Chapter 77: Sea Elf: Why isn't he following the script?

"... What is the state of that bastard who said the World Scar was a natural phenomenon?"

"Three-quarters of the Soul Fragment has been tortured to the point of collapse, yet it still hasn't admitted to being a spy."

"Continue the torture, torture him until he is."

After giving instructions to the gloomy-faced captain of the guard, the Sea Elf prince Ge'erke Hailing looked on with an indifferent expression at his father's corpse, which was gesturing with its middle finger above the tide, having already cursed that useless wizard countless times.

The Aether Sea drifted all around, covering the sky's environment with the concept of the ocean. Countless giant beasts that wandered in the deep sea were now even able to drift in mid-air. The Sea Elf armies were on the other side of that Sea of Light, looking at the crystal-clear ocean, their twisted minds filled with anger and curses.

Sea Elves are a race with an innate soul defect; their souls have been constantly fading away since birth.

Therefore, they are not as long-lived or elegant as orthodox Elves, nor do they have enough time and space. In fact, in the vast majority of cases, Sea Elves are not even considered a type of Elf.

Because the great war between the Dark Elf and the Elf didn't even call upon them. Even strange Elves like the Wood Elf, Grassland Elf, and Desert Elf were called up, and even the Half-Elf were grudgingly accepted by those warring Elves; only the Sea Elf was excluded from the entire Elf system.

It is no wonder, though; aside from the word "Elf" and an undeniable racial bloodline, there is nothing about the Sea Elf that resembles an Elf.

Their appearance looks strange and hideous. After long periods of life in the ocean, their faces have become uglier and coarser compared to ordinary Elves, covered in a layer of ocean-gray-blue. Especially the populations around the Chaos Sea, which have even degraded to a level inferior to Humans.

And because of the race's soul problem, they have to hunt all living intelligent beings, torture them, and earn their souls to fill the void in the Sea Elves' own souls.

Intense emotions can make a soul more bloated and delicious, and torture is undoubtedly the simplest way.

Therefore, Sea Elves often choose to attack ships of all kinds on the ocean to feed their sea beasts and armies. It could even be said that the Sea Elves who encountered Wufuruike at that time were still the very reasonable kind of Sea Elves. They actually restrained themselves from killing everyone directly, torturing people, and refining souls. In a sense, they were already the moral benchmark for Sea Elves.

But for such people to be killed by Wufuruike, and for their giant beasts to be slaughtered, this was something the Sea Elves could not accept. After confirming through a wizard that the World Scar on the Broken Lands was a true natural phenomenon and not manipulated by some terrifying Great Mage, the Sea Elves prepared two offensives.

The result was that the first time, they ran head-on into the Slaanesh Legion, which claimed to be on a crusade against the Broken Lands. After the two sides fought, both were left battered and exhausted, causing the Sea Elves' first wave of the offensive to fail to organize at all.

And when half a month later, the commerce-raiding operations were proceeding smoothly and they began to organize their army to march toward the Broken Lands, unimaginable power destroyed their army.

The World Scar is a hell of a natural phenomenon; the way its psionic energy boiled even ignited the Aether Sea.

Countless giant beasts wailed and fell from the sky, incinerated into ash. The dignity of the Sea Elves, those proud giant beast Knights and palace guards, were dragged into the deepest depths of the abyss amidst the boiling sea. Some Elves who escaped from the battlefield even swore that it was the wrath of a true god.

Of course, these things that disrupted the morale of the army had already been ground into fragments from the soul by Ge'erke Hailing and shared among the others. As the first heir, he had to appear fearless.

As the heir to the Sea King, he could appear cruel and violent, but he absolutely could not be incompetent.

He was also very clear that he probably shouldn't think about going to land to find trouble with that kind of terrifying guy in this lifetime. After all, that was power that could even tear the ocean apart. But after the Sea Elves' investigation, although there was no way to reach those clear and transparent oceans, they could still attack those golden fleets through the ocean. "Your Majesty."

Seeing that there was no one around, a clerk who had been hiding in the shadows slowly walked out. Facing the seemingly exhausted Sea Elf prince, he said softly: "We can never break through there. Wasting time here is completely unnecessary. Since the people who blocked Your Majesty's ascent have already disappeared, why don't we designate this place as a forbidden area, then temporarily relocate to plan for future success?"

"... Greens, I don't know if you're doing this on purpose, but if you keep talking like that, I will cut off your head."

Glancing at the soft-spoken clerk, Ge'erke Hailing said in a low voice:

"Do you think I don't want to? But is it simpler for us to come here to confront this wizard who won't move at all, or to go back and duel with the Vampire Pirate in the deep sea? That rotting flesh has a mastery over souls far superior to ours. They obtained the legacy of the Undead Mage Sandro; we have no qualifications to confront them.

No matter how we fight, we will die; we will only be sending them soldiers and gifts. Compared to those immortal monsters, it's better to play around here with this strange wizard.

What's more, if we don't choose either side, further south is the territory of the Lizardman, and to the west is the territory of the Dark Elf. Are you planning for me to go fight for the Star Disk and the Floating Island?"

"..."

The clerk opened his mouth, thought about it, and it seemed that was indeed the case.

This unit of Sea Elves was thrown over by a special phenomenon. They were originally getting along well with the Naga in Kalimdor, acting as mercenaries to manipulate the Aether Sea so that the Naga could fight on land.

As a result, during the migration process, the portal was interfered with by a Human Great Mage, who threw them directly into the godforsaken Old World. As a well-known cesspit, the Old World is very famous in all major realms; here, even birds get punched three times, and eggs get shaken until the yolks break.

They had only been relocated for a little over a year when they had a fight in the sea with the Vampire who took Sandro's legacy, and they didn't win.

Then they had a fight with the Chivalrous Expeditionary Force on the road. Still didn't win.

By the way, they also went to the south and north, where they were beaten until they couldn't find north by the Southern Kingdom and the Lizardman respectively. They didn't even ask; they just started fighting, and asked after the fight. As for the Dark Elf, that hellhole is even more notorious; were they going up there to deliver slaves? They finally saw a group of Norscan, and they learned their lesson this time, asking about the situation at first. As a result, the Norscan on the opposite side laughed out loud and started with a jumping strike that chopped someone down.

Now the Sea Elves were truly enraged.

We've been relocated for a year, and it's one thing to be beaten up in this place, but you primitive people are going to bully me too? So the Sea Elves mobilized their elites, and after confirming that the other side really had no people and no technology, they launched an attack with great satisfaction. Then they discovered that the other side was indeed primitive, but psionic primitives.

What to do now? There's nothing to do but raid shipping lanes. Where can they go? Even knowing it's a slow death, the Sea Elves bit the bullet and went to fight.

However, at this moment, the Sea Elf looked at the sea coordinates in front of him, looked at the extension lines on both sides, and suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"The Chaos Sea and the Dark Elf... don't seem to be very far away, do they?"

(End of chapter)