I'm ordinary, but my sister is the strongest elf

far north.

Several hours have passed since Nangong Yi and Sun God fought, and both sides are exhausted.

The two looked at each other, and the sun god said in a condensed voice: "Unexpectedly, after so many years, your ice element can already compete with my sun."

"Heh...you are the one. After all these years, you haven't improved at all."

Hearing this, the Sun God frowned. He felt the element reserves in his body, and then slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and said lightly: "In that case, let me show you my Yanyang."

Nangong Yi's complexion changed slightly.

Strategic-level magic, [Flame Sun], is the famous magic of the sun god, which can turn a city into ashes.

To deal with this move, Nangong Yi can't dodge. Once she dodges, the radius of tens of kilometers will be turned into a sea of ​​flames, and it is unknown how many people will die.

As for Yan Yang's move, since she knew the Sun God, she has never seen him miss it.

Including herself, she couldn't fight head-on.

Soon, a huge sun condensed in the sky.

The high temperature began to cover the land under Nangong Yi's feet. Some places where the ice and snow had melted formed rivers, and even turned into boiling water.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Yi knew that if she couldn't take this trick, she would die here.

She narrowed her eyes and said in a deep voice, "Strategic-level magic, extremely sudden."

But before she could let go, a voice came from behind her.

I saw a white-haired woman looking at the Sun God expressionlessly. She bowed slightly and said softly: "On behalf of the land of the extreme north, I express my surrender to the kingdom of the gods."

Hearing this, Nangong Yi said in disbelief: "Mother!"

"Little B, step back."

The strategic-level magician of the Far North, Nangong Yi, is also the eldest princess of the Far North.

And her mother, Chen Lan, is the wife of the president of the Far North.

The great president of the extreme north, Nangong Fenghua, has been sick all year round, and his strength is stuck below the strategic level. Given his physical condition, it is estimated that he will not be able to break through in this lifetime.

Nangong Yi came to Chen Lan's side, and said unwillingly, "Is there really no other way?"

Chen Lan shook her head and said, "Xiaoyi, that woman from the Mohist family is too scary. She instigated half of our important people. If she refuses to obey, a serious civil war will break out in the leadership of the entire northern land. At that time, here It will also be occupied by the sun god, so it is better to have less war."

Chen Lan looked at her daughter, and said helplessly: "If you continue to fight, you will die too. If you die, our northern land is truly hopeless."

Hearing this, Nangong Yi said in a deep voice, "It must be Han Chen."

Han Chen from the extreme north is known as a genius on par with Ye Shen, Aila, and Feng Qiandao.

He is also the best student of Nangong Yi.

But at this moment, this person has become a knife placed on the neck of the land of the extreme north by the kingdom of the gods, capable of stirring up civil strife in the country at any time.

"It seems that you have thought about it?"

The Sun God withdrew his magic, smiled, and said, "That's right, only following God's will can bring blessings to the people on this land."

"Wait, why don't you kneel down and surrender?"

Hearing this, Chen Lan knelt down without hesitation.

Nangong Yi hesitated.

Compared with the lives of more than a billion people in the extreme north, the dignity of the strategic level seems a bit insignificant at this moment.

She gritted her teeth and was just about to kneel down, but found that there was a stinging cold air blowing around her.

"This is……"

Nangong Yi raised his head.

I saw a woman appearing in the air at an unknown time.

The woman was sitting on a throne made of ice, looking down at everyone from a height. Her slender legs were folded together, and one hand was placed on the armrest of the throne, supporting one cheek. With ruthless eyes, he looked at the sun god below.

The strongest ice in the world, one of the twelve generals, Murong Xian'er.

The sun god showed an obsessed expression, and asked: "Is Xian'er here to witness my glory?"

Murong Xian'er looked at him indifferently, and said lightly: "Last time I caused trouble here, this time, I'm here to redeem my mistake."

"Fairy girl."

Chen Lan said loudly: "We appreciate your kindness, but submitting to the kingdom of the gods is our own choice."

Today they have no choice.

It is impossible for Murong Xian'er to guard them here all the time, even if the Sun God is driven away this time, what about next time?

The ending will not change.

The Sun God smiled and said, "Xian'er, you have also seen that they chose to submit themselves. Even so, do you want to take the risk of being punished by the League of Nations to intervene in this matter?"

Murong Xian'er didn't speak, but looked at Nangong Yi with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

If she doesn't even have the courage to fight against her, her strategic level will never be able to improve.

Seeing that Murong Xian'er didn't move, the Sun God asked: "How did you think about what happened last time?"

Hearing this, Murong Xian'er narrowed her eyes slightly, and said in a concentrated voice: "Last time?"

"Xian'er is really forgetful, of course...to become my concubine."

Sun God showed a confident expression.

In this world, only a peerless beauty and powerhouse like Murong Xian'er is worthy of being his divine concubine.

The surrounding temperature is dropping.

Murong Xian'er said coldly: "I've come here, I can't come in vain."

This sentence made everyone present at a loss.

I saw Murong Xian'er continue to say: "Your fame stunt, what is it said to be called... Yan Yang?"

"Use it and let you see how big the gap is between you and me."

Hearing this, Sun God showed a gloomy expression.

"Don't regret it..."

He condensed a terrifying little sun in midair again, and the high temperature swept over again.

Nangong Yi worried: "Murong, no one has ever been able to take his Yanyang head-on..."

The voice just fell.

I saw the more terrifying ice enveloping the Yanyang.

The flame above was extinguished visible to the naked eye.

Murong Xian'er grabbed the little sun and said lightly, "Strategic-level magic... Forget it, I'm not very good at naming it."

next moment.

The sun god's sun was completely frozen and turned into a huge ice ball.

The ice ball exploded in mid-air and turned into something like hail, falling from the sky and hitting the heads of everyone.

For the sun god, these things are painless.

But the shame was deeply engraved in his heart.

"Just because you... are worthy?"

"The last time I gave you face, this time I will teach you a lesson. If there is a next time, you are going to let your god king prepare a coffin for you to lie in."

……

Murong Xian'er failed to prevent the choice of the Far North, and the Western United Nations is still fighting hard with the God of War.

You know, what they are facing is the second strongest person in the world today.

And it was when King Arthur was injured.

The current situation of the Western United Nations is something that the Far North is trying to avoid.

civil strife.

The first knight instigated the remaining four knights of the round table to take over the God of War from within.

The fall of that great country is only a matter of time, and the number of victims will reach an unimaginable level.

At this moment.

Empire, imperial capital.

Xu Qin, Luo Cheng, and Gao Xiaosheng are facing the most terrifying opponent they have ever encountered.

Elder Centipede.