The battle between the strongest magus level elves against the terrifying god-serpent monster Jormungand had already lasted for more than two hours.
The elves endlessly bombarded Jormungand with all kinds of attack magic without mercy. It made Jormungand cornered and unable to counterattack.
Time and time again, the monster roared in a booming voice, trying to summon the two guardian monsters, who had been guarding him and the demonic wyrms in the swamp forest. But in vain, there was nothing left in that place but him.
Tristan, the blood elf monarch, had slaughtered all of Jormungand's guard, so this time, the god-monster was fighting alone.
"Do not stop!" shouted King Ivaasar, still shooting a very sharp spear-shaped tree trunk from empty air towards Jormungand.
