Chapter 402 The Elf Clan's Supreme Force Gathering
In the outside world filled with beautiful plants, Direk, who was about to leave the room, heard Borin's voice. "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I already sent a message to all the clans. I probably sent the eighth level as well, so only send them to the seventh level and above." Direk nodded, turned around, walked out of the door, and walked straight ahead with a quick pace. There were two Elf men following him, both short-haired black twins. They looked very similar. The older one had a mole under his left eye, named Jada, and had a sword on his left waist. The other man, named Jaden, had a mole on his right side and a sword on his right waist. He walked behind Direk. The two of them could be called Direk's right and left hands. Both of them were level seven mages.
Jada asked, "What happened? Sir Direk, you seem to be in a hurry." Direk walked without thinking of stopping. "I'll tell you later. Go summon the branches of the gods from level three to eight. Urgent meeting "Jada and Jade ran past Direk to follow the three to eight branches at high speed. Direk walked into the meeting room and sat at the head of the table, waiting for others who had called to gather for a meeting to discuss the plan, which could be said to require the maximum fighting force of the Elf tribe. "Well, a fierce battle is about to begin. Lord Borin probably just saw that there was a clue, so he quickly told me, but he wasn't sure if there was really a child or not. But it was still the most suspicious. If the Sea God wasn't involved, he should be in the desert where no one saw him do anything. Lord Borin's magic detection signal was very sharp. It could be said that among all the Nine tribes, the Elf King was number one. "
Direk pretended to think while waiting for others to arrive. "There might be a desert, but the enemy side erased the magic so that it wouldn't leak out. It's definitely great, to the point of deceiving our side that made predictions here once already." Time passed, and a man walked in without knocking. When Direk saw him, he smiled. Shoulder-length green and blue hair, named Polmythis Pelen, walked over and sat on a chair, looking at Direk without fear. Third-ranked divine branch, Polmythis, eighth-rank magician. "What's up? I see you have an urgent meeting, so hurry up and speak." Polmythis thought of provoking Direk, but it didn't work. Polmythis stared at Direk who didn't say anything. "Tch, boring." Polmythis saw that Direk didn't answer and stopped paying attention. A woman walked in, and a child opened the door for her, with two buns on each side, green hair short to the neck, smiling with amusement. "What, the third who just arrived? Mr. Polmythis, please go out and come back in." The child provoked Polmythis, for fun, smiling. Name: Razel Redas, eighth-rank magician, fourth-ranked divine branch. Polmythis nodded, smiling with amusement. "Sure, but you have to take my punch first." Polmythis threw a lightning punch at Razel with speed, intending to teach him a lesson. Rassel smiled without any fear of getting hit himself.
BAM! Polmyths who ran out of the chair punched Rassel in anger, but was stopped by a man who yawned with only his right hand. The green shoulder-length hair replied with a sleepy expression, "Don't fight so fast. If we fight, I definitely won't be able to sleep. Learn to be an adult for once. Why do you have to let a kid like me stop you?" The name Pando Pedogen, the seventh branch, received Polmyths's green lightning-mixed punch with his right hand that had wind magic. It was a punch that almost sent the surrounding tots flying if it weren't for Direk's magic covering it, or else the aura that he punched out would have blown everything around it away.
Polmythis prepared to start the fight. "You kid, dare to order me?" Polmythis used the third spell, «Lightning Claw». His left claw appeared at a speed of green lightning mixed with half of Polmythis's body. He prepared to punch Direk, who had not said anything since the others arrived, spoke up. "This is Lord Borin's order. Let's have a fight." Direk threatened Polmythis, but Polmythis did not show any fear. "Do you think I'm scared?" Polmythis challenged Direk. "Come on, when you start, you will be judged as a traitor and prepare to meet the eighth and ninth level magicians at the same time. This is an urgent matter, but if you try to obstruct, prepare to face the consequences." Polmythis canceled the spell and walked to his original seat. "Razal, get ready to meet me." Razal acted scared. "Do you think this Lord Razal is scared of you? You can come in anytime. "Rasel sat opposite Polmythis to anger him. Polmythis was angry in his heart. Pando saw that the matter had died down, so he found a seat next to Rasel for his own safety. After a long time, a man with long white hair that reached his shoulders walked in. His name was Telalen Zefango, an eighth-level mage, the fifth-ranked divine branch. He had a calm face and walked in and sat on Direk's left side. He didn't say anything because he was too lazy to ask questions because he probably wouldn't get an answer.
As time passed, a man with short black hair walked in. His name was Merus Selen, an eighth-level mage, the sixth-ranked divine branch. He walked in and sat next to Polmythis without saying anything. As time passed, a woman with short green and white hair that reached her neck walked in with a doll hugging her and smiling at her. Her name was Caris Pinas, an eighth-level mage, the eighth-ranked divine branch. She sat on Direk's left side. Direk saw that everyone was there and stood up to let others look at him. "We'll take care of it. The Elf nation is divided into different points. That is the first mission. The second mission is if you find anything unusual or other tribes invade, eliminate them all. „
The others nodded. Polmythis was extremely angry. "That's all? You called us to gather quickly to tell us this?" Polmythis looked displeased. Direk looked at him with an indifferent expression. "That's all. You didn't think to tell anyone or write a letter. Lord Borin ordered it." Polmythis put both legs on the table. Boom. The table shattered with Polmythis's impact. "That elf god, he never leaves the room every day. Why should I do it? Tell me the reason if there's no problem. Don't think I'm afraid of dying." A green aura began to emerge, creating pressure for everyone in the room.
Rasel smiled, releasing a red aura to pressure back, smiling scornfully at Polmythis. "It's not strange. Lord Direk told you to do it. Who are you to not want to do it? "Polmethis looked at Rasel angrily, preparing to go kill Rasel. "You're dead." "Do you think you're scared?" The two prepared to start fighting. Direk spoke up and released a pitch-black aura to pressure in another direction. Polmethis turned to look with Rasel. "It's a secret. If this plan succeeds, when the ninth and tenth order complete their mission, I'll tell you again what the mission is." Direk, who released an aura that would definitely kill if there was a fight, Polmethis and Rasel stopped their aura. "Tch. Okay, don't forget to tell me." Polmethis walked outside. "I chose the same area that I used to take care of." Polmethis walked out.
Direk looked at Telalen. "You go to take care of two places of the ninth order and your own because they're next to each other." Telalen nodded without complaining. Direk looked at Pando. "Pando, you go to take care of two places of the tenth order and your own." Pando raised his hand in dissatisfaction. "But, Sir Rasel is near that area, right? Shouldn't it be better to give this task to Lord Rasela? Rasela looked at Pando angrily for giving him more work. "You, go ahead and do it. I, Rasela, have more work than you." Rasela refused lazily.
Pando put his hand down to accept the task. "Okay. It's an important task, right?" "Yes. It's an important matter, so you can't make any mistakes." Pando nodded willingly on the outside, but cursed on the inside. "It's not okay to not do it." Direk told them to disperse. The others started to leave the room, leaving Rasela in the room. Direk asked suspiciously, "Aren't you going to do it?" "I thought you had something to tell me about that. You usually give me this task." Rasela smiled slyly. Direk stood up. "I'll leave it here for you. I'll go down and do the mission myself." "I've already sent numbers nine and ten. Why are you going down yourself?" Rasela asked with concern. Direk walked out.
"I want to go out and see the outside world, to see what it's like, and what's changed. I've been here for decades and I've never stepped out of here," Rachel nodded. "It's true, I've only seen it in the room, so I thought it was just an accessory." Direk waved goodbye. "If anything happens to me, please take care of the Elf tribe. Even though Lord Borin doesn't often show up, he will definitely protect our tribe." Rachel nodded. "Good luck. If we're about to lose, this sister will go and save us." Direk walked out the door, planning to go outside.