Lords: From Civilization to the Stars

For the Phoenix King, he can change his appearance, race, and his own thinking, just like instinct. As the greatest assassin in the entire elf race, the black hand in the dark, and even the promoter of the entire plan, Phoenix King Oliver has witnessed many disasters.

He is a true elf who has lived from the ancient times to the present. When he was a child, the dark elves and the high elves were fighting fiercely. He witnessed the tragic war that lasted for a thousand years.

He saw a lot, saw the elves' intrigues, saw the shameless behavior behind every pure and beautiful elf, and saw the decay and collapse hidden under their seemingly proud and noble posture. You know, the coming-of-age ceremony of the entire elf is about 200 to 240 years old, and when is the general time for female elves to lose their purity?

Thirty years old.

Yes, only thirty years old. And every elf is happy to see this happen, and even feels a little bit happy. They don't think there is anything wrong with this behavior, and believe that every emotion should be released passionately.

But Oliver has never thought about it. He never thought that emotions would rage everywhere like wildfire. Emotions should be restrained and quiet, and when the real emotions come, emotions will be more intense than every action.

So Oliven chose to travel.

He had walked to every corner of the world. He had witnessed the battlefields where orcs and humans fought side by side, and he had seen the horrifying scene of countless people sacrificing their lives on the peaks under the glory of God.

He saw the great king give everything for the light of his world and throw his soul into the fire as firewood. He also saw the noble qualities and epic-like great personalities shown by humans and other species of creatures who were born and died like mayflies.

Perhaps it was because of the faster metabolism time that these humans could burst out with brilliant flashes.

Perhaps it was because the dwarves were born stubborn, so they would stick to their promises.

Perhaps it was because the orcs were reckless and reckless that they would fight for their feelings until the last moment.

Maybe because of this reason, maybe because of that reason, almost every race can find their own shining point, they look brilliant and beautiful.

Even if it is a civil war, their performance is more straightforward than the elves who are still entangled. Since it is a civil war, let the war burn every corner, let faith and justice reach every area of ​​their own. And can the elves do this? Do the elves have such a resolute emotion?

No. They wish to hold banquets day and night and dedicate their emotions to a certain dark god.

He went down to kill the cultists, nine out of ten were the Lord of Joy. All the elves are immersed in great dreams, and they don’t care even if every generation of elven kings are crazy and mentally ill.

Of course they don’t care, because what can threaten the elves? As long as the great vortex that seals countless demons exists, as long as the white tower of Hoss still shines, as long as the holy fire of Asuryan never goes out, as long as the amulet of Val is not damaged, as long as the four white gates do not fall, as long as the palace of the Phoenix King still flickers, they will rest assured.

So they destroyed everything they had, and still enjoyed the joy of destruction.

Whether it was the grassland elves, the wood elves, or the ocean elves, they were all a group of incompetent people in the eyes of the Phoenix King. Although they were aware of the problem, they had no determination to reform and change.

There was once a great conqueror in the Sun Elves, who had almost conquered half of the world in another big world. Jadar's army was majestic, and all the reputations even made everyone in that world remember the names and appearances of the elves. But so what?

The subsequent elves were still falling apart, and their retreat was even more embarrassing than the short-lived species.

Obviously, they had witnessed the power and majesty of the true king, and clearly knew how the true sages did it, so why could the elves still maintain such a rotten and defeated attitude and spirit of life?

There were even some elves who claimed to be descendants of God, occupied some relics of ancient saints from ancient times, and bullied everyone over their heads without any mercy and tolerance. After the Phoenix King traveled through many worlds, he finally confirmed this fact.

That is, all the elves deserve to die.

They were the first group to defile the will of the ancient saints. In the background of their enjoyment, the existence of the God of Pleasure was born. They were the first to turn this paradise into a country of disaster.

Moreover, the elves have no repentance at all. Even now, when there are only four elf leaders who can appear, court struggles are still the mainstream of the elves' lives. They are still working hard for some shameless things. You don't even know what those glamorous elves have under their bodies.

Oliver has seen more than once that those guys who call themselves princesses are majestic on the surface when they give speeches, as if they are moral role models, but the stench of squid even makes passers-by twist their noses.

These freaks, trash, degenerate bastards, and those guys who betrayed the ancient saints must die.

They have to die miserably, miserably, and inexplicably in order for Oliver to feel happy and at ease. He didn't understand why the elves had inherited so much heritage, but had never made any progress in tens of thousands of years. So he concluded that there was only killing.

Elves are an overly urbanized population. Only blood and death can make these populations recall the respect for those powerful people and consideration for their own population from their own bloodline.

At least Oliver did so, and he really took action.

He sent all the elves, the old, the weak, the women and the children, to the Silent Forest to wait for death, letting the elves outside continue to have fun, and then indifferently watched these pigs begin to touch the chaotic side, and then he appeared from the shadows and personally sent these traitors to the eternal purgatory.

But now, there is a real living god here, which gave Oliver a new idea. Since this god likes entertainment, then give him a way to entertain.

Aren't elves a perfect entertainment prop? They are sensitive and have special physiques, and they often develop emotions.

And their private lives are chaotic and they have no moral values, so there is no need to show mercy.

"I think you can build an elf breeding station."

Olivien looked at Leon, who was already horrified with his mouth wide open, and seriously proposed his own elf extermination plan.

"Elves are a group of incompetent people who pursue happiness and pleasure. It is difficult for them to resist delicious food and wine like now. As long as the drinks and wine are poisoned, or even without poison, they will naturally have the desire to mate, and then start to have a decadent relationship with each other."

"Although these wastes like desire, the survival rate is not high. I suggest eugenics, first select the species, and then breed. Those who are incompetent can be thrown out directly as labor."

"You seem to be short of labor, and I have some troubles."

"So we agreed on a price. For every ship of 500 elves I send you, I will compensate you with about 500 standard gems. If you collect enough, I will also give you some special technologies and specialties of the elves to support and maintain. I believe we will become a good pair of allies."

"..."

Leon didn't know what to say at all.

He just looked at the Elf King in front of him in shock, feeling that his thinking was still a little narrow.

Have you ever seen a king who really wants to exterminate his own tribe? At least Leon has not seen it. It was the first time he saw such a crazy guy. And to be honest, the price he offered was really tempting.

What kind of person is this? What kind of good person is he? He sent a ship of slaves to me and even paid me? Is there something wrong with you, the Phoenix King?

But even so, Leon shook his head and woke up.

"I won't do anything that goes against my values, Phoenix King. I accept your people, which is actually beneficial to me. And since it is beneficial to me, I must give you some compensation. Because I resist this so-called taking advantage and getting something for nothing."

"How could it be? You are also helping me, and you can even say that you helped me solve a big problem. How can you think you took advantage? That's an elf, and that group of elves even have their own will..."

At this point, Phoenix King Oliver looked at Leon in surprise, as if he was shocked.

It is very strange that a guy who was just like a piece of wood showed a surprised expression.

And Li Ang also realized that he was about to say something even stranger.

"... Maybe you are a benevolent group in the subspace? That's right, there are all kinds of monsters in the subspace, but there should also be benevolent groups. According to your ability, your personality, and your actions, you should be a benevolent group in the subspace."

"I don't think I'm... at least for now, I think my identity should be defined as a player."

"Then that makes sense."

"Ah?"

"Because players are just a form of projection, and after this large-scale projection method appears, your existence also realizes this large-scale phenomenon that appears all over the world, so you will instinctively choose this image."

"..."

I don't think it should be like this.

Looking at the Phoenix King who seemed to sincerely think that he had won, Li Ang opened his mouth to say something, but finally gave up.

He had no way to convince a Phoenix King who was determined to kill his own race. Because he really lived for a very, very long time, and the things he saw were unimaginable. And he was even mentally resolute, and he didn't look like those players who were persuaded by mouth cannons, who had a bit of complicated emotions.

A Phoenix King who has lived for nearly ten thousand years and is determined to get the Tutu Elves, let's just take advantage of it.

"...I will accept the slaves you send and transform them into Negative Stars. My Negative Stars don't care about race and original ideas, they will soon join my ranks."

"Great, thank you very much. If you really refuse, I don't know what to say."

"But I don't want the valuables. I don't lack them. Can you exchange them for magic crops or some planting techniques and magic techniques? I'm short of these things."

"It doesn't matter. I'll do my best to help you make the contact."

The Phoenix King nodded naturally.

In the eyes of this madman, his behavior was not betraying the elves. On the contrary, he believed that his behavior was purifying the entire elf race.

Because their original lives were decadent and crazy, everything about them seemed full of sin and pain. In Oliven's eyes, these elves who had lost their goals should have been killed long ago. But if they were killed, it would cause problems for his status as the Phoenix King.

But now with the existence of Leon, things are much simpler.

"Nominally, I will send them to your ship on the pretext that I have discovered changes in the surrounding environment and need to send an elf expedition team. You can use them at will."

"Don't worry about the time? It will be troublesome for you if it takes too long, right?"

"No. According to the elves' living habits and their understanding of time, it may take hundreds of years for them to realize that the elves may be assimilated by you. They have no way to correctly understand this crazy and changing world. So we can complete our handover smoothly."

Looking at the somewhat nagging Leon in front of him, Phoenix King Oliver comforted him instead.

"You are a newly born god and leader of the species. Your Negator has great potential. Even if these elves arrive at your side, they are just a waste."

"They were a group of rotten and corrupt maggots in the original Evergathering Island. They only knew how to drink and have fun day and night, worshiping their so-called God of Joy. So I sent them here to purify their ugly and crazy hearts. There is no light in their world."

"So I did this not just to satisfy my preferences, but also for the revival of the elves."

"...Then I will sign a contract. How about returning these elves to you after fifty years?"

"If I can guarantee that the outdated ideas in their hearts and the impurities in their souls are purified, I will take over. But if not, these elves are better in your hands."

The Phoenix King looked very serious, as if he had seen through the treacherous behavior of some people.

Those who don't know would think that this Phoenix King is working hard for the elves.

But to some extent, he is indeed doing his best for his own race. The corruption of the elves is inevitable, so it is better to throw some losers, some seemingly useless scum, in front of a living god at this time, and earn a wave of goodwill by the way.

Although Oliven is a madman, he actually has his own set of behavioral logic. Looking at Leon's uncomfortable face, Oliven knew that his deal was done.

"I know that your character does not allow you to take advantage, but for me, this is the biggest help. Because I can use these wastes and garbage to destroy all the areas that have grown into the deformed branches of the elves, and then give all their things to these garbage.

The food you bring will also bring a huge impact to the elf society. Only by destroying all these old and corrupt guys and letting you show your strong power and faith, the elves will have a day of rebirth.

Maybe you want to ask if it's worth it, but for me, this is my path as the Phoenix King. I will support you until you destroy this ugly race."

"..."

On the contrary, it doesn't have to be so extreme.

Li Ang looked at the Phoenix King, who was speaking with great confidence, and for the first time in this alien world, he felt speechless.

Although he made a lot of money, looking at the Phoenix King who was full of piety and faith, as if he wanted to destroy all the injustice and ugliness, Li Ang always felt that he seemed to have lost to this Phoenix King somewhere.

He destroyed his entire family just to make the rotten parts in his eyes completely reborn. At least if you were Li Ang, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to make such a decision and choice. But this Phoenix King did it. And of course, he also found a lot of suitable reasons and areas for Li Ang.

In order to send the elves out directly, he even gave Li Ang all the forbidden areas and marking points that the elves knew.

Facing this situation, Li Ang, who was sitting in the illusory curtain, could only sigh.

Looking at the phoenix that had signed and engraved its oath and will, Li Ang slowly extended his hand and asked tentatively:

"Then... happy cooperation?"

"Happy cooperation."

The Phoenix King put away the two copies of the scroll, his expression still serious and calm.

"I will send you more than three ships of elf slaves within three days as soon as possible, please pay attention to receive them. The follow-up may be slower because they will become more sensitive, but as long as I have a breath, I will not stop this trade."

"..."

It's not that fast, it's okay to take a break...

Looking at the Phoenix King who bowed to him and then disappeared in the flames in an instant, as if he had used some miraculous power to return to Yongju Island in the blink of an eye, Li Ang vividly felt the diversity of this world.

There are still 10,000 words!