"Fletcher, do you really think you can defeat the Elves and the Wolf Nation Alliance with just five level five monsters? What a joke."
Hearing this, Fletcher smiled lightly and said something that no one expected.
"Of course, I don't think five level five monsters can defeat your alliance."
"But... if my dwarf tribe conquers the Wolf Country, it will be easy for us to conquer your elves."
"Cyril! What are you waiting for! Stop them from activating the Ancient Tree of War!" Fletcher scolded.
The next moment, Cyril's trusted men instantly started fighting with the elves who were about to form a magic circle.
This caused the ancient tree, which was about to start a war, to suddenly become depressed.
This sudden scene stunned Arvind and the other forces watching in the dark.
No one was surprised by Cyril's rebellion from the Wolf Country.
"Cyril! Are you crazy? What are you doing!?"
"We have signed an alliance contract! Aren't you afraid of being spurned by the Warrior God for betraying the alliance contract?!" Arvind lost his usual calmness and roared at Cyril.
He pointed the magic wand in his hand at Cyril.
Cyril, standing next to Arvind, kept his distance from Alvind and said with a smile.
"Arvind, we did sign a contract, but the others didn't. What's the matter? Do you think I, Cyril, can represent the entire Wolf Nation?"
"My Wolf Nation is a collection of several countries and forces. I, Cyril, am just a leader."
"Cyril, I can't stop other people from doing what they want to do."
Listening to Cyril's words, Arvind gritted his teeth and looked at the blue-haired man in front of him, with faint blue veins appearing on his forehead.
Looking at the elves being entangled by the Wolf Country people and the dwarves who were watching them covetously, Arvind laughed in anger.
"Haha, all right, Cyril, you can just be the dwarfs' dog. When I'm eliminated, I want to see how the dwarves will abandon your Wolf Country once it's no longer useful."
"Then please don't worry about it, Your Highness."
Ryan watched Cyril's betrayal with a gleam in his eyes. Oh~ what a show!
Anna and Qitra, who were standing next to Ryan, felt relieved when they saw this scene. They hummed and said that he deserved it.
The Wolf Nation had a large number of forces, and without the support of the Ancient War Tree, the Elves quickly showed signs of decline.
Ophelia, who was standing behind Ryan, watched the elves being killed one by one, her heart pounding.
Then Ophelia stepped forward, pulled Ryan's robe, and said.
"Master Ryan, you have a way to save the elves, right? I know you have a grudge against Arvind, but... can you save the other elves?"
Ophelia's words immediately made Ryan and the others look up at her.
Ryan looked at the pitiful look on Ophelia's face, and his heart softened as he spoke.
"Your Highness, this is the Secret Realm of Eternal Daylight. The elves all bear the mark of the Secret Realm. If they are killed, they are merely leaving the Secret Realm, not truly dead. Your Highness, don't take it seriously."
"I know, but... as the princess of the Elf Forest, I can't just stand by and watch the elves being slaughtered. Even though it's in a secret realm, protecting the elves is my responsibility as an Elf Princess."
"If Master Ryan is not in a position to help, please remove the restrictions on me, or at least let me do something for the elves." Ophelia said worriedly as she looked at the current situation of the elves.
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