The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Usbeel and the Fire King Ancestor exchanged glances. Dorai's clone possessed exceptionally powerful magic. How could a single strike consume so much magic? What a savage move! Who did he attack?

The two felt a sense of unease. Who had Dorai clashed with, and to what extent had the conflict escalated?

Dorai didn't want to elaborate to the Fire King Ancestor. He cupped his fist and said to Usbeel, "Brother, come with me for a moment." With that, he quickly slipped towards the main hall in the back.

Usbeel knew why Dorai was going inside. Hearing the summons, he immediately followed Dorai inside.

Once inside the hall, Dorai slowed his pace, and Usbeel caught up from behind.

Dorai took out a newly refined ring from his hand and casually said, "I managed to gather a lot of primordial matter inside. I'll give you five hundred thousand tons. Do you think that's enough?"

Usbeel was stunned. Primordial matter? Was Dorai talking about that dirt?

He immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes! Whatever you give is fine. We also have ways to get some dirt now, but the speed is too slow. How long have you been in there?" Usbeel was suddenly shocked.

Primordial matter wasn't so easy to obtain. This guy really had a way.

Dorai walked along, smiling slightly, and said, "We understand some things about the outer realms better than you. Also, about me saying I slashed someone, it was Toby from the Alexander family. You should restrict the Alexander family, limiting them to twenty people. Don't let more than twenty people enter. The situation is too chaotic now, and too many people inside isn't a good thing. Or, restrict the number of people from all forces to below twenty. That would be good for us."

Usbeel was completely dumbfounded. He slashed Toby? Wasn't that guy supposed to be very powerful? How could he not say much after being slashed by Dorai? Did he almost get killed?

Dorai and the Alexander family had just had a conflict a few days ago, and Dorai had already taken action. This guy really had a bad temper.

He shook his head. "Things aren't as simple as you say. The Alexander family and the Glory Wizard Alliance are deeply intertwined, and there's also an Eighth-Grade Ancestor sitting in the capital. I can't make a decision on this matter."

Dorai stopped and looked at Usbeel, his face suddenly turning cold. "I'm making the decision on this matter now. You issue the order now. I'll be watching at the entrance. Just say that I, Dorai, will personally supervise. If there's one extra Alexander family leg inside, I'll kill one Alexander family member."

Usbeel stared blankly at Dorai, smiling wryly. "Dorai, the capital has barely stabilized. Don't cause trouble, especially since the Witch God family is also here."

Dorai snorted coldly and said, "This secret realm was jointly conquered by everyone, with the Glory Empire contributing the most. Now that the Glory Empire is at war with the North, its rear is vulnerable. Regardless of whether it's the Alexander family or other families, we must not cause any internal chaos within the Glory Wizard Alliance on this matter. I, Dorai, in the name of the Vice President of the Alchemist Guild, issue this order. If you don't issue the order, I'll issue it myself. I won't leave these next few days. I'll just stand here."

…

The Fire King Ancestor stood in the square. Although he hadn't entered, he could hear the conversation between the two clearly.

Dorai had been deliberately made difficult upon arriving at the entrance of the secret realm, so it was understandable that he would feel this way. However, his attitude was unexpectedly strong.

He slashed someone, and although he spoke lightly, it was probably not a small matter. He also knew Toby of the Alexander family, a young genius with astonishing arrogance. Dorai had slashed him. What was the extent of the damage?

Just then, the magic array on the square suddenly lit up, and a group of three people teleported out from within.

As the light dissipated, Toby's figure appeared in the center of the array with his eyes closed.

Toby's eyes were closed? The Fire King Ancestor looked closely. There was an extremely fine crack at the corner of his eye that didn't seem to be healing?

Then what about his eyeballs?

He suddenly understood Dorai's anger and Dorai's confidence. If he could slash his eyes, he could naturally slash his neck. Toby had almost died from just one slash, so it was no wonder Dorai had such confidence.

This little guy was really angry.

However, he wouldn't interfere with what Dorai did. He would even lean towards Dorai, but he wouldn't make any decisions for Dorai.

Vassily had designated Dorai as the Honorary President of the Alchemist Guild and the Honorary President of the Potion Guild some time ago. Although it was honorary, if he really wanted to cause trouble, he still had the ability to do so.

If he wanted to cause trouble, then let him. The Eighth-Grade wouldn't show up, and the Fire King Ancestor naturally wouldn't either.

Just then, Dorai had already set the matter with a very strong attitude. After communicating with Vassily over a long distance, the Glory Wizard Alliance issued a document to clear up the personnel composition of the maze space. In addition to the Glory Wizard Alliance and the Imperial Mage Corps, no more than twenty people were allowed from other non-imperial official forces.

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At this time, Toby had just returned to his family and applied for a life potion from the family.

Although Dorai's slash had physically severed his skull and eyes, the residual power of death was very domineering. The wound couldn't heal for a long time, and the eyeballs couldn't grow back. To be honest, Toby was extremely frustrated.

Just then, a person came in from outside and immediately took out a document for Toby to see.

Toby's eyeballs, formed by two earth elements, glanced at the paper, and his expression suddenly changed, becoming furious.

"That Dorai is really going too far! Only twenty places for each family? How is that possible?"

The man was also a Sixth-Grade wizard, and his expression was also not very good. "Lord, that Dorai is standing in the square, letting the people from the Glory Wizard Alliance go inside to drive people out. He is currently in charge."

Toby's entire body defense had been broken by one slash, and this Sixth-Grade wizard also felt very shocked and frightened. One slash had broken all of the Ancestor's defenses. This was too terrifying.

In comparison, ten million magic crystals were a small number. The person was fine.

Toby's expression was ugly. When truly facing Dorai, he really didn't have any advantage. Moreover, that was just his clone in the square.

He said with an ugly expression, "What are the other forces saying?"

"The Witch God family seems to be negotiating, and other forces have already begun to withdraw."

Toby's expression became even more ugly. "They are truly more than failure than success. Confine that guy for two years. He can only come out when he advances to the Seventh-Grade."

He vented his anger on the person who dared to rob Dorai.

It was really too unlucky.

"Withdraw the people."

"Yes, Lord. Should we report to the Great Ancestor?"

"Withdraw the people first, and then report. That Dorai is not a kind person. He has mastered the Dao of Space. He can kill ordinary Seventh-Grades with one slash. They can't stop him."

He muttered to himself, wondering if the Eighth-Grade could stop him. Anyway, he couldn't stop him. He was currently in charge of the Alexander family. If he wasn't an opponent, would he let his clansmen go to their deaths?

This matter definitely had to be reported to the Ancestor, but how to report it was up to him to decide.

A Seventh-Grade little wizard actually dared to be so arrogant. Did he really think that the face of their Albis family was for nothing?