Hate, he remembers his servant of the judge to call him by this name.

The reason is that he uses this human emotion as food, but whether it is human anger, sadness, or despair... all of them can be used as his nourishment and make him stronger.

Therefore, hatred has always been focused on arousing hatred between humans, which in his opinion is also a very simple thing.

In past history, many human wars have been behind him.

Until today he personally participated in the war.

A group of legions from unknown origin surrounded its clones, underestimating the power of the coalition...the part separated from his body was gradually wiped out.

On the tower in the center of the seventh floor, the dark elf elders who chose to follow things outside the world watched the army gathered with the alliance and the tribal players below.

The messenger could smell the smell of panic that was emitting from these dark elves just by standing beside them.

"Messenger, why not close the door to the core of the Holy Tree!"

The Dark Elf Elder questioned hatred. After the Dark Elf's World Tree was corroded by gray fog, the consciousness space belonged to hatred.

The energy needed by the Tree of World gradually became negative emotions of living beings.

He should have God-like power in this space of consciousness.

"If I replace my host, I'd let all these guys submerge in magma, which is far from enough now..."

Hate is just a consciousness that resides in the body of the god of order, Reydell. Over the years, Reydell's power has been eroded by him to a great extent.

As long as the real world of riots appearing in the realm of the Sea, the negative emotions he collected can help him erase Loydell completely.

"There is no need to be impatient. Their existence is very special, but in the end they are just bugs in the fields... They can't even step into the door of this tall tower!"

The adventurers watching the hatred below flocked into the tower in the middle of the magma land. He spread his arms and stretched his five fingers like the branches of a tree.

A large amount of gray mist overflowed from his body, and this huge power forced the Dark Elf Elders to take a few steps back.

The entire consciousness space formed by gray fog began to shake slowly, and the adventurers who besieged the twisted monsters everywhere on the seventh floor noticed something was wrong.

The ground began to break, and one twisted monster after another broke through the ground and the rock walls above it appeared on the battlefield.

The adventurers had never expected that when they were fighting the boss, a new boss would be refreshed next to them. The problem was that not only one person was brushed, but five or six monsters appeared in each guide area!

This moment made the battlefield fall into chaos. The situation where more than fifty adventurers besieged a boss... In an instant, it turned into more than six bosses besieged a group of adventurers.

The Dark Elf Elders looked at the adventurers below who were defeated by the hated clone in shock. The originally one-sided battle situation changed instantly.

Just standing here, they could hear the "wailing" of the adventurers intertwined with the angry roar of the monsters, followed by a complete defeat.

"This is the true power of the messenger." A dark elf elder murmured to himself.

"They overestimated their abilities..."

As soon as another dark elf said this, he found that his perspective was on the ground, watching his headless body standing there and disappearing into mist.

The last scene seen by this dark elf is the moment when a thief holding a dagger in his hand cut off the neck of another dark elf elder.

"who!"

The dark elves gathered beside the hatred reacted instantly, and they turned their heads and looked at the entrance of the room.

"Fuya, how did you discover these secret passages...Huh? Is this the final boss?"

A strong tauren appeared at the entrance, and behind the tauren was a team of fully armed warriors and mages appeared.

The moment the Tauren saw the group of dark elves, there was no nonsense. Thunder flashed in his hand, and the next second the arc of thunder suddenly flowed towards one of the dark elves.

These dark elves reacted, but it was useless... They had no way to use real magic in the consciousness space.

The arc of electric power flowed wildly on the group of dark elves, and the next moment they roasted them into charcoal and poured them on the ground.

‘Are these real dark elves… are they thousands of people in reality?’

A dialog emerges behind the Taurus, which comes from Sheil's character.

In reality, Shayer also had a certain friendship with the dark elves Qianmian. During the chat, Qianmian also instructed Shayer, "Just kill them when you meet the dark elves in the crack battlefield."

"It seems that yes, they have their own consciousness." The Taurus controlled by Xili came to one of the dark elves who were lying on the ground. After kicking the other person with a cow's hoof, Xili was sure that this guy was a real person, not a model.

"Don't worry! The fight is on! The boss's first kill in the event must be won."

Xili controlled the Tauren to insert a lot of totems into the ground. The Fuya Legion had already joined the battlefield and began to fight with the figure wrapped in gray fog.

"Speaking of all, have you seen Al?"

When Gallorie controlled her mage character to release magic, she found that there was one missing person in the team.

‘Didn’t she follow us before?’ Sheil looked around the battlefield and found that he didn’t see the elf character wearing the head of a rainbow unicorn.

Maybe their chat and laughter irritated hatred, and the gray fog spread in the room again. Hatred directly pushed Fuya's stalker away with his fingers.

The dark elves who were originally lying on the ground and unable to move began to twist their limbs due to the erosion of the gray fog. When they stood up again, their bodies had already stretched out their viscous tentacles.

The body of hatred is obviously not something that the Fuya Adventure Group, a team of less than 30 people, can be captured. The tentacles extended from dozens of twisted dark elves are as hard as spears... directly penetrate the bodies of several mages behind.

The mages in the back row announced their death and fell down. At this moment, one of the arms that hated was cut off by the stalker who flashed by.

The black arm flew into the sky, and a soldier took advantage of this moment to charge and stab the sword in his hand into the hated body.

The arms that hated were cut off quickly grew out, and the warrior who supported in the front row was directly pressed to the ground by hated claws.

The Fuya adventure team collapsed in less than ten minutes.

"It's over." After hatred crushed the warrior under his claws into pieces, he slowly came to the only remaining tauren. "You can't defeat me."

The tauren did not retreat, but just stopped the casting action in his hand.

"Die in powerlessness and despair." The moment he raised his hand and was about to wave it, the Taurus suddenly spoke.

"What you said is a bit too bad, but wait a moment... can I ask a question before you kill it?" The Taurus's voice suddenly changed, from Xili's voice to Qiao Xiu's voice. "How many times can you refresh the monster-sucking like the one just now?"

Hatred ignored the problem of the Tauren, and his fingertips penetrated the Tauren's body directly, causing the Tauren's body to gradually turn into glory and dissipate.

"Is it my illusion that your body seems to have become a little smaller than before?"
Chapter completed!