"We should go and take a look," Bexia said without hesitation as he rushed towards the spirit queen, Eileen, on the ground, with Lulumon following closely behind. They were facing a dilemma now; even with the Thousand-Change Robe for protection, it was difficult for them to escape. But if this spirit queen was still alive, there might be a chance to awaken her and avoid a grim fate against Crom.
Bexia was quick, reaching the side of the spirit queen in no time. He lifted up the young girl-like Eileen from the ground. As soon as he touched her, Bexia felt the warmth and the slippery skin beneath the thin, gauzy clothes. It had to be said that the beauty of the elf clan had a somewhat ethereal feeling to it, so beautiful it almost seemed unreal.
"Something seems off..." Bexia said. He could feel the warmth, but he couldn't sense any breath from Eileen. Even when he placed his hand on her chest, he couldn't feel a heartbeat.
"But Lulumon really can't see any signs of death energy on Big Sister, and her life force feels even stronger than that of a living person!" Lulumon said, equally puzzled.
"Hahaha! Are you trying to wake her up? How ridiculous! She's just a dead person..." Crom's words weren't even finished before his eyes widened. This was because a dazzling golden light burst out from the spirit queen Eileen, her golden hair flowing freely without any wind. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her sparkling eyes slowly opened, revealing eyes as radiant as golden sunlight.
However, amidst the confusion and disbelief of everyone present, the awakened spirit queen reached out and wrapped her arms around Bexia's neck, pulling his face closer and planting her rosy lips onto his.
This scene could only be described as stunning. However, Bexia, as the person involved, wasn't feeling so good. Under this seemingly passionate moment, his magic power was being rapidly drained by the elf before him through the kiss.
"Please lend me some of your magic power!" a voice suddenly resounded in Bexia's mind, startling him. But he quickly realized that this voice must belong to the elf in front of him.
"What are you doing?" Bexia asked.
"Lend me some of your magic power. I will deal with this traitor. I can feel that you possess immense magic power within your body. Loan it to me!" The spirit queen's voice was pleasant to the ear, but devoid of much emotion, even though they were currently engaged in an intimate kiss.
"Lend it to me...!" Bexia's magic power was already depleted within a few breaths, completely absorbed by Eileen. He could probably understand what she meant by immense magic power. It was the power within Chaos Divinity.
"Very well! I'll lend it to you!" Bexia pondered for a moment and opened up the chaotic magic power within Chaos Divinity. It was a special and versatile magic power that could be converted into various types of magic. And the quality of it was extremely high, even an exceptional being like Eileen was somewhat surprised by its power.
As Bexia's magic power was passively drained away, he couldn't help but feel the unpleasant sensation of losing his power. And with the abundance of magic power within Chaos Divinity, it would be impossible for Eileen to deplete it in an instant. Consequently, Bexia was left with nothing to do but to feel the soft sensation on his lips and, silently, extend his tongue.
"!!!" Eileen's pupils widened as she felt his tongue roaming inside her mouth. Her face, tinged with a faint blush, suddenly became flushed, and her pointed ears seemed to be draped with "red veils".
"What are you doing?!" Erin's annoyed voice sounded again.
"Sorry! Sorry! I couldn't help myself, couldn't help myself, you just look so beautiful."
"Huff huff huff-" Erin gasped heavily, her body now in a state of feverish heat, her eyes somewhat unfocused. The bodies of the elves are very sensitive, especially those with a strong affinity for elements, and Erin is precisely one of those with an extremely strong elemental affinity, making her body highly sensitive.
The elves have no restrictions on love-making, but as a predominantly female group, they rely more on the fruit condensed by the Elf Tree for pregnancy, which can be obtained simply by eating it. Although an elf can only eat one in their lifetime, compared to the very low probability of normal reproduction, this method is more secure and easier to maintain the survival of the clan.
And it is this system that has caused many people in the elven clan to be cold towards desire, or even unnecessary for them. As the lofty Elf Queen, very few males have the opportunity to approach Erin, let alone engage in such intimate behavior. It can be said that this is the first time for Erin.
"You insolent human!" Erin's excellent upbringing makes her unable to think of any curse words, but just as she spoke, a violent collision sound forced her to consider other things.
"Just you wait!" Erin issued a stern warning, her figure floating up from the ground, looking at the two controlled knight puppets, which were once guarding her body, magical artifacts created.
"I can't believe the Elf Queen Erin is actually alive. I guess that legend must be true." Krom looked at Erin, who was not in the least bit panicked, but rather looked happier as she held the scepter in her hand.
"It's no use for you to hold the 'Fountain of Life', you can't even make use of its power!" Erin looked at the scepter in Krom's hand, her brows slightly furrowing. If the scepter were in her hands, the current situation would be easily resolved, but the problem was that it was in the hands of the other party and although it couldn't be used effectively, it was still difficult to deal with.
"Well, you'll have to try and see, and let me see how strong the Queen's power really is!" Krom's words carried a mocking tone, because he knew that the person in front of him was just a façade.
"Hmph! Then give it a try!" Erin's face turned cold, her hand shaking, and hundreds of rays of light scattered out, instantly causing the ground of the entire space to erupt with dazzling light, causing all the knights to suddenly stop in their tracks and stand still.
At the same time, changes also happened to Erin's body. Her original long skirt turned into a tight battle skirt, with metal protection on the crucial parts of her body, and she wielded a heavy sword and a wooden shield as weapons.
