The capital of the elves, also known as the 'royal capital'.

There are frosty wooden houses one after another, large and small, tall and low, one-story and four-storey.

It is worth mentioning that none of these wooden houses are rudimentary, they are made of wood, but they are meticulously carved, and each one is beautifully carved with patterns and imprinted with magical imprints.

Fort Frey is the largest building in the entire royal capital, and the only stone building, named after Frey, the elven god of light, and is extremely large, with six floors and each floor five meters high.

The entire Fort Ferre, including the top of the fort, is forty meters high.

At this moment, in a bedroom on the top floor, the current Frost Giant King 'Law' is sitting on an ice chair.

The whole color of the room is a combination of brown and white, covered with frost, and the floor is covered with a hard floor... On top kneeling was a petite girl.

The girl is only about 1.4 meters tall, and her skin is crystal white with a faint white light.

She has a delicate face.

It's beautiful... It was lovely.

The young Elf King of Light - Shibbel.

At this moment, her small body was shivering with cold.

"Your Highness the Elven King, thanks to your weakness, I have obtained the Ice Box."

Rouse sat on an ice chair and looked down at Shibbel, his voice hoarse and deep.

Shiebel bit her lip, she didn't say anything, just knelt there, her eyes moist.

She couldn't stand up at all, her knees were frozen firmly on the floor.

What happened made her regret it so much...

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About twenty days ago, the Frost Giants, led by the strongest Frost Giant 'Law', arrived in Alfheim.

After a campaign, the Frost Giants unstoppably destroyed the western part of Alfheim.

The elves of light suffered many casualties, and Hibert took the initiative to sue for peace.

And Rouse proposes that they only want a suitable place for them, that is, a cold place.

Only then can the war stop.

"We can live together as neighbors." Laws said so at the time.

But as we all know, the whole of Alfheim, whether in the east or west, is not a cold place.

So Rouse proposed the Ice Box, saying that it would only be possible to create a small area of cold.

"It's just... Our treasure, the Ice Box, is in the hands of the tyrannical Asgardians. ”

At that time, after Rouse finished saying this, he took the opportunity to mention the long-coveted 'sacred tree'.

Because it is well known that there is an elven sacred tree in Alfheim, the country of elves, and the elves can make a wish on the sacred tree, and they can make a wish once every ten years that it is not excessive, and this wish must be pure, simple, and it is possible to achieve it without killing, and the sacred tree will temporarily wither after making a wish.

Rouse hoped that the Elven King would use the power of the Sacred Tree to teleport the Ice Box far away in Asgard, after all, teleporting an item is a simple wish.

If you don't agree, the war will go on...

If they agree, they can also take the Ice Crate with them to live elsewhere.

Shiebel didn't know what that meant... Even though some of her people objected, she longed for peace and chose to believe in Rolls.

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Right now.

Rouse sat on the ice chair and looked triumphantly at the elven king Siebel who was kneeling on the ground.

The scene at this time has already explained everything.

Rouse was content that the once-high Elven King was now on his knees before him.

He used to negotiate terms with her, but now the Frost Giant, who has the Ice Box, has overwhelming power! They have it all!

"My dear Elven King, your people are freezing to death in the ice prison one by one, and I am not to blame for this, but to blame them for being too fragile."

Rouse looked at Shibbel, "You underestimated the usefulness of the Ice Box to us!" I didn't expect to have today, right? ”

Shiebel's body trembled slightly: "Why... You can..."

"Not every race is as weak as you, you and your inferior species!"

Rouse stood up and said viciously, "Do you remember how you resisted me in the first place? Now you beg me! Keep begging me! Perhaps I will mercifully close the Ice Box! ”

"Please spare us—" Hiebel had tears in his eyes.

This was not the first time she had pleaded, and if she could save her people, she didn't care about her dignity.

"I can't get tired of listening to it..."

Rouse smirked and walked over to Shibbel.

Shiebel raised his little head and looked at the Frost Giant in front of him with a pleading gaze

"Please..."

'Snap' Rolls grabbed Sheebel by the neck and lifted him into the air with one hand.

"Keep begging me with this gesture! If you ask for it, you will all live! ”

The corners of Rouse's mouth were grinning, and he said in a hoarse voice.

"Please. uh..."

Shibbel's snow-white face turned purple, and she couldn't pronounce a syllable when her throat was pinched.

The corners of Law's mouth opened even more! His eyes were full of cruelty and excitement!

"It's useless! You can save your people by begging me, but you can't even ask me! Just die! ”

Rolls' palm suddenly strengthened! White frost quickly spreads on Shebel's soft skin!

At this moment, Shiebel suddenly heard a loud noise...

Bang!

It was as if the roof of the fort was smashed through with a loud sound! A blue light smashed in like a meteorite! In an instant, it penetrated the floor and sank into the next floor! One-hit wonder!

Rouse was stunned!

What was that just now?

With a 'plop', Rouse let go of his hand and looked up at the ceiling, letting poor Sheebel fall to the ground and cough violently.

Rouse felt like he had just caught a glimpse of a light out of the corner of his eye, and now there was a big hole in the ceiling, and the edges were still steaming...

When I looked down again, the floor not far away was also leaking, and a hole was melted... Piping hot...

Rouse blinked his blue eyelids dumbfounded—what the hell was going on?

Syllable!

Suddenly! A hand clutched at the edge of the mouth of the molten cavern!

That's a pale one! Hands wrapped in a faint blue light!