Chapitre 1116: Wait, what?

Eldrin Silverthorn knew he had met his match when the human being had shoved him into a bunch of elves and soul-blood beasts and fled the scene. What a crafty little bastard? Wasn't he afraid of dying?

The little bitch was only level 100 something and still dared to play around with him! The audacity!

Hmph! As if he would let him leave without even putting a marker on him! 

Eldrin was not in the least worried about the human slipping out of his hands. What he was worried about was surviving this ordeal.

After the human cunningly trapped him with dozens of soul blood beasts along with some elves, he couldn't run or hide. He had to painstakingly stand and fight alongside the damned elves and somehow finally made his escape.

"Wait till I get my hands on him again!"

Eldrin couldn't possibly kill his golden goose but he could definitely give him a black eye or two.