The Summoned Monster That Is Summoning Another Monster-Chapter 1231 - THE ELVEN RACE OF THE DIVINE REALM

1231 CHAPTER 1201 THE ELVEN RACE OF THE DIVINE REALM

“Amethyst, you are able to communicate with the will of this domain at a deeper level, right?” He wants to know something.

“Yes, the two of us are now helping each other out by controlling the heavenly laws of this domain and using them to destroy our enemy or at least make it difficult for any of them to properly use their strength.”

“That is great, I want you to find the reason why the invaders are able to locate my condition.” His favourite ability is multiple clone skill, finding that this move of his is no longer that useful against his enemies is something that makes his heart itch.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! More soldiers surround him but because they know just how terrifying the power of the clones self-destruct ability, they are keeping their distance.

They join their energy and create a barrier that traps him inside, he tries to dig down but once he reaches a certain depth, he finds out that even under the ground, the energy barrier is still present.

He sighs before letting this clone self-destruct, he appears in a different clone but this time, in a location that is a little bit far away from the frontline.

He then looks at the battlefield and his eyes become more determined, his aura changes and an aura that is similar to that of both Leafinia and Yshelia exudes out of his body.

He waves his hand and vines appear, some transform into plans that bear flowers while some transform into trees and when they absorb the energy from the domain, they start growing before becoming Treants.

Seeing the Treants, Shadowslash raises one of his eyebrows, this is because the Treants that he had summoned by sacrificing all the energy from the body of his current clone are different from normal.

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Their tree bodies seem to be reddish than normal and their eyes carry madness and deep desire to end lives.

‘At least they are still working under me.’ He orders them to advance into the battlefield, without hesitation, they charge towards the invaders.

Some of them grab the nearest heavy object and throw it into the invaders, they are unfeeling and they do not care if they die, there is only one thing in their minds, that is to destroy their enemy.

Seeing this, the fighters from the Cultivation Universe were startled, the elves that are busy supporting their lords are also confused, they know what the Treants are.

They are just caught by surprise because of their strength, they are all at Immortal level, although barely, it is undeniable but most Treants in the Divine Realm are only at the peak of Ascending Divine Rank.

For them, breaking through the Immortal Cultivation Realm is almost an impossible task but right now, a hundred blood Treants magically appears.

Shadowslash goes into a different clone and his expression is extremely exhausted, he still grits his teeth and summons one hundred Treants once again.

He repeats this move until there is one thousand blood Treants in the battlefield, they might not be comparable to his clones but they are perfect as cannon fodders.

“Take down Shadowslash! We must not let him continue his plans!” Roars the head commander after seeing one thousand blood Treants appearing out of nowhere.

Unfortunately for him, Shadowslash returns to his main body and is currently resting inside Earth, he will be unable to participate for the rest of the day or even a couple of days.

The clones that are left behind are now protecting the Fox Empress and the other foxes that had participated in this war.

After all, he does owe the Nine Tailed Immortal Fox a debt of gratitude, he is confident that with the cautious behaviour of the foxes and the protection of his clone, none of them will die unless they are courting death.

Back on the battlefield, with the help of the one thousand blood Treants, the humans and other races managed to save some of their comrades but in turn, more than half of the blood Treants were destroyed by the invaders.

“What is this place? Why do I feel so intimate with it?” Asks an elf as she is currently in the artificial forest that Shadowslash had created.

“Everyone! Gather here! The recovery rate in this location is much faster than any other locations!” Sensing the uniqueness of this place, a human quickly informs everyone else.

Unfortunately, the forest is too small to accommodate everyone but it is still able to help many individuals to recover their condition.

“The things that Shadowslash left behind are extremely helpful for us.” Says one of the dragons as he sees his wounds recovering at a much faster rate than usual.

“Yes but in turn, he becomes the primary target for our enemy.” Sighs one of the Demon Race.

Another member of the demon race speaks “I have tried to communicate with the invaders that have similar characteristics to us but they are very uncooperative.”

One of the foreign races snorted, he then mocked them “They might seem to be the same race as you guys but they belong to an entirely different world, do you really think that they will show mercy towards you?”

An individual that seems to belong to a holy type race added “Besides, have you heard of a demon that is kindhearted?”

The demons are embarrassed, many of them are furious, sensing the tense situation, the humans quickly intervene.

“Everyone, let us not waste time and use this opportunity brought to us by lord Shadowslash to cause as many casualties to the invaders as we possibly could!” Says one of the human generals.

The rest agrees to this, one of the plant ancestors turns to the elves and asks “Do any of you capable of summoning as many Treants as lord Shadowslash had?”

The elves nod their heads, their queen then says “Yes, we can summon multiple Treants not with ease but not also a difficult task for us but summoning Treants that are as strong as they are, I must apologize but none of us are capable of achieving this.”

The plant ancestor frowns and shakes her head, she cannot help but be disappointed, he can sense an aura that is quite similar to the elves radiating out of the Treants.

“If that is the case, then forget about it, non Immortals are too weak to be able to amount to anything in this battle as frontline fighters, they can only serve as support.” Hearing the contempt in her tone, most elves are forced to bow their heads in shame.

Leafinia silently appears besides them, she sighs and says “To think that the elves of this realm are this disappointing, how saddening, if the elves back on the lower realm knows of this, they would be ashamed.”

Hearing this, the elves turn to her, upon seeing who it was, they all bow their heads, even though she said hurtful things towards them, they are not able to do anything about it.

“Do you know that the number one subject of Shadowslash back on the lower realm are elves? If they are able to ascend in this realm, they are more than capable of reaching the Immortal Cultivation Realm.”

“Impossible!” Shouts the elf queen, she knows the limitations of their bloodline, becoming Immortals is only achievable by a select few.

Amethyst shakes her head “You should have seen those Treants, you should have sensed this forest, tell me, are any of them felt extremely familiar? like they are very intimate to your bloodline?”

The elves look at each other in shock because this is exactly what they feel, that is why they are in a daze.

“My big brother, who you know as lord Shadowslash, has a little sister called Leafinia and a sister/subordinate named Yshelia, one of them is related to your race and the other one is a fairy.”

She points at the Treants that are wreaking havoc in the frontline “Those Treants are summoned by the magic that the elves learn, he just enhances their magic power by using fairy magic, if he is an elf, he would not need to do the latter.”

The elves turn to each other in shock, they just cannot believe that their race is capable of achieving this, they all then turn towards their queen.

Unbeknownst to them, their queen is also in a daze right now, she does not know what to do about this information.

Amethyst’s eyes flash with a cunning light, she then says “I, no, we of the Hope Family can grant you this ability, we can even guarantee your survival, you just need to sell your entire selves to us, become our loyal followers.”

The elf queen, without any hesitation, kneels before her and shouts “We of the elven race swear fealty to you.”

She then takes out something that made Amethyst cheer inwardly, it was the lifeblood of the elven race in this realm, the heart of the Ancient World Tree.