658 Dragon Elf King

"Eh... f*ck you." The muscular little elf with the two pointy horns threw the True Dragon Fruit into the basket as it stood up emotionlessly, its aura turning mysterious.

Gao Peng's face darkened. Although he couldn't make out the words at the beginning of the sentence, he could still understand the last few words at the end.

The muscular elf showed no emotion as it shook its neck lightly and let out a stream of weird noises. As it took a step forward, its aura became utterly horrifying, but somehow, it still looked rather charming as a little elf covered in muscles.

"Roar, roar, roar!" The muscular elf's aura became so increasingly horrifying that even the surrounding void was distorted. It was as if it was a demon king on a rampage. "You... how dare you all disturb the deep sleep of the great Dragon Elf King, Lord Sai Mo? Every one of you shall be punished and doomed!"