Chapter 920

The elves and dwarves are both the overlords of the third era. The two races have been rivals and enemies for thousands of years. They both encountered fatal destruction when the era changed, and each retreated to the birthplace of the old continent.

But today, their situation is different.

The dwarves are trapped in the underground fortress of the world's mountains. Due to the lack of territory and resources, there are only less than 3 million people, and they are facing serious survival problems.

Oroan, the homeland of the elves, was very different.

Oroan, also known as the "Demeter" subcontinent, covers an area close to half the empire, has fertile land and rich resources, and is located at the westernmost end of the Old Continent. Apart from the "Nasvika savages" in northern Oroan, the elves have almost no other enemies, so they can develop with peace of mind.

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

The power of these more than 20 million elves can match 400 to 500 million humans, and the proportion of high-end combat power is even more amazing. .

If Oroan hadn't fallen into civil wars many times and was split into ten kingdoms, which dragged down the recovery of the elves, the population of elves would not be a problem if it grew to 50 million.

Even so, the current strength of the elves far exceeds that of the dwarves.

The two races are no longer at the same level.

Ren allowed the dwarves to participate in the development of the new continent and gave them territory because the two sides had been allies for many years and had a pleasant cooperation. But most importantly, he was confident that he could restrain the dwarves and firmly grasp the dominion of the new continent.

Changing to an elf is different.

Regardless of the strength, the dwarves are certainly not stupid, and there are many treacherous dwarves among them, but in general, the dwarves are a relatively straightforward race, with a clear distinction between likes and hates, and not too many tricks.

The elves are just the opposite. They are clever and quick-witted at best, but scheming at worst.

The smarter a person is, the more he loves to cause trouble, and if he can't deal with the enemy, he will deal with his own people.

Or specialize in their own people.

During the Third Era, the overall strength of the elves was actually much stronger than that of the dwarves. There was a big gap between the two sides, but it was because the elves were always fighting among themselves and almost never united, so they divided the world equally with the dwarves.

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

The history of the elves is a history of civil strife.

all in all.

The elves are a group of troublesome spirits who like to make troubles, but they also have powerful wisdom and power, which can cause huge damage!

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

Now that 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 troublesome. If the elves of Auroan are also involved in opening up the new continent, some messy things may happen.

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

There are a large number of elf archmages in Oroan, headed by Tecles, there are double-digit archmages over level 30, which is simply terrifying.

If the elves are unwilling to serve humans and want to turn their backs on customers, Ren is not confident that they can suppress them, and even if they are suppressed, there will be endless troubles.

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

Livlin knew her race very well, and she suffered from it even more. Seeing the change in Ren's expression, she sighed and said, "The regent told me that if you can establish the magic torchlight method in Lopost For this, Auroan is willing to pay any price, including golden shields, alchemy materials, magic knowledge, etc., and can even send a group of mages to the New World to serve you."

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

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

"Yes." Livlin nodded, "Headed by three archmages, including one hundred legendary mages and one thousand high-ranking mages."

"Hehe..." Ren sneered.

"Such a powerful mage group is really coveted. When the interests are the same, maybe they serve me, but if there is a conflict, then they will die for me."

Livlin's face froze, she didn't think so far, but what Ren said was not impossible.

No.

In the style of elves, the possibility of such a thing happening is very high!

"Reply to the Regent for me. I don't need Auroan's support." Ren said in a deep voice without any hesitation, "The New World is the continent of humans. When the Elf Empire abandoned this land, it has nothing to do with the elves." gone."

Livelyn nodded.

She had already considered the issue completely from the standpoint of Rennes and Gotham City, with worry on her face, and just about to speak, she found that Rennes' eyes turned to a corner of the hall, staring at someone.

Three figures appeared.

Two of them are blood elves, and Livlin is very familiar with them. One is the regent King Aschung himself, and the other is the highest-level Archmage Rommath in Eversong City.

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

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

High Elf Archmage!

Livlin's complexion changed drastically, she was completely unaware that there were three holy-level powerhouses hidden in her home, including a strange archmage.

Suddenly, she felt angry.

The two blood elves Astung and Rommath looked a little embarrassed.

"I disagree!"

The Elven Archmage looked directly at Ren, with his head held high, as if looking at people with his nostrils, and spoke High Elvish language: "The past, present, and future of the New World will always belong to the noble elves. Your Excellency, although you are very It is powerful and has a high status among humans, but it cannot change this fact."

Ren ignored the Archmage.

In fact, when he came out of the portal, he had already noticed the three elves, but he just pretended not to know, and wanted to see what tricks they were up to.

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

"this……"

Aschungo's only one eye was full of shame, but he couldn't explain his behavior. He didn't want to do this at first, it was the idea of ​​the Elf Archmage, and he swore that he would never be seen through the invisibility spell.

"Your Excellency the Consul." Astung forcibly ignored Ren's taunt, and introduced: "This is the envoy of the Phoenix King, Archmage Mordant."

Modant reluctantly nodded to Rennes.

"Meet the consul."

Ren still didn't look directly at the other party. This was the second Elven Archmage he had ever seen, but his senses were vastly different from the first Tecles.

There is a saying of Allenus:

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 Ellenus, the culture, art, architecture, magic, and philosophy they created have reached their peak in all aspects. Today, humans 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 is really unbearable.

The enmity between the dwarves and the elves was said to be caused by a small misunderstanding in language. After the high elves understood it, they still didn't bother to apologize. The misunderstanding became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a war between the two clans.

Ryan learned the lesson today.

It was obvious that the elves wanted to ask him, but Modant came up to show his face. I really don't know why the Phoenix King sent him as an envoy.

Or was Modant already the best high elf the Phoenix King could find?

Ren felt amused and asked:

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

"Naturally."

Modante answered as a matter of course.

Ren felt that it would be a waste of saliva to say one more word to the other party, and looked at the helpless Aschunger, "Please come back, Your Excellency the Regent. Since the elves already own the New World, what are we talking about, I wish you all the best!" nice dream."

Aschung immediately became anxious.

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

"Your Excellency, please don't be angry. Archmage Modante rarely comes into contact with humans, so there are some offensive words in etiquette. Please don't mind."

Aschunger racked his brains to explain.

It has to be said that it was really embarrassing for him. Ren looked at the faces of the allies on both sides, and finally nodded to express that it was okay.

On the contrary, Modant looked at Aschung with contempt in his eyes, and let out a cold snort from his nostrils.

Fortunately, he didn't talk nonsense anymore.

Aschunger breathed a sigh of relief, and in order to prevent Modante from opening his mouth, he hurriedly said: "Your Excellency, it is the will of the Phoenix King Ebanun to propose to cooperate with you this time. , decided to return to the New World, and brought great sincerity..."

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

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

"With Auroan's support, it will not only be easier to recover the New World, but also faster." Asjunge persuaded, "The elves are asking for nothing more than a city in Porost."

Ren asked indifferently: "Why should I distribute my new continent to the elves?"

Aschung's face froze.

"But, but..."

He was at a loss for words, and said several "buts" in a row but couldn't find any other reason.

Modant finally found a chance to intervene, raised his head and said: "This is the will of the Phoenix King." His expression seemed as if the Phoenix King was the greatest and noblest existence in the world, and the will of the Phoenix King cannot be violated, even if it hurts others. Benefits, others should also feel a great honor.

"The Phoenix King is none of my business."

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

"you!"

Modant immediately flew into a rage, as if he had been greatly insulted. There was a vast wave of magic coming from his body, and he raised his finger to Ren to cast a spell instantly.

"don't want!"

"Don't do it!"

Aschungo and Archmage Rommath screamed in shock, and immediately shot to stop Modant, but in the next moment, they found that the whole world was quiet, everything could not move, and even their own thinking became extremely sluggish .

Time stops!

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

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

His instant spell is still complete!

This is an eight-ring "Power Word: Soul Splitting". Modante is good at mind spells. He didn't want to kill Ren, and he also knew that Ren was a holy soul wizard, and Soul Splitting couldn't kill him. He just wanted to teach this ignorant human being a profound lesson, and let Ren know that this is what would happen to those who dared to disrespect the phoenix.

The invisible fluctuations of the Soul Breaking Technique froze in the stop of time.

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 Mordant step by step, and the soul splitting technique was crushed on his chest, which had no effect like a breeze.

Three seconds later.

He walked in front of Mordant, condescending, looking down at the archmage.

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

Time stops prematurely.

At the same time, an invisible force field spread from Ren's body, and all the constant spells and magic items within the range were invalidated.

Nine-ring anti-magic force field!

Aschung, Rommath, and Livlin found themselves moving, but Mordant was already in Rain's hands. Modant, like many high elf mages, has both magic and martial arts. He is not only a powerful spellcaster, but also a top elf warrior, possessing power no less than that of a legendary high-level.

However, he was like a cock whose neck had been strangled. No matter how hard he struggled, kicking his feet in mid-air, he couldn't shake Ren's hand at all.

"let me go……"

Modant struggled to make a sound.

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

In fact, there is a nine-ring teleportation on Modant's body, which can be triggered as long as the mind moves, and the anti-magic force field can't stop it, but it doesn't take effect after the trigger. The space inside is blocked by the magic torch.

"The consul is merciful!" Aschung begged anxiously.

Livlin and Rommath also pleaded aloud, for fear that Ren would directly cut Modant's neck, and then they would become enemies with the Phoenix King.

Ren was unmoved, staring at Modant in his hand, and suddenly said with a smile: "I heard that elves are the evolution of trolls, and all elves are branches of trolls, I wonder if it is true?"

The faces of the elves present all changed, this is the most taboo topic among the elves.

There are many stories about the origin of the elves.

There is a widely circulated saying that about 10,000 years ago, during the second era of the world of Arrenus, a tribe of trolls migrated to Moon Lake, settled by this lake full of magical energy, and accepted the influence of magical energy from generation to generation. After baptism, the first high elves were born more than three thousand years later.

Then the high elves spread out again, some evolved higher and became moon elves and silver gray elves, while others degenerated into wood elves and wind elves.

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

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

Troll origins are taboo knowledge among elves.

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

Usually only dwarves would provoke elves on this subject.

Livlin, Asjunger, and Rommath, the three blood elves were silent. They were far away from the elves' hometown of Oroan. Although they knew about this taboo, they didn't feel much about it.

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

Ren choked his neck, kept 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 eyes of Modant who was struggling, but it was of 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.

"Is the troll the ancestor of the elves?" Ren asked again.

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

Ren let go of his hand.

Modant fell to the ground, breathing heavily, feeling the air was so sweet for the first time in his life.

After ten seconds, he realized what he had done.

"Under the threat of death, there is no difference between a noble elf and a lowly troll." Ren's voice sounded again, mocking: "I thought Your Excellency the Archmage would rather die than submit, it seems that I overestimated you The character of the high elves is nothing more than that."

"you……"

Modante jumped up and pointed at Ren, his face flushed again, "You forced me to say that, it was not my intention."

Then he found that Ren was holding a reflection crystal in his hand, and Ren recorded all the scenes 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 get into the ground and wanted to teleport away, but found that space spells were useless at all, and Ren also maintained an anti-magic force field.

As long as Ren discloses the contents of the Reflection Crystal, he will have no place in Auroan.

Thinking of this, Modant's hands and feet were cold.

"You have provoked a terrible enemy and lost a powerful ally." He tremblingly said, "I am the envoy of the Phoenix King, representing Oroan. One day you will regret your disrespect to the elves today."

"I'd rather be an enemy of the elves than an ally of the elves."

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

"get out!"

Ren waved his hand after cursing.

The scene in front of 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 boundary of the magic torch light a few steps forward.