuel for the fire, burning fiercely. But the next moment, not an Ancient Giant Tree, but a new, more powerful giant stood up.

This giant was entirely composed of towering flames, emitting a dense aura of fire element. It roared angrily, and the surging waves of heat rolled towards the remaining elves, leaving them pale and devoid of any will to fight.

The Fire Elemental Lord, a seventh-tier legendary summoned creature, was effortlessly summoned by Dian. Not only that, but it had also consumed the Ancient Giant Tree , which the elders had summoned with all their might, and transformed it into the Fire Elemental Lord right before their eyes.

The elves stared in terror at the raven-masked demon floating in the night sky. That was... a minion of the Demon King!

In the historical records of the elves, they had constructed the world barrier known as Maria Wall with the strength of their entire race. It was an incredibly sturdy magical barrier with a "transposition ceremony" level, representing the pinnacle of elven achievement.

It enveloped their world, allowing them to sleep soundly, without fear of any external invasion.

However, their nightmare began when this "holy wall" collapsed, shattered by a series of transposition magic attacks by the raven-masked demon. With the collapse of Maria Wall, the world barrier failed, and countless demons swarmed in, thus beginning the elven race's disaster.

Now, this terrifying Sorcerer Demon from history has returned, but the elves are no longer as strong as they once were. Even their most powerful elder was only at the sixth stage.

"Stand up!" Nazha scolded the elves who had lost their will to fight, trying to rekindle their spirit.

"Have you all forgotten the oath we swore before the burning World Tree.."

Before she finishes her sentence.

"Lady, do not struggle in vain any longer. Let me guess, the reason you are fighting so desperately now is to buy time for those young elves to escape through the back door of the barrier, right?" the raven-masked demon said mockingly.

As soon as the Sorcerer Demon spoke, Nazha who had shown no fear when facing the Fire Elemental Lord and the legendary minion of the Demon King, changed her expression for the first time, turning a few shades paler.

Indeed, there were no young elves among the elves present.

Dian slightly bowed, as if apologizing, "Everything you have is already under the control of the demon king. Give up."

As soon as the Sorcerer Demon finished speaking, a disturbance came from the sky. In the distance, a huge shadow seemed to be rapidly approaching in the dark night sky.

As the shadow swooped overhead, Nazha and the other elves looked up and saw that it was a...

Skeleton Dragon.

The terrifying monster at the pinnacle of the undead race.

Next, Nazha's pupils contracted, and her almond-shaped eyes widened as she saw that after the Skeleton Dragon slowly descended, several young elven children were captured and huddled together, trembling on the dragon's back.

And beside these twenty or thirty elven children was a young man.

The young man held a newborn elven baby in his arms.

It was Lofu!

Only a few months old!

She was a new member of the elven race, born with great difficulty.

Just a few hours ago, she was adorably calling Nazha "grandma."

But now, she had fallen into the hands of the demons.

An unparalleled anger burned in the heart of this elven elder.

Damn it!

Bastard!

"Let her go! You fu** filthy demons, take your filthy hands off Lofu!!!"

Seeing that her last hope was gone, Nazha's sanity also despaired.

The future of the elven race, their children, had also been captured.

She dared not imagine what terrible atrocities the elven children would suffer at the hands of the demons.

All these emotions turned into rage, and she threw everything to the back of her mind and was about to kill the young man on the back of the Skeleton Dragon.

As for the result, naturally...

*Slap!*

Before she could get within twenty meters of Reji, a purple whip came flying at her, sending Nazha flying.

The owner of the whip was another minion of the Demon King, wearing a deep purple suit of armor. She spread her wings and stood guard on either side of Reji, coldly watching the elder struggle to get up from the ground.

This woman was the Succubus Apostle, Eileen.

Like the Sorcery Apostle Dian, Eileen also attaches great importance to this battle, her first battle in front of her king.

So, she even put on her full set of Succubus armor.

Unfortunately, it seems...

Completely unnecessary.

Another minion of the Demon King!

A single Sorcery Demon minion was enough to crush them.

But now, three have appeared at once.

The elves were utterly despairing, even the elder Nazha gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with helpless despair.

On the back of the Skeleton Dragon, those young elven girls, although they didn't understand the situation due to their young age, saw that the adults of their tribe were all like this and became even more afraid, hugging each other tightly and trembling in fear.

Except...

Except for the baby in Reji's arms, the few months old Lofu.

Babies don't know right from wrong.

They rely on instinct for everything.

"Wah, wah! Boo-hoo! Wah!"

The baby in Reji's arms started crying.

But unlike the other elves, the object of her fear was the elder Nazha, who had just rushed at her, or rather, at Reji, who was holding her, this stern and not very amiable "grandma."

And when the baby is afraid, she will seek out the person she subconsciously considers the most reliable, the one who makes her feel the safest and closest.

So...

"Wahhhhhh!!!"

The crying baby struggled to snuggle deeper into Reji's arms.

Her chubby little hands gripped Reji's collar tightly, as if afraid that if she let go, she would have no one to rely on.

Not to mention...

Elves are indeed among the most beautiful races, and even as babies, they are exceptionally cute, like porcelain dolls, with their delicate little noses. Reji couldn't help but tease her with his fingers.

"Be good, don't be afraid, it's okay."

Reji's gentle words, combined with the dense aura of the natural Fate Track emanating from him, made little Lofu feel especially at ease, making the baby feel incredibly reliable, as if he were a family member, much better than the stern and scary elder Nazha.

Especially on Reji, she could still smell the scent of her favorite sister, Vielsia.

So, under Reji's gentle comfort, she really miraculously stopped crying.

The baby was also very smart, seemingly sensing that the brother holding her was on the stronger side.

So, she quickly changed from being afraid to being curious.

This little elf baby still had her body curled up in Reji's arms, but she stretched out her neck, poked out her little head, and began to curiously and excitedly inspect the scene with her clear big eyes.

"What have you done to Lofu?!"

Seeing the baby snuggle up to Reji and not even recognize her, her grandmother, Nazha was heartbroken.

The elven elder could only understand that Lofu had been brainwashed by the demons and turned into their slave.

Not even sparing a baby who was just learning to speak and walk, and using dark magic to torture her, was something Nazha, as the elven elder, hated more than seeing her own people killed in front of her.

"You...you demons!"

"Disgusting fu*kingdemons, go to hell!!"

Nazha exploded with anger and, regardless of the consequences, wanted to snatch the baby from Reji's "demonic claws," or at least kill Lofu to prevent her from suffering further at the hands of the demons.

Reji knew how it felt to have a comrade brainwashed and turned into someone else's slave, as he had experienced the same anger from the elven elder in his first playthrough.

At that time, the human camp would rather die than be brainwashed by the dark magic.

And there was another unspoken rule: once someone was discovered to have been brainwashed, no matter how close their relationship had been, even if they were blood relatives, they had to do everything in their power to kill them.

Death was the best release for those who had been brainwashed and transformed by dark magic.

Nazha attacked Reji in an attempt to find release for the baby, but as expected, she failed.

This time, Eileen put more force into her whip, and her expression under her Succubus mask was not good.

If it weren't for Reji's orders to capture the elves alive, Eileen would have killed Nazha for speaking out against the demon king , regardless of her status.

Under the enormous power gap, Nazha was knocked down twice by Eileen but still got up. What was supporting the elven elder now was not the mana in her body, but her hatred for the demons and for Reji's crimes.

Many of the other elves, who had been paralyzed with fear by the "Three Apostles" and had lost their will to fight, were moved by Nazha's strong and tenacious will.

Seeing their elder, Nazha, and their young tribal members, even children only a few years old and babies only a few months old, not spared by the demons, their courage seemed to be awakened.

One by one, they gritted their teeth and stood up, their eyes red, as if they were ready to bite into a piece of demon flesh before dying.

This scene is also familiar to Reji.

From fear and terror to despair, silence, and finally to self-sacrifice, the tribal will that had been disintegrating is consolidated and explodes with unprecedented new power.

This was the evolutionary process of the human race after being invaded by the demon race in the first playthrough.

And it is very similar to the current situation of the elven race.

It's like a miniature version.

Why did it turn out this way?

Although the elves in front had given up and were in fear, with only Nazha still struggling, now they all wanted to fight to death without fear.

The answer is obvious.

It is because of the elven children behind them, and the baby in his arms, who the elves think has been "brainwashed."

Every race has its bottom line.

Once this line is crossed, they will be forced to unleash their deepest will and potential, becoming even more terrifying enemies.

This is also why Reji will never use a shred of the Wicked Demon's power.

Apart from the fact that he believes Lordan is a fool.

Everything the Wicked Demon does, seemingly for the good of the demon race, is actually pushing the demon race to cross its bottom line.

Or to put it another way.

They are using the power of the demon race to satisfy their own desires as members of the Wicked Demon race.

This is nothing special. It's normal.

The other Apostles are more or less the same.

The Great Demon for the satisfaction of battle, the Sorcery Demon for the satisfaction of the unknown, the Decay Demon for the satisfaction of corpse obsession, the Wisdom Demon for the satisfaction of the desire to decide, etc.

Even Reji, the Demon King, admits that he, too, needs the power of the demon race to pursue the truth of this "completely different" world a thousand years later.

That's why some of the Apostles' desires are not allowed.

Like the Wicked Demon, for example.