Lords: From Civilization to the Stars.

Chapter 82: The Ether Sea and the Ultimatum
"Sir, are our actions correct...?"

"At least for us now, it is completely correct."

Gerke Hailing looked at the burning sea and spoke in a low voice, as if trying to convince himself, or to convince the resentful compatriots around him.

Ever since they were disturbed by human mages and left Kalimdor and came to the Old World, everything has been so bad. At the beginning, they were a great war group with more than a hundred sea beasts, thousands of sea elves, and even capable of creating a tsunami.

But after a fight with vampire pirates who were hiding for unknown reasons, they lost one third of their people and monsters, and could only flee to Albion Island. After the battle on Albion Island, they lost many compatriots and monsters. Whether they went east or west, there were powerful forces blocking them.

What choice did they have? Apart from going north to look for the inferior souls of the barbarians, the sea elves had no choice.

But even so, fate played the worst joke on them.

The most elite guards and his father, the clan leader, had been killed directly by the psychic energy tide created by the psychic primitive. Now they were still drifting in the ocean with their middle fingers raised, expressing their anger and hatred towards the sea elves.

They couldn't defeat the primitives, so they could only choose the most cruel and vicious plan. They would divert the trouble to the east, let the two powerful individuals fight, and then eat a little bit of the leftovers. By the way, the elite among the sea elves were also executing this plan, hoping to trick the dark elves with their superb acting skills.

And now, the final conclusion is that although the dark elves were fooled, the tactics that the sea elves were proud of were easily cracked.

Thirty-one sea beasts, the lives of two hundred and seventy-four tribesmen, and the final result was that an Ark of Bad Omens was successfully diverted from its original direction. The floating mountain began to move towards the Broken Land, but its purpose was to capture the sea elves and torture them to learn the beast taming techniques they brought from Kalimdor.

It's completely different from what they thought.

In their conception, their elite troops should advance along the fog in the Aether Sea, which is the unique technology that the sea elves rely on for survival, so as to cause the dark elves to be confused and head towards the Broken Land while they are in chaos.

However, the dark elves' reaction was far better than theirs. These well-trained dark elf soldiers quickly realized the nature of the ether sea through this special phenomenon.

The so-called ether sea is the replacement of elements.

The white mist in the air is essentially a replacement for the ocean. Even sea beasts and marine creatures can freely exert their strongest strength in the mist. The sea elves use this ability to increase their own strength and suffocate and drown land creatures, weakening their combat power on a large scale to sweep across the four directions.

However, the choice made by the dark elves was that they collectively put on masks. Each dark elf had wealth that the sea elves could not imagine. Each of them had a magic purification mask to filter out the elements of the ether sea outside.

While the sea beasts and sea elves were galloping in the Aether Sea, trying to take the opportunity to attack the Evil Omen Ark, these dark elves all set up shield walls and crossbows.

The rain of magic-destroying arrows pinned them to the square of the Ark of Evil Omen, and the offensive that the sea elves were proud of was shattered in the blink of an eye.

They could only evacuate along the original route.

But in the distant observation, Gelk. Sea Spirit could clearly see that the dark elves were not in a hurry. It was true that they wanted to participate in the Battle of Ulthuan, but it was still a long time before the Battle of Ulthuan. They could hunt sea elves for fun and even have more slaves to torture.

After all, if you are not interested in fish, it is not easy to find some slaves in the sea. Even the slave quota of the Ark of Evil Omen must be used carefully. And the dark elves are very happy to see the slaves delivered to their doorsteps. It is completely different from the elegant departure they imagined. The sea elves fled in panic, truly fleeing towards the Broken Land.

Gerk Helling, who was watching all this in the magic crystal, was met with cold ridicule from the people around him.

"You are worthy of being our greatest commander, Prince."

A figure wearing heavy armor, who obviously holds an important position among the sea elves, watched all this, forced a weird smile, and whispered mockingly:

"You called us all here so that we can see how abominable your clowning performance is, Gerk. Hailing? Your father destroyed our royal guards. Even the royal guards given by the Naga died in the sea tide in the blink of an eye. And you? You destroyed our remaining hope. What should we do now?"

"Our entire tribe is now only one-third of what it was when we first arrived here! Almost everyone is injured, and the sea beasts are all very tired. We are in urgent need of soul replenishment. What should we do now?"

"If we go deep into the interior of the Norse Peninsula, we can also plunder the Kislevites. Why not do it?"

"...Don't lecture me in that tone, Damont!"

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Gerk Hailing walked down with red eyes and grabbed the heavy-armored elf by the armor.

"If you were in my position, you would do the same! This is the only way we can break the impasse! This is the Old World, not Kalimdor! They won't accept our tactics here! They won't negotiate, nor will they negotiate with us! What else can we do besides this! Tell me!"

"I--"

Just as Gerk Hailing was looking at the elf in front of him and angrily took out his sword to kill it, a dazzling light suddenly stopped all their quarrels.

"Huh? Where does the light come from?"

'what happened? ’

'What happened? '

All the sea elves looked at each other in confusion, some of them couldn't figure out where the light came from.

This is hundreds of meters below the sea. Where does the light come from?

Just when they were puzzled, a voice that suppressed anger and made everyone understand the meaning instinctively rang out from the hearts of the sea elves, conveying someone's last bit of reason and kindness.

'Sea elves, I now order you in the name of the Lord of the Tartarus Lighthouse, the King of the Star Bearers, to lay down all your weapons and surrender control of your monsters. I can promise that I will not harm you. If you continue to choose to resist, you will only die! '

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