Elven Reaper

"Yes, you are lucky, human race." Akto said with a faint smile, "The elves' first grand ceremony in six hundred years, the coronation ceremony of the Elf King, you will be one of the witnesses."

Gruno and Harry had put away their bows and arrows, standing among the elves, looking at these uninvited guests with unkind eyes.

It was Akto who instructed these two elves to bring them in when they encountered an unstoppable enemy.

Looking at the legendary human race, some elves showed panic on their faces, while some elves were full of curiosity.

The young elves whispered to each other and discussed, was this the culprit who massacred the elves six hundred years ago?

So what shall our king and queen do with them?

The two young assistants with angry faces were a little uncomfortable being stared at by the elves, so they could only smile stiffly and wave to the elves stiffly.

Grum laughed, looking greedily at the beautifully dressed elf girls, and finally his eyes fixed on Haianna.

"You are also very lucky to witness me becoming the Elf King." Grum looked at Haianna as if there was no one around.

Hodder did not dare to neglect and followed Groom's voice to translate.

When the elves heard this, they were all startled. The human race will become the king of elves. What does that mean?

Akto smiled and just stared at Grum.

Grum walked towards the altar, still looking at the female elves greedily: "Now, crown me the Elf King. I am very interested in this interesting game."

The faces of the female elves showed disgust. After hearing what he said, all the elves showed angry expressions.

What is this hateful human race talking about?

The coronation of the Elf King is one of the most sacred rituals of the Elf clan and cannot be violated in the slightest. However, the human race actually said that this is a game and said that they would crown the Elf King.

"This is today's bride, she is very beautiful. I will let you see the happiest thing in the world later." Prince Groom raised his eyebrows at Haianna with a lewd smile on his face.

Haianna frowned, her face as cold as frost.

Behind Groom, the Holy Light Wolf Beqi held his tail high and followed behind Groom with a arrogant look.

The elves are looking at these human races, and similarly, the humans are also looking at the surrounding elves.

Ike and another royal knight looked at the energy traces of the elves.

The practitioners in this world are all connected with the elemental energy between heaven and earth. Practitioners can be said to be the intermediaries of the energy of heaven and earth, such as magic and fighting spirit.

Therefore, ordinary practitioners have traces of energy cast on their bodies, and high-level practitioners can feel the size of the energy traces of low-level practitioners.

However, if the practitioner's energy trace is larger than his own, the opponent's level cannot be seen due to the influence of the force field.

In other words, high-level practitioners can tell the level of practitioners lower than themselves at a glance.

Ike looked at the traces of energy on each of the elves.

Level 6 fighting spirit, this is a level 6 archer.

Level five mental power, this is a level five magician.

level three.

Secondary.

level four.

There is no hierarchy. This is a little boy, who looks to be three or four years old from the human race. One hand is being held by his mother, and the other hand is holding a half-bitten elf fruit.

Ike smiled kindly at the little boy, who just looked at him with pure brown eyes.

Ik didn't take it seriously either, and then looked down. This was a middle-aged male elf, looking at him with a rough look on his face.

Ike's pupils shrank, he couldn't see through this male elf.

You know, whether you are a warrior or a magician, level seven is an insurmountable hurdle.

After breaking through the seventh level of cultivation, your strength will be greatly improved.

But every gain comes with sacrifice. For most practitioners, the bottleneck between level six and level seven is like a chasm, and they may not be able to break through the threshold of level seven throughout their lives.

As a result, there are very few practitioners of level seven and above on the continent of Elphes.

Things are rare and valuable, and accordingly, they are also very precious.

Every time a seventh-level master appears, various forces will come to recruit him at a high price.

Therefore, when level seven masters walk on Elpheus, they are always invincible.

The population of the three tribes in Elphes continent is huge, ranging from one billion to 800 million. Among all living beings, it is almost rare to encounter masters above level seven.

Ike was born in the army. After several life-and-death fights on the battlefield, when he retired, by chance, his fighting spirit level broke through and was raised to level seven.

So he was immediately recruited into the Royal Knights, and the royal family gave him high-ranking officials and generous salaries, and he was enshrined in his honor.

Previously in the capital city of Poke, except for a limited number of masters, he had basically never encountered anyone whose cultivation level could not be seen through at a glance.

At this time, he was slightly surprised when he saw an elf whose cultivation was invisible.

The one who couldn't see through his level 7 fighting qi cultivation would probably be a master above level 7.

Didn't the Holy Light Wolf say that the elves in the Elf Forest are on par with them?

The Holy Light Wolf is a level 3 to 4 monster, so the elves are supposed to be level 3 to 4 as well, but the sudden sight of an expert above level 7 still made his eyelids jump.

But thinking that there was Granir, a level nine legendary swordsman, among them, Ikko immediately felt relieved.

The elf he looked at was the tree cave guard Oak, an eighth-level archer.

Ike was confused, and Granir was even more frightened. He was looking at the levels of the elves.

Level eight.

Level seven.

Nine levels

can't see through

When Granir saw the old elf Stannie, his pupils shrank wildly and his heart almost stopped beating.

He can't see through the level of practitioners, doesn't that mean that epic level

Here, Grum still looked like no one was around and strode towards the altar.

"Look, the pet of the goddess of nature, an ancient race with 50,000 years of civilization, a powerful race that once had an extremely glorious history, is now huddled in the small elf forest, holding an ancient and sacred coronation ceremony. How magical it is. It’s a matter.”

Grum was so excited that he suddenly reached out and grabbed a little girl elf standing by the passage, put his face close to the little girl, and greedily sniffed the sweet smell of the little girl.

He hesitated whether to eat or play with such a smart little thing.

"Go away, dirty human." A young elf woman pushed Grum away.

This young woman had a gentle and beautiful appearance, but was very strong. She pushed Grum down.

Grum was slightly surprised and sat down on the ground. When he raised his head, he saw two sharp arrows pointed at his head.

The two young elven archers had angry faces and opened their bows to full capacity, as if they were waiting for an order to shoot this dirty human to death on the spot.

Grum shrugged and shouted: "Granir seems like the cute elves are not so friendly. I think you should teach them what attitude they should have towards the noble Prince Grum."

But Granier's familiar voice didn't appear.

What the hell? Granir is always the most obedient, why is his reaction so slow this time?

Groom turned his head and looked at Granir.