In an instant, both sides had completely reversed positions. The Ancient Queen and the seven apostles clearly didn't know what had happened. The seventh apostle's eyes appeared more and more sinister, as if wanting to tear apart this terrifying space displacement.
With cold eyes, Feng Yi stood up. "According to our previous agreement, tell me all the secrets of the Titan Elf Clan now."
"Dream on."
As the Ancient Queen conveyed a look, the seven apostles immediately began to attack Feng Yi...
The red-haired woman closest to Feng Yi muttered an incantation, her delicate body inexplicably expanding, like bursting through an outer shell, suddenly growing several meters tall from a human size...
That was the first guardian demon god of the Ancient Elves, Tyrael.
