Arcane Lord

When Shado came to Giles Tower again, Niya was waiting for him outside the teleportation room, looking at him with a smile on her face and joy in her eyes, "Shado, congratulations on your successful advancement!"

"Thank you, but without the help of the Tower of Time, I don't think I would have succeeded so quickly."

Xia Duo was speaking from his heart. Whether it was the books in the Tower of Time library or going to the projection plane and borrowing time from the future, they all played a very crucial role.

Without these, it would be impossible for him to become an arcanist at this point in time.

The two of them had just met and were talking when a black-haired elf with bronze, or gold-like skin, suddenly walked out of a nearby teleportation room. His pupils were also golden. He glanced at Xia Duo and the two, and then he seemed to He left like a familiar person.

After the golden elf disappeared completely, Shado asked: "Can the elves of Cormanso also come to Severton through Giles Tower?"

He knew that this snowmelt competition was caused by Cormanthor's intervention and intervention, which caused so much trouble. Otherwise, the arcane competition between Netheril and Erlan would have been held for hundreds of years. There have never been so many things.

"It shouldn't be the Cormanzo elves. The teacher doesn't like those guys. It should be the golden elves of Ilfarang." Niya explained casually, "I won't talk about them anymore. I will take you to find a place to live first. The snow melting competition will last for several days. Woolen cloth!"

Sha Duo nodded and followed Niya out of the teleportation area.

…

At this time, in a room in Giles Tower, seven or eight golden elves were sitting in a circle. One of the golden elves, who looked more mature with blond hair, took off a ring-shaped jewelry from his waist and put it on the table.

A spiritual light spread and enveloped the elves, and one of them spoke, "You have to be careful on other people's territory."

"But Leuven, why don't we live over there at the embassy?"

But before the young golden elf finished speaking, he was stopped by his companions on the side, "I live next to those remnants of Arivanda, I'm afraid I can't help but fight with them!"

In the past, most of the elite class in Arivanda had been liquidated. Even if there were some omissions, it was considered acceptable to other elven kingdoms and it could be over.

But for Ilfarang, he would not let go until all the remnants of Arivandar were killed.

Ilfarang was founded two years ago, not much later than Arivandar. It has always adhered to the principle of neutrality and can move easily among various elven kingdoms.

Although it is not the most powerful echelon, it is definitely not weak either.

At the end of the Crown War, all the upper echelons of Ilfarang were slaughtered by Arivandar, countless books were looted and burned, the land was occupied, and the people were enslaved.

The current Ilfarang is just a country established by the original civilians on the ruins of their homeland after the death of Arivandar.

For thousands of years, although the development has not been slow, it is impossible to return to the peak. With the longevity of elves, how can this kind of hatred be easily forgotten!

In fact, the more we see the development of other countries, especially the development of Comanso, the stronger this hatred becomes.

After all, Cormanthor can be said to be the largest gathering place for the remnants of Arivandar.

When the golden elf named Reuven talked about the historical origins of Ilfarang, the young elf stopped talking. He was still young and didn't quite understand this kind of hatred, but when he saw that the expressions of his other companions were very serious, he also Realize the seriousness of the matter.

"Okay Leuven, Dale is not yet an adult. He will gradually understand some things in the future, so don't be too strict." The mature elf leader who spoke first stopped him. and other elves who also wanted to speak.

Dale is the descendant of one of his friends. He doesn't want this little guy to be ostracized by everyone. Youth is indeed the best reason.

"The domestic orders mainly have two points. One is to observe the development of Netheril in recent years for the reference of Eilintal, whether to formally establish diplomatic relations with Netheril, and the other -"

The elf leader paused and his tone became a little more serious. "The other one is about Cormanthor's various small actions in recent years and figuring out their purpose."

Having said this, the elf leader hesitated for a moment and continued: "In this regard, perhaps we can inquire with the elves in Yeerlan."

Because Erlan was founded in the homeland of Arivandar, it also encountered hostility from some Elfaran elves, but fundamentally speaking, Ellan was also a country founded by elves who were persecuted by Arivandar.

The elf leader mentioned Ye Erlan cautiously. Seeing that his companions did not object, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was the leader of this observation group, his status was nothing at all.

The so-called leader is more like a nanny who takes care of the younger ones, rather than a superior person who controls his subordinates.

However, because elves have longer lifespans, the interactions between elves of different generations are actually relatively dull. Unless they have an absolute advantage (such as becoming a high mage, or a direct relative), most of them get along as equals.

…

While the Elfaran elves were discussing countermeasures, the teleportation circle in Giles Tower kept running, and the elves were continuously teleported over, some from Elfaran, and some from Ellan.

Or other people came from the small elf country to watch the excitement, but there was no Cormanso elf.

On the last day before the Snow Melting Competition, due to the sudden addition of Cormanthor, the originally very ordinary arcane competition had a strange atmosphere, except for the visiting elf mage.

Even the dwarves, who have always been uninterested in the snow-melting competition, sent a special observation team, hoping to discover some new trends in changes in the international situation.

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Severton New Town, Arena.

It was not until the last few days that so many so-called spectators and observers suddenly came. The great arcanists were also a little in a hurry, and it was no longer appropriate to use the original arena.

Rearrangement was inevitable, and in the last few days, the Grand Arcanist would come to watch it in person every day, and even personally participate in the construction.

They are not needed for building shaping and laying magic circles, but in terms of connecting the magic network, one of them is almost as good as all the builders.

On the last day before the snow-melting competition, the brand-new arena was finally completed. All the great arcanists from the Seven Towers were present. Apart from the acceptance project, this was also their last meeting in the near future.

The acceptance was not complicated. After all, most of them had personally participated in it. The acceptance was quickly completed, and then several great arcanists sat down directly here.

"How is the situation at the Austrian and French Federation?"

"What else can I do? Those dwarves have turned that place into a tavern, and they wish they could live there all their lives!"

"No, if you let them drink it again, the Austrian and French Federation will collapse. The snow melting competition will begin tomorrow. Drive them back to the embassy area quickly."

"Who's going? Are you going?"

The person who spoke before fell silent. Dwarves have very stubborn personalities and tempers. If they were just ordinary dwarves or dwarf mages, it wouldn't matter. No matter what language they use, they can work.

But this time the dwarves have a holy hammer warrior. In terms of direct destructive power, it is roughly equivalent to the great arcanist. In terms of flexibility, it is not even as good as an ordinary mage. However, this guy is immune to most spells. Even the great arcanist will have a headache for a while.

The most important thing is that the Holy Hammer Warrior is different from the dwarf mage. It is difficult to speak words. He is simply a golden head, and it is even more impossible to use spells.

The diplomatic relationship between Netheril and the dwarves is pretty good, so how could they possibly start a fight with the Holy Hammer Warriors, who have a huge reputation among the dwarves?

As for the Arcane Federation being bankrupted, it was just a joke, but a group of dwarves making noise among mages was not a pretty scene.