Chapter 166

In fact, there are not many upper level elves who want to explore storm fortress after leaving eresaras.

Prince tosaderin has been tightening the supply of Olympic energy in eresalas recently. The powerful guys are OK. The civilians, especially the poor, are dying.

In order to absorb the Olympic energy, a large number of elves from the civilian areas came to open eresaras, and most of them became the prey of ogres.

Godoc ogres are already spying on the ancient city of elves - but the defense magic is still working, and the city is like a hedgehog, making it impossible for ogres to start.

Helpless, ogres can only surround the city.

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Prince tosaderin, the ruler of eresaras, had no time to take care of the spirits who had left the city. The civilians who had gone to explore were not important. Bringing back good news or bad news could not save him from his unspeakable distress.

Although the ogre was repulsed, it also consumed a lot of arcane energy this time. Now the devil in the city has been unable to hold on. The energy that can be absorbed from it is becoming less and less, and even there is a trend that the gain is not worth the loss. You know, in order to restrain this demon, eresaras needs to spend a lot of energy.

Ten thousand years ago, tosaderin's father, tonnes, and his summoners carefully selected them. Finally, a terror demon named imotar was summoned to eresaras from the distorted void.

Demonophobia is famous for its huge energy but low IQ, and the sinderas believe they can use imotar's energy - so the great arcane masters built five arcane towers, formed a phalanx, and bound imotar to his prison.

After purification, part of the power is used to continue to control the demon itself, and the other part is used for the residents of the whole city.

This method was very successful at the beginning. The huge energy of the demon fearing leader was purified into arcane energy, which maintained the city's operation for 10000 years.

But now the situation is different. Imotar is much weaker, and the energy he is extracted is far less pure than before. The loss in the purification process is higher and higher, and the part that can be extracted is less and less. It is also a last resort to limit residents' Olympic energy absorption.

Even Prince tosaderin himself reduced the amount of arcane energy he absorbed.

In the just convened eresaras parliament, tosedrin got nothing. These fanatically adoring elves can't offer a reliable opinion at all. They just clap their chest and say what the prince says and what I do.

That's been the case for 10000 years.

Just as torsadrin lay on the bed rubbing the corner of his eyes, the devil's whispers were heard in his ear again.

This is another serious problem. In order to reduce the loss of energy, tosedrine removed some purification process, which inevitably mixed some evil energy into the arcane energy. The energy with demon will gradually eroded tosaderin. Fortunately, the intelligence quotient of fear of demons was too low, and he didn't know how to bewitch. He just said some meaningless words, no Then tosaderin could not guarantee that he would degenerate.

"Do you really have to turn to those Druids for help?"

Prince tosaderin was still unwilling. Ten thousand years ago, eresaras was unwilling to bow his head to those civilian Druids, so he chose this road. How could he give up easily at this time?

"There is a way, there must be a way!"

Torsaderin put on his clothes and left his bedroom. He walked along the corridor to the library to find the scholars.

The Erudites preserved a large number of books and treasures of the night elves during the war of ancient times. The whole phalanx of eresaras and the alchemy tower that trapped the demons were all developed by tonns and the learned scholars at the beginning.

"Ledrose, yavo, kildas, mccus, come here."

Tosadelin called on the four leaders of the learned men and came to the side hall.

Too lazy to be polite, tosadelin said, "how are you doing with that treasure? Can we use it now? "

The four learned men looked at each other and could only shake their heads.

"Where have you come to?"

"The research is hard..." "Although it's mysterious, according to the records, this treasure carries all the wisdom of a race, and we have successfully detected its arcane fluctuations - but by any means, we have not been able to show it in real form."

"So you're still working on that empty box?" Tosadelin slapped the table angrily. "For a thousand years, you just studied that box?"

"In fact, there are still some gains." Kildas shook his head. "According to the records in the books, we have proved that the treasure is still there, but we can't let it show. We have tried various forms of manifestation, and now we are trying to use permutation Rune enumeration...""Enough! You trash Torsadrin was furious. "Permutation Rune enumeration?! Do you know that now imotar is out of control? Do you know that the residents of eresaras are in short supply? Do you know how much Olympic power I have given you? "

"There are damned ogres out there, and now a lot of lowly Druids want to come in. Last month, one of the nobles simply degenerated into Sartre! This is not the time for academic research. We need extraordinary means! "

The angry torsaderin was unable to restrain his own strength. The surging Olympic energy blew the literature in the side hall everywhere. The four masters of erudite were silent in front of the furious prince.

After a while, tosaderin finally calmed down.

"I hope you will abandon your insistence. Last month, for your experiment, I even killed a group of innocent people who should have absorbed Olympic energy." Tosadelin closed his eyes and twitched his long, pointed ears. "If we can't solve this problem, we'll either be all done or we'll just go to the pariah and beg for mercy like the spineless ones 10000 years ago."

Finally, he told his sin. After a period of grief, tosadelin was relieved. Looking at the four erudite masters in front of him, he waved them out.

In the small side hall, tosaderin stares at the gorgeous ceiling, and eresaras, who is in internal and external troubles, is like a chain, which binds the prince tightly and can hardly breathe.

"Well." Tosadelin clenched his teeth. "This villain, let me do it."

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