Chapter 439

But this was already a fact.

After all, Keli Man and the other two had been sent by her order to Lord Chenxi's territory, tasked with escorting back the Elf Queen.

Yet now the three had been captured.

And a vast army had arrived.

If not Lord Chenxi's territory, then who else?

Moreover, she had seen it too.

Half of this vast army were Elves!

That Elf Queen also stood atop a black dragon, behind the human before her. "Today, I come, and Shengcheng has only one choice." "... Submit, or submit after your death." Li Yue spoke calmly, his expressionless face atop the black dragon.

The Lord of Shengcheng frowned.

She held a green scepter in her hand, representing the authority of Shengcheng, and spoke: "Lord Chenxi, you must understand that once war begins, both sides will suffer enormous losses!" "In this era of Lords, losses will not only weaken Lord Chenxi's strength but also slow down development!" "Although Shengcheng does not wish for war, we do not fear it!" Her voice was resolute and powerful, unshaken by the vast army before her.

Of course.

She also admitted this vast army was extremely powerful.

More powerful than Shengcheng's development over several thousand years. But—war depends not only on the strength of each legion but also on the strength of the most supreme existences!

She was a Legend.

Moreover, the High Priest within the Temple was also a Legend!

With two Legends present, even if the army before them was terrifying, they would still be crushed by them.

This was her confidence. "Then let us fight."

"I want to see what trump cards Shengcheng actually has." Li Yue spoke.

As his words fell.

Immediately, the Elf Queen Shirley stepped forward, looking down upon Shengcheng: "I, the born Elf Queen! I require your help to overthrow the ruling class of Shengcheng and bathe in my glory!" With this statement.

Immediately, the Lord of Shengcheng's expression changed.

The fifty-plus Epic-level Elves also changed expressions. Similarly, over a million Elves within the city changed expressions, growing restless. Even the three hundred-plus War Ancients were affected, looking at the Elf Queen Shirley in some confusion. The Elf Queen—the born Queen of the Elf race!

This impact on the Elf race was far too great.

And besides the spiritual impact.

There was also a bloodline impact!

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