I traverse along the pathway of darkness and imagination… Entering the realm born by human imaginations… Challenging Harry Potter’s magic, commanding the great Pirates of the Caribbean Terminating the Terminator’s strength, tearing apart the Matrix’s Hallucination Virus is my slave Endurance my inheritance Growing and hunting in the boundless universe Breaking through boundaries in a mysterious space Desiring evil, conspiracy and betrayer. Who can redeem what was already lost In a battle of demons who can leave an immortal legacy A declining Trump card, Ultimate evolution! I’m… on a journey! We are one!
"Wow, my fellow clansmen. You've really hurt me this time. My head was almost decapitated."
Elrond produced a piece of handkerchief, gently wiped on the blood on his neck, and said with a slow elegance.
"Oh, it seems we even have a follower of the high-god here. The high-god is almighty, yet why does he bother with weaklings? Fine, I don't like wasting time. Please offer your flesh to me to pay me back for the protection I provided in Rivendell throughout all these years."
As soon as he finished speaking, Elrond immediately pounced on an Elven mage beside Melody. The mage was ready for him. He emitted a cry and burst into flame. He was preparing the AoE spell, Ring of Inferno.
At the same time, Sheyan also leaped over to help. He threw a bottle of curse-mix to the ground. The curse-mix is a weapon of mass destruction that can cause an AoE stun for 1.5 seconds. Sheyan believed that the current Elrond should still be susceptible to stun.