Have you ever imagined such a life?
Your will is unimpeded. As long as you want, everything can be realized. In front of your will, all things in the world will not be a little bit of an obstacle.
This world is like a ball of mud scattered in front of you, turning and reshaping according to your mind.
At least for Think Nirvalen, the world exists like this.
Because she couldn't stand the messy magic, she established the magic system of the entire Elf.
Because she couldn't stand the tribesmen fighting each other, she established a group, and ordered the group to form a unit, the unit to form a queue, and the queue to form a formation, realizing an organized battle.
Then her world became much quieter-just like cleaning her own room, everything is just for comfort.
Although she was inexplicably given various titles and praises in the process, even the creator of the entire Elf praised her.
But to be honest, for Think Nirvalen, the importance of these things is not even comparable to the dust in the air.
She just wanted to do it, so she did it.
It was so simple and pure.
And such a simple world has continued until today - until the command ship she was in was shot down by the flying steel fleet made by the Dwarf, which she had seen for the first time.
It was the first time in her life that she encountered failure.
Even her life was saved by the laughter of the moles after the weapons collapsed.
Failure.
Think Nirvalen didn't even feel it at all - this completely unfamiliar concept that had never existed in her mind in the past was now permeating every part of her mind.
However, she didn't feel unwilling or any other emotions... She only had doubts. After all, among all the Elf participating in this war, she was probably the only one who had never felt that she was in a battle until now.
Even though she was in the center of the battlefield with the roar of war and the falling ships of both sides.
It was like playing.
Only now, when she encountered failure, did Think Nirvalen truly understand what the [Great War] she had heard from her tribesmen many times before meant.
It was as if her clean and tidy home was destroyed and ravaged by a sudden intruder, and she was fighting against such an existence - this is war.
Think Nirvalen suddenly realized.
In a sense, until this moment when she had such an idea, Think Nirvalen was truly born. She no longer moved like a clay doll, and her body was injected with new power.
After the birth of such a Su'er worth celebrating, what followed was not the resentment and anger that should have appeared after the failure, but... well, it was really not anger?
Think Nirvalen's thoughts were buried in her Heart and there was no way to know.
But compared to these things, she never thought that just a few days after encountering such a major event, she would once again suffer another thing that was enough to shock her world.
Even just a few days, a time span that can be described as a breath in the long life of the Elf.
She was humiliated and played by a moving beast, a monkey.
It was hard to imagine that she would get angry twice in a short period of time, but anger, anger, such emotions that were isolated from her in the past were indeed tasted carefully in these few days.
She did find the guy who searched almost all the food and water in the fallen elf ships, so that she had to hunt like a beast and even drink the blood of beasts to Survive, but she let it escape, even from her fingers.
Now looking back, the confident look of her muttering magic spells at that time was like an invisible whip hitting her face. Just recalling such a scene made Think Nirvalen grit her teeth. How easy she was at that time, how painful her face is now.
That monkey must be laughing triumphantly, right?
When he walked over pretending to be controlled, he must have laughed in his Heart, right? !
"Hehe, hehe, hehe."
Just recalling such a memory made Think Nielvalen laugh strangely.
She even respectfully gave the monkey the title of "Mr."
"So, before I come to your door, Mr. Monkey, you must live well~", while talking to herself lightly, Think Nielvalen took a bite of the food in her hand. These special foods made to cope with the war have the effect of quickly restoring physical strength and spirits, which is perfect for her at this moment.
Speaking of which, why the monkey can ignore the influence of the domination magic is also a question. Is it an unknown ability possessed by the beast?
"Ah~~~, I really want to see Mr. Monkey again~"
Can't help hugging her shoulders tightly and trembling, the light golden-haired Elf laughed deeply.
Want to see you.
I want to see all your bones and flesh.
I want to poke every nerve in your body... When they are touched, what kind of song will you make?
Looking forward to the next reunion.
Great.
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Su'er is not in a good condition at the moment.
To be honest, he even feels like Illidan being hunted by Maiev, but unfortunately he doesn't have Vashj to help him.
Su'er suspects that the female elf chasing him must be crazy.
Cosmic·Super·Invincible·Psycho·Madame.
He knows very well what humans like him mean to these superior races. It's no big deal to say that they are just like ants. So here comes the question - if one day you are bitten by an ant, and you slap the ant reflexively at first but it escapes, would you rather lift the floor to find the ant and then crush it to death?
There should be a limit to being idle!
If you are so badly injured, why don't you just go back to the Elf' territory and recuperate!
You have already lost to the Dwarf, right? ! At this time, instead of going back to increase firepower and fight back, you are playing with ants here - where are you from!
How petty must you be to deliberately chase and tease ants like this!
Boom!!!
The 'floor' was indeed lifted up.
The desert behind Su'er seemed to have been completely peeled off by an invisible giant hand.