"What do you want?" asked the priest who had confessed his sins.

"Of course it's a counterattack, he doesn't want us to live, so don't think about it. The priest closed his eyes, but his words were unwavering.

"Do you want to be buried with the whole elves?"

"The elves we are in charge of, that's the elves!"

"No, that's just your arrogance. The confessed priest looked at everyone coldly, but pointed his finger at his heart: "Don't forget, how we became elven priests in the first place. ”

"We exist to allow the elves to reproduce better, and to be selected to make up for the absence of the children of nature, but it has been too long. ”

Even for elves, more than a hundred years is a long time, they have experienced too much, and they have forgotten a lot.

"If one day sacrificing us can make the elves prosperous, then. The priest stood up, and thanks to the elf's constitution, he did not look particularly old, and a strange and familiar feeling came over the elf's heart, and he heard the second half of the priest's words: "We should be sacrificed!"

"You're crazy. The faces of the priests changed, and finally they spat out such a sentence.

"That's our mission. As soon as the word mission came out, everyone's faces changed, and the room was once again quiet.

It didn't take long for the priesthood to collectively plead guilty to Nether, and after handing over a bunch of rights, they were forgiven by the Elven King Nether.

"You two did a good job. Nether said, looking at a book of high-level secret arts.

"It's all up to King Nether. The two priests stood in front of Nether, bowing their bodies and giving him a respectful expression.

It was the two who were arguing in the conference room before, but at this moment, one of them was not as hostile to Nether as before, and the other was not as righteous as he was.

"I'll remember the credit of both of you, go down first. Nether looked up, smiled at the two of them, and then lowered her head to continue looking at the secret technique in her hand.

The Elven Priesthood is a group of high-end combat forces, and Nether doesn't want to have a civil unrest, so after giving enough pressure, he quietly contacts two of them.

One sings red face and the other white face, throwing the two worst-case possibilities to the other priests at the same time, in which case the other priests can only choose to surrender their power.

The two men walked out of the room, looked at each other in the same way, and showed a smile that was more ugly than crying.

However, Nether in the room was not actually happy, and he frowned instead.

"Isn't it good? It didn't cause civil unrest, and it succeeded in reclaiming most of the power of the priesthood. The sound of the tree of nature's tiredness sounded.

"It's not good. Nether said: "The elves have been comfortable for too long, and most of the elves who are a little more enterprising have been recruited by Mateo. ”

Therefore, although there are many elves in the village at this time, most of them are actually stinky fish and rotten shrimp. ”

"I'd be happier if those priesthoods really had a bloody fight with me. ”

In reality, however, they don't have it at all, and these elves can be simply defined by two words: weak. ”

"I thought it would be more difficult to take over the Elven Clan, but it was actually very disappointing for me. ”

"It's probably easy now, but then it's a lot more difficult against Matteo and his team. "Nether felt like he was on a thief ship.

The entire elf clan, there are not many people who can even let him remember his name, obviously all of them have outstanding physical qualifications that are the envy of most people in the werewolf world, but if you compare the spiritual will, most of them are unqualified.

For example, the Mystic Vault has now been completely opened by Nether, and there are no other restrictions, but there are still many elves who stay at home, shouting to remember forever, but never stepping into the Mystic Vault.

It's not that they don't have enthusiasm, it's that they don't know how to do it, and the fixed thinking of the past completely restricts them.

Only the elves of the elven clan need to work hard to improve their strength, and they, the civilian elves, just need to stay well.

They have felt the pain, but the pain is not deep enough to penetrate into the bone marrow.

"Is it really that weak?" the Tree of Nature was a little embarrassed, when the Children of Nature were here more than a hundred years ago, although the elves were better, they were not much better.

Nether smiled and didn't reply, let's save some face for the Tree of Nature.

"The cultivation method has been gradually promoted, and they will be driven by their appetite to gradually make up for their lack of enterprising, among which the elves who have achieved successful cultivation will be included in the garrison, and the best elves among them will directly join the royal court guards. ”

Then, continue to elevate the status of the garrison and the escort team in the elven society, and through fame and fortune, begin to guide these elves to envy even one ordinary member of the garrison, and then further promote the cultivation method. ”

Various slogans have been printed throughout the elven village along with various architectural reconstructions.

Although most of the elven civilians are still on the comfortable side, the atmosphere is slowly changing.

Nether believes that it won't be long before the elves will change dramatically.

Putting the finished secret technique back on the shelf, Nether went to his backyard, where he cultivated a certain amount of animals and plants according to the secret techniques of the elves.

I have to say that the technology of the elf clan is still very superior in this regard, and it can provide a lot of nutrients for Nether's path.

In the werewolf world, because most of them want to attribute the power to themselves, most of them study how to make themselves stronger, and rarely study how to make external objects stronger.

"Use the magic in your body to cultivate these plants and animals, and then communicate with each other?" Nesser held out his hand, and a falcon flew far away and landed in his hand.

As Nether and Falcon looked at each other, Nether's mind gradually reflected another perspective.

As soon as Nether shook his hand, the falcon flew out, and Nether's other perspective continued to rise.

At that moment, Nether couldn't even tell whether he was an elf or a constant falcon, but this sense of confusion was quickly cleared up by Nether.

In the sorcerer profession, there is also a similar technique to obtain the perspective of other creatures, which is to simulate a certain structure with mental power, and then imprint it on other creatures, through the special induction of spiritual power, to obtain the mental power signals from the eyes of the creature to the mind, and then reconstruct the picture in the mind.

This method is relatively computationally intensive, so it is less practical.

However, the shared perspective of the elven mystic art is slightly different, and the relationship between oneself and the creature can be deepened by cultivating the creature through one's own magical power, and when necessary, the spirit of the creature can directly resonate with one's own spirit.

This kind of resonance is not only as simple as sharing perspectives, but also actively empathizing to guide the behavior of living beings.

It's similar to Nether's path of infecting creatures through charm, except that one uses magic and the other uses charm.

"Magic is still different from the power of nature that the sorcerer wields. Nether thought that the elves of this world have innate magical organs, and the relatively narrow power of nature is absorbed into the body through life activities, so it has a strong stimulating effect on life.

"I've got to find an opportunity to study magic and magic organs. Nether thought that he wanted to send some elves to the test bench and let him conduct a life modification experiment to see what would happen if the magic organs were stimulated by a large number of life forces.

It's just that he is still the king of the elves, and he is not very easy to attack his own people, and although the tree of nature has long said that it is going to sleep, it is still chatting with Nether without a match.

Therefore, Nether can only hope that when he fights those shadow elves in the future, he will capture a few shadow elves to study and study.

"King Nether. A respectful shout rang out, and Nether turned around to see the captain of the royal court guard, the first elf to stand up for Nether.

"What's the matter?" Nesser pronounced his name, "Carlos." ”

"I want to be stronger. Carlos knelt on one knee and looked up at Nether, his face full of pain and self-reproach: "I'm too weak to keep anyone safe. ”