Durin's Diary

Chapter 1079 Precious White Jade

The news that Dulin had slaughtered the High Elf chief god and banished the High Elf gods spread quickly through various channels to those who were interested, without him even having to speak out.

Before the High Elf Council had even fully grasped the danger and was still embroiled in a war of words with Poor, the Triune Council of Durin had already begun its operation—the list of several families involved in the conspiracy within the Farol Union was provided to Secretary Sora and Secretary Ace by a messenger from the Triune Council of Durin.

Dulin was using the two old men to massacre these families—if the two secretaries had not hesitated to execute all the members of these families, Dulin could have claimed that there were some uncontrollable traitors in the Farol Union, and that there would still be room for maneuver.

But if any of them survive, Dulin wouldn't mind involving the Tristans, and he would bypass Poole and declare that all his territories are severing ties with the Farol Union.

These traitorous families from Farol must pay with blood. Dulin can understand traitors from other places because of different ideologies, different beliefs, and because they have been enemies and rivals from the beginning.

But they shouldn't have colluded. Poole is the secretary of Austria; what right do they have to bypass the two secretaries and participate in the so-called trial of Poole?

Therefore, their family must pay with blood.

Secondly, Dulin showed no leniency towards the participants in the small countries that were part of the Central Alliance—as members of small countries, the fact that even the assassins of the Three Saints Society could not withstand them, how could he not teach them what fear is?

Uryula, along with his vampire descendants, hanged all members of each participating family in their family hall, according to the roster.

Doolin is a kind man; if it were Klein and Roberts, those two old vampires, they'd probably be eating at a buffet by now.

See how easy-going I am? I don't even want to torture these enemies. Giving them eternal death is the greatest malice I can muster.

Upon hearing Dulin's words, Uryula agreed, saying, "Young Master, you are absolutely right."

This made Dulin very sad.

If it were Eleven and Big Orange instead, then it would just be Dulin, the eternal living father, playing tricks again.

However, Dulin didn't touch the other participants, such as the families of Sidney—the Sidney Alliance, like the High Elves, was bound to fight a war eventually, so let this land witness just how terrifying the war machines Dulin had trained were.

Five days later, exhausted from their mutual insults, Poole and the High Elf Speaker finally decided to wage war.

The High Elves declared they would use their invincible Northern Fleet and High Elf infantry to deliver a heavy blow to bad kids like Pull, and stated that monsters like Dulin should not live in this world—the High Elves then stirred up some High Elf gods.

It's like choosing the path to hell when there's no way out.

As for Dulin's side, Dulin's meaning is very simple—the War of Liberation.

As soon as these four words were uttered, benevolent deities sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

There was no other way; Dulin had chosen a good name—to give all creatures enslaved by the High Elf nobles a life of working ten hours a day, having two days off a week, and earning twenty pence an hour.

Even the primordial creator, who rarely appears, gave a divine decree to his church bishops, instructing them to follow closely by the side of his designated successor, Durin.

Thus, the war transformed from an elven civil war into a war that would change the fate of all living beings. Apart from the High Elf mage towers, all the other mage towers sided with Dulin. As a result, the High Elf fleet's landing operation in the northern part of the eastern steppe elves' territory turned into a disaster—almost the entire fleet was sent to the bottom of the sea by battle mages and torpedo bombers personally trained by Dulin.

The massive fleet, almost entirely composed of battleships, was crammed into the narrow northern bay, surrounded by battle mages, bombers, torpedo bombers, and even two heavy missiles used for testing. However, they failed to hit their targets.

But having more or less of them wouldn't make a difference; the High Elves paid a bloody price for their arrogance.

Tens of thousands of high elves went to sea and became fish food. Their marines finally managed to get ashore, but were bombarded by the heavy troops of the grassland elves. Seeing the cannons stuck in the mud, these light infantrymen finally chose to surrender in disgrace.

Surrendering was useless, because the light armored vehicles of the Steppe Elves had already landed on the beach. The 40mm magazine-fed rapid-fire cannons fired several rounds at the beach where the Elf Marines were hiding. Then the armored vehicles covering the Steppe Elves infantry also came into play. The twin-mounted machine guns used caseless ammunition, which had a higher muzzle velocity and a larger magazine capacity.

All the high elves who did not bury themselves in the mud died in the pools of blood they created.

After the surviving High Elf marines surrendered, the remaining High Elf fleet tried to escape, but they were quickly crushed to death by the second wave of pursuing Eastern Elf air forces off the east coast of Copenhagen.

The elven gods, who had previously planned to fight Dulin again, have disappeared once more.

These bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong really make Dulin want to laugh.

The two-day, one-night war left the entire Western Continent stunned. The Sidneys quickly sent over the heads of those families, and the Northern Kingdom declared that any attack on members of the Walter-Corleone clan was unforgivable. They then sent the families they had previously protected alive to Vienna, Austria.

Poole gave the High Elves another chance—he asked the Primal Creator to act as a witness, saying that as long as the High Elves were willing to lay down their weapons and accept the steppe Elves' transformation of High Elf society, all the remaining nobles except for the ringleader would be spared the death penalty.

“Your brother is much more ruthless than you,” Da Ju and Shi Yi said.

Dulin can be seen as admitting that what he said was true.

Poole's statement is an open attempt to sow discord between the high elf nobles, the council, and the various dukes.

Although we don't know what will happen in the future, at least for now, the High Elves have started causing trouble on their own.

There's no way things can stay quiet; the Elven Isle of Eternal Day is already on the verge of civil war—look, the High Elves' military strength has been greatly weakened, the Forest Elves have long wanted to rebel, the Moon Elves can't stand their own relatives, and as for those 'lowly' short-lived species, they're even more 'restless'.

The High Elf Council was arguing fiercely over whether to send troops out to suppress the short-lived races or to gather them together to prepare for the landing of the Durin Legion.

So when, three days later, the war ended in a very absurd way, with long-range rockets from the Eastern Territory carrying cluster incendiary bombs landing in the noble district of the capital of Everlasting Day Island.

The high elf nobles stabbed the Speaker to death in the foyer outside the council building, and then declared their surrender to the primordial creator.

Considering that there were nearly 100,000 mouths to feed in the grassland elves' prisoner-of-war camp, the war could not continue. However, the ending of the Speaker, who was stabbed dozens of times, still made Eleven very sad.

It is said that there was such an unlucky guy in Earth's history who was also stabbed to death.

It seems that nothing in this world is new.

(End of this chapter)