Warhammer Wizard

The elves and the dwarves are both the overlords of the third era. The two tribes have been rivals and enemies for thousands of years. When the era changed, they encountered fatal destruction and returned to the birthplace of the old continent.

But now, their situation is different.

The dwarves are trapped in the underground fortresses of the World Mountains. Because of the lack of territory and resources, the population is less than three million, and they are facing serious survival problems.

Oroan, the hometown of elves, is quite different.

Oroan, also known as the "Demeter" subcontinent, is nearly half the size of an empire. Except for the "Nasvika Savages" in northern Oroan, the elves have few other enemies and can develop in peace.

The total population of the ten elven kingdoms exceeds 20 million.

The strength of these 20 million elves can match 400 million to 500 million human beings, and the proportion of high-end combat power is even more astonishing. .

If it weren't for the fact that Oroan was repeatedly caught in civil wars and split into ten kingdoms, which hindered the recovery of elves, it would not be a problem for the population of elves to grow to 50 million.

Even so, at present, the power of elves far exceeds that of dwarves.

The two races are no longer on the same level.

Ren allowed the dwarves to participate in the development of the new world and gave them territory because the two sides had been allies for many years, and the cooperation was quite pleasant, but the most important thing was that he was confident that he could calm the dwarves and firmly grasp the rule of the new world.

It's different when it's replaced by spirits.

Regardless of strength, the difference is only in intelligence. Of course, dwarves are not stupid. There are many treacherous dwarves among them, but in general, dwarves are a relatively upright race, with clear love and hatred, and not too many dwarfs.

On the other hand, the elves are just the opposite. If they say it nicely, they are clever and clever, and if they say it badly, they are cunning.

The smarter people are, the more they like to do things.

Or specialize in your own people.

During the Third Era, the overall strength of elves was actually much stronger than that of dwarves. There was a big gap between the two sides, but it was because elves were always at war with each other, and they were almost never united, so they shared the world with dwarves, and they were tied.

In the new era, the elves just showed signs of recovery, and they started fighting again.

The history of elves is a history of civil strife.

all in all.

Elves are a group of troublesome spirits who love to do things, but they also have great wisdom and power, and can cause huge damage!

This characteristic is also reflected in the blood elves. The title of "Regent" is the result of the internal struggle in Yongsong City.

Since there is a regent, where is the real king?

Ren could probably guess it, but he was never interested in asking. More than 200,000 blood elves are a lot of trouble. If the elves of Oroan are also involved in the development of the new continent, they may cause some mess.

What's more, why did you let the elves participate?

Oroan has a large number of elf archmages, headed by Teklis, the archmages over 30 have double digits, which is terrifying.

If the elves are unwilling to serve human beings and want to turn against customers, Ren has no confidence that he can hold them down, and even if he is suppressed, there will be endless troubles.

It would be better to refuse from the very beginning and nip the trouble in the bud!

Livlin knew her own race very well, and was deeply affected. Seeing the change in Ren's expression, she sighed and said: "The regent told me, if you can build a magic torch light method in Lopost For this, Oroan is willing to pay all the price, including golden shield, alchemy materials, magic knowledge, etc., and can even send a mage group to the new continent to serve you."

When Ren heard this, he couldn't help shaking his head, the elves had been calculating from the beginning.

He asked, "This elf mage group must be very powerful, right?"

"Yes." Livlin nodded, "Leaded by three archmages, including a hundred legendary mages and a thousand high-level mages."

"Haha..." Ren sneered.

"Such a powerful group of mages is really coveted. When their interests are aligned, they may serve me, but if there is a conflict, they will die for me."

Livlin's face froze, she didn't think so far, but Ren's words were not impossible.

Do not.

With the style of the elf, this kind of thing is very likely to happen!

"You reply to the regent for me, I don't need Oroan's support." Ren did not hesitate, and said solemnly: "The new continent is the continent of human beings. When the elf empire gave up this land, it has nothing to do with elves. already."

Livlynn nodded.

She has completely considered the problem from the standpoint of Ren and Gotham City, with worry on her face, just as she was about to speak, she found Ren's gaze turned to a corner of the hall, watching someone.

Three figures appeared.

Two of them are blood elves, and Livlyn is very familiar with them. One is the regent king Asjongg himself, and the other is the highest-ranking Rommath Archmage in Eversong City.

The last one is also an elf, but I have never seen it.

He is tall and strong, wearing a complex and gorgeous magic robe, wearing a top wing crown, holding a staff, and a pair of lavender eyes on his handsome face, but at this moment his expression is very unhappy, exuding Strong magical fluctuations.

High Elf Archmage!

Livlin's face changed greatly. She didn't realize that there were three saint-level powerhouses hidden in her home, including a strange archmage.

Immediately, she was angry.

The expressions of the two blood elves, Asjong and Rommath, were a little embarrassed.

"I disagree!"

The elf archmage looked directly at Ren, holding his head high, as if he was looking at people through his nostrils, and said in the high elf language: "The past, present and future of the new world will always belong to the noble elves. Your Excellency Consul, although you are very Powerful, high status among humans, but that doesn't change that either."

Ren ignored the archmage.

In fact, when he came out of the portal, he had already noticed the three elves, but he just thought he didn't know and wanted to see what tricks they were going to do.

"Your Excellency the Regent, I didn't expect you to have a habit of voyeurism." Ren said expressionlessly.

"This……"

Asjonge's only one eye was full of shame, but he couldn't explain his actions. He didn't want to do this, it was the idea of ​​the elf archmage, and he swore that he would never be seen through the invisible spell.

"Your Excellency Archon." Asjonge forcibly ignored Ren's ridicule and introduced: "This is the envoy of the Phoenix King, Archmage Modant."

Modante reluctantly nodded to Ren.

"I have seen the consul."

Ren still didn't look directly at the other party. This was the second elf archmage he had seen, but it was very different from the senses of the first Teklis.

Ellenus has a saying:

Elves look at other races with their nostrils, while high elves look at other elves with their chins.

Modant showed the arrogance of the high elves to the fullest.

Although the elves are the race that has the most influence and contribution to the world of Alanus, the culture, art, architecture, magic, and philosophy they have created have reached their peak in all aspects. Even today, the human beings in the new era are all deeply affected. , Humans can be said to be students of the High Elves.

But the arrogance of the high elves carved into their bones is really unbearable.

It is said that the dwarf and the elves have a feud. It is said that the cause is a small misunderstanding in language. After the high elves understand it, they still disdain to apologize.

Renn got his lesson today.

Obviously it was the elf who was begging for him, but Modante showed his face when he came up. I really don't know how the Phoenix King would send him to be his messenger.

Or, is Mordant already the highest elf with the best attitude that the Phoenix King could find?

Ren was amused and asked:

"The New World belongs to the elves, do you think this is true?"

"Naturally."

Mordant answered as a matter of course.

Ren felt that it was a waste of saliva to say a word to the other party, and looked at Asjonge, who looked helpless, "Your Excellency the Regent, please go back. Since the elves already have the New World, what else are we talking about, I wish you all the best A good dream."

Asjonge was immediately anxious.

The blood elves are also a branch of the high elves, but they have been struggling to survive in the new world for thousands of years. The hardships have taught them to be more pragmatic, and they have worn away their arrogance and arrogance. Although they still retain the pride of elves in their hearts, they also understand the current affairs. For Junjie.

"Don't be angry, Your Excellency. Archmage Modant rarely has contact with humans, so he is a little offended in terms of etiquette, please don't mind."

Ashjonger racked his brains to explain.

I have to say that he was really embarrassed. Ren looked at the faces of allies on both sides, and finally nodded to say it was okay.

Instead, Modant looked at Asjonge with contempt in his eyes, and a cold snort came out of his nostrils.

Fortunately, he didn't talk nonsense anymore.

Asjonge breathed a sigh of relief, in order to prevent Modante from speaking, he quickly said: "Your Excellency Consul, it is the will of the Phoenix King Aiba Nunn to propose to cooperate with Your Excellency. , decided to return to the New World, and brought great sincerity..."

He was interrupted by Ren before he finished speaking, "No need to say any more."

"No matter what kind of sincerity, I'm not interested." Ren said decisively: "Only by myself, I can recover the New World."

"With Oroan's support, the recovery of the New World will not only be easier, but also faster." Asjongo persuaded, "What the elves ask for is nothing more than a city in Borost."

Ren asked lightly: "My new continent, why should I give it to elves?"

Asjonge's face froze.

"But, but..."

He was running out of words, so he said several "buts" in a row but could not find any other reason.

Mo Dante finally found a chance to interject, raised his head and said, "This is the will of the Phoenix King." His expression was as if the Phoenix King was the greatest and most noble existence in the world. The Phoenix King's will cannot be violated, even if it harms others. Interests, others should also feel a great honor.

"The Phoenix King is none of my business."

Ren scoffed at this, and uttered a foul language in high elf language.

"you!"

Modante was immediately furious, as if he had been greatly insulted, and there were vast magical fluctuations on his body, and he raised his hand to point to Ren to instantly cast spells.

"don't want!"

"Don't do it!"

Archmage Asjong and Rommath screamed and immediately took action to stop Modante, but in the next moment, they found that the whole world was quiet, everything could not move, and even their own thinking became extremely slow .

Time stop!

Modant's expression also changed drastically. He is a 26th-level archmage. After eight soul transformations, he has a good resistance to time stop.

Although he can't move, his mind keeps running, and he can mobilize mana to cast spells.

His instant cast spell is still complete!

This is an eight-ring "Power Word: Soul Splitting". Modant is good at spiritual magic. He didn't want to kill Ren, and he also knew that Ren was a Holy Soul Wizard, and Soul Splitting could not kill the opponent. He just wanted to teach this ignorant human being a profound lesson and let Ren know that this is the fate of those who dare to disrespect Phoenix.

The invisible fluctuations of Soul Splitting were frozen in the time stop.

Ren's body grew to a height of three meters, and the top of his head almost hit the ceiling of Livlin's house. He walked towards Modant step by step, crushing the Soul Splitter in his chest, like a breeze blowing without the slightest effect.

After three seconds.

He walked in front of Modante and looked down at the archmage.

Under the horrified eyes of the four elves, Ren stretched out his right hand and grabbed Modant's neck, lifting him up.

Time stopped early.

At the same time, an invisible force field spread out from Ren, and all the constant spells and magic items within the range were invalid.

Nine-ring anti-magic force field!

Asjong, Rommath and Livlin found themselves able to move, but Modante had already fallen into Ren's hands. Like many high elf mages, Modant is both a powerful spellcaster and a top elf warrior, with power no less than the legendary high-level.

However, he was like a rooster strangled by his neck, no matter how hard he struggled and kicked his feet in the air, he couldn't shake Ren's hand in the slightest.

"let me go……"

Modant spoke with difficulty.

The suffocation made his face blood red, and the anti-magic force field prevented him from casting a single spell.

In fact, Modante also has a constant nine-ring teleportation from another world. As long as his mind moves, it can be triggered, and the anti-magic force field can't stop it. The space inside was blocked by magic torchlight.

"The Archon is merciful!" Asjongg pleaded anxiously.

Livlin and Romans also made a request, for fear that Rennes would directly strangle Modante's neck, and then they would have revenge with the Phoenix King.

Ren was unmoved, stared at Modante in his hand, and suddenly smiled: "I heard that elves are the evolution of trolls, and all elves are branches of trolls. I wonder if it's true?"

The expressions of the elves present changed. This is the most taboo topic of the elves.

There are many theories about the origin of elves.

There is a saying that has been widely circulated. About 10,000 years ago, during the Second Era of the world of Ellenus, a tribe of trolls migrated to Moon Lake and settled by this lake full of magical energy, receiving magical energy from generation to generation. After baptism, the original high elves were born more than three thousand years later.

Then the high elves spread their branches and leaves again, some evolved to become moon elves and silver-gray elves, and some degenerated into wood elves and wind elves.

But no matter which elves they are, they are all descendants of trolls!

A lowly and dirty troll turned out to be the ancestor of noble and beautiful elves? Of course, it is impossible for the elves to accept this theory. Although there are many ancient records and archaeological findings to support it, the elves completely deny it and firmly believe that they were created by the father **** Asuralon and the dark moon goddess.

The origin of trolls is said to be taboo knowledge among elves.

Anyone who dares to mention it in front of the elves will be the most serious provocation and insult, and must pay the price of blood and even life.

Usually only dwarves anger elves about this topic.

Livlynn, Asjong and Rommath, the three blood elves fell silent. They are far away from Oroan, the hometown of elves. Although they know this taboo, they don't feel much.

Modant's reaction was very intense, slapped Ren's palm frantically, but he couldn't say a word.

Ren pinched his neck, keeping his hands still, and said calmly, "As long as you admit that trolls are the ancestors of elves, I will spare your life today."

There was boundless anger in the struggling Modant's eyes, but to no avail.

Death is approaching.

Modant wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound. Gradually, his struggle became weaker and weaker, and his consciousness became blurred.

"Are trolls the ancestors of elves?" Ren asked again.

His voice directly entered Modant's mind. When he was about to die, the will of the high elf archmage finally collapsed, and he blurted out, "Yes!"

Ren let go of his hand.

Modante fell to the ground and took a deep breath. For the first time in his life, he felt that the air was so sweet.

After ten seconds, he realized what he had done.

"Under the threat of death, noble elves are no different from lowly trolls." Ren's voice sounded again, sarcastically: "I thought Your Excellency the Archmage would rather die, it seems that I overestimated you The character of the high elves is nothing but the same."

"you……"

Modante jumped up and pointed at Ren, his face flushed red again, "You forced me to say it, this is not my intention~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then he found Ren was holding a reflection crystal in his hand. Well, I recorded the scene just now.

Turning around, the three blood elves looked at him with strange expressions.

Modant's mentality completely collapsed.

He was so ashamed that he wanted to crawl into the ground and wanted to teleport away, but found that space spells couldn't be used at all, and Ren also maintained an anti-magic field.

As long as Ren revealed the contents of the reflection crystal, he would have no place in Oroan.

Thinking of this, Modante's hands and feet are cold.

"You are provoking a terrible enemy, and you have lost a powerful ally." He trembled: "I am the envoy of the Phoenix King, representing Oroan, and one day you will regret your disrespect to the elves today."

"I would rather be an enemy of the elves than be an ally with the elves."

Ren dismissed the threat of the archmage, and warned seriously: "Go back and tell the Phoenix King that the New World is my territory. Without my permission, the elves of Oroan dare to set foot on the New World. Don't blame me for being ruthless."

"get out!"

Ren waved his hand after cursing.

The scene before Modant and the two blood elves changed, and they found themselves thrown into the wilderness of Gotham City, and they could step out of the border of the magic torch light just a few steps forward.

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