Real elves vs fake elves

Aenarion's unilateral beating soon came to an end. The great white lion certainly could not sit idly by and watch its own people being beaten like dogs. After letting out a deafening roar, it stretched out its body and joined the battlefield fiercely with its vigorous brute force!

Then he was severely beaten!

Aenarion swung his stick and used three powerful blows to split the mountain, but the white lion couldn't dodge such a simple move. Every time it was hit on the forehead, it was hit like a dog's head.

The battle lasted only a moment, and the great white lion was already at a complete disadvantage.

Such a sudden change really shocked the surrounding lions. Now the group of white lions hid in the corner, their eyes were uncertain, and they didn't even dare to roar. The big elf in front of them gave them too much shock. Although they were smart, their little brains that had not yet escaped the category of wild beasts could not understand what was going on in front of them.

In fact, the big white lion was also a little confused about the situation.

The big elf was roaring a war cry that it couldn't understand at all, something like "The magnetic field is spinning a million times! Kill it with my big fist!" and started hitting it on the head with a stick. When the stick was bent, he started hitting it with his fists. Each move was the simplest and most direct, without any of the complex beauty unique to elven martial arts, but it was effective and it was impossible to avoid it.

With an earth-shattering roar, the big white lion could no longer bear it, and with the fists flying all over the sky, it lashed out with its claws. This claw was so ferocious that even steel would be torn into pieces like paper in front of it.

But Aenarion did not dodge or evade. He kicked out at the same time, facing the claw that swung out. Because of the size of the claw, Aenarion's kick hit the lion's toes hard...

The big white lion burst into tears on the spot.

This round of head-on confrontation ended with Aenarion's complete victory, but how could the tough guy let the opponent go? He stretched out his hand, grabbed a tuft of the lion's leg hair, and then pulled it hard!

The corners of the big white lion's mouth twitched at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As if it could no longer bear it, the great white lion roared again, and the roar seemed to shake the entire forest, and all the animals within a radius of ten kilometers were shocked by the roar. Under this roar, the timid animals fell to the ground and convulsed and died, and the animals slightly higher in the food chain also ran around in all directions, running for their lives like headless flies.

It seems that the great white lions are finally starting to breed!

The roar was indeed effective, and even Aenarion was slightly shocked by it as a sign of respect. Just as he was about to punch the lion again after being shocked, the lion suddenly fell to the ground, prostrating itself, expressing its absolute respect for the man in front of it.

This is Ni Peng’s unique skill, the Lion Landing Style!

Aenarion: "..."

Looking at Aenarion's puzzled expression, the great white lion thought for a moment, then turned around on the ground and exposed its belly.

Aenarion: "..."

Seeing Aenarion's still silent expression, the white lion's originally sharp eyes began to become sad, angry and hesitant. Even Aenarion, who usually didn't look at people's eyes, could read the meaning from the lion's eyes.

You don't want me to wag my tail and stick out my tongue, do you?

We are lions! Not dogs! We are cats!

How can our dignity as the Lion King be trampled upon so wantonly!

The great white lion opened its mouth and prepared to stick out its tongue.

Aenarion decisively reached out his hand to stop the great white lion from opening its mouth and sticking out its tongue. He covered his eyes and began to think.

Something isn't quite right.

Something is not quite right with the plot.

Aren’t great white lions untamable?

Why would he act submissive in front of me?

There are so many episodes of "Harem Overlord", but I have never heard of any protagonist who has the ability to tame a creature like a white lion?

If I didn't know that this thing could not be tamed, I wouldn't have beaten it so hard.

What exactly went wrong?

Chapter 61: A jackal and a tiger

Because of Aenarion's thoughts, all the creatures present became extremely silent for a moment. Even a few elves in the warehouse ran out and stood in a row, but no one (lion) paid any attention to them.

After a long moment, Aenarion raised his head and looked at the lion lying on the ground with its white belly exposed.

"Explain your purpose."

Big white lion: “?”

Aenarion's expression remained unchanged, his Sima face was extremely handsome. "I have been following you for a long time, and I found that your actions are very purposeful. Your actions are not just for hunting or survival. Your planned behavior is too obvious."

"State your reasons."

Big White Lion: “…”

A bunch of thorns and an arrow fell at Aenarion's feet. After throwing these two things to him, the great white lion once again assumed a tamed posture, and as it moved, all the white lions around it assumed the same posture.

Aenarion looked at the two objects at his feet and again remained silent.

This silence brought uneasiness to everyone around him. Aenarion now had an aura of authority that was intimidating without him even saying a word, which was enough to scare people into silence.

Of course, Aenarion would never tell anyone else what he was really thinking at the moment.

His idea now is very simple -

Hey turkey, your competitor is coming.

The thorns represent the god of the wilderness, and the arrowheads represent the god of hunting. The Wild Elves and Moon Elves who worship these two gods are quite at odds with each other, but now these two gods have extended an olive branch to Aenarion.

Not knowing what the two gods meant, Aenarion ignored the two things at his feet out of caution. He looked up at the great white lion, his expression still serious.

"I roughly understand what you mean. Now you have two choices. One is to return to Savage Tyranny to report to your master. The other is to join my army, but you need to convert."

"Make your choice now."

The great white lion and the other white lions remained motionless. Aenarion waited for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, I respect your choice and hope you won't regret it."

Turning his head to look at the group of white deer elves, Aenarion was about to speak when the elves knelt down very smartly, sitting in a row, looking very well-behaved.

Aenarion nodded. "Very good. That saves me the trouble."

"Now, I want you to restore this building."

The elves quickly followed the order and left. Aenarion turned to look at the lions. Under his sharp gaze, all the lions showed shocked expressions.

Are you sure?

Are we lions?!

How did the idea of ​​having us restore the building come to you?

Even if I want to work, I don't have the conditions. Even if I have the intention, my claws won't agree, right?

If you ask us to do human work, then you are just making things difficult for us, Fat Lion.

Aenarion stared at the lions with an expressionless look, continuing to apply pressure.

The lions lowered their heads and followed the elves.

In this way, a wonderful scene of elves and white lions working together appeared in this small military station.

And Aenarion did not supervise their work. He just patrolled around the military station, carefully observing the various facilities and buildings of this small fortress.

At the same time, he was also waiting for the arrival of the remaining one hundred archers, as well as some other things.

... Not far away, in a bush that had been observing the military station...

A hunchbacked humanoid creature with a shriveled body and ugly features, with obvious female features, and its limbs and back covered with layers of large black crow feathers, looking hateful and terrifying.

This is the Crow Hag.

The other was tall and muscular, about the same size as a swamp troll, but more robust and less hunched. His arms were similar to those of a human, but his fingers were proportionally longer, and his legs were like those of a stag with recurved joints and hooves. His head was

Its head is similar to that of an elf, but it has a large green beard, and two antlers that are larger than those of a giant stag extend from its forehead.

This is the Wendigo.

One of them is the messenger of the God of Wilderness, and the other is the favorite of the God of Hunting.

"It is so disappointing that Aenarion has refused my Lord's invitation!"

"The Hunting God is very optimistic about him, but he has never shown any intention of contacting our Lord. It is really disappointing."

"This man is so ungrateful! The Chosen One said before we left that if he doesn't choose to join, we need to teach him a lesson!"

The sharp voice of the Crow Hag sounds like the unpleasant cry of a crow. This strange creature is a pure magical creature. They are born because of their gods and will die because of their gods. Their lives are completely controlled by the supreme existence beyond the world.

"But this may be God's own decision." Wendigo said in a deep voice, "If we really do something out of line, we may offend the supreme Lord."

“But if we don’t do anything out of line, we will offend God’s Chosen One before we offend our Lord.” The Crow Ghost replied, but she didn’t mean to be rebellious, but more of annoyance.

These two are a husband and wife team.

Among the wild people, the crow witch and the Wendigo are usually a couple.

Unlike Moonborn elves where women make up the absolute majority, Wildborn elves have no women, only men. Due to doctrinal issues, Wildborn elves never mate with Moonborn elves. Their only candidate for wife is the Crow Hag.

Just as the couple was struggling over what to do, the Wendigo suddenly turned around and looked in a certain direction in the jungle.

"Who! Come out!"

Just after he raised the alarm, the Crow Hag finally reacted and looked in the same direction as the Wendigo.

There, four big elves slowly appeared.

With a resolute expression, a strong physique, excellent equipment, and a posture born for battle, he is known to be the best among the big elves.

The fourth secret master, who was trained by Aenarion, finally made his debut.

The strong pressure from the four big guys was approaching the two of them. The stimulated Wendigo let out a terrifying howl, and then rushed over with overwhelming force. The Crow Hag cast a spell with both hands after a strange cry. As she moved, the Wendigo's body glowed with a bright green light, and its fur seemed to become thicker and tighter.

Seeing this, the four Mi Tou did not dare to delay and immediately withdrew, but their hands did not stop moving. Several flying knives pierced Wendigo's face, but these flying knives did not cause any effective damage under the blocking of the green light.

"Retreat! Report the situation here to the king! We cannot defeat this monster!"

Without hesitation, two flash grenades hit the Wendigo's face directly. Under the strong light, the Wendigo let out a painful wail. In this short moment, Mi Tousi disappeared on the spot and was nowhere to be seen.

After a brief encounter, both sides returned empty-handed, but the appearance of the Wendigo represented that the wild people who had been dormant in the tyranny of the wilderness seemed to have begun to move for some reason.

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Chapter 62: Princess's Revenge

The White Deer Royal Court is the only royal court bordering the barbaric tyranny. It is a royal court that has suffered great losses for various reasons. It is a royal court that has to be used as a gun by others for various reasons.

All in all, it is extremely miserable, not like the elves are miserable. It is so miserable that other royal courts do not want to annex them. Swallowing this place is not called invasion, it is called poverty alleviation.

The current White Deer King stood on the highest tower overlooking the entire forest. This was an entertainment activity that she had to do every day, the kind that she couldn't miss. She had been living on this for hundreds of years.

200 years ago, after a series of court struggles, this sister chose to eliminate all her competitors by poisoning the wine and won the throne, and then she discovered a small problem.

As the 12th heir, she had never been properly trained as an heir, so she did not know how to use the Supreme Tower (full name: Environmental and Biological Detection Tower). Because of her poisoning, all the elves who knew how to use this tower were gone.

It's just oh wow.

The ordinary white deer elves didn't know why the giant stag no longer responded to their calls, but the king knew it clearly.

Not only did she know all about this matter, she also knew the reason why the magical creatures in the White Deer Principality were becoming more and more violent.

The reason is nothing more than an administrator lost the management key...

When a force is on the decline, there will always be someone who steps on the accelerator hard.

The current White Deer King is essentially tap dancing in a 360-degree spiral on the accelerator.

But it doesn't matter, at least she got what she had always dreamed of.

“There’s still no news on Lothern’s side.

"Any news?" White Deer King asked without turning his head. Judging from her back, she was a very powerful lady. "Almost all our troops have been mobilized. No matter what happens, there should be some response."

Although her voice was steady and her expression was unchanged, judging from the content of her words, this girl was a little anxious.

Behind her, the courtier was calmer than she was. "Relax my king. Your knights are invincible. The whole world will be amazed by their riding. Even if Aenarion knew, he would be exhausted. You can easily make a fool of this fool with a little trick."

As if he had not noticed the strange tone of the courtier behind him, the White Deer King nodded and said, "You are right. Aenarion is a poor guy who has only force but no wisdom. Although none of my men can defeat him, we only need to..."