"The Thorns can't be trusted! they're just using us as cannon fodder!"

"Taroko is crazy! he's provoking a continent-wide war!"

"We can't get involved in the Elven Civil War!

"This is a pointless battle! You're pulling the Kraken clan to bury you!"

"Exile me, Father, this is your choice? Would you rather let your people fight a battle with no chance of victory? Father, father, what the hell are you thinking!"

"Sorin, I knew you weren't trustworthy! You'd send the continent into war!"

"Thorin, Thorin, Thorin Thorn!"

Moccarus snapped his eyes open.

There are no elves, no forests, no merfolk and no seawater. Mocaros was stunned for a moment, suddenly a little confused.

All that was left in sight were rocks and clods of earth that had been baked red, filled with a chaotic mix of elements, as if a great battle had broken out - no, not like, it seemed like there had been a battle that had broken out here. He actually felt the presence of the water element in this lava cave, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the gray-blue trident fell into his hand, and all the water elemental reactions came from this.

"Eh, the one over there, are you awake?"

A somewhat familiar voice rang out a little farther away. Mocarus froze, bounced his hands up, the fishtail twisted in the air, straightened his position and fell to the ground, and the lower end of the trident was also inserted into the stone.

Then, he watched as the three short humans in the distance instantly prepared for battle.

"Don't get excited, human, I shouldn't be your enemy......" Mokaros let go of the trident and waved his hand, but as he gradually became conscious, some vague memory fragments also poured into his mind, and he instantly remembered the identities of the three young humans in front of him.

He was stunned for a moment, trying to say something, but the three young humans gave up their guard and fell down the moment he spoke. Moccarus looked at him suspiciously, only to realize that two of them were already covered in wounds—the other, although not visibly wounded, looked like they were physically and mentally exhausted after being mentally exhausted. He remembered the previous battles and rightfully knew the reason for their injuries.

He was a little embarrassed for a moment.

"You're awake at last, Mr. Mocarus Achias. ”

He watched as the little magician slowly approached and saluted him with one hand on his chest, "Salute to you, Prince of Achias, the great hero of the Holy Order. Welcome back to the continent of Lanman. ”

“...... You used the word regression. Mocaros was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly, "I still remember something. You told me before that it's been a thousand years since my time?"

"If my guess is not a problem. Delkora took a deep breath and cautiously asked, "I'm going to make sure first, have you really calmed down?"

“...... Presumably. Moccarus smiled wryly, "I can think calmly now." You can say whatever you want to say, and I will refrain from it. ”

"I hope so. Delkora paused, and said, "I've unearthed the skeleton of a Siren Tideherder on the outskirts of the Sunset Mountains. It has been determined that it died about a thousand years ago and has been buried in this land ever since. I don't think there will be a second Kraken team here. ”

"Skeletons...... "Mocarus muttered, a deep sadness on his face, "I remember, you are a necromancer. ”

"I've only mastered a part of the necromancy. Delcora nodded in acknowledgement.

"I remember. If I hadn't found the skeleton, maybe I wouldn't have been so crazy. Mocaros sighed, "Take it out and let me see it." I've calmed down.

“...... As you wish. ”

Delkora opened the spatial ring, and a small fish-man skeleton was taken out by him and laid flat on the ground, the gathering of death energy kept it from falling apart, and remained basically intact.

Mocaros leaned down and looked at the skeleton quietly, his eyes darkening with sadness.

Assas and Satya healed silently. Del Cora watched the scene and didn't speak.

It didn't take long for Moccarus to finally speak.

"I don't know what era it is. But when I was sealed away in this damn place, the Elven King was still Taroko. Taroko Thorn. He's the leader of the Thorns, the ruler of the Federation of Races—I hope you understand what those words mean. ”

"The Racial Federation still exists, in the eastern part of the continent. "But the Elves of the Thorns are a thing of the past—in the Elven Civil War a thousand years ago, they were defeated, and all the Elves of the Thorn Blood died. It is in the Great Plains that we find the burial place of the last of the Thorns, the High Priest Crete, and his Nightblade Knights' guards. ”

"Ah...... As I expected. They ultimately failed. Mocarus muttered, shaking his head, "Crete? I remember him, a wise man, and one of the few pessimists among the thorn elves. We didn't have a very deep conversation, but I knew that he had the same views on the war as I did...... A rare sober elf. ”

"So, what about you?" Delkora asked, "As far as I know, the Kraken was a clear supporter of the Thorn Elves during the Elven Civil War, and the Aichias tribe was an important part of it. Why are you sealed here?"

......Hearing this, Mocaros looked up at the rock wall and was speechless for a long time.

"It's going to be a long story. When the whole race is in madness, the sober will be attacked by the hordes. ”

Beginning with this sentence, Mocaros recounts the dusty past of a thousand years ago.

"I am the prince of the tribe of Achias. When I was born, the Aichias tribe was already one of the most powerful Kraken tribes. My father was a holy order, and he had seven children, each of whom was very accomplished—I was his eighth child. He also had high hopes for me. ”

"I lived up to his expectations. I have an enviable talent for magic, and I have a far better understanding of ocean magic than anyone else my age. It only took me one hundred and forty years to become a saint, which is even more than my father. At that time, there were only six Holy Orders in the Kraken Clan, belonging to six different large tribes, and my presence made the Aichias tribe a worthy leader. But at the time, I was obsessed with magic, and although I knew about it, I wasn't interested in it. Until my father sent me ashore to be an emissary of the Kraken tribe sent to the Federation of Races. ”

"We've always had a superficial connection with the elves on land, but more often than not, we've just agreed not to invade each other. But the father is not satisfied with this status quo, he wants to extend the Kraken's influence to the land and gain more say on the continent. I can't say he's wrong, but his thoughts are in line with that mad elven king Taroko's. He received me warmly and gave me the highest courtesy. Although I know that deep down he still has only pride and contempt, his performance is truly impeccable. After learning that I like to delve into magic, he opened the Elven Library to me free of charge, so that I could go through the research of elven scholars on magic circles for generations. I succeeded in researching the Kraken's unique Ocean Storm Pattern system, and the power of ocean magic was greatly enhanced—which seemed to be a great surprise to my father. After the results of my research were passed back to the deep sea, he personally went ashore and met with the elven king Tarocco. I don't know what they talked about, but after that, there were more formed Krakens in Kellophonk. ”

"At that time, I was still immersed in the shock and freshness brought by the magic pattern, and my daily destination was only the magic area of the Great Library, and I didn't care about the policies that were promulgated at all. But finally one day, I was teased in the library by a pure-blooded Thorn Elf nobleman. He said that the Kraken was just an imperfectly evolved fish, completely unworthy to walk the streets of clean Kelofink. I wasn't provoked by him, but I began to pay attention to the phenomena around me that I had overlooked. So I found out that the problems within the Racial Federation were already so serious. ”

"I thought that only minorities like the Kraken who lived in Kellophonk would be discriminated against, and that discrimination was only a matter of one or two people. But as I investigated, I became more and more shocked: it turned out that races like the Kraken who cooperated with the Thorn Elves still belonged to the upper class, while the Silver Elves, who had the same roots as the Thorn Elves, were regarded as inferior elves and inferior people, and they were oppressed and unjust more than any Kraken, and their number accounted for 90% of the population of this huge country!"

"Since then, I have understood that the entire Federation of Races has become a huge unstable magic array, as long as there is a cluster of elemental flows, the entire magic circle will explode!

"When the sacrifice of someone else's life brings wealth to oneself, all become devout advocates of war. The thorn elves used the silver elves as cannon fodder to go to the front line to expand their territory and gain benefits, and countless silver elves died on the battlefield in a foreign land so inexplicably. I was scared, I was scared that that would be the end of the Kraken, and I found out that the Kraken were just a more advanced cannon fodder for that Taroko! I found a reason to return to the deep sea and meet my father. And at this time, he was already the leader of the entire Kraken clan. ”

"I explained everything to my father and told me about my concerns, but he didn't answer me directly. He led me to the warehouse, a newly constructed sealed facility, with the most waterproof magic array I'd ever sent. My father led me into the warehouse, and I saw all sorts of advanced metal weapons on display. ”

He said that if the Kraken clan wants to develop, the biggest restriction is the environment in which they live. We are inherently inaccessible to fire, so we will never be able to master the craft of forging metal, without which the Kraken's civilization will forever remain in the backward era of grazing fish and growing seagrass. Civilization on land is advancing by leaps and bounds, and the Kraken cannot be left behind, and for us, the only way to keep up with the development of the times is to ...... Participate in this war. ”