84: Shen Nanzhi, do you miss your brother?

Thousands of alchemical airships, arranged in a tight battle formation, began charging their alchemical cannons suspended beneath their hulls. The first volley poured down like a torrential rain, and the explosive fire instantly illuminated the entire Night Elves camp.

The Night Elf King, Elsa, raised his Dark Moon Staff high, and dark gray light erupted from his body, forming a translucent moonlight shield above the camp, repelling the alchemical cannon shells.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

These shells contained demon-breaking properties, and the shield lasted only ten seconds before emitting a crisp sound like shattering glass.

Tens of thousands of Shadow Guards surged from all corners of the camp, forming a defensive formation with practiced ease.

The second round of bombardment came even more fiercely, with specialized incendiary bombs erupting in blue demonic flames the moment they touched the ground.

Swathes of Shadow Guards were incinerated into charcoal in the high temperatures before they could even scream, and the pungent smell of burning flesh permeated the air.

Elsa bit his finger, smearing the blood onto the crescent moon mark on his forehead.

A massive magic circle, several hundred meters in diameter, appeared on the ground, and dark purple energy rose from the circle, forming a hemispherical barrier.

The cannon shells exploded on the surface of the barrier, creating ripples, but unable to penetrate.

In the flagship's command room, a hint of surprise flashed across Chen Xu's stern face: "To actually be able to block our alchemical cannon shells. Order all airships to descend to five hundred meters. First Mecha Regiment, follow me for an aerial drop operation!"

Three hundred jet-black shadow blade mecha ejected from the airships' undersides, their thrusters spitting out quietblue flames.

In addition, Elf King Seranthi, clad in a jade green battle robe and holding a longbow inlaid with emeralds, followed by three thousand elite Elf Race archers, had also arrived.

They were the generational enemies of the Night Elves, and naturally could not miss this war to exterminate them.

It turned out that Seranthi's spies had discovered abnormalities in the Night Elves camp—in recent years, the Night Elves had suddenly mastered a large number of technologies not belonging to this world and built many strange devices.

After an in-depth investigation, it was discovered that they had taken in an alien and even revered him as an honorary Elder.

Even more shocking was that this alien had already fathered over a hundred mixed-blood descendants among the Night Elves.

Although Wu Hao's treasure had been cut off by Chen Xu, the Night Elves' sacred spring had restored it.

Seranthi's gaze met Elsa's, and time seemed to stand still.

A hundred years ago, Seranthi gave up her throne for love and eloped with Elsa. The two of them had a wish: to establish a new homeland that did not distinguish between High Elves and Night Elves.

But on the eve of their agreement to establish this new homeland, Elsa quietly returned to the Night Elves to inherit the throne.

Betrayed, Seranthi's temperament changed drastically. She reclaimed the Elf King throne and vowed to exterminate the Night Elves.

"Landy..." Elsa's voice trembled, the moon blade in his hand drooping slightly, "I had no choice but to return then; there was a rebellion within the Night Elves..."

"Shut up!" Seranthi roared, her emerald longbow instantly drawn to its full extent, "Today, either you die, or I perish!"

With that roar, three thousand Elf Race archers simultaneously released their arrows, and a shower of emerald arrows streaked across the sky.

The Night Elves' Shadow Guards immediately raised their moonlight shields in defense, but still, hundreds of guards were pierced through.

The Shadow Guards unleashed their moon blades, and moonlight slashes also penetrated hundreds of High Elves.

A life-and-death battle between the Elf Race began!

Meanwhile, another life-and-death battle was also underway.

Chen Xu and Shen Nanzhi, leading three hundred mecha troops, surrounded Wu Hao and the thousand Shadow Martial Artists he had personally trained.

Seeing Chen Xu and Shen Nanzhi's intimate appearance, Wu Hao deliberately drawled, "Isn't this Speaker Chen Xu? Bringing so many toys, are you afraid you can't defeat me?"

His gaze brazenly roamed over Shen Nanzhi: "Tsk tsk tsk, Speaker Chen is actually getting together with a worn-out shoe I've played with. How is it? Is it fun? Is it satisfying? What a pity, you won't get to experience her first time. That night, I don't know how exciting it was, truly unforgettable..."

Shen Nanzhi's nightmarish memories surged like a tide. Her legs instantly went weak, her whole body trembled, her lips turned pale. Even though she was already a Grand Magister, she still dared not meet Wu Hao's eyes, hiding behind Chen Xu.

Chen Xu roared, "Wu Hao! Today, I will make you pay the price!"

Seeing Chen Xu grow angrier, Wu Hao became happier, teasing, "Shen Nanzhi, have you missed big brother? If you're willing, big brother can satisfy you anytime, you know."

"Die!!" Chen Xu's roar was like a clap of thunder. The Ghost Warrior mecha entered overload mode, and crimson patterns appeared on its surface.

The plasma high-frequency vibrating blade emitted a piercing hum, leaving a trail of afterimages in its wake. Its speed was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, and it slashed towards Wu Hao with the force of a thousand bolts of lightning.

"Clang!" A crisp clang of metal resounded through the sky.

Wu Hao actually steadily parried this fatal blow.

The Shadow Moon Blade in his hand glowed with a faint purple light.

Twenty years of arduous Cultivation had brought Wu Hao's strength to the Deity Transformation Realm, and his muscle memory had honed every blocking movement to its extreme.

"Surprised?" Wu Hao sneered, the scars on his face appearing particularly sinister in the moonlight, "For these twenty years, I've thought about this moment every single day! During the day, I honed my mind among women, and at night, I studied Night Elves magic in the Cultivation grounds!"

Wu Hao's figure suddenly blurred, splitting strangely into three identical entities under the moonlight.

This wasn't a simple afterimage, but the Night Elves' unique Shadow Clone, each Clone possessing fifty percent of the main body's strength.

Three Shadow Moon Blades, like the scythes of death, attacked Chen Xu from different angles, their blade lights as fast as industrial cutting machines.

Chen Xu, fighting one against three, was forced to defend. His plasma blade danced, forming a blue light screen, fiercely colliding with the triple purple blade lights.

Their figures constantly intertwined in the air. In an instant, they exchanged hundreds of blows. The air was churned into a violent current, and shattered rocks on the ground were swept into the air, only to be pulverized by the blade lights.

Wu Hao's offensive grew fiercer and fiercer. Every movement integrated the sharpness of Taekwondo with the slyweirdness of Night Elves magic. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on Chen Xu's mecha's outer shell.

This fated duel, spanning twenty years, reached a fever pitch at this moment.

Wu Hao suddenly leaped back several steps, his Shadow Moon Blade tracing a strange runic trajectory in the air.

"Let me show you what real power is!" He formed an ancient hand seal with both hands.

In an instant, the entire Shadow Elves camp vibrated violently.

One Shadow Totem Pole after another lit up, completely sealing off the space for several miles around.

The silver liquid in the Moonlight Pool boiled, and countless streams of moonlight essence surged towards Wu Hao.

The millennium-accumulated Life Qi of the Ancient War Tree was forcibly extracted, transforming into a dark red stream of light that poured into Wu Hao's body.

A colossal illusion of a dark demon god appeared behind Wu Hao.

Chen Xu's mecha emitted a piercing alarm, and all thrusters lost power.

The surrounding space seemed to solidify, making it impossible to move even a finger.

"Do you see?" Wu Hao's voice echoed between heaven and earth, "Your broken junk toy is a joke in this world dominated by magic! Let me show you the power of magic!"

Wu Hao's moon blade had already transformed into a giant light blade hundreds of meters long.

"Shadow World-Ending Slash!"

The giant light blade, with the force to destroy heaven and earth, cleaved down.

Space shattered inch by inch under this blow, revealing the pitch-black Void Realm.

Chen Xu's mecha's outer shell began to crack, alarms blared, and Chen Xu was about to be split open.

"No! Don't!" Shen Nanzhi screamed.