Blood Elf Monarch

Tristan had the full support of Queen Leena to absorb the four souls of the magus level elves who had died on this expedition.

Even though Ivassar still didn't agree, he couldn't prevent it, especially Kolvar who was currently lying unconscious.

Tristan opened one by one of the soul storage bottles, and the soul inside flew out. They almost immediately tried to get away like a giant firefly.

These spirit souls seemed to know Tristan's intentions, and they started to fly away, but only a little bit of Tristan's spirit force could stop them from leaving.

He immediately grabbed the soul with his hands, gripping it until it could only move where it was in his grasp.

[Soul Extraction]

[One rank 2 elven soul found]

[Proceed in extracting the soul?]

"Yes."

The bright light that flashed from the soul disappeared before Queen Leena and King Ivaasar who were watching them tensely.

Every time he absorbed a soul, Tristan could hear a painful scream. The voice came from the owner of the soul, their last memories recorded clearly before death came. The worst memories they'd ever had.

Tristan was getting used to the painful screams, but four souls at once made his feelings carry over to their death. The soul possessing elve had even fought alongside him against the demonic wyrm before.

Until he finally returned to The Heart of Monarch.

He walked past the terrifying blood lake, already used to the sight because this was not the first time he had seen it.

The goal was a house in the middle of the blood lake. And in front of the house, he saw the soul resembling an orb once again. It glowed brightly, flying in front of the door of the house. It was as if it seemed to wait for Tristan.

He walked to open the door of the building resembling the house. He was followed by the last soul like a ghost in the form of light.

This time in Tristan's room, he found a familiar figure.

It was a woman of mixed breed, half-human and half-dragon, with a horn on her forehead and a wing on her back. The woman's skin was red. And her body looked even bigger than the last time he saw her.

Nara, the bloodgem dragon, was standing in front of the chain-sealed door, waiting for him with an excited smile.

"Why are you here, Nara? I didn't summon you?"

"My Monarch, I know what you're currently doing, of course, I can't miss out!"

Tristan walked over to Nara and looked at her one more time.

It was true that the dragon's body looked different again after the last time he saw her. Tristan immediately used his scanning system to check what had happened to Nara.

[Nara]

[Bloodgem Dragon]

[Magical Beast - Level 90]

"From 70 to 90? She levelled up again without me noticing. Looks like she's also levelled up as my strength increased, I can feel her strength increasing even more than before."

"Nara, do you know what lies beneath this stair?"

"My Lord Monarch, it's your memory fragments, right? There is also mine in it, so I am as much as excited as you are my Lord,"

After hearing the purpose of Nara's arrival at the place, Tristan made no comment.

He walked past Nara, who immediately opened a path for him to approach the door that was sealed by the chain.

Tristan glanced at Nara, who seemed interested in the four soul lights that were following him.

Tristan pushed the last soul light toward the chain on the door in front of him. And the light began to be sucked in by the chain.

He then ran towards the sealed staircase and let the absorption process complete.

[Spirit souls 6/10]

Still not enough.

He then rushed to repeat his actions, extracting the second soul. Another high elve elder. From its screams he could hear, he recognized it as Conall's voice. He was the High elf elder who was killed while facing Jormungand.

[Spirit souls 8/10]

Now he got two souls left to absorb. Tristan checked the soul owner's name on the bottle. One was a young elven who was killed by the cursed wolf, and the other was a high elve elder who was killed fighting a demonic wyrm.

Tristan decided to take the strongest. Soul of the high elder.

"You are lucky, Levi," Tristan said while giving the soul he didn't choose to Queen Leena.

Again the high elve elder's scream sounded in his ears. A painful death.

[Spirit souls 10/10]

CRACK!

Once the amount of spirit soul needed to break the seal was sufficient, the chain seemed to move on its own, slowly releasing the seal before breaking and shattering away.

The shattering of the chains was followed by a tremor that shook the entire room.

Next, the sealed door finally opened, and the hidden room inside could be seen.

Tristan walked down the stairs and into the room. His heart was beating faster than ever.

It was a large circular room with walls resembling an aquarium filled with fresh red blood.

In the middle of the room, similar to the previous room, there was a glass-like shard hovering on a pedestal casting a reddish glow.

The second memory fragments.

Tristan knew now he just needed to touch and absorb these memory fragments into his body.

It will be painful, but Tristan knew this must be done.

Tristan touched the floating object with his finger and again felt a terrible headache. But he couldn't let go.

After a while, a very bright light made his eyes feel like they were burning, so he was blinded by the light.

Slowly, his sense of sight began to regain its focus. However, as he blinked many times to speed up the process, the scene in front of him had completely changed.

The sound of people screaming. The sound of screams for help, the sound of a sword slashing through flesh and cutting it.

Tristan realized that he had again witnessed another memory of the original blood elf monarch,

Virtaz!

Tristan was standing in the middle of a battlefield. The ground he was standing on was now covered in blood and pieces of human bodies. As far as the eye could see, everything was filled with blood. This was a massacre.

All he knew was, that he had reentered the memory fragment of the blood elf monarch, Virtaz, after touching the glowing object a moment ago.

Tristan could see the fragment of memory as if he himself was involved in it.

However, the longer he looked around, the structure of the ground he stepped on as well as the rock forms in that place were very different from what he remembered. It was not the land of Arcadia.

Until suddenly, someone shouted loudly behind him.

"Kill them all!"

Virtaz, the strongest blood elf, still looked very young. Even so, his face was now recognizable by Tristan. He was the blood figure who had met him when he was on the verge of death.

His body was already covered in sweat mixed with blood, which was clearly not his own blood, as his body was not injured in the slightest.

A moment later, Tristan saw what Virtaz was doing as himself. But he could only follow what was happening.

The blood elf, Virtaz, just shouted a command to his fellow blood elves on a battlefield. His memories began to return, and he knew immediately that this was the time known as The Bloody Cataclysm.

A hundred-year war event that killed tens of thousands of magus level individuals from both sides, Elves and Humans.

At this time, Tristan was on a mission with 4 other blood elves, comrades in arms for the last hundreds of years.

"Kill them all!!"'

Thousands of human armies with saint realm powers were simply not prepared to face the five of them.

As a vicious killing machine that would surely wipe out the human race, the blood elves were blindly murdering them all.

CLANK! Splattt!

Dozens of Magus have fallen victim to this war. Human magus were no match for the blood elves.

"More blood."

"Slaughter. Slaughter. Slaughter.."

"Kill them all."

The fallen warrior, magus level human, collapsed left and right on the ground of the battlefield. Making the battlefield covered back in blood.

The battlefield turned into a terrifying sea of ​​blood.

The blood elves were wild and unrestrained. They were created to kill, slaughter, and get as much blood as possible from the dead.

They were a nightmare for the human magus.

"Kill all the humans. Don't leave anything left."

Suddenly, dozens of portals formed around them, and dozens of figures came out of them. All are human magus, hundred of them, there is even 5 grand magus, among them.

Their leader was a very famous young grand magus named Altus Dresden.

"Let us erase all these Abominations from existence!"

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Written by Avans, Published exclusively by W.e.b.n.o.v.e.l,

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