Outrageous! He became the Elf King at the beginning

More than 100 kilometers away from the ruins of the ancient city of elves.

There is a huge swamp lake.

Surrounding the lake, there are densely packed buildings, as well as a large number of fortresses and arrow towers. This is the Lizardman Kingdom, where countless lizardmen live.

As for the capital of the Lizardman Kingdom, it is in the center of the lake.

There is a small island there, on which stands a city built of gray soil.

There are eight huge arch bridges on the periphery of the island.

The arch bridge spans the lake, connecting the city with the buildings around the lake.

The lizardmen in the city obviously have a higher quality of life, and some even wear exquisite robes. This type of lizardmen are basically nobles of the kingdom.

The class system is implemented in all races in the world of the Dark Continent.

The ruler controls the entire race.

The nobles under him are superior.

Next are the civilians, and finally the slaves.

Even the lizardmen, a low-level intelligent race, have adopted such a system.

…

At this moment, in the palace in the center of the city, the old king of the Lizard Kingdom was lying on a luxurious big bed, and there were several magicians in the room casting life magic for the old king.

The old king's life was about to end.

Only life magic could barely keep him alive.

But this was only a stopgap measure.

To really prolong life, only strange objects containing the origin of life elements could do it, such as the holy water of life of the elves.

"Contact the eldest prince and ask if the army has arrived at the ancient city of elves..."

The old king panted.

However, after a long time, he found that no one responded to him.

At the same time, he also smelled a faint smell of blood.

His face changed slightly, and he barely raised his head to check the situation in the room.

Several magicians still maintained a standing posture, but there was no breath of life, and a thin blood line appeared on the neck of each of them.

In addition, there was another figure in the room.

A figure wearing black leather armor and leather shorts, revealing two long white legs.

"Who are you?"

The old king did not shout for help.

Instead, he was very calm and asked in a low voice.

He sensed an extremely strong and pure dark aura from this figure.

The figure said in a cold voice: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that someone paid for your life!"

The old king's dim pupils shrank suddenly.

Soon, he seemed to have thought of something, his expression became ferocious, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

Finally, he said self-deprecatingly: "I underestimated the beast who killed his father."

The old king instantly guessed who was going to kill him.

There was no one else except his eldest son, who he had high hopes for.

This good eldest son had long been looking forward to ascending the throne.

How could he watch him get the holy water of life and live another life?

The old king sneered and said, "I am still a little anxious. How can the legendary Tree of Life be captured so easily? If it were me, I would wait a little longer until the war is over before taking this step."

The figure said, "In fact, your son did ask me to wait for his news, but I can't wait any longer."

Hearing this.

The old king nodded with satisfaction.

Then he struggled to sit up from the bed and said, "How much did that beast pay you?"

The figure said lightly, "One hundred thousand magic cores."

The old king said, "I will give you 150,000, of which at least 30% are high-level magic cores. You go to the ancient city of elves and kill that beast for me after the war is over!"

The figure said, "This is against the rules."

The old king sneered and said, "Add another 50,000!"

The figure said, "It must be paid now!"

The old king was not surprised by this result.

The assassin had not made a move on him, and it was obvious that he wanted him to make an offer.

The old king said, "How can I believe that you won't run away with the magic core?"

The figure said, "Then you can think of these 200,000 magic cores as buying your life!"

The old king also thought it made sense when he heard this, but then he couldn't help but sneered, "Aren't you dark elf assassins the most disciplined?"

The figure said in a cold voice, "Special circumstances require special treatment."

The old king said, "It seems that you are also planning to take the tree of life. But it's normal, because you dark elves are also born from the tree of life."

The figure didn't speak, obviously acquiescing.

A moment later, there were dense footsteps outside the door, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

The old king said, "The 200,000 magic cores are outside the palace, you can go and get them! If you get the holy water of life in the ruins, I can buy it at a price far higher than the Chaos Plains."

"We'll talk about it later."

After speaking, the figure disappeared out of thin air.

The old lizard king also lay back on the bed.

Not long after, a maid from the kingdom came in to move the body and clean the room.

Then a group of life magicians came in and continued to maintain the old king's barely surviving life.

Nothing seemed to have happened.

The only change was that the old king's desire to survive became stronger.

If his good eldest son had not died in the ruins of the ancient elf city, he would have done it himself. This little beast who killed the king and his father was not worthy of sitting on his throne.

On the other side.

The figure returned with a full load and left the Lizardman Kingdom quietly.

She galloped across the vast swamp plain.

The strong wind blew up the black hood on her head, revealing a pair of dark red eyes and faintly visible pointed ears.

Just as the old Lizardman king said.

She is a dark elf assassin.

She came to the Forgotten Swamp for practice and to make a little money.

The fight for the throne of the Lizardman Kingdom has nothing to do with her. She only cares about who bids higher. The eldest prince offered 100,000 to kill his old father, and the old king offered 200,000 to buy his life. Naturally, she chose the latter.

As for whether this unethical thing would spread...

And whether it would affect the reputation of the dark elves after it spread.

She didn't care even more.

They, the dark elves, have no reputation at all.

"The war in the ruins should be about to break out."

"I just don't know if the group of natural elves have the strength to stop the attack of the Lizardman Kingdom's million-strong army... It is impossible, unless the Tree of Life behind them has the combat power of the Saint level."

The Tree of Life of the Elf Clan can transform into a fighting tree man, which is not a legend.

The Tree of Life of their Dark Elf Clan has such ability.

The figure is extremely fast.

Like a black aurora.

She must rush to the ruins of the ancient city of the elves as soon as possible.

If there is a chance, she will snatch the Tree of Life from the Lizardman and bring it back to the kingdom to give it to their queen.

The Dark Elf Queen has mastered the method of transforming the Tree of Life of the Natural Elf Clan into the Dark Attribute Tree of Life that can breed their Dark Elves.

Over the years~

This is not the first time they have done this.

It can be said that they are familiar with it.

...

The ruins of the ancient city of the elves.

The million-strong army of the Lizardman Kingdom is at the gates of the city.

It is so mighty.

There is no end in sight.

The most important thing is the momentum of the Lizardman Kingdom army, which is far beyond the millions of undead army destroyed by the elves before.

"Your Highness!"

A figure flew from a distance.

It was a Lizardman of extraordinary level. He said to the Lizardman Prince standing on the head of the giant octopus: "The news is wrong. There should be 60,000 to 70,000 natural elves in the city, including many flower elves."

"So many natural elves?"

The Lizardman Prince was a little surprised.

It was incredible that so many natural elves appeared in a long-forgotten abandoned place.

But he didn't think much about it and said, "No wonder they have the guts to kill my people and provoke my Lizardman Kingdom."

The Lizardman strongman said, "Your Highness, I sensed a conspiracy. The natural elves in the city not only did not defend the city walls, but gathered in an open area far away from the city walls."

"This is obviously intended to lure us into the city."

"In addition, I found from a distance that most of those natural elves are archers, which may be the reason why they gathered in the open area."

Open areas are convenient for archers to attack.

"It does look strange!"

The Lizardman Prince nodded and said, "If I were the commander of the elven army, I would definitely order them to defend the city wall. After all, the view outside the city is wider, and it is more conducive to the elven archers to show their expertise."

"Therefore, there must be a trick!"

"But it doesn't matter..."

"In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy is useless."

The Lizardman Prince sneered sarcastically, and then said, "Pass the order, the army enters the city!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The Lizardman strongman immediately passed the order down.

Soon, the army of the Lizardman Kingdom rushed into the ruins like a torrent along the four nearest city gates.

It's called a city gate, but in fact there is no gate.

It's just a huge passage.

When repairing the city wall, the elf magicians didn't make any city gates at all, and even deliberately opened the city wall passages very large, just to facilitate the army of the Lizardman Kingdom to enter quickly.

The Lizardman Prince also saw that there was something fishy.

But he couldn't understand why the elves did this.

Are they planning to shut the door and fight the dog, and annihilate all the army of his kingdom?

What a joke!

There are only tens of thousands of natural elves.

He has a million troops!

The soldiers in the army are not only well-equipped, but also have many king-level and even extraordinary strongmen. He has absolute confidence to win this war.

No matter what conspiracy the elves have, he is not afraid.

However, although he is confident, the Lizard Prince does not dare to be careless. He asked all the extraordinary strongmen in the army to climb the city wall to prevent the elves from breaking through and attacking when his army enters the city.

At that time, his army camp may become a mess.

However, it turned out that he thought too much.

This did not happen.

Until the million-strong army of the Lizard Kingdom entered the city, no elves came to attack.

According to the news that kept coming back...

The elves had been gathering in the open area in the city without making any unusual movements, as if they had no idea that his kingdom's army had already entered the city.

"No matter what those nature elves want to do, just kill them!"

…

On top of the towering city wall.

Huge war drums were set up.

There are strong lizard men beating war drums, and there are bursts of drum sounds that can make people's blood boil.

The million-strong army of the Lizardman Kingdom instantly went berserk.

Whether it was the lizard men or the warcraft pets in the army camp, they all roared and roared, like crazy demonized creatures, roaring and rushing towards the open area.

Soon, they arrived at their destination.

Look around.

Mori Bai's skeletons are everywhere.

This is the western battlefield where the elves wiped out an army of millions of undead.

Same battlefield, different enemies...

It was only two days later.

"kill!!"

The roar echoed through the ruins.

In an instant, the million-strong army of the Lizardman Kingdom surged towards the Elf army like a tsunami.

Their formation is also the same as the previous undead army.

The center is concave, and the wings are accelerated and extended.

He also planned to surround and eat the elf army.