"The breath of a stranger, has the Orsay Empire finally responded?" Nesser sensed a breath of a strange human.

The vitality on Nether's body slowly subsided, and immediately an elven maid came over to bring toiletries, breakfast, clothes, and other things.

Compared to the days of fear in Royana, in this world, I seem to be living too comfortably, and even time passes quickly, although in terms of the speed of time, this world is indeed much faster.

Nine days in heaven went on and on, day after day passed.

The people of the Orsay Empire finally chose to send someone over.

The Human Empire is arrogant, and in their eyes, the elves are nothing more than a race abandoned by the times, and they are just a shadow tree messed up within the elven race, which is not worthy of their attention.

Whatever the problem, as soon as their human legions arrive, everything will be at peace.

Compared to elves, there are fewer people in humans who possess extraordinary powers than ordinary people.

But they can't stand more humans, they occupy a wider area, have more populations, and have more strategic heroes of the human race.

The so-called strategic-level heroes are actually heroes of the previous level of the Children of Nature, and according to Nether's estimates, they are roughly equivalent to the incomplete return stage.

For example, after mastering the hole, the sword saint Trus became a strategic-level hero.

And some people who get treasures by chance can also easily become strategic heroes, such as Nether can be regarded as a strategic hero even if he is not strong enough to wear the crown of the Elf King.

The human race now has a dozen or so strategic heroes, and the elves have only two, Nether who wears the crown, and Matteo, the Shadow Tree.

From this, it can be seen that the elves have indeed been in decline for a long time.

"It's the Ice Sea Mercenary Regiment. Carlos followed Nesser, whispering the situation, and there seemed to be some excitement in his eyes.

The Orsay Empire is the main human country in this world, although it also has strong military strength, but there are actually too many elites in the army, and there are many powerful human beings, forming mercenary groups one after another.

Some of these powerful mercenary groups, even the Empire need to give some face.

The Ice Sea Mercenary Regiment is one such mercenary group, and its leader, Twin Swords, Kronas, is one of the well-known strategic heroes.

Legend has it that he traveled through the sea of ice for ten years, fought against the extremely harsh natural environment for ten years, and after conquering the sea of ice, he gained the power of the sea of ice.

The so-called Ice Sea is the Far North, a place full of ice fields, icebergs and seawater, a place that is not suitable for human life.

The chilly wind that precedes every battle is the hallmark of Kronas.

And he is not the only master of the mercenary group he established, the other members, although there are not many people, but they are all heroes with extraordinary power.

As a result, their mercenary group has an excellent reputation in the industry.

Most of the people who came into contact with him shivered at the mention of Kronas and said, "As an enemy, you can only feel the endless cold wind blowing against you and drowning you." ”

"As the battle ends, the cold wind clears and the ice field reveals the sheen of the sun, even if it is not warm, it will make you feel alive and feel the beauty of life. ”

"Ice Sea?" Nesser muttered, Bessie's adventure party was broken up alive by the Ice Sea Mercenary Regiment.

At the end of the mission, the defeated Betsy was not killed by the other party, and obtained the ice field sunlight that was not warm.

Carlos's eagerness was also seen in his eyes, and after Neisse's surgery, his strength had increased dramatically, and he was now close to four meters tall.

However, during this time, he has hardly faced any commendable opponents, which has made his hands itch to endure.

Nether didn't care, and if nothing else, there would be more places to fight next.

Walking all the way to the waiting room where the Ice Sea Mercenaries were located, before they could get closer, Nether heard someone inside talking about their elves.

"This elf clan has changed so much, and suddenly there are so many freaks. ”

"yes, some don't look like elves at all. ”

"Don't talk too much. A voice rang out, and in an instant the whole place fell silent.

"Don't be surprised by the Elven King, his subordinates are all rough people. The cold wind blew, and the curtain made of vines was blown open, revealing the scene inside to Nether's eyes.

A middle-aged man with short white hair was sitting on the main seat, leaning back on a stool that had only two feet supporting him, while his own feet were resting on the table, and a pair of sharp eyes were looking at Nether.

Beside him was a girl with her hair wrapped and her sapphire eyes, her gaze was extremely calm, almost dull.

Not far away was a strong man with a big whip, carrying a wine jug, lying on the table.

The bald head standing at the window, the hooded man hiding in the shadows, and a young man hanging from the roof, strangled by a rope and constantly being thrown around.

Nether raised his hand slightly, and the cold wind that swept out stopped, and after circling around him, it blew towards the people of the Ice Sea Mercenary Regiment.

And he was also under the escort of Carlos, sitting on the other side of the round table, his finger pointed on the round wooden table, and the pigtailed man lying on the table immediately sat up.

Krojas frowned, but instead of letting go of his feet, a layer of ice formed.

But at this moment, the rope of the young man hanging from the roof was loosened, and the whole person fell.

Kronas had to reach out and roll up a cold wind that swept the young man up.

The ice at his feet had a large number of cracks at this time, so that he had to retract his feet, and the whole person shrank into the stool, obviously only two stool legs supported the ground, but everything was extremely stable.

As he leaned forward, the stool finally landed on all fours, his elbows propped up on the table, his thumbs propped up his chin.

"Let me die!" said the young man in a dejected voice, and the next moment his mouth froze, and the bald man standing by the window swept over him with a mace and struck him on the head, and with a dull sound, the young man fell to the ground.

Amazingly, there were no wounds on the young man's head, and his breath of life was still stable.

"Ignore him. Without glancing at the young man, Kroas took out a letter with a wax seal from his bosom, placed it on the table, and said with a formal expression: "Commissioned by the Orsay Empire to investigate and deal with the matter of the Shadow Tree. ”

Then with a shake of his hand, the letter flew out and came to Nether, only to be grabbed by a hand behind Nether.

At this time, everyone in the Ice Sea Mercenary Group looked at the tall elf behind Nether.

Originally, the tall elf, which was close to four meters and had its head almost reaching the ceiling of the hospitality hall, was enough to attract attention no matter where it was.

But when Nether walked in with him, all eyes fell on Nether, thus ignoring Carlos's existence.

Obviously, the figure is relatively less than half of Carlos's, but the sense of presence has been increased to an unimaginable level under that charm.

At this time, some members of Binghai suddenly discovered that if others dared to fight against the regiment leader, or even when the regiment commander suffered some losses, they would have already picked up their weapons and prepared to fight, but when the opponent was Nether, they had no idea at all.

The elven king, who sat there quietly, had already broken half of the enemy's fighting spirit just by staying there.

"No wonder this kind of person can become the king of elves. The pigtailed man shook his flask, his heart full of sighs.

Carlos sighed, he originally expected that the people of the ice sea would be impulsive and rush up to fight, but now it seems that he has thought too much, with King Nether here, unless they are completely opposed, it is difficult for anyone to be willing to fight.

He respectfully placed the letter in front of Nether, and Nether, who took it, frowned after just one glance.

The Osai Empire already knew about the fact that humans were bewitched by the Shadow Tree, and the content of the letter was very official, thanking the Elf King for the reminder, and expressing his attention, and then pushed everything to the Ice Sea Mercenary Group, which meant that the Osai Empire would not send anyone more.

Nether raised his head to look at the people in the ice sea, and then said with a smile: "I don't think your strength is enough......"