Chapter 227: Elven Kingdom

"I was wrong, big brother!" The God of Death immediately surrendered.

He had witnessed that battle and knew the person in front of him was terrifying beyond reason.

The God of Death felt he had no chance of defeating this man.

Peroroncino said nothing.

He stared at the person before him, feeling a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't quite remember who it was.

"Daddy, I was wrong!" The God of Death shamelessly pleaded when he noticed Peroroncino remained silent.

"You? What makes a creature like you worthy of calling yourself Peroroncino-sama's child? Even if someone gets to call themselves his child, I'd be first!" Shalltear directly rebuked the God of Death.

Shalltear had called Peroroncino "Daddy" hundreds of times, most of which were during moments of affection from Peroroncino.

How could she possibly let this guy claim such a position?

The Divine Chant wanted to speak up as well.

She had also called him that, but only in her heart.

In reality, the Divine Chant was extremely socially anxious.

In front of strangers, she couldn't say anything at all.

"Shalltear, do you know him? I feel like he looks familiar, but I can't remember!"

"Peroroncino-sama, he's the God of Death from the Slane Theocracy. You've received reports about him before."

Peroroncino thought for a moment and then remembered the person before him.

The Divine Chant was stunned when she heard that the person was the God of Death from the Slane Theocracy.

She couldn't believe that this guy was actually the God of Death.

"Peroroncino-sama, please spare him!" Despite her disbelief, the Divine Chant still pleaded for mercy on his behalf.

After all, the Slane Theocracy held the Six Great Gods in extremely high regard.

As one of their supposed founders, helping him out in a moment of crisis seemed reasonable.

"You, a mere human, dare to plead on behalf of Peroroncino-sama?" Shalltear scolded the Divine Chant directly.

"I'm sorry!" The Divine Chant stopped speaking and turned her back on the God of Death.

"Hey! Don't give up! I'll give you anything! Please, beg for mercy on my behalf again!" The God of Death frantically blinked his eyes, trying to signal to her.

But the Divine Chant had already turned away, and the God of Death could still hear her mumbling softly, "I've never seen the God of Death. He's not the God of Death!"

"Oh wow, she's pretending to have amnesia and be blind now!"

"Please, I beg you! I have no intention of opposing you. We just happened to cross paths, truly!"

Peroroncino looked at the God of Death and said, "Hand over all your World-Class Items and any other equipment you have."

In order to survive, the God of Death poured out everything he had.

Peroroncino inspected them and indeed found a few World-Class Items among the pile.

Out of respect for the Divine Chant, Peroroncino spared the God of Death's life.

The Divine Chant had rarely asked Peroroncino for anything, so fulfilling her request this once wasn't a big deal.

As the God of Death was leaving, Peroroncino placed a mark on him to ensure he wouldn't be able to betray them or disappear without a trace later.

The God of Death was relieved that he had been wise enough to read the situation correctly and managed to hold onto his life.

As for those World-Class Items—losing them was acceptable as long as he was still alive.

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Following the guidance of the Divine Chant, Peroroncino arrived at the capital city of the Elven Kingdom.

The elven guards spotted them and were about to apprehend the group.

However, with a snap of his fingers, Peroroncino caused all of them to collapse to the ground, unable to move.

"6th-Tier Magic: Undead Legion!"

With just a snap of his fingers, a massive magic circle appeared, and a horde of skeletal soldiers emerged from it.

"Kill only the male elves!" Peroroncino commanded the undead.

The undead army charged into the elven territory, and Peroroncino followed closely behind.

He didn't want to be surrounded and harassed by the elves, so instead of avoiding trouble, he decided to create trouble for them.

A 6th-tier Undead Legion was the perfect tool to bully the elves—not too powerful, but not weak either, making them an ideal match.

.......

Under the cover of the skeletal soldiers, Peroroncino and his group easily infiltrated the inner regions of the Elven Kingdom.

However, they were quickly discovered again.

Peroroncino dealt with the guards without hesitation.

Once more, he shamelessly summoned an Undead Legion, intending to plunge the Elven Kingdom into utter chaos.

At the outskirts of the kingdom, the elves desperately resisted the undead forces, but their defenses were quickly breached.

A female elf accidentally tripped and fell.

The skeletal soldiers closed in, less than a meter away from her.

She shut her eyes tightly, bracing herself for the horrifying image of being torn limb from limb by the undead.

But the anticipated pain never came.

The skeletal soldiers passed her by as if they hadn't even noticed her.

When the undead horde had finally moved on, she realized that many other female elves nearby were also unharmed, while every male elf had been reduced to lifeless corpses.

Following the Divine Chant's guidance, Peroroncino arrived at the Elven Kingdom's royal capital.

He cast disguise magic on the three of them, transforming their appearances to resemble elves.

According to the Divine Chant, the Elven Kingdom had a princess who, by human standards, appeared to be around 15 years old, but by elven years, was actually 100.

Inside the royal palace, the Elven King was admiring his beloved daughter.

The princess was dressed in a pure white wedding gown, her hands tightly bound.

The Elven King was a depraved old lecher who could hardly contain his excitement.

After raising his daughter for a hundred years, she had finally "bloomed," and he was eager to savor the fruits of his patience.

At that moment, three uninvited guests appeared—Peroroncino, Shalltear, and the Divine Chant.

When the Elven King noticed the Divine Chant's... impressive proportions, his interest in the princess instantly faded.

The figure standing before him was clearly the true pinnacle of beauty and allure.

With a wave of his hand, Peroroncino dispelled the trio's disguise.

When the Elven King saw Shalltear, he immediately realized he had been mistaken earlier.

Shalltear's allure was far more tempting—he had never experienced a gothic loli before.

"Who are you people?! Who allowed you to enter?! Guards, seize this man!" the Elven King shouted.

However, no one responded.

"Where is everyone?! Are they all dead?!" he roared angrily, but the silence remained unbroken.

The Elven King decided to take matters into his own hands, but the moment he reached out, his arm was severed halfway.

"Don't you dare touch Peroroncino-sama with your filthy hands!"

Shalltear sneered at him as though he were nothing more than an insect.

"You… You're from the Slane Theocracy!" The Elven King recognized the Divine Chant.

As a member of the Black Scripture, she had appeared many times during past conflicts between the Elven Kingdom and the Slane Theocracy.

"It doesn't matter who we are anymore," Peroroncino said calmly.

"Let me ask you, was your father just about to violate you?"

The Elven Princess nodded silently.

With a flick of his wrist, Peroroncino conjured magical ropes that tightly bound the Elven King.

"Actually, I feel like violating you as well," Peroroncino said, looking at the Elven Princess.

At that moment, Peroroncino activated his Innate Charismatic Aura skill, making him the most irresistibly attractive man in existence.

"Alright! Thank you for wanting me!" the Elven Princess said shyly.

Peroroncino untied her ropes and allowed her to move freely.

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