Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 175 Tell me, do you desire power?

No one knows the future of the troll civilization, but the elves are in a triumphant frenzy.

Defeating the old enemy for many years in one fell swoop is as refreshing as drinking a whole bottle of iced drink in the desert on a hot day!
Even though some trolls escaped successfully, this is not a big problem in the eyes of the elves. The Arcane Empire has completely fulfilled the oath of revenge it promised!

For several months, the elves were immersed in a carnival atmosphere.

Colorful ribbons can be seen everywhere, decorated with lights, and the streets are full of bards playing joyously. The wonderful music never stops for a moment from morning to night, fully releasing the joy deep in the hearts of every elf.

The pace of expansion of the Arcane Empire has been further accelerated.

Without the hindrance of trolls, this entire continent has become the possession of the elves.

And of course, the powerful arcane empire began to contact other races, and truly realized the whole picture of this world!

Dwarves, goblins, gnomes, ogres, giants...

In the current era, the elves, who own the Arcane Empire, are undoubtedly the absolute overlord. Each race sent members to Kesdra at the request of the messengers to pay tribute to the great achievements of the elves.

Such an arrogant manner will inevitably arouse some voices of dissatisfaction within other races.

But the naturally proud elves swelled to the extreme after defeating the troll. They were sincerely proud of their race, and didn't take this trivial matter to heart at all.

Those who are wise will force them to come to worship, and those who are not wise will be killed.

The shadow of the Arcane Empire hangs over all races. Except for the giant dragons, every race hates and fears the terrifying power mastered by the elves!
After those floating cities left Kestella, only half of them returned to the capital.

The remaining half of the floating city floated to the borders of the elves' land one after another, and let the legendary mages sitting in the town be responsible for deterring other races, and ran to farther places to conduct dangerous experiments.

Crazy experimental projects one after another were established during this period, such as the high-frequency release of the Miser energy core, the plan to open up alien planes, the release of life codes, and roaming in the astral world...

And in these whimsical plans.

Some succeeded, some failed, and some unexpectedly neither succeeded nor failed.

Even many careerists who investigate the legacy of the Arcane Empire in the future will be terrified by the experiments of the Arcanists who are extremely confident and crazy!
All the elves in the Arcane Empire believed from the bottom of their hearts that sooner or later the true meaning of magic would be grasped by them, and they were getting closer and closer to this whimsical grand goal every day!
However, all kinds of experiments that are arrogant enough to touch the taboo have inevitably caused a lot of extremely serious environmental damage.

Especially after the 'Extinction Plan' got out of control.

The entire floating city and the forests with a radius of hundreds of miles have all fallen into irreversible and devastating damage, including the elves living in nearby towns, who have also died suddenly!

The bright green pollution liquid spread everywhere, and the entire forest echoed the painful wailing of life before death!
Five legendary mages were blown to pieces by an experimental accident, and tens of thousands of elves died from environmental pollution.

This can be said to be the most serious experimental accident in the history of the Arcane Empire, and the news that came out quickly shocked all the elves!
The unbearable Oak Ring broke out!

This group of druids who regard the protection of nature as their life-long belief is the most unsightly scene. Since the high-ranking arcanists are unwilling to be decent, they will help the arcanists to be decent!
A large number of druids instantly turned to the intensified resistance army, and there were many legendary figures among them.

The leader of the rebel army smiled crookedly.

Taking the opportunity to win over a large number of elf civilians who are panicked and oppressed on weekdays, they continue to absorb the nourishment of the Arcane Empire and grow rapidly.

And after this accident, the Arcane Empire was finally a little bit sober from the fanaticism of the whole people.

The parliament passed several environmental protection measures one after another, and established a monitoring group for the safety of experiments.

Some mass destruction experiments similar to the Extinction Plan have been seized, but the arcanists who are obsessed with the truth will not give up because of this.

Numerous secret laboratories have sprung up one after another, and some of them have broken through the bottom line of human nature and intensified, touching taboo areas all the time!
The contradictions caused by the theory of blood have deepened day by day.

Between the high elves who controlled the council and the huge number of ordinary elves, there seemed to be an invisible and intangible gap gradually appearing.

The high elves own more than [-]% of the resources of the entire arcane empire, and the abundance of magic materials also speeds up the research, increasing their attractiveness to other arcanists.

The increase in the number of arcanists who joined the forces expanded the power of the high elves, and then grabbed more resources, which further squeezed the living space of the common elves!
Under the vicious circle.

It's not that no arcanist has discovered the danger, but in the face of countless magic materials that are precious enough to make all spellcasters look hot, they all chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

This is a great era.

All kinds of miraculous magic miracles were born from the Arcane Empire, and the elves, with their absolute strength, overwhelmed more than ninety-nine percent of other ancient races!

These are crazy times.

In order to pursue the limit of magic, the arcanist allowed the dangerous and huge curiosity in his heart to grow, and tried to hold those forbidden powers in his hands without remorse.

All the elves frantically seek the mysteries of magic as if following their beliefs, which makes them naturally ignore the path under their feet!
Pieces of mountains, rivers and lakes have been polluted, taboo experiments have been repeatedly banned, and the theory of bloodlines has caused a large number of overwhelmed civilians to rebel!

"I think this Arcane Empire will end sooner or later, so let's make some preparations earlier."

Italek couldn't help grinning when he thought of the unstoppable runaway pace of the elves in the 5640 years after defeating the troll.

Those arcanists who are obsessed with the mysteries of magic have not discovered that the arcane empire they are proud of has already buried countless explosive kegs for thousands of years!
Just need a little spark at the critical moment.

The entire elf clan will fall apart in an instant, blowing everyone to pieces!

What's more, compared to others, Itarek knows better what Evelyn, who has no sense of existence these years, has been working so hard to plan.

The Queen of the Night is watching in the dark and has arranged numerous layouts.

The entire Arcane Empire is like a prey that has fallen into a spider's web without realizing it. Even without the many hidden dangers caused by itself, Itarek feels that the elves will inevitably experience a painful split!

It's hopeless, let's be next!

He silently sentenced the Arcane Empire to death in his heart.

And what Itarek has to do is to preserve the vitality of the elves as much as possible after the collapse of the Arcane Empire.

The Dragon Bank is thriving, and the bank's footprints have already spread all over the races, and there will be no great fluctuations due to the turmoil of the elves.

It is said that in these years there is also a race called goblins who demand cooperation.

These little fellows, whose height is less than the waist of the elves, are envious of the huge income of the dragon bank, and want to open a bank exclusively for goblins, but they are strictly rejected by Junior.

The obvious is.

Junior has already deeply realized the benefits of monopoly, so how could he give up such a huge and ever-expanding benefit to other races?

Therefore, in these years, Junior has been busy sending his cronies to eliminate the banks run by the goblins privately. The fiery market environment has made the goblins miserable.

But there is no way, in this world with extraordinary power, big fists are the unchanging last word!

Besides, if Itarek hadn't asked not to allow other races to be wiped out at will, Junior would have wiped out these greedy little guys by himself!

However, Itarek no longer did these things himself, no amount of gold coins was just a number to him, and no feast could attract his attention more.

After Italek realized that the Arcane Empire was bound to collapse.

He also spent some energy in his spare time studying the power of legend, and quietly planned the future of the elves.

months later.

The disappearance of a giant dragon professor in the Mystery Palace caused a lot of commotion and searches, but in the end they just returned in vain.

In a remote place called 'Red Forest Town'.

The turmoil in the capital did not affect the peaceful life of the elves living here at all, and news from other places can only be learned from newspapers.

But the children here are undoubtedly the same as every normal elf, eager to join the only magic academy in the town-'Katherine Magic Academy'.

It is best to go to Kesdra after you have completed your studies, further study and study, and then grow into a powerful mage.

If you are lucky, you will be able to break through to the end of all elves' dreams, and return to your hometown as a legendary mage, guarding one side for the great arcane empire!
Life here is as plain as water, but there are also small pleasures.

And it is in such a small town.

Not long ago, without any warning, a handsome elf man moved in. He bought a large piece of land directly from the mayor and built a luxurious manor.

His appearance seemed to throw a stone into a calm pool of water. The various realistic sculptures in the garden by masters alone attracted the attention of all the townspeople. Guessing his identity immediately became the most popular among the townspeople. Tao topic!
No one dared to disturb his life and asked him if he could visit the villa.

But everyone feels it.

This new neighbor looks more like a nobleman than the 'Baron Howling' who likes to swagger around town!
But Hartman has no interest in understanding the news that has been spreading wildly in the town recently.

In the hot sun.

This elf boy was wearing a set of heavy armor that was rarely seen among the clansmen, and he kept waving the sword blade in his hand vigorously while sweating, chanting words and counting the number of times.

He is a well-known magic insulator in Honglin Town. From the moment he was born, magic power seemed to have nothing to do with him.

No matter how hard Hartman put in, he couldn't unleash the simplest zero-ring trick, let alone become a magic apprentice and join the coveted Catherine Academy of Magic.

This kind of weird physique, in today's arcane empire where everyone is proud of being a mage, is almost equivalent to labeling Hartman as a futureless label.

The children's world is extraordinarily simple and cruel, and Hartman has suffered countless ridicules and bullying since he was a child!
This also filled his heart with pain.

I can only wield the rusty long sword vigorously in the hot weather like now, temper my body on the road of endless despair, and vent the emotions deep in my heart by the way.

Hartman was just a child, but he already knew that if he didn't have the ability to cast spells, then he was destined not to succeed in the elves.

And the so-called exercise is just the last struggle with a glimmer of hope.

Swah——

Sweaty liquid slipped into the eyes, causing Hartman to close his eyes in pain, panting heavily.

He wants to join the Catherine School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Because as long as one can become one of them, there will be a subsidy of six gold coins every month.

Such a huge sum of money can buy expensive herbs for the bedridden mother, so that they don't have to eat dry and hard black bread every day, but replace it with mellow wheat and a bowl of broth!
With such an immediate temptation, it was enough to drive Hartman to grit his teeth and try to find an alternative way to join the Magic Academy after repeated defeats!
Hartman had made up his mind.

Even if I can't become a magic apprentice, I should try my best to enter the academy as an attendant of someone of my age.

And non-staff personnel like him can get three or four gold coins every month. Although it is still not as good as those mage apprentices, it is enough to make their mother and child live a lot better!

Of course, Hartman also has a small dream of being a strong man out of the longing psychology that every young person has.

But whenever he was ridiculed by other children, or pretended not to notice the eyes of self-blame from his mother, the dream in Hartman's heart would dim silently.

Only mages can become strong.

But I can't even release a single lighting technique. I am afraid that the greatest achievement in this life is to die in some unknown corner as the meat shield and experimental materials of a certain magic apprentice.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on his face, and Hartman lay panting on the ground, half-squinting his eyes weakly, staring at the dazzlingly incandescent sun in the sky.

suddenly.

A deep shadow enveloped him, and he opened his eyes vigilantly, and what appeared in front of Hartman was a handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes!

The handsome Raven stood on his shoulder, following the man's gaze to look at him.

Inexplicably, Hartman saw the meaning of scrutiny from the raven's beautiful eyes like amethysts, and then gradually turned into undisguised disgust.

Men's clothes are all luxurious, which in Hartman's eyes means they can't be offended.

Silently rolled down the dry throat.

Hartman's brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about when he accidentally provoked the other party.

While standing up, he deftly put on an expression of sincerity and fear that usually satisfies that Baron Howling, so that he might be less hurt.

But don't wait for him to speak first.

Itarek stared into Hartman's eyes, and said with a smile in the bewildered face of the elf boy.

"Tell me, do you desire power?"

(End of this chapter)