Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 896: Regaining a City

Locke said with emotion, his eyes falling on John.

"According to what you said, His Majesty's power has reached its limit. Because the power is still expanding, but it cannot break through, and because he does not control the power well, the power overflows from his body."

Having said this, Locke paused.

As if afraid that John might not understand, he explained it a little further.

"The so-called power of mantras is essentially spiritual power. Your Majesty, what is overflowing is actually spiritual power, not the power of mantras."

"Spiritual power is a reflection of the strength of the soul. When it reaches a certain level but cannot be properly controlled, it is most likely to overflow through the eyes in the early stages."

"You feel a huge pressure and even want to avoid it because the overflowing spiritual power of His Majesty follows his sight and spreads to you, constituting spiritual oppression on you. If your own spiritual power is not strong enough, you cannot form an effective resistance."

At this moment, Locke's words undoubtedly aroused John's curiosity.

"Then Chief Patriarch, can you resist?"

Hearing this, Locke raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled.

"You're kidding. I, your clan leader, am an extraordinary magician even in the old civilization era when there were so many powerful people! It really surprises me that His Majesty can cultivate to this level. He is considered strong below the extraordinary level, but as long as he doesn't enter the extraordinary realm, he will never be my opponent."

Locke was quite proud of saying this.

Ever since these brats in their clan went to the Great Zhou, they didn't know if they were influenced by the storyteller, but they began to admire the emperor of the Great Zhou very much and knew all his deeds like the back of their hand.

First of all, let me make it clear that he has no opinion on the Great Zhou or the emperor, but he is the patriarch of the wood elves after all.

The younger generations in the clan didn't care about their own affairs at all, and they had no respect for him. After comparing the two, Locke did feel a little aggrieved.

Now he finally got the chance to make a comeback!

Their chief's little thoughts were too obvious at this moment. Seeing this, John quickly cooperated and flattered him.

"As expected of you, Patriarch. I remember that when you were young, you were also a well-known genius in the tribe with outstanding magical talent."

"That's~"

Unconsciously, Locke raised his chin a little more, obviously enjoying this.

"Among my peers at that time, if I said I was second, who would dare to say I was first?"

After hearing this, John flattered the flatterer again and then turned the topic back to business.

"Does that mean that after your Majesty breaks through, you will be able to become an extraordinary magician?"

"How can it be that easy?"

Locke heard this and chuckled.

"Back then, I, your clan leader, was stuck at that bottleneck for nearly a hundred years before I finally succeeded in entering the extraordinary realm."

Having said that, Locke's eyes fell on John.

"Don't be envious. You have a good talent for magic and you practice diligently. If you work hard and practice for another three or four hundred years, you can also try to reach the extraordinary realm!"

Hearing this, John appeared to be very supportive and excited, but he felt very complicated inside.

If his clan leader had said this to him before he joined the army, he might have thought it was nothing wrong. After all, among his peers, he was considered diligent in his training.

However, after joining the army, the intensity of their daily training is at least enough to last him a week.

After practicing for just a few months, John felt that he had improved more than he had in several years of practice.

Even as they gradually adapted, the intensity of the entire training continued to increase, which was simply impossible for them before.

In the words of their team leader, it’s not that the training results are good, or that the training results have become higher, but that you were too lax before and the training intensity was too low!

No matter how talented you are, if you just run 500 meters every day and call it a day, how long will it take you to achieve your goal?
John now deeply agrees with this.

At the same time, the wood elves living in the Great Zhou admired their Majesty, and at first, they might really just be obsessed with the exciting biographical stories told by the storytellers.

But as they lived in the Great Zhou for longer and longer, they began to understand more and more about the Great Zhou and their Majesty.

Then you will find that the more you understand him, the more you can feel his greatness.

The greatness of their Majesty is not because of how powerful he is, but because he created the Great Zhou from scratch, brought so many things to this country, and changed the fate and lives of countless people.

For the wood elves, the feeling was very profound, because they had a contrast, a very clear contrast! That was their village.

As an elder, John didn't think there was anything wrong with their clan leader. He even thought he was a very good person. But as a clan leader or village chief, he now felt that he was a failure.

Their village has not changed at all as long as they can remember.

He is 377 years old this year. As an elf, this age is just like a boy who has just reached adulthood.

And during these three hundred years, their village and life have remained unchanged.

After the younger generation left, why did they prefer to work in Da Zhou rather than go back to the village and lie paralyzed?
Having a better life in Da Zhou is only one of the reasons. There is another very important reason, which many wood elves themselves may not be fully aware of, that is, in the village, they cannot see the future!
Those people in the village have no hope for the future, and even little enthusiasm for life; they just live there.

In the words of their team leader, they are just playing badly and waiting to die every day.

But after coming to Da Zhou, they have escaped from this state. They have hope in life and have things to do and things they want to do every day. Now they only regret that there is not enough time in the day. Who has the time to go back to the place that gives them no hope?

Of course, John would keep these words to himself for now.

For problems like this, their clan leader has to realize it himself. It's useless to let others tell him, and he might even get scolded.

With this mentality, John quickly and smoothly passed over the topic and then moved on to another matter that their Majesty had instructed him to do.

"By the way, Patriarch, how much do you know about the Giant Eagle Knight?"

"Why are you asking this suddenly?"

"Nothing much. It's just that our Majesty has four giant eagle eggs, which have now hatched. He is thinking about how to cultivate them and how to train them later. He knows that the Giant Eagle Knights are a type of soldier of our Wood Elves, so he asked me to come back and ask him."

"..."

Hearing this, Locke froze in place for five full seconds, and then he jumped up as if stimulated by something.

"John, you kid! Why didn't you tell me such an important thing earlier?!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)