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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

nSuddenly, Joelson’s figure disappeared.

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nBefore Wendell could react, he had already risen into the air and crashed heavily onto the ground.

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nJoelson gripped his neck with his left hand, and a sharp ice blade materialized in his right hand, pressing against Wendell’s neck.

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n“You should be glad that you’re an elf, or you’d be dead by now.”

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nWendell glared at Joelson indignantly. He had a feeling that he would kill him if he had the ability.

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nSuddenly, Joelson shook him off and turned into a phantom as he rushed in the direction of the Moonlight Priest.

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nJoelson’s target was the Moonlight Priest. He completely ignored the Hurricane Python and the other two who were in his way.

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nFlames erupted and a ferocious and terrifying figure broke free from the void.

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nIt recklessly charged forward.

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nBang!

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nA loud sound rang out, and dust flew in all directions.

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nTwo ferocious giant pythons blocked Du Lu’s path.

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nUnder the instructions of Joelson, Du Lu raised his head and pounced on his old opponent, the giant Hurricane Python, without any hesitation.

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nA dragon and a python trembled together, and flames and lightning interweaved.

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nThe giant Hurricane Python was just about to go up and help when it saw two colors from the corner of its eye, blazing red and cold blue.

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nThe clash of fire and water elements erupted.

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nThe Hurricane Python shook its head in anger.

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nAlthough it couldn’t do any real damage to it, it made it look very pathetic.

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nJoelson stood in front of it, and countless fire and water elements gathered toward him.

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nAll of this happened too quickly. Before everyone could react, the battle had already erupted.

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nEveryone stared at Joelson in shock.

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nBradley and the others were especially shocked.

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nHad Joelson gone mad?!

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nHow could he dare to attack in the Elven Holy Land?!

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n“It’s not powerful enough, is it?”

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nJoelson stared at the Hurricane Python as if he was talking to himself.

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n“Then be stronger!”

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nLevel up!

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nOver the past three months, he had accumulated enough experience points to level up to tier 7.

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n“Fire meteor!”

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n“Frost fall!”

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nSeveral meteors made of fire and frost fell from the sky, gradually merging with each other.

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nThey formed a ball of magic elements that was filled with explosive and unstable aura and smashed on the head of the Hurricane Python.

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nBoom!

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nThe Hurricane Python’s body tilted as if someone had hit it on the head.

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nA tier 7 spell that combined fire and water. It was close to tier 9 and could finally pose a threat to it.

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nThe Hurricane Python let out an angry roar, but it soon revealed a hint of helplessness.

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nJoelson’s identity was very special, and it was very important to the handsome elves. It could not really hurt the other party.

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nThe Moonlight Priest was standing behind it, and his spiritual power had always been locked on to it.

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nThe sudden outburst of Joelson made Bradley and Herman look incredulous.

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nHe had broken through so easily in the middle of the battle?!

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nWas this kid a monster?!

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nTheir eyes were filled with horror, and they even wondered if Joelson was also a giant dragon disguised as a human.

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nIt was too unbelievable!

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nMoreover, Joelson was not even seventeen years old.

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nHe was a dual-element seventh-tier mage and a seventh-tier knight.

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nEven in the central continent where they were from, Joelson could be considered a genius!

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nWendell stared blankly at the battle between Joelson and the Hurricane Python, as well as the even more intense battle between the dragons and the ninth-tier Electric Python.

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nA trace of fear spread in his heart.

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nWhen he recalled what he had done when he was swallowed up by jealousy, Wendell’s body began to tremble slightly.

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nThe battle continued for a long time.

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nHe knew that Joelson was standing in the same spot, panting heavily, and his powerful magic power was completely exhausted.

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nThe battle between Du Lu and the tier 9 Electric Python was also over.

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nDu Lu’s body was full of injuries, and he had obtained the final victory.

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nThe most depressed was the Hurricane Python. The weaker it was, the more restrained it would be. It could only passively take a beating.

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nThe surrounding faces were filled with shock and tremor, and their gazes were focused on Joelson.

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nDu Lu slowly flew back and slammed the tier 9 Electric Python’s body into the ground, letting out low growls.

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nIt was as if he was asking if Joelson wanted to continue.

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nJoelson’s gaze was fixed on the Moonlight Priest.

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nThere was no expression on the latter’s face as if she was covered in a layer of ice.

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nJoelson jumped onto Du Lu’s back and looked down at the Moonlight Priest from high up in the sky.

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n“Michelia.”

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nJoelson spoke coldly, his soft voice reverberating in the air above the empty Elven Holy Land.

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n“I will come back one day, and I will take Leas away myself. You can’t stop me.”

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nAfter saying that, Du Lo turned around and flew toward the distant sky.

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nEveryone stared blankly at the back of Joelson riding on the giant dragon.

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nIn a corner, Leas was crying. She looked at the black shadow in the sky, which was getting smaller and smaller, and said in a low voice, “Young Master Joelson.”

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nThe water of the Spring of Life in the wooden cup looked similar to ordinary water.

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nBut upon closer inspection, one could see that it was emitting a faint layer of strange light.

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nOld Morgan solemnly picked up the wooden cup, his face unable to conceal the excitement on his face.

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nThe water of the Spring of Life!

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nThe legendary magical spring that could make people forever young.

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nHe was just a small country baron, and now he should be called a viscount.

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nHe actually had the chance to taste such a magical thing.

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nAnd his son had brought it for him.

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nPerhaps even the king of the Alcott Empire had never drunk such a precious thing.

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nOld Morgan sipped it as if he was tasting fine wine, which made even Beard, who was beside him, very envious.

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nHe wanted to take a sip as well.

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nHe wanted to return to his youth and regain his youthful appearance.

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nBut it was impossible at that time.

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nWhen old Morgan finished drinking, a wonderful change happened almost immediately.

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nHis slightly bent back slowly returned to normal, and his pale and sickly face became rosy.

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nThe white hair on his head quickly disappeared, and even the wrinkles on his face were smoothed out.

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nIn just a few seconds, he seemed to be twenty years younger, full of energy and vitality.

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n“Joelson, I feel now.”

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nOld Morgan clenched his fists excitedly and said in a low voice, “Great!”

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nA faint smile finally appeared on Joelson’s gloomy face.

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nHe could feel that the dark power in old Morgan’s body had completely disappeared.

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n“It’s time for me to leave.” Joelson said.

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nOld Morgan nodded. He knew that Joelson did not belong to the Baron’s territory. He should be in a wider world.

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nJoelson looked at Beard.

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nThe old man’s body trembled and he immediately lowered his head.

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nHe did not know what exactly Joelson had gone through on this trip.

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nBeard felt that this time, when Joelson came back, his aura had completely changed. He had become very dangerous.

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nJust standing next to him, he felt out of breath.

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nIt was as if he was facing an active volcano that was about to erupt.

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nIt was scary!

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