Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 135 The First Battle of the Ancients Breaks Out

The next day, a piece of news caused an uproar in the elf civilization.

A battle broke out in the hotel where Master Chenxi was located. Several powerful assassins killed many soldiers one after another, and finally broke into the hotel, causing Master Chen to disappear!
The people are outraged.

Countless elves wanted to find out the whereabouts of the Imperial Master Chenxi, and even more people believed that the parliament, which had been at odds with the Imperial Master Chenxi recently, was the culprit of all this!

Especially after the Elf King conducted an investigation, he announced that he had found conclusive evidence of the nobles' actions.

One by one, the elves took to the streets to parade spontaneously, and some radicals even directly attacked the territories of those nobles.

Suddenly, several nobles with titles were brutally killed one after another!
All the nobles are in danger, and their requests for soldiers to protect themselves are treated negatively, and they become victims of quelling public anger and grievances!
Inside the palace.

The Elf King clapped his hands and applauded, obviously in a particularly happy mood.

"Nightingale, you are the last person to get along with Imperial Master Chen Xi, tell me, he is really dead, right?"

Served by the maid who had already pierced the eardrum, the Elf King lazily chewed the grapes brought to his mouth.

Even though he had heard that answer for countless times, every time the Elf King could get a heartfelt joy from it.

Eyes flicker.

Evelyn was shrouded in shadow as always, her sexy and full lips moved slightly.

"I'm sure, Your Majesty, his throat was slit open by my own hands. No one can survive such an injury."

"Hahahahahahahahaha, good!"

The Elf King smiled happily.

However, behind him, the killing intent in Evelyn's eyes was almost solidified!
If Italek hadn't entrusted her with the heavy mission of revitalizing the night elves before leaving, the sudden death of the elf king would definitely lead to further deterioration of the living environment of the remaining night elves.

I'm afraid Evelyn could no longer control herself and cut off the head of the Elf King with her own hands!
The sound of rapid footsteps suddenly sounded.

The elf king restrained his cheerful laughter, waved his hand casually, and the maids retreated knowingly.

Before leaving, he did not forget to tidy up the clothes for the Elf King. When his expression changed and he was sitting on the throne, he could not see the slightest shadow of his previous dissoluteness.

After a while.

Serafur, who was in a hurry, pushed the door and entered. Just as a smile appeared on the face of the Elf King, the Elf Princess, who was crying so much that the pears were raining, questioned her father regardless.

"Father, did you do what the Master of the State Teacher did?
The parliament was established by you alone. If those nobles did not have the acquiescence of the royal power, how would they dare to attack Mr. Guoshi? ! "

"enough!"

The Elf King's countenance changed suddenly.

"You should call me Your Majesty, and as a princess, you should be on my side!"

The elf king's noncommittal answer instantly affirmed the terrible guess in Serafur's heart, his body shook uncontrollably, and his expression was full of misery.

Serafur looked up at the Elf King.

It was obvious that the other party was her father, but at this moment she couldn't be reunited with that person when she was a child, biting her lips, Serafur said word by word.

"Everyone has seen what the Imperial Teacher Chenxi has done, and each of them has brought great help to our civilization.

If he wants to rebel.

Maybe you don't have time to do it, father, and others will push him to the throne by themselves! "

"shut up!"

The Elf King was trembling with anger, and gnashed his teeth angrily.

"It seems that I was too slack in my management before, which made you look like you are now!"

Paused.

The Elf King calmed down the roiling anger in his heart, and looked at Serafur with a much colder gaze.

My daughter is good at everything, but she is too close to Chen Xi Guoshi, she must give up this heart!

"The Marquis of Nanrong is about the same age as you. Now that the power of the nobles has been greatly reduced, in order to consolidate the royal power and appease these nobles, it is up to you to marry him in a few months."

Serafur felt as if struck by lightning, and looked at the Elf King in an unbelievably dull manner.

this moment.

Her last hope for her father finally disappeared. Even though she has a lifespan nearly ten times longer than that of a troll, the ruthless time has already unknowingly gnawed away the ambitions of the Elf King!

too long.

He has sat on the throne for far too long.

If he could have the help of the Chen Xi national teacher when he was young, the Elf King would be ecstatic, and he would be terrified when he was middle-aged, but he would give him a chance in the end.

And in old age, the huge power that has been with him for almost a lifetime has become a part of the elf king's life.

No matter how talented he is and how much he can help the entire elven civilization, once there is a threat to his throne, he will not hesitate to abandon even his own daughter!

decay!

Two words suddenly appeared in Serafur's mind, and she closed her eyes in belated pain.

The seemingly prosperous elven civilization has spent almost 3000 years in a solitary paradise, and the center of power has inevitably shown signs of decay!
The first elf king made a bad start, but at least it didn't hurt the innocent.

But what kind of frenzied actions will the subsequent elf kings make in order to retain the power in their hands when they are old?

In today's thriving elf civilization, various career pathways are constantly developing with the help of Chenxi Guoshi.

Such a great situation, and what kind of irreversible and devastating blows will it suffer due to the shock of the upper-level power in the future, and even lead to the gradual weakening of the elf civilization in the internal struggle?

Serafur suddenly shuddered.

There seemed to be a scene in front of her, the precious extraordinary beings among the elves facing each other with swords and swords, never ending death!
But as a princess of a country, what can she do?

Heavy despair welled up in her heart, and Serafur bowed her head and walked away quickly, as if she had completely obeyed the arrangement of fate.

However, one of her fair and clean hands tightly held the hilt of the silver holy sword presented to her by Italek, and the determination in her eyes was clearly visible.

She is the first princess of the elven civilization.

Her father's decaying day by day, she can't do anything, but for the sake of those who follow her, as well as the will of the Imperial Master Chenxi, Serafur will never allow herself to back down a bit!

"Don't worry, Master National Teacher, I will take over your duties and make the elven civilization flourish—!!"

Intensive secret preparations began.

Relying on her usual prestige, Serafur gathered a group of loyal loyalists, and planned to complete the replacement of the new king and the old king on the day of her wedding!
However, after several months, an unexpected messenger came to visit, and Serafur's plan came to an abrupt end.

After intense and brief discussions, the Elven King decided to still summon the messenger in the palace.

It was a fang-faced, well-built troll.

His face was painted with oil paint of unknown meaning, and his exposed arms and thighs were full of strong muscles.

Although not as elegant as the elf, the nearly three-meter body will undoubtedly put a lot of pressure on the elf!
Under the complex gaze of all elves.

The troll messenger walked into the palace step by step fearlessly, wearing a cloak made of wild animal fur, his aggressive gaze was firmly locked on the Elf King for the first time!

"Bold! It is an honor for you to set foot in the palace, and now you are so arrogant?!"

"Arrogant? I'm just wondering."

Facing the questioning of the guards who acted as the tongue of the elf king, the troll messenger was not afraid, but instead showed a sneer and disdain.

"Before I came here, I also heard that there is a kingdom here that claims to be founded by elves.

But no matter how I look at it now, the one sitting on the throne is clearly a troll who has abandoned the ancient glory. "

This statement came out.

The words of the troll messenger were so precise that the nobles who thought it was nothing to do with themselves and who were still resentful towards the Elf King couldn't sit still, and their ears were full of chatter.

The elf king couldn't help feeling angry, his eyes widened, and he squeezed out a voice through his teeth.

"As a foreign messenger, you talk nonsense, and you can see the whole picture from a corner. No wonder your civilization is no different from wild beasts until now.

If you still have a bit of shame, you might as well visit the city under your feet, maybe you can be lucky enough to go back with some artistic elegance. "

"Oh, hypocritical cowards are always so good at deceiving themselves and others, your weak art is worthless under the arms of the Golden Dynasty!"

Completely ignoring one after another of unkind gazes.

The troll messenger stared at the ugly face of the elf king, and laughed out loud in the palace like no one else was there, the harsh and sharp laughter trampled on the dignity of every elf.

Ravage it to the ground, leaving nothing behind!
"You are such a weak and incompetent king of elves, you don't even know what kind of enemy you are going to face, I am relieved to see that a waste like you can sit on the throne!
When the scorching flames of war burned all over the country, the sharp knives cut off your heads.

When the drum of death comes.

I wonder if you can still maintain this inexplicable sense of superiority? "

"...Do you dare to declare war on the elf civilization?! Is this what you mean, or the meaning of the Golden Dynasty?"

The Elf King yelled angrily.

This sudden news was no less than a bolt from the blue. Not only the Elf King, but all the elves present, including Serafur and Evelyn in the dark, were shocked, unbelievable!

War is coming?so suddenly? !
But what is this for? !
However, the troll messenger ignored the Elf King's intentions, his eyes were wild and his voice was high-pitched and passionate.

"The day of strife is coming! The time of trials has come!

The iron cavalry of the Golden Dynasty will surely crush all your resistance. Under the witness of the great dragon, kneel before this glorious expedition from the trolls——! ! "

The voice has not landed yet.

I saw the body of the troll messenger swell strangely and rapidly, and the strong sense of crisis instantly made Serafur's pupils shrink, and without thinking about it, he released a repulsive shield in front of him as quickly as possible!

boom--

When the troll messenger swelled into a flesh and blood monster more than ten meters high, as if he had received some terrible curse, his whole body exploded suddenly!

The torn flesh and blood scattered all over the ground, but what followed was a highly poisonous miasma and a violent impact!

No one expected that the emissary sent by the troll would launch a suicide attack in broad daylight, and the nobles were not as elite as the Light Feather Army and the Demon Squad.

In an instant, the nearest elves and noble pits were brutally shattered by the impact without even making a sound, not even a single complete bone was found!

The flowing writing on the silver holy sword lit up.

The excellent increase in magic power provided by the magic weapon greatly relieved Serafur's pressure, until the repulsion shield she released blocked nearly [-]% of the damage, and the overwhelming pressure was completely dissipated.

"Hold your breath, the gas here is poisonous!"

I saw one of the nobles clutching his throat in pain, rolling around in the miasma for a few seconds before becoming silent.

Serafur immediately issued a warning.

When he saw the Elf King hiding behind the throne in fear, without a trace of his former majesty, he couldn't help frowning.

Two-thirds of the palace was reduced to ruins by the self-destruct of the troll messenger, and about [-]% of the nobles died on the spot!
There was the sound of guards coming from outside the palace, and Serafur's expression turned extremely ugly.

She couldn't understand at all why the Golden Dynasty represented by the troll messenger would make such an extreme decision all of a sudden, which was not in the interests of the troll civilization at all!
The territories of the two sides do not border each other.

The resources owned by each other are not considered lacking. Even if a certain specialty is really lacking, it can be obtained through communication and negotiation.

But for what reason did the Golden Dynasty launch such a radical assassination without thinking, so as to lift the curtain of the tragic war that will break out later?

Instinctively, Serafur realized that the trial that the troll messenger said was the key to everything!

"How rebellious this is! Trolls are all vulgar creatures, and all trolls in this world deserve to die!"

I finally recovered from my fear.

The elf king was trembling with anger, gradually dispelling the uneasiness in his heart as he scolded and insulted the troll.

Instead, Serafur was expressionless, and gave an order in a deep voice that stunned everyone, and even the Elf King turned his head in surprise.

"Get ready to send out the Light Feather Army and the Forbidden Demon Squad. If you want to resist foreign enemies, their strength is indispensable."

"No, it can't be, maybe it's just an accident..."

The Elven King hesitated.

As soon as I heard that a war was about to break out, the happy days when I just got rid of the Chenxi Imperial Master were about to go away, as if the resentment towards the troll in my heart just now had become irrelevant.

Although self-deception is weak, it is also a kind of psychological comfort.

"Isn't it?"

Serafur snorted coldly, her eyes were terribly cold, and her loud words shattered all luck and illusions.

"Even the envoys have started to assassinate the mountains in an upright manner. I am afraid that the trolls of the Golden Dynasty have already started to set off a war in our territory at this time!"

The elf princess didn't know that her casual words had already become a prophecy!
distant borders.

Suddenly thunderous heavy steps came from outside a peaceful and peaceful village, and the elves who didn't know the truth raised their heads in doubt.

The thunder expanded and soon became deafening, and the expressions of the elves began to become uneasy.

Not for a while.

One by one, troll soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding sharp knives galloped forward on giant wolves. Their agility made them come to the bewildered elves in the blink of an eye.

Then, raise your arms high!
Ignoring all the screams and begging for mercy, a merciless massacre broke out in this village that was like a paradise a moment ago, and it turned into a purgatory in an instant!
Covered in steel armor, Tolisso's indifferent gaze did not change at all because of the wailing of the elves, allowing the wolf cavalry he carefully pulled to pass by.

Butler's report came to his ears, and the dead man sent to Kesdera sent a lot of news.

All the information about the elves has been included, including the specific number of high-end combat forces and the structure of the army.

Nodding unobtrusively.

For this day to come, in order to be able to pass the trial of the great dragon, Tolisso and Butler have already put in an unimaginable effort!

As a Dragonborn servant.

No one understands the power of the great dragon better than them, and no one understands the cruelty and ruthlessness of the great dragon better than them!

Therefore, when the great dragon said that he wanted to see a bloody war, Tolisso couldn't even imagine that if he refused, what kind of cruel disaster the entire troll civilization would encounter!
Rather than letting his own group perish, Tolisso is more willing to bring disasters to the elves with his own hands, so as to please the great dragon!

Raise the blood slaughter blade.

The dark red beheading ax roared in anger, and he couldn't wait to start a series of hearty killings.

"Elves and trolls can only have a winner, and what we are about to face is a trial of the weak and the strong.

And we who were weak in the past could defeat the Soul Eater, so now we who are stronger can naturally defeat the elves! "

Tolisso's majestic voice rang in the ears of every troll, and behind him, the black army could not be seen at a glance!
Take a deep breath.

The 42nd King of Gold ruthlessly ignited the flames of war, officially announcing the outbreak of the first War of the Ancients in history!
"In the name of the great dragon, not one will be left—!!"

(End of this chapter)