boyutpedia Chapter 515 Enter
Chapter 515 Enter
Along the way, Scar's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if ink could be squeezed out of it. The thick haze covered his entire face, like the sky before a storm.
His furrowed brows were like two locks, deeply locking up his inner anxiety, and the wrinkles on his forehead were like ravines carved by time.
Each one of them conceals his past plans that he had painstakingly planned, as well as his current regret.
His footsteps were hurried and heavy, and every step he took raised a cloud of dust, just like his confused mood at the moment.
At the same time, he kept questioning himself in his heart, with all the plans and calculations, how could he have missed the possibility that Yalulu would cause such a shocking commotion at this critical juncture.
He knew too well the strength of Terun. He was definitely not comparable to ordinary people. If this person broke into the underworld, the consequences would be disastrous.
It was like dropping a bombshell on the peaceful lake of Elbaf that could cause a raging storm.
It could shatter the long-standing peace of this land at any time and plunge everyone into an endless abyss.
"Elder, what should we do now? Jenny Tren is quite powerful. If he causes a big mess in the underworld, then wouldn't the Unreversible Ones be..."
Lipri was extremely anxious and ran all the way, panting from exhaustion.
Her originally smooth hair was now flying in disarray, with a few wet strands sticking tightly to both sides of her sweaty cheeks. The sweat was like beads that had broken off the string, constantly rolling down her smooth forehead and instantly soaking her clothes.
She was filled with anxiety and helplessness, the panic in her eyes seemed to be overflowing, and her voice was trembling.
With fear of the unknown, he is eager to find a glimmer of hope from Elder Scar, a magic trick that can resolve this crisis.
Scar frowned, as if by frowning he could hold the fate of Elbaf in his hands.
He walked with great speed, never stopping for a moment, and every step was full of determination. "Go there first, we can't let him enter the underworld no matter what.
If that guy is let out, Elbaf will be doomed." His voice was deep and powerful, as if it came from deep in his chest, and every word was filled with unquestionable determination.
Like the ringing of a huge bell, it echoed on the empty road, striking Lipri's heart and strengthening her belief in moving forward.
In his heart, Loki of the underworld is Elbaf's heaviest taboo and the last line of defense for this land, and there can be no room for error.
……
Entrance to the underworld.
"Ugh..." A guard giant's mountain-like body collapsed with a loud bang, like a collapsed tower.
His face was filled with pain, his eyes were white, and the original brilliance in his eyes was replaced by endless torture, as if he was enduring the torment from the abyss of hell.
The moment he fell to the ground, it was as if a thunderclap had struck out of nowhere, stirring up a gust of wind that howled and blew the surrounding dust all over the sky.
The sand and stones rustled like hidden weapons and hurt people when they hit them.
His body hit the ground heavily, making a dull and shocking sound, and the earth seemed to tremble.
It makes people truly feel the amazing momentum of this impact.
"It's boring." Gray Wolf was like a killer in the dark night, holding a sharp blade made of darkness. The blade was flashing with a strange and fascinating light.
It is like a passage to hell, exuding the breath of death, and it is also like a soul-catcher from hell, cold and merciless.
Behind him was a devastated scene with giant guards lying all over the place, like dead branches and leaves swept by a strong wind.
Some of them were seriously injured, bleeding from their wounds, and groaning in pain. The sound was particularly miserable in the silent entrance to the underworld.
Some are already unconscious, their lives or deaths uncertain, as if their souls have been sucked out of their bodies.
The scene was filled with the pungent smell of blood and gunpowder, like hell on earth.
"Jenny Tren, what do you mean?" Scar, who had arrived, witnessed this tragic scene and was immediately filled with rage, as if he were a powder keg that had been lit.
His already majestic voice suddenly rose an octave, like a bolt from the blue, and he shouted:
The voice was as heavy as a mountain, with unquestionable majesty, resounding like a huge bell at the entrance to the underworld.
Wherever the sound waves reached, the air seemed to vibrate, trying to use this powerful momentum to intimidate Tren and make him retreat.
When Tren heard the voice, he turned his head calmly, his movement seemed to be replayed in slow motion, with a kind of nonchalant calmness.
His eyes were as cold as the ice that had not melted for thousands of years in the polar regions. Just one glance could make people feel their souls were frozen.
"I have no intention of being your enemy, but there are some things I must clarify. And haven't you always suspected me?
Then why don't I go in and take a look! It will just satisfy your wish." The corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a smile that was vague but somewhat evil.
But to Scar, that smile looked like a cold wind in the coldest days of winter. It had no warmth at all. Instead, it made people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts and chill their backs.
Looking at the man's smile, Scar's heart tightened, as if an invisible hand was grabbing his heart, causing his breathing to stagnate.
His face seemed to be covered with a mask. He tried his best to remain calm and composed, trying to dissuade Tren with the sharpness of his words.
"Don't believe what Yalulu says. That guy is reckless and brainless. And because of the previous attack on the underworld, it's normal for him to be a little nervous!
But now, if you barge in like this, you will become an enemy of Elbaf!! "
In order to stop Teren, Scar is desperate this time.
He knew better than anyone that if the two sides went to war, Elbaf would pay a terrible price.
It is no exaggeration to say that rivers of blood have flowed and countless lives have been lost, but at this moment, the arrow is on the string and there is no other choice.
"Being an enemy of Elbaf? Haha." Tren snorted coldly, and laughed softly like the cry of a night owl.
The laughter sounded particularly harsh at the entrance to the underworld, which was as silent as death. It was like a sharp blade that cut through the peaceful appearance.
Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly, like a cheetah hiding in the dark, and said coldly: "As my enemy, you should at least be equal, right?
Do you think you are qualified?"
His words were full of sarcasm and disdain, as if a high and mighty king was looking down upon an ant.
He didn't take Scar and the others seriously at all. The arrogance in his tone could crush a person's self-esteem.
"You... you..." Scar was so angry that his beard trembled slightly like weeds in the wind.
His hands were clenched into fists at his sides, his knuckles turning white from excessive force, as if they were about to sink into his palms.
"Everything I did was for the safety of Elbaf. If you insist on going in,
Then we... can only fight with weapons! The glory of Elbaf has not completely died yet!!!"
His voice became hoarse and rough because of anger, as if it had been honed by sand and stone, and every word seemed to carry a flame.
Full of loyalty and defense for the land and people of Elbaf, he would never back down even at the cost of his life.
The moment Scar finished speaking, all the giants who had followed, including Lipri, assumed fighting stances as if they had heard the charge horn.
They stood tall like pine trees, their eyes were firm as torches, and they held various weapons tightly in their hands, although they might have hidden uneasiness in their hearts.
It was like holding a frightened deer, but at this moment, for the future of Elbaf and to protect their homes, they were ready to fight to the death.
"I am here, who dares to move?" Gray Wolf seemed to be possessed by the god of war, his eyes were stern, as if cold stars were flashing, and he swung the sharp blade in his hand. The gleaming blade was like a meteor across the night sky, drawing a perfect and deadly arc in the air, like a death announcement from hell.
"Anyone who stands in the way of the leader will die!"
His voice was cold and ruthless, like a verdict from the Netherworld, revealing the domineering aura of a king ruling the world.
The air around them seemed to solidify in an instant, and everyone seemed to be suppressed by this momentum, not daring to move easily.
The situation suddenly became tense, and Scar was extremely anxious. He knew very well that once a war broke out, the consequences would be disastrous.
For a moment, the giant warrior and Gray Wolf were in a stalemate, while Tren took Thor and walked towards the underworld.
"Elder, he went in." Lipri looked at Tren's back and gritted her teeth.
Scar turned to look at Lipri and whispered, "Go and inform the others to come to support us. We must stabilize the situation."
"Yes!" Lipri took the order and left, while Scar shouted again, trying to persuade
"Jenny Tren, calm down, we have something to discuss.
If you trust me, give me some time and I will give you an explanation."
"Tren was unmoved and did not stop.
"Why bother?" Seeing this, Scar had no choice but to wave his hand, signaling the giants to step forward and stop them.
For a moment, shouts and screams were heard at the entrance to the underworld.