Walking in this city of upper-class elves, Hu Feng also had a deeper understanding of this elf group.

This group of believers of his own is simply more enjoyable and luxurious than anyone else, and they are extremely unpopular, high up, and seriously detached from the masses of the people.

The people who live here are all upper-level elves, and the lowest is the level of an archmage.

Ordinary Night Elves? Don't even think about it, they can't even enter the gate.

Traces of arcane energy have filled every corner of the city, even to the point of making a fuss.

Magic broom, magic vacuum cleaner, magic crucible, magic automatic cutlery, magic automatic toilet, magic traffic manhole cover... Ahem, frisbee.

Magic magic, magic everywhere!

It seems that this group of high-level elves are unwilling to do anything other than the magic study they are interested in.

Is this a horse streading another kind of fully automatic industrial society?

The architectural style of the whole city is also extremely extravagant, taking the exquisite and complex royal style of Queen Esarine's Palace, pursuing art and beauty, and putting practicality on the back burner.

After visiting all the way, Boss Hu enjoyed the feeling of being worshiped by 10,000 people, and the upper elves gathered on the side of the road, kneeling on the ground feverishly and reverently, chanting all kinds of words of praise and prayer.

As an extension of the will of the gods in the mortal world, and also as the ruler of the upper elves, the huge core mage tower in the center of the city has now become Hu Feng's private residence.

This is a true god! a living titan!

The upper elves always felt a little overwhelmed and nervous about this, and always felt that what they were doing would not be too superficial and vulgar.

Heaven and earth can be learned, and what the upper elves value most is all kinds of complicated etiquette, as well as their own demeanor and traditions.

But all this is just the self-righteousness of mortals after all, they don't know whether the existence of the Titan gods at this level can agree with their actions, so everything is according to unprecedented over-spec standards.

In the evening, the High Elves hold one of their favorite events for the Lord Sarodar: a feast.

A small banquet in three days and a large banquet in five days, this has simply become the unspoken rule of the upper-class elf society.

The venue for the banquet is located in the Courtyard of the Stars, the most extravagant manor in Sulama City, and the first choice for the highest level banquets.

In the open-air hall in the center of the courtyard, thin green veils hung all over the surrounding walls, and the green veils were also enchanted, and the soft and faint arcane light slowly flowed on them, and then randomly formed a variety of exquisite patterns and patterns, or starlight.

The style of the upper elves' banquets is somewhat similar to that of the Western reception on Earth, where the guests stand in pairs, whispering to each other about their topics, or waiting for important people to take the stage to give public speeches.

At tonight's banquet, the upper-class elves are also full of energy, absolutely extraordinary, and the specifications are so high that they are simply outrageous.

A group of "maids" dressed in faint gauze skirts carried delicate trays through the banquet hall.

These maids were all female elven archmages, usually proud and cold, but tonight, with soft smiles that were already a little unfamiliar, they tried to show their feminine side.

Ordinary maids, get out! The main guest tonight is the Titan gods! Do you understand, you stupid pigs!

As for the banquet drinks, they were emptied of Sulama's treasure cellar, and all of them were aged moonshine from the court of Asaline.

Rotten! Evil old society, what a beautiful thing...

Surrounded by a group of archmage maids and carefully served, Boss Hu, who had been lonely and lonely for countless years, said that he was finally happy tonight.

The graceful body under the gauze skirt would make intimate contact with Hu Feng's arm from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally, and the originally extremely powerful archmage was now a weak look like a bird, which simply greatly satisfied the violently inflated machismo emotion.

The upper elves who participated in the banquet began to be jealous of those handmaidens at this moment, and among the people present, only those handmaidens dared to go up and talk to the Titan gods, and looking at the expression of the Sarodar gods, he did not seem to resist such exchanges, and talked and laughed with the handmaidens around him.

It seems that he is happy, and he will also give those maids a trace of divine power, as the most powerful means of life preservation or attack, which makes the elves attending the banquet even more red-eyed.

How can Lao Tzu be a handle!

Why didn't the old lady run for the maid!

But fortunately, everyone was finally relieved, and it seemed that Lord Shenzun was very satisfied with the banquet carefully planned by the upper elves.

"Lord God, I wonder if your loyal believer Alysande has the honor to give you a drink?"

Seeing Elisandre coming up, the archmage's maids saluted one after another, and then withdrew in amusement.

As for the archmage Elisander, except for Lord Darth Rema, the other elves are honestly a little afraid of her.

This archmage who has no family connections, but has risen all the way up with her incomparably studious attitude and excellent potential, her great strength and extremely harsh and decisive style of action have long been known in Sulama.

Strictly speaking, the upper-class elves are not much different from the ordinary night elves, the former just have a lot of energy tattoos, and the light in their eyes has changed to arcane purple.

Ellie Sander wore a rare soft tulle dress, the patterns on the skirt were intricate and exquisite, and the same shimmered with a faint energy light.

"Yes, I found that the elf's moonshine wine tastes good, but it's a little top, and I feel a little light now, um... ”

With a smile, Hu Feng touched the wine glass with Elisunde, who was kneeling down in front of him, and drank it all, and Elisander immediately got up and respectfully filled the Titan's wine glass again.

Well... It's big and full. . .

Boss Hu glanced at the female elf who leaned over to pour wine.

"It's an honor that you liked our elves' moonshine, but I didn't expect the Titans to be drunk as well. ”

"If I temporarily forbid my divine powers, and if I can't experience anything, wouldn't life be too boring?"

"You are a wise deity, and I am deeply taught-by by your insights into the meaning of life. Elisandre replied softly, smashing her glass with the Titan in front of her again.

"Come on, don't be so formulaic and pat me on the back, the Chosen One has communicated with me for so long, you don't know my style, right?"

Elisandre smiled and nodded.

"I see, you are a pragmatist and simple deity, but your attitude towards your own followers does surprise me, I thought that the gods would keep their distance from their followers and maintain that high mystery. ”

Hearing this, Hu Feng leaned forward and stared at the female elf.

"Because I don't need it, heretics and ungodliness will die a painful death in the depletion of magical power, and my divine power can easily destroy any city that seems impregnable to you, so I don't need a useless sense of mystery and distance to maintain my supreme authority, and here I am sitting now, it is authority. ”

Elisander immediately lowered her head.

"Thank you, Lord Divine Venerable, the High Elves will never let you down. ”

Hu Feng laughed a few times at this time, "However, then again, being serious regardless of the occasion will only make me distance from others, and my easy-going will also depend on who I am facing, and for devout believers, I don't mind having fun with them." ”

"So... What is your attitude towards me, Lord God?"

Elisand's head was raised, her expression extremely supple.

"Ahh I think we'll have a lot to talk about. ”

Hu Feng smiled again and raised the wine glass in his hand.