I, the Heir of Heroes

Among the phantom species currently confirmed, that is also a disaster that is regarded as one of the most dangerous existences.

From a dense fog enough to swallow the desert to a mere drop of dew, this is a mass that can freely change its shape.

Once it is swallowed up, it will be completely hopeless, whether it is organic or inorganic, everything will be exhausted equally - be [destroyed].

Facing the wriggling mist of death, it is absolutely impossible to knock it back and penetrate its [core].

Because the [core] is presumed to be a certain dewdrop in the fog, it cannot be specifically deduced at all.

The fog can only be frozen or evaporated in a massive and indiscriminate manner, perhaps barely escaping—this is by far the most common view.

Therefore, even if the fleets of the two sides met head-on, the two races were very restrained and kept quiet, silently staying away from the existence that only the gods could be hostile to.

However, the world is always full of surprises.

The two races who have never thoroughly studied this physical enemy have no idea what kind of pain [Fog], which is at the top of the food chain, is suffering.

The shrinking and expanding body at that time is the expression of its wailing.

Of course, in the process of venting its pain, two unrelated races were affected.

Of course, in order to protect themselves, the two races launched a self-defense counterattack.

In the end, as a matter of course, under the indifference of the opponent, the entire army was almost wiped out.

——I see, is this the Great War?

Xin Ke thought so in her heart.

Never thought about it, never even dreamed about it.

How could she be so close to death.

Xin Ke, who regained some strength, stood up with great effort, not caring about his plump and sexy body at all, staring closely at the gray fantasy flying ashes in the bloody sky.

She will keep this failure that is enough to be defined as [shame] firmly in her mind.

She'd get the trash that gave her such pain etched into her eyes.

However, as if she had discovered something, doubts appeared in her eyes shining with wisdom again.

She seemed to be right——

In the depths of the phantom species' body, there is a gradually spreading black void that becomes clearer and more swollen.

“What the hell is this—what is it!?”

Just a slight glimpse, her proud delicate body began to tremble inexplicably.

An unstoppable thought suddenly appeared in her mind.

At the same time, another ambition - was born.

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Let me tell you, you will never guess what this new spirit foundation is.

Angela Mainyu, who represents the attribute of [evil], asked who else is more suitable for war than him!

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ps: Don't mind some pinyin, it's a memorable vocabulary.

Chapter 2 The Gears of Destiny, Capture the Phantasmal Species

After that failure that no one would blame, Xin Ke Nilvalen suddenly disappeared without a trace.

All the elves felt a strong shock in their hearts, and fell into extreme shake and confusion, which was already a long time ago.

Merrillon, the capital of the elves, is a bustling city located in a vast forest, and it is currently surrounded by cheers.

Everyone was staring at a "Grass Dome Ship" sailing leisurely in the sky——no, it should be the deck.

The gathering place of all eyes is that petite figure, even considering the elf's longevity characteristics, it still looks a little childish.

A person who is triumphant in the wind wearing the cassock of the flower crown that does not fit the size, and the shoulder belt that symbolizes meritorious deeds.

That looks like just a young girl, but it is a petite figure that carries the hope of all elves.

"Hua Guanqing... the deployment of this battle is also very exciting."

The aging Admiral of the Fleet saluted her with heartfelt respect and greeted her at the same time.

This petite genius who had inherited the legendary title that had long since disappeared into history, and was born in blue, was not proud of his great achievements, but looked down at the current capital with a peaceful attitude.

"...I didn't do anything. Admiral Wang Ye Fleet, thank you very much for your help."

With a high voice that was as clear as a bell, he uttered words filled with gratitude without any falsehood.

—Nina Clive.

Due to the defeat and disappearance of the former Lord Corolla (Xinko Nilvalen), the elves are almost facing a crisis of survival.

At the same time, the young Yaejutsu who flashed into the world like a comet and proved that such a crisis was nothing but unfounded worries.

Based on the theory of transforming the existing magic into "classic", after inheriting the title of "Flower King" as the youngest, he immediately started to reform the army, inherited Xin Ke's duties and developed it——It can be said that it set off a wave revolution.

Renewing, improving and surpassing everything about it, successfully turning it into a relic of the past, and then developing the elves into the present.