That's a fake elf

After listening to the story of the Kingdom of Hrest, Li Ang fell silent.

In a daze, he felt that Fanasier now was Hrest 400 years ago.

The country was also jointly founded by high elves and wood elves.

Humans were also introduced, and eventually the Panasil people were developed.

Eventually the humans and hybrids in Hrest far outnumbered the dwarves, and the royal family was eventually overthrown by the humans and hybrids.

What about Fanathil?As a country also governed by high elves, will it follow the same path as Hrest in the future?

"You should be Duke Fanashir's son!"

Seeing Li Ang fall into silence, Lothar said in a deep voice:

"As a pure-blooded high elf, you are naturally on the opposite side of the half-elves and the Fanathil."

"As long as you live, one day you will face the same choice as me."

"Maybe humans and elves can coexist peacefully?" Leon looked away unnaturally, trying to avoid Lothar's sharp eyes.

"I'm afraid you don't even believe what you say."

Seeing Li Ang like this, Lothar couldn't help but sighed and said:

"The elves of the immortal species can live for hundreds of years and can occupy the best resources for a long time, completely blocking the advancement space of the Fanasil people."

"If the elves want to protect the forest, they must not allow slash-and-burn farming to occur in Fanathil."

“And the forest’s output alone cannot feed the growing number of citizens.”

"When basic survival cannot be guaranteed, someone will definitely rise up. It's just a matter of time."

When Li Ang heard this, he remained silent.

Of course he knew that what Lothar said was true. The rangers and Medea of ​​Purple Shirt Ridge finally drove away the lord in anger because the lord would rather sacrifice the civilians in the territory than reform.

What happened in Zishan Ridge actually reflected the contradiction between the elven nobles and the Fanathil people.

The elven lords occupy a large amount of high-quality resources and hope to obtain more while ensuring their inherent interests. The common people hope to be fed, clothed, and treated fairly.

When the interests of the two conflict and are ultimately irreconcilable, war will definitely break out.

"Old man, you seem to talk a bit too much today." Li Ang suddenly said.

"Haha, when people get old, they always feel nostalgic, and when I see you, I can't help but think of myself."

Lothar touched his beard, looked at Li Ang's, couldn't help showing a look of satisfaction, and boasted:

"The same talent, the same romantic charm, the same series of adventures, the same..."

"Come on, come on, tell me what you have to say directly, don't beat around the bush, it makes me a little sick." Li Ang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"Stinky boy, I don't know what's good or bad."

Smacking his lips in displeasure, Lothar summoned the [Lightning Hammer] that he had put aside and asked with an unhappy face:

"I just saw you using it, can you tell me why it didn't repel you?"

"Maybe I'm good-looking." Li Ang looked around and talked about him, his eyes starting to wander.

Of course he knew that he was not excluded. In addition to the power of the giant blood obtained after transforming into a Cyclops, the biggest factor was the divinity in his body.

But this is one of his biggest secrets and must not be revealed casually.

"Nonsense. I've seen people who are prettier than you, but none of them can lift this [Lightning Hammer]."

Lothar placed the [Lightning Hammer] on the ground, dragged Li Ang in front of the hammer, and spitted:

"This is made by the Titans of the Mythical Age using the core of the stars and Urugin. It condenses the power of lightning and the power of the stars. Only those recognized by the Titan Soul can lift it."

[You have obtained Lightning Hammer lv80 (Legendary)]

[Lightning Hammer lv80 (Legendary)

Strength requirement: 100

Type: One-hand hammer

Bloodline requirement: Giant

Attack power +150

Strength+30

Skill +30

Magic +30

Characteristics: Thunder, 30.00% of magic power can be converted into thunder attribute damage when attacking.

Enchanting:

Crush (10% chance of ignoring physical defense when attacking actively)

Weighted (+50 points of attack power, +100% weight)

Disability (30% chance of being disabled when hit, slowing down by 70%)

Armor piercing (ignores 35% of physical defense)

Combination runes:

Destruction (myth): Every time an object is killed or destroyed, physical attack power is increased by 10%, stacking up to 10 times, lasting 30 seconds.

Special Skills:

Titan Power: Consumes 200 mana to summon the power of the Titan in the river of time to come, increasing the holder's four-dimensional attributes by 50% for 30 minutes.

Divine Iron Ruyi: Consumes 100 mana to activate the power of the stars, giving the weapon the ability to transform, and temporarily increasing attack power by 100% for 30 minutes. 】

"What kind of person will be recognized by the Titan Soul?" Li Ang picked up the hammer, shook it under Lothar's stunned expression, and asked curiously.

"Only those who meet the seven spirits of fairness, mercy, justice, integrity, bravery, honor, and sacrifice will be recognized." Lothar looked at Leon, his expression becoming a little complicated.

"Is there something wrong with your hammer?" Li Ang hesitated for a moment, put the [Lightning Hammer] on the ground, looked up at Lothar and asked.

"You fart, that's impossible."

Although he was cursing, Lothar still called a dwarf with thick eyebrows and big eyes:

"Quinn, come here and try!"

"Teacher, please say goodbye!" Quinn's face was full of fear when he saw the [Lightning Hammer] on the ground. It was obvious that he had suffered from this weapon before.

"You can try it if I ask you to. You will have to lie in bed for two days at most. You don't want your salary to be downgraded." Lothar puffed his beard and glared.

"Uh, okay." Considering that she still had to support her family, Quinn reached out to touch it even though she was reluctant.

But the next second, a bolt of lightning hit him, knocking him dozens of meters away and hitting the stone wall.

This scene scared the dwarves back again and again, fearing that they would be the next victims.

"Why are you running? He was injured because of you. Treat him quickly."

Lothar grabbed Li Ang who was trying to slip away, pushed him to the charred Quinn, and then taught the dwarves a lesson:

"It's because you are afraid of death that you can't get its recognition. I think I was shocked more than 1000 times back then, but I still persevered and finally got its recognition."

"You have only been shocked a few times, and you are so afraid of it. How can you be qualified to inherit my mantle?"

"Teacher, how can we compare with you? You are a natural master of lightning. We are just ordinary dwarves."

"That's right, that's right. If we are electrocuted once, we will have to lie in bed for a month. If we do it a few more times, I'm afraid I won't live to be 100 years old and have to meet the God of Forging."

"Don't embarrass us!"

Seeing Lothar pressing closer, the dwarf was so frightened that he almost knelt down.

This made Lothar lose his temper. After all, he couldn't ignore everyone's opinions and force them to be electrocuted more than 1000 times like him.

"Okay, don't embarrass them." After Liang healed Quinn, he turned to Lothar and said.

"How can this be called an embarrassment? I am 535 years old this year and have reached the aging stage."

Lothar had a sad face, blinked at Li Ang, and muttered:

"My daughter Krishna is unwilling to follow my path, and my granddaughter Sarna is unwilling to inherit my mantle."

"If I can't find a suitable disciple, I'll have to take this skill with me to the grave. I'm really not willing to do it."

"........."

The corners of Li Ang's mouth twitched. If he could no longer see the purpose of this old man talking to him so much, he would be an idiot.

"You want me to be your apprentice?"

"Ah hahaha, you said this, I didn't force you." Lothar stroked his beard and smiled extremely happily.

"No." Li Ang rolled his eyes and gave the other party a slap on the back of the head.

"Why?" Lothar was stunned and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.