Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  The Star Domain suddenly collapsed towards the middle as though it was squeezed. The black starry sky became a crazy swirl of jet black fog. Once the Star Domain collapsed completely, everything in the center would vanish completely.

  “Your Highness!” the Night Elves exclaimed. They could only watch helplessly as the Star Domain collapsed.

  Just then, a figure descended from the sky, swooping towards the collapsing Star Domain like a stroke of purple lightning.

  He drew out a sword more than 10 meters long, and sliced the space and the rapidly shrinking Star Domain.

  “Boom!”


  The shrinking Star Domain was split open, and it exploded as the collapse was interrupted.

  Meanwhile, a purple-striped griffin continued diving into the chaotic fog at the speed of light, and flew out from the other side in an instant.

  A man with a black and white mask sat on the griffin’s back with Irina in his embrace and a silver sword in his hand.

  The battlefield suddenly fell quiet. The elves all looked at the purple-striped griffin and were suddenly reminded of a legend. They looked at the masked man carrying Irina with fear and respect.

  Alex. A man whose name struck awe across the continent, a knight known as a dragon killer.

  Many elves still remembered that scene several months ago when he appeared in the Wind Forest and wounded Borg heavily.

  They thought that the battle had already ended, but his unexpected appearance added a factor of uncertainty to this battle.

  “Your Highness!” Firis, who almost jumped down from the mountain, looked at Irina with reddened eyes. She could finally heave a sigh of relief. Alex did come in the end. He did not let the princess’s love for him down.

  “Alex.” Shirley let go of Firis’s hand and looked at the man sitting on the griffin’s back and Irina, who was in his embrace, as she smiled.

  Indeed, he was the only one in this world who was worthy of the princess.

  Sally looked at Irina who was held in the mysterious man’s embrace, and her gaze landed on the man with the mask. Could he be that legendary man?

  A hero saving the damsel in distress from an army was indeed a sight to behold.

  Sally squinted and started to ponder. She had heard Alex’s name several times before, and even imagined what this man who had captured the princess’s heart might look like, but what she could be certain of was that she had never seen him before. However, why did he seem so familiar?

  However, if he could bring the princess away, there would be a ray of hope for today’s battle.

  The Star Domain was forcefully destroyed. Helena took a step backward. She looked at the purple-striped griffin coldly, but was not shocked.

  “Alex, you still came.” Borg’s face twisted into a sinister smile. He waved his hand, and several figures dashed off in several directions.

  “Why are you here?” Irina looked at Mag in surprise. The way he wielded his sword just now showed that he definitely was in top form. Could he have recovered his powers?

  “I only have 15 minutes,” Mag said softly.

  “That’s fast.” Irina pressed her lips together into a sweet smile. She thought that she would not get to see him again, but he still came.

  “I think there’s a need for me to show you my manly prowess.” Mag raised his brow. This was a matter of his manly pride. Besides, 15 minutes wasn’t fast!

  “I’m here to bring all of you with me.” Mag looked at Irina. Her pale and dusty face made his heart ache.

  “All of us?” Irina looked at the mountain peak. The Night Elves had already retreated to the mountain peak. After the long battle, there were less than 100 of them left, and almost everyone was injured. The elves began their last round of attack after a short rest.

  “You can’t bring so many people away with you.” Irina shook her head. Ah Zi might be big, but Helena and the others would not watch them bring everyone away without doing anything.

  “Trust me,” Mag said gently. The purple-striped griffin turned to head towards the mountain. It flapped its wings, and the elves climbing toward the mountain peak flew away like they were ants.

  “Ding! A variable that would be a threat to the cultivation of the God of Cookery detected. New mission—please kill the target within 24 hours: Borg. Mission reward: unlock roaming mission series and receive a mobile restaurant! Mission failed: -3 strength!”


  Just then, the system’s voice rang in Mag’s head.

  “Damn!”


  Mag was taken aback. This was not within his plans.

  His plan was just to retreat without getting injured. The 400 thugs in suits were just to act as a deterrence, but the system suddenly gave him a mission to kill Borg.

  Although he hated Borg, the latter was, after all, a 10th-tier powerhouse.

  Although the system gave him 24 hours, to him, it was the same as having 15 minutes. Furthermore, two minutes had already passed.

  The griffin circled around the mountain peak, blowing the attacking elves away. Mag whispered to Irina, “I’m going to kill Borg.”


  “I’m afraid it’s the other way around,” Irina said as she glanced at the calm Helena, and Borg who was dashing towards the mountain peak on horseback.

  “If you want to kill, you need to have the awareness that you can be killed.” Mag turned and placed Irina gently on the mountain peak before diving down on the purple-striped griffin towards Borg. His gaze became even more serious and focused.

  “Now,” Helena commanded coldly. She lifted the crystal ball in front of her overhead, and darkness loomed once again and slowly expanded towards Mag.

  At the same time, four elderly elves appeared behind Helena. They each held a magic caster’s staff and were mumbling a chant. Their staffs glowed as terrifying magic waves started congregating.

  Behind Borg were four magic caster elves as well. They were also mumbling a chant, and flames appeared in the sky. Trees started sprouting from the ground, growing at an insane speed as the vine-like branches of the trees extended towards the sky.

  10 10th-tier magic casters. This was just the beginning of the ambush.

  The Night Elves and Irina were just one of their targets. Alex was the main character for this ambush.

  On the mountain peak, Irina planted her magic caster’s staff in a mountain rock, and she began humming softly. Bright rays of sun pierced through the darkness and landed on the golden crystal at the tip of the staff, transforming into a beam of light following the purple-striped griffin.

  “What a large scale. It’ll be awkward if we fail.” Mag held the Tian Du sword with both hands, and his expression became very serious. That was almost all of the elves’ 10th-tier magic casters. It was indeed a little beyond his expectations.