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Blood Elf Monarch

Abandoned since birth, mistreated, exploited, betrayed, and hurt. This was all society had offered to Tristan. The day of his release from prison, he was transmigrated to the world of orcs and elves and forced to become the Legendary elves champion. The Blood Elf. [Blood Elf Monarch Innate Ability Activated] [Stage One Skill - Blood Extraction] [5000 Mix of low qualities blood cells found] [Extract Blood Cells] [2000 Blood Essence Extracted] [Battle power increase exponentially] Being the Undying Ancient Blood Elf during the war between races of humans and elves, will Tristan renounce his people to be part of the Elves, or will he follow his own resolve? Follow The Adventure of Tristan as he becomes the leading Monarch of the Universe ----------- Novel Video Trailer: Type "Blood Elf Monarch" in youtube Here are some of the things you will find here MC: smart but with questionable morals. Start OP but still have a deep of weak - strong growth World: Imagine Lord of the Ring with guns and spaceships System: There is a system but it will not be the focus of the story Harem: Yes, but I love romance, so there will be love interests and drama, not all about p3nus *The Monarch characteristic will not really show until volume 3, the MC will have some flaws at early chapters its part of his growth This is my third novel, my first novel was in the top 50, and my second novel is now Top 15 trending in webnovel, so hopefully, this third one will be even better.

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It wasn't hard to smuggle the mayor out of the camp with only 10 Erantell guards surrounding the area and with Barry the captain explaining the situation.

Even when several guards saw the mayor's unconscious body in tow, with Tristan and Serene being there, they didn't dare to intervene despite their suspicions. 

The group of seven, plus one when counting the collapsed figure they were hauling behind them, pulled a cart out of the camp and began to head southwest.

A few hours into the journey, Tristan suddenly heard a scream.

Uriel, the Erantell mayor, just awoke from his slumber with a jolt. He sat up ramrod straight and looked around, his eyes enlarged in fear.

"Took you long enough to wake up, Uriel."

The fat elf scanned his surroundings, his eyes darting around. He had found himself in some kind of small, wooden cart pulled by horses. He realized what Tristan had done to him and quickly panicked.