Chapter 488: In a Snap, Enemies Annihilated! Three Can Match a Nation!

Lydia had raised the elven scimitar in her hand!

Just as she was about to kill herself, a wind elf shouted: "Chieftain, look up at the sky—someone's coming!"

In Lydia's heart, which had just sunk into despair, a thread of hope instantly surfaced!

She looked up and saw several dark dots far up in the sky.

Those dark dots moved with incredible speed, and soon they appeared on the horizon!

The hope in Lydia's heart was instantly extinguished!

Flying ships!

Because she realized—they were flying ships!

And not just one, but many!

The Night Elf tribe could never possess flying ships!

Only the Loki Elf Empire still had one flying ship!

Elves do not pursue human gold coins, but if you calculate carefully, elves are actually very wealthy—many of their magical items could fetch a very high price if sold.

Moreover, the Loki Elf Empire also has a gold mine, though the elves never mine it.

Hundreds of years ago, some light elves had overseen mining a bit, then sent a powerful elf to a human kingdom to purchase one flying ship.

But there was only ever one!

Yet now, there are many here!

So the faint flame of hope that had just flickered in Lydia's heart was snuffed out again.

"Chieftain, they're heading toward us!"

said a wind elf.

Though the flame of hope was fading, seeing the flying ships approach, Lydia decided to wait until they arrived before making a decision!

In despair, a person still clings to the last straw!

"Big brother, there are flying ships!"

On another high mountain, the Fifth Imperial Prince pointed at the flying ships in the sky!

"So many flying ships—hey, there are even a few giants among them! Wow, these flying ships must be worth tens of millions of gold coins at least! Probably from some major power in the northern empire. Order the Divine Armor troops to accelerate their assault—this is our territory, they won't dare act recklessly; at most, they're just curious, coming to take a look."

The First Imperial Prince said dismissively.

"Big brother really is calm."

The Fifth Imperial Prince flattered him.

As the eldest prince and the most powerful, his private army numbered two hundred thousand; this time, in his campaign against these thousands of elves, he had deployed his full strength.

On one hand, these thousands of elves represented an unimaginably vast fortune.

On the other hand, he wanted to demonstrate his power, making the other princes know that challenging him was futile!

The First Imperial Prince knew that with such a huge commotion these past few days, there must be spies from the other princes lurking all around.

"Hmph, let them see!"

thought the First Imperial Prince.

That was exactly his goal.

Draw the sword!

As for the flying ships in the sky, he truly didn't care—small empire or not, it was still an empire; as an Imperial Prince, his wealth was beyond imagination. Though he owned only two flying ships, he could easily afford ten; it was just that the alchemical workshops had too many orders and he couldn't get in line!

On the high mountain, Lydia kept staring at the sky, at the flying ships—on their hulls, she saw a large flame symbol!

The flame symbol—what faction did that represent?

"Flame, flame—could this be the Flame Lord that Princess Chenxi mentioned?"

Lydia suddenly realized.

When Princess Chenxi issued the invitation, she revealed little information, since messages sent through the Life Tree were limited in volume.

So none of the external elf tribes knew that the Sacred Flame Forest had already been cleared and the Life Tree planted.

But when Princess Chenxi first issued the invitation, she had mentioned one thing: the Flame Lord had helped our tribe break free from the curse, and we have decided to invite all elf sisters to jointly reclaim the Dark Forest and rebuild an elf empire!

But Lydia felt it didn't fit—ten flying ships appearing at once? That was clearly beyond the Night Elves' capacity.

"Chieftain, they're coming up!"

said a wind elf at that moment.

Lydia looked down and saw Divine Armor warriors charging forward in perfect formation, shields raised high.

Many wind elves grabbed their bows and fired the crude wooden arrows they had hastily made.

But with their strength nearly depleted and no magic left, these wooden arrows couldn't even pierce the Divine Armor soldiers' armor, let alone their shields!

"Thud! Thud!"

The wooden arrows struck the shields with dull thuds, leaving not a single mark!

"Chieftain, give the order!"

The wind elves all drew their knives—but they had no intention of fighting.

A last stand was impossible—they had no strength left for a final battle.

They'd be captured like lambs the moment they charged!

That would plunge them into an irreversible abyss!

So these thousands of wind elves were preparing to commit collective suicide.

Seeing this, the First Imperial Prince's expression changed.

He had spent so much time and sacrificed so many warriors to drive these wind elves to the brink—if they all killed themselves, his losses would be enormous.

The loss wasn't just his current losses—it was the immense wealth he would have gained by selling these elves.

Yes, in the eyes of the Great Imperial Prince, these elves were already glittering gold coins.

Of course, he would definitely keep a few for himself!

That was his little scheme.

But once they killed themselves, the Great Imperial Prince's little scheme would shatter, and he would be mocked by the other Imperial Princes!