Chapter 482: The Decision of the Elf Race

"Is this the power of the Elf Array?" A Saint Domain Mid-stage man in black looked on in shock at the Sanctuary Powerhouse who had been nailed to the ground.

Although that person's strength had only just stepped into the Saint Domain and they hadn't even condensed their own Domain, they were still a Saint Domain! Such a Sanctuary Powerhouse couldn't even withstand a single move in front of those tree-man guards.

"Hey, now is not the time to be making casual exclamations; those guys have set their sights on us!" another person said to him with annoyance.

"They're just some wood, what is there to be arrogant about in front of me?" A Sanctuary Powerhouse suddenly tore open a Scroll in his hand.

It was a Scroll sealed with the Saint Domain Magic, Wind Blade Dance, and its power was equivalent to a full-force strike from a Saint Domain Initial Stage wind mage.

However, a bizarre scene occurred: although the man tore open the Scroll in his hand, the Wind Blade Dance did not appear; instead, he was directly nailed to the ground by a wooden Spear that had launched a surprise attack.

"Oh no, according to records in books, the Elf Array possesses the ability to seal all Magic Scrolls and Alchemy Tools; the tools we are carrying will lose their effect here!" one person shouted.

"Damn it, how can this Elf Array be so bizarre?"

Upon hearing this, the faces of those present changed drastically. The vast majority of them had relied on the endless supply of Scrolls and tools on their persons to dare to come here. Now, this Elf Array had directly sealed all their trump cards.

"Thousand Machine Wood Array, kill!" Lingyun changed the Dharma Seal in his hands again, the formation of the tree-man guards shifted, and hundreds of wooden spears were shot out from their hands once more.

"Dodge quickly!" a Sanctuary Powerhouse shouted a warning.

Everyone present dodged toward the surroundings, avoiding the attack of the spears. However, after the wooden spears landed, countless rays of light spread out from where the spears hit, and within just a few breaths of Kung Fu, they connected together, forming a massive light array.

The moment the light array formed, countless bolts of Thunder and lightning descended from the sky, striking one of the Sanctuary Powerhouses who hadn't dodged in time and turning them into charcoal.

"Quick, attack those wooden figures!" a powerhouse among those present roared loudly.

Having regained their senses, the crowd turned their focus and bombarded the tree-man guards with countless attacks.

"Crack—" One row of tree-man guards stepped forward in unison, using their own bodies to withstand the numerous attacks.

Amidst the violent booming sounds, wood chips flew from the tree-man guards blocking the attacks. After the smoke and dust dissipated, the figures of the front row of tree-man guards appeared once more. However, the state of these tree-man guards was somewhat miserable; a large amount of branches and leaves had been snapped off in the massive explosion, and one hideous wound after another appeared on their bodies. The most severely damaged tree-man guards were almost broken in two.

"It seems that although these tree-men are bizarre, they aren't invincible!" one of the Saint Domain people said with a sigh of relief. "A few more attacks like that, and not a single one of these tree-men will be left!"

"I think you are rejoicing too soon!" Lingyun sneered.

Suddenly, those damaged tree-men retreated back to the rear rows, and tiny specks of green light rose from their bodies. After the green light appeared, the damaged areas on the tree-men began to grow rapidly, and before long, the injuries on this row of tree-men had completely vanished.

"Damn, there's such a trick?" Faced with this bizarre situation, one of the Sanctuary Powerhouses couldn't help but curse out loud.

"Is this the Natural Magic of the Elf Race?" another person said through gritted teeth, a hint of despair already present in their tone.

"Flee, let's flee separately. These tree-men can only attack one person at a time." One of the Saint Domain people shouted. "Only by fleeing separately do we have any hope of surviving!"

Hearing this, everyone present felt a sense of stifled frustration. They were all powerful forces from the Continent; if the Scrolls and tools on them could be used, they were confident they could escape unscathed even when facing a Great Elf Envoy of the Elf Race. But now? They hadn't even seen a shadow of the Elf Race and were forced to flee in such a wretched state; this truly made them feel incredibly stifled.

"Go!" Without the support of Scrolls and tools, these people could only rely on their own strength to fly outward.

In an instant, the group scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in all directions.

"Go? Do you think that in front of the Elf Array, you still have a chance to leave?" Lingyun grabbed with one hand, and countless rays of light intertwined in the sky, forming a large net that shrouded the entire sky.

Seeing this scene, the faces of those present changed slightly. One of the Sanctuary Powerhouses suddenly raised his hand, and massive Battle Qi gathered in his palm, transforming into an incomparably sharp blade that struck heavily against the light net. However, the light net only distorted slightly before returning to its original state.

The crowd present bombarded the light net with their ultimate techniques one after another, causing the light net to constantly fluctuate, but they were never able to break through it. In the distance, the tree-man guards had already condensed wooden spears in their hands again, aiming the tips at the Sanctuary Powerhouses who were continuously attacking the light net.

"Attacking us so unscrupulously, does your Elf Race want to go to war with the forces behind us?" Seeing the death-dealing spears closing in, one of the Sanctuary Powerhouses roared loudly.

"No, it should be the forces behind you who want to go to war with our Elf Race! Ever since you appeared near our Elf Kingdom, the tone for this incident has already been set!" Just at this moment, a cold, clear female voice came over.

Everyone turned their heads to look; an Elf woman wearing a long robe had appeared in the scene at some point. This Elf woman held a Scepter in her hand, and terrifying power fluctuations radiated from her body. Just by standing there, her aura suppressed all the Sanctuary Powerhouses present.

"This, this person is, the legendary High Priest of the Elf Race..." Looking at the Elf woman who had appeared, someone among the Saint Domain people present let out a groan.

"Since the forces behind you do not wish to live in peace and mutual benefit with our Elf Race, but instead choose to go to war with our race, then we shall grant your wish!" Andiya waved the Scepter in her hand and said with a calm expression. "We will issue a statement tomorrow, listing the forces behind you as enemies of the Elf Race. From this point on, whether it is the Morning Light Forest or the Half-Elf Auction House, your families will be forbidden from entering, and all goods produced by the Elf Race will be forbidden from being sold to you!"

"You dare?" one of the Saint Domain people said with a trembling voice.

If the Elf Race truly made such a decision, the losses suffered by the families behind them would be immeasurable.

"This is not a matter of whether we dare or not, but whether you dare!" Andiya said with a cold, indifferent expression. "Our Elf Race has never taken the initiative to be enemies with anyone, but we are also not afraid to be enemies with anyone!"

"It is time for this farce to be brought to a close!"

As Andiya spoke, dozens of emerald-green light arrows shot out from her side like lightning, simultaneously reaping the lives of the Sanctuary Powerhouses present.