The God of Thieves

Chapter 830 Who Is Suitable To Be King?

With a soft muffled sound and the crisp sound of the sword, Ye Xing easily pulled out the Sword of Creation from the ground.

This slight sword cry immediately made the monster turn its head vigilantly.

After seeing that the sword of creation that had been protected by his body had disappeared!Stolen!It immediately roared violently.

"It's not good! It's gone berserk! Everyone retreat quickly! All melee fighters retreat!!" Ye Xing quickly reminded everyone.

"Isn't the blood volume less than 50%? How could it be possible to go berserk??" Yi Kill Cheng Yao asked strangely, while still retreating quickly.

Ye Xing flew into the air with the Sword of Creation, and saw that the monster was chasing the Sword of Creation.

But fortunately, there was an ice wall built by Winter Melon, which blocked its actions.

Seeing that the task of the first step had been completed, the others quickly retreated.

The monster entered a berserk state, and the surrounding demon energy seemed to have life and consciousness immediately, and they kept rushing towards Ye Xing.

In an instant, it was as if a huge net had been opened, covering Ye Xing in the shadow.

No matter how Ye Xing flies in space, he cannot escape the huge shadow.

In a few seconds, the monster's entire body seemed to turn into gas, and it all rushed towards Ye Xing!
"Second brother!" Ling Yue, who had been staring at his blood volume behind Ye Xing, shouted anxiously. He only had time to add a few defense-enhancing BUFFs to Ye Xing, and then looked at his body helplessly. Disappeared in the magic energy.

"I'm fine! Don't come here!"

Ye Xing's voice came from the voice system almost immediately.

Everyone's minds immediately settled down.

As long as Ye Xing is safe, they are all at ease.

To them now, Ye Xing is simply like a needle for calming the sea. As long as Ye Xing is there, they subconsciously feel that there is no trouble that they can't solve, and there is nothing that Ye Xing can't handle.

"Great! You're fine!"

This time, Ye Xing stopped answering.

After the other people distanced themselves from the monster, they just watched from a distance as the erupting magic energy permeated the air, and then surrounded it little by little towards the center.

Layer by layer, clusters, slowly formed a huge spherical shape!
Ye Xing is being wrapped in it!

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but raise their hearts in their throats again.

Ye Xing, he... will be fine...?
The land was silent.

The NPCs and players of the elves in the distance also looked at this scene from a distance, and they were also extremely nervous.

Nightwalk and Gale, that is their last hope!If even they fail, then their New Moon Forest will really be ruined! !
As things stand now, they can't do anything. Even if they want to step forward, they are probably causing trouble for the members of the Gale team, and it will be a disservice to them, so they can only watch helplessly from a distance.

"Tiras, help me up!" the old elf king said in a deep voice, and with Tiras' support, he stood up tremblingly.

At this moment, like everyone else, he was nervously looking at the distant sky.

But at this time, his heart was much more complicated than others.

He looked at his son Randy, who was in a state of disarray, sitting on the sidelines but no one cared about him; he also looked at his own people nearby, some of their wounded were watching the battle on the front line, while those who were healthy The people here are basically treating the wounded, moving the corpses, and dealing with the ruins around them.

Then, his eyes finally fell on the demonic air mass enveloping Ye Xing in the distance.

He understands why things have developed to this point.

He understood that it was all because of the greed of himself and his son that such a tragedy would result.

At the same time, it was his own fault that caused the weakness of the elves today.

There have been many powerful heroes in the history of the elves, but what about now?

Life is comfortable, the people are willing to live in the pastoral life, not interested in competition, stop and no longer move forward.It's all because of his king's fault.

Conservatism is not wrong, and peace is even more wrong.

What is wrong is that while he wants to avoid war, he even prohibits those healthy competitions.

Take a look at those strong men from the continent of Aland!Look at their elves——

At the critical moment, they actually needed human rescue from other camps.

How does this make him face his father who handed over the throne to him?How to face the elf kings who have worked hard to build such a kingdom in the past?

Thinking of this, the old elf king let out a long sigh, and asked softly, "Tiras, do you think these humans are stronger than us elves?"

Tilas silently glanced at the Elf King beside him.In just two days, repeated blows and sudden changes made the old elf king suddenly look ten years old again.

Countless wrinkles seemed to suddenly appear on that face as young as thirty years old.

Tilas had an answer almost immediately.

Isn't the answer obvious?

But as soon as the words came to his lips, he swallowed them, and asked instead: "My lord, what do you want to ask?" Tiras paused, guessing what the old elf king meant, and tried to say: "Actually, it's just that the development trajectories of New Moon Forest and Aland Continent are different, so there is so much difference in level between us and them. If we say that we are at the same level, we must be about the same in strength."

Hearing this, the old elf king showed a wry smile on his face.

He knew Tilas might not have understood what he wanted to ask.But this kind of answer answered the doubts in his heart in a crooked way.

Yes, the historical development trajectories of the two places are different.

Why is it different?
In the final analysis, it should be the difference between the people in power on the two continents.If he hadn't restricted the competition and training of the elves, and even strictly limited the time and frequency of people entering and leaving the arena, strictly prohibited fighting and fighting, and let them learn to adapt to a comfortable life...

As a result, he raised a group of people who are content with a comfortable life, without self-motivation, and a hard-working mentality.

It's all his fault...

The old elf king let out a long sigh, and then asked again: "Tilas, what kind of person do you think is suitable to take over my position and become the next elf king?"

"The next elf king? Isn't that Lan—" Tilas closed his mouth quickly.He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the tired old Elf King. Many speculations flashed through his mind. The first thought was - the old Elf King seemed not satisfied with Randy becoming the Elf King!
(End of this chapter)