Zagaroth

The transformation doubled Zagaroth's strength by several folds, making him several times stronger than an average mage and swordsman.

As of now, Ethan hasn't been able to figure out what he was; if he was a magic user or a martial artist is a mystery that he would try to solve by challenging him here and now.

Zagaroth tossed the body of the elf he was holding formerly and stared at Ethan, who has now arrived in front of him. The misty armor on Ethan's body gave off a mysterious and powerful energy that surprised Zagaroth since he hadn't seen anything like it before.

"What do you think you are, damn human? I was planning to kill you last after killing these pathetic elves, but you are too impatient and now I have to kill you first." Zagaroth's demonic face twisted into a grin.

"Who said I'm too impatient to die? You speak about death like you have control over it, whereas you are just a tiny, puny dark elf with strength amplification from a necklace. If you were so strong, why not dea
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