Chapter 142

None of the troops who tried to get up were able to provide help, they only looked with pity at the Elf King who was now on the verge of death. When the Orc King's fatal blow almost destroyed the Elf King's head, a helper suddenly shot to save him.

Braak! The blow aimed at the Elf King actually hit the helper's back. He smiled even though he looked like he could barely breathe anymore.

The Elf King, filled with rage, collapsed while screaming in agony while trying to protect his daughter's dying body from the pain she was receiving. In the Elf King's arms, the child whispered weakly, "I'm sorry, Father..."

Airell's name was heard through Beresford's sobs, his tears couldn't be held back. The Elf King asked, full of hurt, "Why, child? Why did you do this?" Immediately he applied the science of healing light for the sake of his daughter's safety.

However, the Orc King will not let anything stop him from wreaking his revenge. He was aware that once his mounting anger disappeared, he woul
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