That's a fake elf

dragon's top

"Shandru, do you know what you are doing?"

Naia, who was hanging in the air with no hair on her body and was hung by a black chain, looked at Sandro below who was preparing for the ceremony, and his expression couldn't help but change.

"Of course I know, I will break down your will and turn it into nourishment to nourish this vampire's soul!"

Without raising his head, Sandro inserted the materials he had prepared into the magic circle one by one.

"Even with the power of Cthurgia, you can't succeed. My will has been rooted deep in Vidnina's soul. Unless you burn her soul with me, I will be immortal." .”

Naia lowered her head, looked at the green soul fire that kept beating in Sandro's empty eyes, and said with a smile:

"I know what you want, but your mother's soul and Christina's will."

"I can help you get your mother's soul from Nephthys, and I can also separate Christina from my will."

"As long as you help me escape from this place, everything is negotiable."

"It's too late." Hearing this, Sandro slowly raised his head, looked at that familiar face, his mind was racing, and finally he shook his head and said:

"If you had said these words to me 15 years ago, I would have agreed."

"But now I am just a piece of fish on the chopping board, and my life and death are just a matter of other people's thoughts."

"Are you talking about the Lich's Phylactery?"

A slightly mocking smile appeared at the corner of Naiya's mouth, and her eyes were full of disdain:

"That's what I have left. If you are willing to come back to me, I can help you get rid of the clutches of the Lich's phylactery."

"Ha ha."

Sandro sneered, neither agreeing nor rejecting.

Because he knew very well that Naiya had this ability.

For an evil god like Naia, who has long regarded his soul and body as a dispensable body, stripping off his will and putting it into a new soul is as simple as eating and drinking.

But now his every move is under the surveillance of others, how could he agree to this evil god.

"What on earth do you mean..." Naia frowned, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

"You don't have to daydream anymore. Since I dare to hand you over to him, I'm naturally not afraid of you tempting him."

Li Ang walked in from outside the dragon's lair, and standing beside him was Favna who wanted to eat her alive.

"..." Seeing the appearance of the dragon girl who had been imprisoned by him, Naia finally understood why Sandru had no intention of resisting at all.

If this demigod-level dragon had been secretly monitoring him, he would indeed not dare to act rashly.

"You have something to do with me?" Sandro glanced at Li Ang and spoke calmly, as if he was not surprised at all that he sent Favna to monitor him.

"Your progress is a bit slow!" Li Ang glanced at the complex magic array on the ground, and unconsciously opened the [Eye of Concentration] to learn from it secretly.

"..."

Sandro glanced at Favna, who was staring at him intently. After being silent for a while, he still chose to tell the truth:

"Extracting will and rewriting memory is a very complicated matter. Of course I have to prepare for a long time."

"Even if it's not Naiya's theme, it's just a little bit of insignificant spiritual power, it belongs to the evil god, and it's not as easy to destroy as you think."

"Okay, but I don't have that much time for you to operate slowly."

Li Ang glanced at Naiya, who had his magic power sealed, but was still dishonest. He tried to seduce Sandro with words, and said with a headache:

"How long will it take for you to be able to get rid of Naiya's spiritual power in her?"

"Did something happen outside?" Seeing Li Ang's defeat like this, Sandro immediately understood that there might be an accident on Longwu Island.

"The sea elves' invincible fleet followed my ship to the outer sea of ​​Longwu Island."

Li Ang nodded and stared at Sandru intently, with a trace of suspicion flashing in his eyes:

"You are their collaborator, they should have contacted you too, right?"

"Who is the commander of the other side?"

Sandro glanced at Li Ang and immediately understood that Sandru was suspecting that he was having a secret affair with the sea elf.

"Sea Prince Perseus." Li Ang said without hesitation.

"Haha, if he was the one commanding, I'd better tell you whether he would contact me or not."

Sandro sneered, immediately lost interest in the sea elves' fleet, and continued to devote his energy to the construction of the magic circle.

"Why is it that if he is the commander, he will probably not contact you?" Li Ang asked curiously.

"I once taught him a lesson." Sandro sneered:

"Because he was rude to me and said I was a dog raised by their sea elves."

"Haha, what qualifications does he have to criticize me? He himself is just the spare body of Neptune."

"What do you mean?" Li Ang was stunned for a moment, looking at Sandro with some confusion and asked.

"This has to talk about the history of sea elves."

Sandro hesitated for a while, but still told the information he knew:

"Originally, they were a snow elf tribe in the northern snowy region that believed in the twin goddesses. The tribe basically respected women and the status of men was low."

"After the end of the Heroic Age, the Moon Goddess fell, and the Dawn Goddess degenerated into the Dark Goddess. The Snow Elves lost their support for a while, and their status in the Mage Alliance was greatly reduced, and they began to move back to Peliano."

"At this time, Senan, the God of Wisdom, in order to prevent the Mage Alliance from losing the Snow Elves, introduced the Poseidon Orik to the male Snow Elves among them who had been oppressed."

"Because of the dominance and beliefs of the tribe, there are huge differences within the snow elves."

"In the end, the tribe headed by men went to Overlook the Sea and became sea elves."

"The tribe headed by women returned to Peliano, converted to Ceres, the daughter of Asha, the goddess of freedom and competition, and became night elves."

"Only a small number of snow elves chose to stay in the northern snowy areas, established Harmondale, and still insisted on believing in the fallen moon god."

"Does this have something to do with Perseus's identity?" Leon looked at Sandro in confusion. He was asking about Perseus' information. Why did Sandro suddenly mention the history of the sea elves?

"Don't worry, as I said just now, those who are transformed into sea elves are tribes headed by men."

Seemingly seeing Li Ang's doubts, Sandro immediately explained:

"They had problems reproducing because of the scarcity of women. In addition, they betrayed their inherent beliefs. Therefore, they were cursed by the goddess and it was even more difficult to give birth to pure-blood elves."

"The population of the sea elves began to decrease sharply, so they had no choice but to turn to the sea god for help."

"But Poseidon is not the goddess of fertility. The method he gave is simple and crude, which is to mix with humans. In this way, the curse of the goddess will not be fulfilled."

"So the Vastians began to appear in large numbers in the sea elves' territory."

"It is undeniable that the problem of sparse population was solved in a short period of time, but new problems soon followed."

"The fertility of Vastia women is very strong, so half-elves quickly accounted for 95% of Atlantis' population, and the blood of sea elves began to be quickly diluted."

"Seeing that the number of pure-blooded sea elves was getting smaller and smaller, Poseidon, the first King of the Sea, finally thought of asking for help from the God of Wisdom."

"Unlike Poseidon's ulterior motives, Senan, the God of Wisdom, gave two choices."

"One is to sacrifice half of the female sea elf's lifespan to create a treasure called [Curse Spring], which can transform male half-elves into pure-blood female elves."

"One is to sacrifice half of the male sea elf's lifespan and borrow a treasure called the [Tree of Breeding] to directly create a clone with the same bloodline as the original owner."

"The breeding tree?" Li Ang looked strange.

"It is said that the Breeding Tree is an imitation made by the God of Wisdom using the seeds of life after observing the birth method of the high elves."

Sandro nodded, seeming to admire, but also feeling emotional:

"It cannot draw the flow of life from the depths of the world like the World Tree, and grow the fruit of the World Tree, making it easier for those who eat it to give birth to pure-blooded high elves."

"But it can do the opposite, extract the power of the elves' blood, and create a pure-blood descendant that is the same as the blood of the sacrificer."

"This seems to be cloning technology..." Li Ang muttered to himself.

"Cloning technology? What is that?" Sandro looked at Li Ang and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing. I see that you are quite disdainful of Perseus because he is a clone born from the Breeding Tree?" Li Ang smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject.

"Haha, there is a secret that only the twelve members of our House of Lords know. That is that the Sea Kings of the past generations have actually never changed. They have always been the original Sea King Poseidon."

Sandro stood up slowly and said with a sneer:

"After that guy learned his fate from somewhere, he has been resisting Neptune."

"He tried to give birth to a pure-blood descendant without the help of the Breeding Tree, so as to transfer his will to a new body in advance and avoid being swallowed by the will of the Sea King."

"What he did was even more disgusting than us lichs, because we would never attack our own descendants."