Lord of Arcane

Chapter 507 Il Faran Holy Hammer Warrior
When Xia Duo came to Gilles High Tower again, Niya was waiting for him outside the teleportation room, looking at him with a smile on her face and joy in her eyes, "Xia Duo, congratulations on your successful advancement!"

"Thank you, but without the help of the Tower of Time, I don't think I would have succeeded so quickly."

What Xia Duo said was from the heart, whether it was the books in the library of the Tower of Time, or going to the projection plane to borrow future time, they all played a very important role.

Without these, it is impossible for him to become an Arcanist at this point in time.

The two of them just met and were talking, when a black-haired elf with a bronze color, or skin like gold, suddenly walked out of a teleportation room next to him, and his pupils were also golden. He glanced at Xia Duo and the two, and then seemed He left with a familiar look.

After the figure of the golden elf disappeared completely, Xia Duo asked: "Will the elves of Cormanthor also come to Severton through Gilles Tower?"

He knew that this time the snowmelt competition had caused so many troubles because Comanthor insisted on intervening and adding it in. Otherwise, the arcane competition between Netheril and Yeerlan had been going on for hundreds of years. Not so much.

"It shouldn't be the Comanthor elves, the teacher doesn't like those guys, it should be the golden elves of Ilfaron." Niya explained casually, "Let's not talk about them, I will take you to find a place first, the snowmelt competition will last for several days Woolen cloth!"

Xia Duo nodded, followed Niya and left the teleportation area.

……

At this time, seven or eight golden elves were sitting in a circle in a certain room in the Giles Tower, and one of the golden-haired golden elves, who looked more mature, took off a ring-shaped ornament from his waist and put it on the table.

A spiritual light spread and enveloped these elves, and one of them spoke, "In other people's territory, we have to be more careful."

"But Leuven, why don't we go to the embassy?"

But before the young golden elf could finish his sentence, he was stopped by his companion, "I live next to the remnants of Arivanda, I'm afraid I can't help but fight with them!"

In Arivanda, most of the nobles have been liquidated. Even if there are some omissions, it is acceptable for other elf kingdoms, and it can stop here.

But for Irfaran, he will not let go without killing all the remnants of Arivandar.

Ilfaron was founded two thousand years ago, not much later than Arivandar, and it has always adhered to the principle of neutrality, and it has been able to do a job with ease among the various elf kingdoms.

Although it is not the strongest echelon, it is definitely not weak.

At the end of the Crown War, all the upper echelons of Ilfaran were slaughtered by Arivandar, countless books were looted and burned, the land was occupied, and the people were enslaved.

The current Ilfaran is just a country established by the original civilians on the ruins of their homeland after the demise of Arivandar.

For thousands of years, although the development is not slow, it is impossible to return to the peak.With the longevity of elves, how can this kind of hatred be easily forgotten!

Even, the more you see the development of other countries, especially the development of Comanso, the more intense this hatred.

After all, Cormanthor can be said to be the largest gathering place for the remnants of Arivandar.

The golden elf named Leuven talked about the historical origin of Ilfaran, and the young elf stopped talking. He was still young and didn't quite understand this kind of hatred, but seeing the serious expressions of his other companions, he also realize the seriousness of the matter.

"Well, Leuven, Dale is not yet an adult. He will gradually understand some things in the future, so don't be too strict." The mature elf leader who spoke first stopped other elves who also wanted to speak.

Dale is a descendant of a friend of his. He doesn't want this little guy to be rejected by everyone. Youth is indeed the best reason.

"Domestic orders mainly have two points. One is to observe the development of Netheril in recent years for the reference of Alintar. Whether to formally establish diplomatic relations with Netheril, and the other—"

The elf leader paused, and his tone became a little more serious, "The other one is about Comanthor's various small actions in recent years, to find out their purpose."

Speaking of this, the elf leader hesitated for a moment, and continued: "In this regard, maybe you can ask the elves in Ye'erlan."

Because Yeerlan was established in the old land of Arivanda, it also encountered hostility from some Elfaran elves, but fundamentally, Yeerlan was also a country established by the elves who were persecuted by Arivanda.

The elf leader mentioned Ye Erlan more cautiously, seeing that his companions did not object, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he is the leader of the observation team this time, this status is nothing at all.

The so-called leader is more like a nanny who takes care of the younger generation, rather than a superior who controls the subordinates.

But because elves have a long lifespan, the communication between elves of different generations is actually relatively ordinary. Unless they have absolute advantages (such as becoming a high-ranking mage or a direct relative), they mostly get along with each other on an equal footing.

……

While the Elfran elves were discussing the countermeasures, the teleportation circle of the Gilles Tower kept running, and one by one the elves kept teleporting over, some from Ilfaron, and some from Yeerlan.

Or other people who came from the small elf country to watch the excitement, but there was no Comanthor elf.

On the last day before the snowmelt competition, the sudden participation of Comanthor added a strange atmosphere to the otherwise ordinary arcane competition, except for the visiting elf mage.

Even the dwarves, who have always been uninterested in snowmelt competitions, specially sent an observation team, hoping to discover some new trends in the international situation.

……

Severton New Town, Arena.

It wasn't until the last few days that so many so-called spectators and observers suddenly came, and the great arcanists were a little flustered, and it was a bit out of date to use the original arena.

It is imperative to re-arrange. In the last few days, every day, grand arcanists will come to watch in person, and even personally participate in the construction.

They are not needed for building shaping and magic circle laying, but in terms of linking the magic net, they alone are almost as good as all the builders.

On the last day before the snowmelt competition, the brand new arena was finally completed, and all the great arcanists from the Seven Towers were present. Apart from the acceptance project, this was also their last meeting plan in the near future.

The acceptance inspection is not complicated, after all, most of them have personally participated in it, and the acceptance inspection was completed soon, and then several great arcanists sat down here directly.

"How is the situation at the Austrian Law Federation?"

"What else? Those dwarves have used it as a tavern, and wish they could live there for the rest of their lives!"

"Don't, if you let them drink it, the Austrian Law Federation will go bankrupt, and the snowmelt competition will start tomorrow. Hurry up and drive them back to the embassy area."

"Who is going, are you going?"

Those who spoke before were silent. The dwarves have a very stubborn character and temper. If they are just ordinary dwarves or dwarf mages, it doesn't matter, no matter the language, it will work.

But this time the dwarves came with a holy hammer warrior. The direct destructive power was roughly equal to that of the grand arcanist, and the flexibility was not even as good as that of ordinary mages. However, this guy was immune to most spells.

The most important thing is that the hammer warrior is different from the dwarf mage. It is difficult to speak, and he is simply an adamantine head, and it is even more impossible to use spells.

The diplomatic relationship between Netheril and the dwarves is not bad, how could it be possible to fight against the hammer warrior who has a huge reputation among the dwarves?

As for the Austrian Law Federation being bankrupt, it was just a joke, but a group of dwarves making a fuss among the mages is not always such a beautiful scene.

(End of this chapter)