Unable to break through the Goblin King's defense within a short period of time to destroy the altar is becoming increasingly disadvantageous for the elves as time passes.
Keep in mind that this is the goblin's main base, not only housing a large number of powerful goblin warriors, but also no shortage of goblin elders, and the most deadly of all is the continuous reinforcements coming in.
Despite not being individually powerful, relying on long-distance bows, or spells thrown by goblin priests, although each one may not have strong destructive power, when a large number are thrown together, even elves with flying advantages cannot withstand it, let alone facing multiple goblins of the same level.
The Elf Queen looked around anxiously. If they continued to delay, it was likely that the altar would not be destroyed, and they might all end up staying here, becoming sacrifices in the blood pool to summon abyss demons.
In fact, the Elf Queen even considered escaping...
But she also knew that even if they escaped, it would be of no use. Once the abyss demons appeared, there would be no escape, that kind of existence, like a natural disaster, meant death and destruction. By that time, it would not only be the extinction of their race, but even the entire Great Tree Forest might disappear.
Neither of these scenarios was what the Elf Queen wanted to see. The Great Tree Forest was their elven homeland, they had a special emotional connection to this place, not to mention facing extinction. So, no matter what, they could not retreat.
Because, there was simply no way out!
"This is the only way!" The Elf Queen gritted her teeth and took out a twig, similar to the one Heitong used before, but this one had roots, not just a branch, but a complete tree, albeit a small one.
"Blossom of Life!"
The Elf Queen held the young tree of life in her hands, continuously infusing the energy within her body into it to stimulate the growth of the young tree of life. When she threw this young tree of life to the ground, the lush green sapling grew rapidly, the huge canopy suddenly unfolded, and the thick roots wandered through the soil like ground dragons.
Forcing the young sapling to grow would consume a lot of energy in a short time, and it would damage the young tree of life. As soon as the power inside was used up, this tree of life sapling developed with great effort would be scrapped.
But under the current circumstances, this was necessary.
The summoned tree of life blossomed with a verdant light, which instantly shocked the elves when it fell upon them, restoring a considerable amount of their lost vitality. At the same time, sturdy roots joined the battle, able to sweep through a large group of goblins beneath them, turning them into minced meat with one sweep.
The tree of life was not extremely powerful; with the help of the Elf Queen's power, it barely reached the level of a monarch. However, because it could not move by itself and had no consciousness, it needed the Elf Queen's focused control. Thus, facing a true monarch was impossible, but against the goblins below the monarch, it was quite effective, especially in group battles.
The situation on the battlefield eased up, and the battle between the Elf Queen and the Goblin King entered into a special stalemate. The Goblin King was formidable, and in a real fight, the Elf Queen was evenly matched with it, thanks to her utilizing the Moon Wheel, a special artifact, without which she might have been chopped into pieces by the Goblin King after a few exchanges.
What concerned the Elf Queen the most was the Goblin High Priest standing by the blood pool altar. If it joined the battle, the Elf Queen wouldn't have to worry much at all, at least they would only have to face goblins.
However, the Goblin High Priest did not participate in the battle at all. Instead, he stood beside the blood pool, dancing a ritualistic dance with other goblin priests. As time passed, the blood in the pool slowly began to boil, bubbles emerging and bursting, releasing wisps of blood that rose and gradually converged above the altar, forming an illusionary array.
Meanwhile, the blood in the pool rapidly diminished, causing the elven corpses soaking within to quickly wither into dry bones. The Elven Queen observed with growing unease, realizing that if things continued this way, the Abyssal Demon would soon descend, leaving no chance for resistance.
"At all costs, stop this!" The Elven Queen finally shouted.
"Boom!" The Elven Queen took the initiative and detonated the Tree of Life, unleashing a torrent of power. The Tree of Life, already capable of absorbing energy, had drawn immense power from the earth, making the explosion incredibly devastating. Nearly half the goblins were swept away, with many perishing in the explosion, illuminating the entire Great Forest with a dazzling light.
However, the aftermath was not so simple. While the self-destructive power of the Tree of Life was formidable, it mostly affected ordinary goblins. For the Goblin elder rulers, including the champion goblin warriors, its effect was minimal, leaving them facing dire circumstances.
"My Queen, this is the decisive moment!" A group of elderly elves exuded astonishing aura as their decrepit bodies rejuvenated into youthful vigor. Fearlessly, they charged towards the Goblin King.
Leading them was the Elven elder wielding the dark magic sword. In her rejuvenated beauty, she struck the Goblin King, forcing him to continuously defend and retreat.
Under the onslaught of the elves, a momentary gap appeared in the altar's defense. The Elven Queen watched as her mentor, the former Elven Queen, engaged the Goblin King in combat. Knowing the consequences of unleashing such explosive power, both she and the other elves were nearing the end of their lives.
"Jasmine…" Without shedding a tear, the Elven Queen activated the Moonlight Wheel in her hand, preparing for a decisive strike.
"…Wheel of Destruction!"
The Moonlight Wheel vanished from behind the Elven Queen, and a blinding light enveloped the surroundings. Two moons appeared in the sky, one hurtling down towards the altar.
As the moon plummeted, the sacrificial dance on the altar abruptly ceased, leaving the blood pool empty except for a thin layer of ashes. The floating array erupted with dazzling blood light.
"Boom!" The ground shook violently, accompanied by a deafening roar that reverberated throughout the Great Forest and even the world, drawing the attention of the distant Orcs on the plains.
"Was it a success?" The Elven Queen gazed at the explosion site, feeling drained of all power within her, now incredibly weakened.
However, at this moment, a large hand suddenly reached out from the explosion and grabbed her, revealing a massive figure as the smoke cleared...
