Chapter 96: The Duke of Desire
This place needs a short but strong order!
Lynch observed the various tribes coldly. The most powerful of the remaining forces was Esley.
But they are also the most uncontrollable army.
Whether humans or dwarves, they are all hostile to them.
In the midst of great changes, any unstable factors should be eliminated.
Maybe we should get rid of them all and get the full support of the rest of you.
This process will not take long, and Lynch is confident of it.
The cold-blooded creature's icy gaze made the woodland lord feel uneasy, and also made the anxious Teclis feel cold in his heart.
The Holy Grail Knights broke through the magical barrier and roared that they would fight to the death with the immortals of Athel Loren.
The archmage's attention was distracted, and his spell almost backfired. Fortunately, Teclis quickly dispersed the wind of magic.
The Imperial Knights were enraged by the cruelty of the aliens to the people of the Empire, and rushed towards the War Dancers along with their dwarf allies.
Eslay was hostile to all invasions of the forest, and the White Wolf Chosen dodged arrows, only to be enraged by this sneak attack.
The Swordmaster of Hoeth tried to stop the conflict, but was dragged into it.
The ranger had no regard for the safety of his blood relatives, and took advantage of the fact that they stopped the dwarf and the short-lived to launch a volley of shots.
Enraged by this behavior, Teclis waved his hand and used gravity to rain down arrows, causing Esra to fall undignifiedly.
In each pair of eyes, a huge figure laughed loudly, constantly inspiring the group's desire for violence.
The sparks of passion were so great that no mortal mind could think of anything else.
Only the most determined warriors can resist illusions!
The blond woodland lord approached the lizardmen with his guards, and with a clear voice that implied a warning, he conveyed a request for communication, or an order, with a superior attitude.
The language of the Wood Elves is similar to that of the Asur, so Lynch understood the questions and contempt in it.
It can be seen that she is trying her best to restrain herself, but the elf's restraint is equivalent to nothing, and she just changes from a "slimy reptile" to an "ugly lizard".
What's more, her emotions were overflowing in the air and she didn't try to hide them at all.
Kill her!
Good suggestion, Secret Keeper.
Unfortunately, this was the devil's idea, and Lynch decisively changed his mind.
“Bang!”
Lynch decided to use the traditional lizardman method to completely subdue the group of cubs.
The Woodland Lord was like a rag doll that was slapped into the air. It hit a pine tree and fell to the ground, rolling several times before stopping.
Before the war dancers could swing their weapons, Lynch knocked them out one by one with his sharp claws.
The Wanderer rushed forward desperately, but almost no one could see how he was thrown back.
The lizard man appeared in front of the ranger like a gust of wind, and knocked down a dozen elite warriors to the ground.
The dwarves slapped their shields and fought fiercely with the Swordmaster of Hoeth, singing some kind of insulting war song with a gloating look on their faces.
Lynch's dangerous gaze forced the archmage back. His monotonous and terrifying voice was a declaration from ancient times: "Teach them how to respect, or let them die."
Asur did not take this as a joke, as it was well known that coldbloods were as honest as dwarves, as they had little regard for beating around the bush.
This is not the arrogance of a dragon, but something more terrifying, a brutality that is close to absolute order.
Mountains that get in their way will be leveled, seas that don't fit the plan will be filled in, and races that are not in the blueprint will be exterminated.
Those pitiful creatures who linger in the shadow of the Chaos Gods are the best proof of this.
There was no place for them in the plan, and the cold-blooded species almost eradicated them.
As the woodland lord struggled to his feet and prepared to draw his sword.
Lynch slapped her back with his claws again, and this time it wasn't so easy for her to get up.
Like some kind of game, under Eslay's angry gaze, Lynch broke off branches and walked among the elves, knocking each elf back to its original position whenever it stood up.
In the Coldblooded Empire, this tradition is adopted when there is a disagreement among the commanders.
Use the obsidian rod to prove your claim, the last one standing is the right one.
Considering that the younger race did not have such thick scales, Lynch kindly changed the stick.
If it weren't for Asur's hypocritical blood relationship, Lynch would have been more inclined to kill all these seemingly beautiful and flawless creatures.
They were bewitched by the ancient spirits of the forest and had forgotten the mission given to them by the Ancients. It was difficult to determine whether those tree people were a chaotic race.
The elves should stay on the island of Ulthuan. Even if they are tired of staying in the holy land, they should take up arms and fight the demons.
Instead of hiding in the forest, abandoning advanced civilization, and relying entirely on the mercy of gods.
Although the Asur are arrogant, they have power and are first-class guardians of order even if the gods do not perform miracles.
And Esley is simply ruining the great plan!
The reason why the ancient saints planned out regions for each race was to allow them to develop their civilizations freely without being affected, but what did they do? They even launched a "counterattack" against other ancient saints' creations because of the ridiculous trees.
The reason is simply that the destruction of forests is necessary for the development of civilization and is bound to happen.
The wilderness god Taldu was willing to sacrifice his own divine power to allow civilization to evolve freely.
While hitting the cub, Lin Qi was thinking carefully, should he add these lazy elves to the list? The Secret Keeper whispered in Eslai's ear, sweetly coaxing the elf, it can provide power to repel the cold-blooded species, only a small price is required.
Under its mighty power, no one paid attention to the completely distorted environment.
The absurd and bloody scenes made the great wizard hold his forehead with his hands. He no longer knew how to end it peacefully.
There is no doubt that Asur's relatives are all narrow-minded guys. Even when getting along with their former fellows, they appear to be barbaric and cautious, not to mention that they are cold-blooded.
Fortunately, the dwarves and humans took this positively, and this move effectively won them over.
The wood elves, who had not yet lost consciousness, cursed the lizardmen in their native dialect, but the continuous heavy blows eventually broke their bodies.
Lynch was unable to make the Esley surrender until all of them were knocked unconscious.
Thankfully, they were excellent fighters and also did not succumb to the whispers of the Secret Keeper.
Fed up with the unruly young species, the lizardmen simply dropped their sticks and roared to intimidate the restless dwarves and humans.
Fearing that the cold-blooded people would cause trouble again, Teclis left the Swordmaster of Hoeth to guard the wood elves and came to Lynch to provide him with the processed translation.
What makes Lynch happy is that although this group of dwarves still have opinions about Asur and the cold-blooded people.
But they abided by the rules of the championship duel and vowed not to disobey the cold-blooded people until the mastermind behind the incident was dealt with.
Humans are much more complex, but the Wood Elves unify their tendencies.
(End of this chapter)
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