The Heartache of the First Taste of Bitterness

Claremont glanced at Abel, who was standing at the side. After seeing Abel nod at him, he pushed the Black Elf Leader away and said, "I hope that you have more self-awareness this time. Don't come and provoke us again in the future."

"Hehe." The Black Elf Leader stood up, rubbed his shoulders, and laughed softly.

The other soldiers watched as Claremont released him. Although they didn't quite understand, they let go of the hands that had bound the black elves.

"Scram!" Abel said.

"One day, I'll come and try it out. The feeling of being cursed by the legendary King of Light," the Black Elf Leader said as he gave Abel an evil look.

After saying this, he turned around and beckoned the other black elves to leave.

"Hiss!" A silver light pierced through the air and entered the back of the Black Elf Leader.

"Ah!" the Black Elf Leader cried out in surprise.