The First Mage

"Your Majesty, we have lost too much now, why not... negotiate a peace."

boom.

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion in the entire hall.

"Great Elder, do you know what you are talking about? Have you forgotten the glory of your ancestors? How can we elves make peace with humble humans."

"Our ancestors died at the hands of humans, how could we negotiate peace with them?"

"Great Elder, are you crazy?"

"alright."

In the midst of such quarrels, the Elf Emperor glanced around the hall, then looked at the Great Elder, and said calmly: "Just a human being, has it frightened you out of your wits? Don't forget, we are With the resources of an entire plane, how could he alone destroy our entire empire?"

"However, for so many years, we haven't created such a warship again. Generations of alchemists have forgotten how to make a mana battleship. Now if we want to restart it, it will take hundreds of years of accumulation. How can it be too late? Besides , We have lost many key technologies... Phil, how many design drawings of the magic battleships that have been passed down from your family are left?"

At this moment, the young elf who shouted the loudest in the hall, his face turned blue and purple.

The Phil family has been the top alchemist in the Elven Empire since ancient times. Since ancient times, it has been responsible for manufacturing all weapons such as magic battleships.

However, during the battle of the ancient times, the Phil family suffered heavy losses...

By the time they retreated to the eternal plane, seven or eight out of ten of the elite members of the family had already been lost.

Originally, this was nothing, after all, no matter how much you lost, you still have a little bit of heritage left. With the talents of the elves and the massive resources of this eternal plane, it is not impossible to recreate the grand occasion of the ancient times...

But the trouble is that after coming to this plane, the Phil family is obsessed with fighting for power and occupying the family territory.

In addition, the surrounding enemies have been almost wiped out, and the empire has no need for weapons. The magic battleships brought from the Norrell plane are completely sufficient.

Naturally, no one is willing to make any weapons without thankless effort.

For many years, the Phil family has been resting on the merits of their ancestors, and the inheritance of alchemy has long been a decoration.

There are not many outstanding alchemy masters in the future generations, but various artistic geniuses appear together.

"In any case, there is no need to talk about the matter of peace. It is impossible for elves to make peace with humble humans. The empire is vast and it is impossible for a human to destroy the country."

At this time, the elf emperor was expressionless.

After saying this, the Great Elder seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

The elf emperor's authority does not allow challenges, and he knows that as soon as these words are spoken, both sides will be on the verge of death.

"Then let's discuss again, how to deal with this human being..."

But then, several high-level discussions took place, but in the end, there was not much result.

In the end, I don't know who came up with a bad idea. While preserving strength, gather all the troops around the imperial city to defend the imperial palace and the tree of life.

At the same time, the other side is to turn strategically.

That's right, strategy shifts in.

That is...

Prepare to retreat.

Just like what the emperor said, the empire is vast, and there is no place for shelter. Temporarily retreat and wait and see what happens.

It is a shame to seek peace, but if the escape is covered with a gorgeous coat, the elves can easily accept it.

This conclusion was adopted very quickly.

And then, the focus of the elves' discussion turned out to be where it would be better to retreat.

Some say it is the Forest of Eternal Tranquility in the south, while others say it is the Crescent Sea in the west.

No matter what they say, the nobles are desperately recommending their territory. There is no doubt that this is for the purpose of letting the imperial army defend their own territory.

The Great Elder looked at the noisy nobles in the hall, but there was a burst of sadness on his face.

In the midst of this quarrel, he struck the ground with his wand vigorously and said hoarsely: "No matter where you retreat, you can guarantee that this greedy human will not continue to advance? Although the empire has a large territory, where is the end of the retreat?"

There was silence in the hall.

Then I didn't know who it was, and said in a low voice: "Anyway, the territory is so big, it's not a retreat wherever it goes, at worst, it's just a detour with him."

The great elder laughed back angrily: "Is this what you call the pride of the elves? Are you running around in the empire's territory?"

"alright."

Seeing that a quarrel was about to start, the elf frowned to stop it: "The Great Elder is right. No matter what, this human has to deal with it. What do you think?"

The Great Elder said without hesitation: "First find a way to get rid of the mana battleship beside him, and then restrain the silver griffin, and then I will lead the four heavenly ranks to fight with His Majesty who is equipped with the ancestor weapon. It is possible Knock it back."

"The silver griffin's fighting power is not low..."

At this time, a great elf king who was in charge of the war stood up and said: "I will lead the other two heavenly ranks, seven titled wizards, to fight together, and we will definitely be able to defeat his battleship and the silver griffin together."

After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze to the other elves in the hall.

These few elves are the only remaining powerhouses in the empire. Except for the great elf king himself who is a heavenly rank, the rest are also the top figures in the elf empire.

Even the few titled wizards who were named are only one step away from the heavenly rank.

This is already the most important and core force in the elf empire.

Seeing that he finally came up with a reliable plan, the Elf Emperor nodded and said: "Okay, then we will fight him outside the imperial palace. If nothing happens, then it will not be too late to withdraw."

Only then did the Great Elder let out a sigh of relief, but upon hearing these words, a kind of sadness also filled his heart.

Even the emperor had some reservations in his heart, and felt that he might not be able to keep it.

When did the elven empire that ruled all races become so weak that it was in danger of destroying the country just by being invaded by a single human being?

Is this eternal plane that the ancestors worked so hard to get is really a good thing for the elves?

Countless years of rest and recuperation, what exactly did they bring?

On the other side, Lynch was still driving the battleship and continued to move forward.

But halfway there, he suddenly looked forward, patted the silver griffin beside him and said, "Hey, it seems that there are people from your family coming up ahead."