Real elves vs fake elves

"But the four Sky Slasher airships can be put into use. This battle is a good opportunity to verify the feasibility of these test aircraft. This flying bombing machine used to replace dragons may be very effective against tanks."

Nelos was worthy of being the chief, and she immediately grasped the possible shortcomings of the tank, but before she could assign more tasks, another mage hurried over.

"My lord, Nicholas is here. He said he has a way to help us solve the problem of the Griffin Principality."

Nelos: "...What about his request?"

"Don't accept any peace talks from the Griffin Principality!"

Chapter 142 Dragon Roar - Will Surrendered

In the Griffin City, Wordsworth looked at the crystal ball in front of him with horror.

She clearly felt that her crystal clone had disappeared.

At the same time, the soul that was stored in the crystal clone also disappeared.

Wordsworth's face looked extremely ugly, not only because a part of his soul was permanently missing, but also because he was horrified that there could be such a powerful god.

More than one!

There are two... No! Three!

A fellow as powerful as Aenarion is hard to look at with mortal eyes.

"Fortunately... these guys are still trapped in the Crystal Palace. Although the God of Nature possesses overwhelming power, it will still take a long time to completely destroy Lady Crystal."

"Mrs. Crystal is a complete bastard, but how could she be a loser who could be defeated in an instant?!"

After letting out a long breath, Wordsworth tried hard to adjust his mentality.

The ability to live forever disappeared along with the disappearance of the crystal clone...

The ability of magic was greatly reduced along with the loss of soul...

"But I still have a chance!" Wordsworth gritted her teeth. After losing the golden finger, she could no longer remain calm as before, and could no longer think rationally at any time and in any place. "As long as my duchy is still there, as long as my army is still there, as long as my knights are still there, as long as my war machines are still there!"

"There's no way I'll fail miserably!"

Standing up, as if he had made up his mind, Wordsworth shouted loudly towards the door.

"Butler! Come here! I need a decree drawn up! Draft it overnight!"

Wordsworth, who never allowed himself to fail, decided to accept this opportunity.

failure.

It is not shameful to fail once. As long as you can make a comeback, countless people who admire you will find various reasons for your failure.

Just as Wordsworth began to seriously consider what price he would have to pay to make peace with the elves, this always extremely strong woman suddenly noticed something was wrong.

The woman's intuition made her feel that something was particularly wrong, and Wordsworth raised his voice again and shouted.

"housekeeper!"

Fortunately, this time the shout finally got a response, and the door was opened after making a "twig" sound.

But the person who walked in was not the handsome middle-aged male butler, but a young man with a strong and heroic physique.

"Mother, it's really not easy for us to meet again."

These few words made Wordsworth's hair stand on end, and cold sweat poured out!

Nicholas was familiar with the place, as if he was walking in his own room. He admired the various decorations in the room while speaking in a light tone.

"It's really not easy. You didn't educate me much since I was a child. I envied the lives of those poor children more than once when I was a child... But it doesn't matter. Maybe this is the price you have to pay for wealth and glory?"

"But not only did you not touch me, you even didn't let my father and brother touch me too much. I couldn't understand the reason for this since I was a child. After I grew up a little, I even made up a lot of reasons for you. After all, I was still very naive at that time, and the reasons I made up were all based on the fact that 'you love me'."

"But it turns out that you don't love me at all."

"It doesn't matter. It's all over after all."

"And now I finally understand your thoughts. You don't love anyone but yourself."

"You don't care about your offspring. You only treat us as tools because you don't need offspring at all. Whether you get married or give birth, it's all to achieve the corresponding goals."

“How ironic.”

Turning his head and looking at Wordsworth, whose complexion was becoming increasingly worse, Nicholas's expression at this moment was quite happy.

"How is it? My mother?"

"How does it feel to have your immortality forcibly snatched away?"

"How does it feel to have your sanity and strength forcibly dissolved?"

"How does it feel to have everything you have available to you disappear like a mirror?"

"How do you feel now?!"

Wordsworth gritted his teeth, his face filled with indignation: "Even if this is the case, I still have 20,000 troops! I still have powerful war machines! I still have loyal knights!"

"I have all these, so I am not someone a petty traitor like you have the right to mock!"

"Traitor?" Nicholas laughed again, "You are the traitor!"

"The Loyal Knights? Do you mean the ones outside?"

Nicholas laughed and pointed outside the window. Wordsworth, who had sensed something, immediately felt something was wrong. He looked out the window in the direction of his finger, where hundreds of knights were neatly lined up in a square formation with their military postures held high.

"You mean their loyalty?"

Looking at these loyal knights and their fanatical eyes, Wordsworth felt increasingly uneasy. Then, as if she had thought of something, her heart began to sink rapidly to the bottom.

"Knights! Say loudly who you pledge your allegiance to!" Nicholas shouted with wild laughter.

After hearing this call, the knights all shouted in unison.

"Nicholas!"

"Nicholas!"

"Nicholas!"

Turning to look at Wordsworth, Nicholas's face was already full of the condescension of a winner: "Have you forgotten who I am?"

"Dragonborn!"

"I have mastered the speed of the Dragon's Roar, which is faster than you can imagine."

"And just recently, I mastered the dragon shout of 'Bend of Will'."

"Now, the entire army of the Griffin Duchy is under my control."

"Loyalty? War Machine? Knights?"

"What cards do you have now?"

"What qualifications do you have now to call yourself the Grand Duke of the Griffin?!!!"

The voices of the Knights calling out to Nicholas echoed back and forth in the Griffin Castle. Listening to this shocking sound and this loyal cry, Wordsworth slid down the wall to the ground with a look of despair on his face.

At this moment, the woman's face was full of despair and tears.

When the crystal clone was shattered, she no longer had the calmness she had in the past. Otherwise, she would have been able to guess with just a little thought that Nicholas's "Submission of Will" dragon roar could not control all the armies of the Griffin Duchy.

If Nicholas's "will surrender" had really been trained to the point where he could control the minds of tens of thousands of people at a time, why would it take two full years to conquer the entire Unicorn Principality?

However, these issues were not considered at all by Wordsworth, who was completely unable to calm down.

With almost no loss, Nicholas captured the arrogant Grand Duke of Griffin alive.

Chapter 143 The Brave Man Who Gradually Goes Mad

After losing the influence of Lady Crystal, the arrogant Griffin Duke Wordsworth began to behave more and more like an ordinary woman. She would cry and wail.

She would ask Nicholas to spare her life for the sake of her and her child.

The cold-blooded and ruthless Griffin Duke has disappeared, and now this is just an ordinary, even somewhat incompetent woman.

Seeing Wordsworth behaving like this, Nicholas became more and more disgusted. Who are you showing this attitude to, man?

Even if it is true that this happened because of Lady Crystal's influence, the sins you committed can only be repaid with your life.

Nicholas had no intention of forgiving this woman, even though her true nature had been revealed - a woman who was so ordinary that it was no wonder her father couldn't even remember her name, she was so mediocre and ordinary.

Looking at Wordsworth being escorted to the prison van, Nicholas didn't even think of taking another look at him. He completely ignored the other party's miserable call and chose to leave directly.

Behind him, Sophia, always with a weird smile on her face, followed him closely, as if she was plotting some damn conspiracy.

"It seems that you have no intention of forgiving this woman. That's right, you have become what you are now, but it's all because of this woman."

"It's too easy for her to turn around and seek forgiveness now. This kind of person should be forever sunk in the sea of ​​suffering and suffer eternal torture."

Sophia's words made her seem like a jester, full of guidance and provocation, but Nicholas seemed to ignore it all, as if nothing had changed because of these words.

"And the subjects of the Griffin Principality!" Sophia changed the subject, with an even more bizarre smile on her face, "They have received too much favor from the brave warrior and your father, so it is only natural that they should provide help to you when you are in trouble."

"In the end, they did nothing. They didn't even offer any verbal help. They just watched..."

"They are guilty too! They deserve to be punished too!"

Sophia's words began to become extreme, but coupled with her always seductive and unhurried tone, people did not feel that there was anything wrong for a moment.

In this steady tone, the power of the God of Greed has begun to penetrate silently. Even the strongest soul cannot resist this pervasive temptation.

"guilty……"

"guilty……"

"All guilty..."

"All are guilty..."

"All human beings are guilty..."

"All elves are guilty..."

"The whole world is guilty..."

Suddenly, as if awakened, Nicholas turned back and looked at "Sophia"...

There was absolutely no one there.

"Something's wrong... I've already thrown that bitch into the monster cave. Is this what I originally thought, or am I influenced by the God of Greed?!"

Rubbing his temple, Nicholas' expression became increasingly weird.

God has absolute ruling power over human beings. It is too easy for him to influence a mere hero. Even a will as strong as steel is nothing but a joke in front of such absolute power.

"These damn bastards." Nicholas gritted his teeth and didn't know who he was scolding.

………………

Because of the sudden disappearance of Grand Duke Wordsworth, the army of the Griffin Duchy was in chaos for a while. Without a leader, those who had their own ulterior motives felt that their chance had come, and some began to secretly issue orders that were beneficial to themselves. This went on for only a few days, and the command center began to issue all kinds of extremely chaotic orders. The morale of the grassroots soldiers plummeted because they always received various contradictory orders, and their fighting will was almost gone.

Some high-ranking officials of the Griffin Principality, sensing something was wrong, began to try to negotiate with the elves, while others thought that the war should continue. Some even believed it to the extreme and hoped that the elves would compensate for the losses caused by the war...

It’s not that the elves insist on not negotiating with humans. The main reason is that anyone who receives a large amount of negotiation documents will immediately realize that the other party’s command system has collapsed, and now is definitely not a good time to negotiate with the other party.

According to the elves' way of thinking, this time of chaos is the best opportunity to disintegrate and divide the Griffin Duchy. If one more hand is put in to stir up a muddy water, no one will notice anything wrong.

So the elves started to do this, and in their opinion this could not be considered a peace talk, just like a scholar stealing a book was not considered stealing. How could something that muddies the waters be called a peace talk?

Things started to develop with the elves stirring up trouble, Niko's night raid, and the killing spree of Group 6, 94, 93, 613 Wulas. When almost the entire Griffin Principality was taken over by Nikolas, a large number of human refugees had gathered outside the Elf Forest...

"I never expected that the bastards we supported were all trash." Nelos couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the orderly refugee camp in front of him. "It's hard to say. It should be because Nicholas is too strong. After all, he is the only dragonborn in our generation. It's just troublesome for a guy with a dragon soul to destroy a human country. If he wants to do it, there is no problem."

Next to Nelos, an elven woman who looked like a wizard added: "Because the lion

The collapse of the Eagle Principality's command center has destroyed the entire Principality's military structure. In order to protect themselves, these human nobles have to fight on their own, and the result of fighting on their own is that they will be defeated one by one."

"Nicholas' power grew like a snowball. He opened the treasure houses and granaries of factory owners and nobles, and threw large amounts of wealth and food to the poor."

"In order to have the possibility of survival, the peasants who lost their land due to the crazy enclosure of factory owners and nobles had to join Nicholas' army."

"The relatively wealthy and well-off farmers and citizens were not much better off. They were first forcibly deprived of all their wealth, then forced to kill the nobles and important people, and forcibly tied to the chariots."

"Nicholas now has an army of astonishing size. Although according to our intelligence, most of them are conscripted civilians who have not received relevant training, the number alone is suffocating."

With the unique sensitivity of an elf, Nelos felt that Nicholas should be weakened.

It is not a good thing for others to sleep peacefully beside your bed. The sudden appearance of such a strong man in human beings is definitely not a good thing. In addition, the close relationship between humans and elves for more than a thousand years makes Neros have no trust in this guy Nicholas at all.

Chapter 144 Let's skip the steps of the hero's rise to wealth

"Wait a little longer. Let's reduce the communication about Nicholas a little, but don't make enemies with this guy... After all, he is a human that Aenarion likes. If we can avoid being hostile, it's better not to be hostile."