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Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

Chapter 552: 552: Great Harvest

Author: Dancing Eggplant
updatedAt: 2025-08-22

Chapter 552: Chapter 552: Great Harvest

Lotcar stopped in his tracks and looked up at the shadow waiting quietly on the tree. Several elves crouched there, aiming their bows and arrows directly at Yang Yu without any communication, and then another volley of arrows shot toward Yang Yu.

“Lotcar, watch out.”

He warned Lotcar to dodge the barrage of arrows, and then Yang Yu quickly stood up from Lotcar’s body and jumped toward the nearest tree. His feet stuck firmly to the tree trunk like suction cups, heading straight for the closest elf.

Sharp arrows flew ferociously toward Yang Yu, but they were violently shaken off by him and stuck into the trunk of the tree he was moving along.

Sensing Yang Yu closing in, the nearest female elf gathered strength in her legs, intending to use a jump to evade him, but Yang Yu followed closely behind her. He stepped where the elf had rubbed past and then leaped up.

In mid-air, the female elf aimed her bow and arrow at Yang Yu. Both were airborne and so near, the female elf was a hundred percent confident she could pierce Yang Yu’s chest.

But Yang Yu had no intention of dodging. This female elf’s strength didn’t surpass 200, which posed no danger to the current Yang Yu.

It wouldn’t be a problem to collide with her unprotected, but still, Yang Yu effortlessly reached out his hand and grabbed the fast-flying arrow, casting it aside.

Opening his right arm, Yang Yu grabbed the elf’s shoulder with one hand and landed safely, taking the elf up with him. He then forcefully pulled her into his embrace, his arm tightening around the female elf’s neck.

Almost simultaneously, the other elves all aimed their arrows at Yang Yu, each looking ferocious, as if they wished to tear him to pieces.

“Don’t make any rash moves! Does it not matter what happens to this elf?”

Seeing their companion in Yang Yu’s hands, each elf archer slowly lowered their bows and arrows and queried,

“What are you trying to do, human! Release Siya!”

Yang Yu did not respond immediately but instead smirked, leaning close to whisper in the ear of the elf named Siya, “Cooperate nicely, and I won’t harm you or anyone else. But if you struggle foolishly, don’t blame me for being rude.”

After waiting for Siya to stop struggling, Yang Yu then smiled and said to the other elves present,

“I didn’t have any ill intentions initially; it was you who attacked first. Forgive me a little; otherwise, there’s no way to have a proper talk with you all!”

“What do you want to do?”

The elves were well aware of the human atrocities toward their kind, and if they refused, they couldn’t imagine what this man with a sly grin could do to Siya.

“Don’t look at me with that ‘touch a hair on her head and I’ll kill you’ gaze; I don’t mean any harm.

Honestly, with my current strength, I could take you all down alone. You can’t kill me.

The most you could handle are demons that lack any wisdom.”

Facing this group of elves with levels ranging from 20-40, Yang Yu was utterly confident, doing as he pleased.

Of course, the elves didn’t believe that humans had this capability,

“Typical, humans love to boast.”

“Even if it is boasting, the one who loves to boast is me. Don’t elevate it to a racial issue.” Yang Yu relaxed his grip slightly,

“I’ll get straight to the point, actually, my demon noticed slave hunters have entered the Elf Forest and came to remind you all to be careful.

There, I’ve said it. Whether you believe it or not is up to you.”

After speaking, Yang Yu directly let go of the elf he had embraced and boldly jumped onto Lotcar’s back, pointing in a direction,

“Their scent is over there. You can check it out, though it’s pretty dangerous.”

“Why would you specifically tell us this?”

“It seems that you are not aware someone is returning elves here, and I am the one who brought them back.

They are my friends and quite capable, easily joining the Hunting Team.

I just thought that if slave hunters captured them again, my efforts would have been in vain.

That’s why I came back specifically to tell you elves, to warn you to be more cautious.

I have said everything I needed to say.

Please pass the message on to the other elves!”

After finishing, Yang Yu gently patted Lotcar’s back and signaled for Lotcar to turn and leave.

The elves watching Yang Yu from the treetops, each with their bows full, aimed their arrows at Yang Yu again, but Yang Yu, as if he didn’t see them, continued to calmly drive Lotcar away.

Ultimately, the elves present did not shoot arrows at Yang Yu, those standing on the trees each fell into deep thought.

After a while, the leader of the Hunting Team finally ordered three elves to track Yang Yu and to check if he truly left the Elf Forest, while also sending another to quickly scout in the direction Yang Yu had indicated.

Just as Yang Yu encountered an unknown Hunting Squad, the attack on the elves had already begun.

An Elf Hunting Team had just caught a gigantic boar and was congratulating each other by raising their hands high, smiles of joy on everyone’s face.

With such a big game, they could help many elves get through the harsh winter, and the remaining issue was how to transport this huge demon boar back to the village.

As this place was far from Luoyu City, they discussed for a long time but still hadn’t found a good solution.

The elves were so intensely focused on their discussion that they completely failed to notice an arrow, ablaze with flame, piercing through the forest directly towards their squad.

Only an elf positioned up on a tree for lookout noticed the burning arrow, she fearlessly threw herself towards the elves with their backs to the arrow, letting it strike the massive pig demon instead. Within moments, the large boar was engulfed in fierce flames.

Not minding the waft of burnt aroma from the pig demon’s body, all the hunting elves grabbed their bows and arrows for defense.

But more and more flaming arrows shot from all directions, embedding into the large trees and instantly igniting the dry autumnal woods, forming a massive barrier of flames surrounding the Elf Hunting Team.

What was even more terrifying was that the giant wall of flame showed absolutely no signs of spreading outward.

“This is some kind of magic, no doubt, it’s definitely some kind of magic.”

“This scene seems familiar, like something I’ve heard about before.”

“Just like the tragedy that happened a year ago, according to the survivors of the Elf Village, their village was also surrounded by a great fire, and then…”

Realizing the gravity of the situation, the Hunting Team’s elves felt uneasy.

And at that moment, a group of masked people stepped through the blazing flames, entering the encirclement, and raised their hands to count the elves present.

“One, two, three, four… Seventeen… quite a bountiful harvest.”

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