The elves who gathered around looked at each other, and many of them were moved.

However, the power of the priesthood is still too heavy, and they have united to rule the elves for hundreds of years, and even further, when the children of nature are still around, there are also needs to rely on the priesthood.

In the shadows, there have been such words that the children of nature may be without, but the priesthood must exist.

This habit of looking at the priesthood in everything is not so easy to correct.

Several priests who had been scared by Nether felt their waists stiffen again, and they were about to say something about the scene, seize the initiative, and then suppress it.

I heard Nether speak: "It's okay if you don't come out, then I'll talk to the sacred tree and expel all of you from the elves, anyway, he is not very satisfied with you......"

Although Nether said that he was not very satisfied with the elven clan, his eyes looked at the priesthood with a smile.

Several priests coughed instantly, and the words that were held in their mouths were instantly speechless.

Nether knows one thing very well, that is, the backer who can control the overall situation is the natural tree behind it, and most of the previous prestige of the priesthood is also based on the spokesperson of the sacred tree.

Therefore, when he was able to communicate with the Sacred Tree, as long as the priesthood still used the Tree of Nature as the foundation, and did not dare to directly oppose the Tree of Nature, then the natural Nether would already have an absolute advantage.

As the expulsion of the elves came out, the people of the elven clan, no matter how much they attached importance to the opinions of the priesthood, did not dare to hesitate, and hurriedly walked out.

"Now the establishment of the elven clan is abolished, and it is no longer responsible to the priesthood, but it is replaced by the royal court guard and the disaster guard. ”

In any case, take the military power first.

"You, you, you, now become the captain of the first to third teams of the Royal Court Guard, wait a minute, you can go to the former elf team and choose your own team members, but before that, catch this person first. ”

Nether pointed out the three elves who came out of the first three, and then quickly completed the appointment, and gave the task at the first time, pointing to an elf who was slowly approaching, as if he wanted to see the excitement.

The elf was stunned for a moment, then his face turned extremely ugly, and he pulled out his knife and rushed towards Nether.

Nether stood still, looking at the knives that were getting closer, without any fear.

But at that moment, a giant wolf pounced, threw the elf to the ground, and slapped the knife away from his hand with a wave of its claws.

The giant wolf shrank rapidly, transforming into an elf, none other than the captain Nether had named earlier.

"Mistress Matteo, sooner or later, you rotten creatures will be wiped out. The elf crushed to the ground struggled and shouted.

But I felt that the light in front of me was reduced.

Nether walked over with the crown and let the captain of the First Guard leave, and he bent down to wipe the mud from the elf's face.

"It may have been the case before, that you have been treated unjustly, pushed to the tree of evil by a corrupt being. ”

"Although I had not yet succeeded to the throne at that time, it was indeed a dereliction of duty. ”

"I apologize to you. Nether picked up the knife on one side, stuck it directly at his side, stood up and looked at the elves around him, and said loudly: "However, it is your fault that after you have fallen to evil, you want to cut off the hope of more of your compatriots and pull them together to evil. ”

"Today, I, Nether, have been chosen as the king of the elves, and I should be the hope of countless elves, sweeping away the decay of the clan and making the elves great again. ”

"So, you who shot at me, cut yourself!"

The elf lay on the ground, looked up at Nether with the crown, and grasped the knife on one side.

The first captain, who was standing not far away, immediately became vigilant, only to find that the elf was trembling all over, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

"Why didn't you show up sooner?"

A cold knife grazed his neck.

Hot blood splattered out, and Nether didn't dodge it, letting it fall on his body.

He wiped some of the blood with his hand, looked at it, and wiped it on his face.

"Now the Royal Court Escort Team has selected twenty people as team members, and the other former elven team members are all integrated into the disaster guard team, and three groups are selected for each. ”

"A group went around to search for their elven compatriots who had been lost in the previous turmoil, and fought against the human slave catchers. ”

"A group of elves guarding around the village, every elf who enters the village, needs to check and ask, and after making sure that there is no problem, register their name and personal information before they are allowed to enter the village. ”

"The last group began to inspect the village, clean up the hazards, rebuild the buildings, extinguish the open fires, and count the damage in the village. ”

"The captain of the royal court guard, after selecting the team members, come and report to me. Nether walked towards the trunk of the Tree of Nature, and the elves standing in front of him naturally parted, and bent down to pay his most sincere respects.

"As for the priestly order, from this day onwards, any order they give requires the consent of the clan, otherwise it will be considered a traitor. ”

"Remember this spilled blood, sacrifice your loyalty, and let me lead you to glory again!"

"Remember forever!" the voices of countless elves replied, completely drowning the anger of the priesthood, their bodies trembled, all kinds of words gagged in their mouths, they wanted to say something, but they couldn't say it, and their mouths could only leave in a gray voice.

"Ah, cool! I feel like my roots are going to straighten!" the voice of the natural tree sounded in his ears, and then he continued: "During this time, I will give you all my support, and after I sleep, everything will be left to you." ”

"You trust me so much?" asked Nether as he walked along the road, enjoying the increasingly frenzied gazes of the other elves.

"It can't get any worse, can it?" the Tree of Nature didn't answer directly, and Nether didn't ask much.

The Tree of Nature must not be as he said, there is no way to do it at all, he must still have the means to counter Nether directly leading the elves to extinction.

Nether walked into the elves' secret arsenal this time, and no elf dared to stop him.

His already exaggerated charm, after getting the position of elf king, took advantage of this to spread out to the surroundings with all his might, and every moment there were elves bowing at his feet and offering loyalty to him.

Just as momentum is given bonuses by external circumstances such as status, so is charisma.

Wearing the same person in a modest outfit and a moldy and smelly beggar's outfit are two completely different concepts.

The same person with a shoehorn face, you will not look good, but if he is the richest man, you will think that this person is really fucking handsome.

With the blessing of status, even some insignificant advantages will be infinitely magnified.

Especially in this period, when the elves are in internal strife, they are completely confused, and the more this happens, the more they need someone to fill their empty spirit and become a beacon of their lives.

Naturally, Nether was their only choice.

"King Nether!" As Nether tipped through the elven mystical arts, the captains of the three escorts had already led the team to Nether, kneeling down on one knee in front of him, offering him loyalty.

"The members of the three convoys have been selected. ”

"Very good, from today onwards, the secret art library is open to all elves, and all elves can no longer be idle, and must take action to enhance the overall strength of the elf clan. ”

"In addition, send someone to the priesthood and ask him for the various secret techniques that are missing, and if they dare to stop it, they will do it directly. Nether said, "They will lose the protection of the sacred tree and lose their ability to cast spells. ”

"Yes. The three captains immediately took the order.

Nether wasn't prepared to dispose of the rotten old guys directly.

Although their administrative ability is amazingly poor, and they are still rotten one by one, they still have some strength in terms of spell-casting ability.

Since this is the case, then these old guys who have decayed and have good strength just happened to be burned.

Burn yourself and shine for the entire elf clan, and as the elven clan's elders, presumably even if they are tied up and rushed to the battlefield, when they start scolding their mothers, they will be relieved in their hearts.

Nether smiled and opened another book of elven mysteries.

I have to say that although these secret techniques are a bit rough compared to the spells of the werewolf world, the effect is really good.