After explaining a certain person's identity, the young elf king showed a helpless expression again. "As for the matter in front of us, I also know about it. And I'm probably the one who knows the most apart from the high officials of the alliance, so you've asked the right person. If you ask the wrong question, I don't think anyone will give you an answer, because no one knows. The high officials never explain it to others. But I have to say first that what I know shouldn't be the entire plan. So at most, I'll tell you what I know. "
"Okay, please go ahead."
For Andre Pryor, the situation he was facing now was a serious lack of information. He didn't know the other party's purpose, how many chips the other party had, or how determined the other party was. The answers to these questions would affect his position in the negotiation.
After all, he had already made many mistakes because he had misjudged the mage's identity. Putting aside the problem of making up for it, how to make sure that he didn't make any more mistakes was the most important thing at the moment.
It just so happened that the little king in front of him wanted to be a peacemaker. Then if he asked some questions, the other party shouldn't refuse to answer, and would even tell him what he knew in detail to gain his trust and thus achieve the other party's goal. So in this situation, it was better to just ask directly. Didn't you see that this young king was in a hurry to tell everything?
"Does Your Majesty Andre know about the advancement of His Majesty the World Tree? He's the only World Tree to successfully advance in a hundred years. "
"Yes, it's said to be related to that mage." For a major event like the advancement of a World Tree, as long as one's strength reached a certain level, they would be able to sense the earth-shattering changes, so this matter was certain. But as for the details, there were all kinds of rumors circulating, and most of them were false.
However, from the news back from the Internal Affairs Department and what the little king said today, could it really be related to that mage?
Ridan the Third didn't think as much as Heidley Pryor. He just continued, "After solving the problem of not needing to rely on swallowing other World Trees to advance, what Mage Cuipwood needs to do now is to solve the problem of the bottleneck that the World Trees have encountered, or will encounter."
"Bottleneck? What's going on? " The advancement of the World Tree was very difficult. Heidegger Priel knew this, but he had never heard of a so-called bottleneck for the World Tree.
Ridan the Third explained, 'This matter will have to start from the two Ancient Old Ones. Aside from being Ancient Ones, King Euktrasir and King Fasnath were undoubtedly the most powerful beings in the Mystic Lands. However, Your Majesty, have you ever heard of any of the Ancients successfully advancing to the next level? Is there any relevant information in the records of the kingdom? '
The young king's question reminded Heidley Priel that he had never heard of such rumors or even read any relevant records. It was as if these two World Trees had stood at the pinnacle of powerhouses ever since they had existed.
'It's not that the two Ancient Ones don't want to advance, but they can't. Furthermore, this bottleneck was not exclusive to the two Ancient Ones. If the other World Trees continued to advance, they would encounter that bottleneck sooner or later. That Mage proposed a possibility, a modification plan that allowed all the World Trees to see the light of hope and be willing to cooperate. '
It was conceivable that this wasn't some small plan. Andre Pryor asked curiously, "What's the plan about?"
'According to His Excellency Tripwood's theory, the position of the World Trees on the Mystic Lands, together with the direction of the mountains and rivers, formed a super huge elementary meditation array. However, because the strength of each World Tree was different and the situation was different, the operation of this super magic array was a failure in the eyes of a Mage. Therefore, they decided to change the geographical position of the mountains and rivers and set up this continent-level giant magic array again. In order to set up this new array, all the twenty-five World Trees that were still alive at this stage would need to cooperate. And for this cooperation, it can't be in the same state as under the kingdom. Yes, Your Majesty Heidegger should also be aware of that situation. '
Although he understood that this could not be a small matter, Heidegger Priel was stunned for a moment when the matter was so big. If he was the one who led such a plan, the resistance of a mere one or two countries would definitely be destroyed with a flip of his hand. Because if he could not even do such a small thing as removing obstacles, there was no need to talk about the Mystic Lands transformation plan later.
Immediately, the elven king felt tremendous pressure. Whether it was the purpose or determination of the opponent, it seemed that a mere elven kingdom could not resist. Even if the political pressure of five human empires combined, there might not be a way to make them submit. If he wanted to stop their actions, only strength beyond their level could surpass them.
Therefore, the old elven king revealed a sharp look and asked directly, 'How many people did you bring this time?'
'Do you want to know the limits of the Flash Teleportation spell?' Ridan the Third smiled bitterly again and shook his head. 'Let me put it this way. This spell was invented by that Mage again. So far, only he, the former Demon King Fanny Tikal, and the twenty-one World Trees have mastered it. Using this spell to teleport is not safe. Without perfect protection, it will be eroded by foreign energy. If it is light, it will lose its life, and if it is heavy, it will be replaced by life from another plane. And the best protection is this elven saint robe. '
As the strongest equipment of the elves, the saint robe made with the World Tree as the material was famous in the Mystic Lands. The old elven king was naturally familiar with this saint robe. And because he was familiar with it, he felt inexplicably relieved. He smiled and said, 'With such a high threshold, you can't teleport many troops at once, right?'
Be it physical or magical defense, the saint robe was of the highest level among the equipment in the Mystic Lands. In addition, it was light and did not affect the wearer's flexibility like armor. But the manufacturing method had long been lost.
Take the Amelan Elven Kingdom as an example. As a national treasure, there were only sixteen sets of saint robes, which would be given to elves who had made great contributions. But after the elves died, the kingdom would take back the saint robe and not allow their descendants to inherit it. Even he, the king, was only allowed to wear the saint robe when he was out. But of these sixteen sets, half were in the hands of the Divine Wood Guards …
Perhaps the wood elves who had the World Tree behind them would have more reserves of such precious items, but the total amount couldn't be that much. In other words, his palace was suppressed only because the opponents were wood elves wearing saint robes, and the elven knights of the palace guards couldn't defeat them.
But the other party's small number was a shortcoming, and it was also an opportunity for him. As long as the group of elves guarding the palace were smart, they could find an opportunity to counterattack.
Of course, the above was just a little wishful thinking in the mind of a king who hadn't walked out of the government hall and seen the battle outside. Ridan the Third didn't know the rich psychological activities of the old elven king in front of him. He simply stated, 'This time, we've only teleported about MMMMM (5000 men). Because after calculation, this is the full number of troops to suppress your palace. Any more and we won't be able to fit them. '
Andre Pryor was shocked again. He asked, 'Wait a minute, Your Majesty Ridan, you're saying that all of these troops are wearing saint robes?'
'Yes.' The young elven king didn't understand such a question. Although he answered, he still tilted his head and looked at the frightened elder in front of him.
Andre Pryor asked sternly, 'How can you have so many saint robes?'
That was the problem. Today, Ridan the Third smiled bitterly for the umpteenth time and said, 'Your Majesty Andre, how do you think the saint robes are made?'
'You've revived the ancient arts and found a way to make the saint robes!' the old elven king said excitedly with a fervent expression. If he could master this method, it wouldn't be a loss to let the World Tree release its consciousness. It was just that it would be more troublesome to collect the materials in the future.
Ridan the Third shook his head and said, 'We didn't find a way to make it. Because from the beginning, the elven saint robes were personally woven by the World Tree. '
'Personally … woven … what do you mean?'
'Just as the name says, it was weaved by the World Tree using its own materials according to some kind of secret technique. No elves have mastered this method. The reason why it's said to be lost is because the World Tree Majesties didn't do it for a long time. This is because in the past, it was only bestowed to high priests or druids who had made great contributions. That's why there are so few of them. '
'Then, what's with the number of half an army today?' The old elven king had a deduction in his heart, but he didn't dare admit it. He could only ask.
'In order to achieve their goal, which is to liberate all the World Trees under the control of the Elven Kingdom, the World Tree Majesties have already expected that things will develop to the extent of using force. In order to avoid the interference of the Magic Towers and the problem of crossing borders, using the new flash magic is the only way to transport troops. In order to send out enough troops, a corresponding number of elven saint robes are needed. However, there is no limit to the support of the World Trees in this regard. '
Andre Pryor asked in a trembling voice, 'What do you mean there's no limit?'
'As long as we can gather enough troops, the World Trees will provide enough saint robes to allow this batch of troops to teleport. In other words, the key to restricting the number of troops is the number of elves, the number of warriors, and not the number of saint robes. ' At this point, Ridan the Third laughed self-deprecatingly and said, 'That's right. When I heard Her Majesty Lahti talk about this, my expression was similar to His Majesty Andre's. Saint robes are no longer saint robes. They're all over the streets. What's going on? '
The last trace of resistance in the old elven king's heart was destroyed. When there was a powerful army that could appear anywhere at any time, was there a way to resist such an army? Not to mention the elven kingdom, even the five most powerful human kingdoms in the mysterious land would have to kneel in front of this army.
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